Crossing the Homeland

Chapter 29

Xia Junyan was sweating profusely.She is really not good at knife skills, it is good to be able to cut like this, and she is not a professional!Besides, the fish fillets should be roughly cut, the most important thing is the taste!Chef Li was still chattering, Xia Junyan raised her head and said, "The secret recipe passed down from the ancestors, surrounded by you like this... I can't do it well."

"This girl is obviously here to play tricks on us!" Chef Li was about to yell, but Shopkeeper Sun said, "How long will it take for us to go out, girl?"

"Okay, I will bring it naturally." Xia Junyan was not sure about the time, so she could only answer like this.

Shopkeeper Sun also suddenly felt that his decision was a bit reckless, and the previous expression might be his presbyopic misreading.The kitchen of a restaurant is an important place, in case this girl is sent by another restaurant to make trouble in his kitchen...

"I don't want to stay here for a long time, it's so smoky! What she said is right, the secret recipe passed down from the ancestors, what should I do if someone steals it!" Lu Chenshan waved his fan and was the first to leave.

Chef Li seemed to be stabbed: "Stealing? This kind of craftsmanship, I don't care to watch it!" As he said, he also followed out angrily.Shopkeeper Sun had no choice but to clear the scene for Xia Junyan.

"Huh..." Xia Junyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was sweating nervously after Shopkeeper Sun appeared.Take out the adjusted miso from the cloth bag, carefully sort out the recipe of this "ancestral dish" again, and start working!
Slice the fish, marinate with egg white, wine, salt, ginger slices and scallions; pour oil, put the secret miso and sauté together with scallions and ginger.

The spatula in the restaurant was heavier than that in ordinary homes, and Xia Junyan struggled extraordinarily hard.Finally, the bottom soup is boiled, and while the fire is burning, add the fish fillets immediately, and heat it up!The bean sprouts and cabbage were already filled in the bowl on the side, and the fish and thick soup with strong umami taste were poured into the bowl in an instant, with the sound of "sizzling", a scent spread out in the kitchen room.

"It's time to witness the miracle!" Xia Junyan took a deep breath, and quickly poured the peppercorns and dogwood into the pot and stir-fried to make a modified spicy oil, and poured it on while it was hot.

The essence of Sichuan cuisine lies in the magic of pepper!
(End of this chapter)