Chapter 391: Leftovers
"How could he have the time to go fishing? The fisherman he intercepted on the road insisted on buying some, and he bargained for a long time!" Guo Gaoang was happily looking at the small ingredients in the refrigerator through the glass door. He turned around and smiled at Da Zhuang, "Thanks to you this time, it's not easy to eat the chef's sweet soup again, and it's so rich!"
"You wanted to eat it but you didn't say anything. I had to wait for Dazhuang to speak before I knew." Zhao Xiaojing finished blending the shaved ice, complained with a smile, and ran to the edge of the pool to look at the silver carp.
Half of the silver carp's head was outside the bucket, its eyes were staring, and its mouth was opening and closing. It was still alive, but it didn't look like it had much air left.
"Bring over the big basin of blood water that Sister Geng from next door used to soak the food. Use that to keep it first. It will only take a while anyway and we can cook it at noon." Zhao Xiaojing said.
"Swish!" As soon as Zhao Xiaojing finished speaking, the fish's tail swung and the whole fish almost fell out of the bucket.
"Haha, it finally understands what we say." Yun Yongyuan and Dazhuang hurriedly held down the fish and put it back into the bucket.
"I'll get it now! You guys hold on for a while!" Wan Yuyue had just finished cooking the dish at hand, took a look, and hurried out of the kitchen.
When the large basin was brought over, the two of them worked together to lift the silver carp out of the bucket, and the whole fish was finally able to be completely submerged in the basin. Another flick of its tail splashed water on Yun Yongyuan and the other man's faces, and everyone laughed.
"The silver carp you bought is very good. The kitchen can't keep it for long, so I can only cook it for you at noon. It's a free meal again." Guo Gaoang said jokingly.
"Yeah, I'm shameless. I bring fish to the chef to get free food and drink, unlike you, who doesn't bring anything and just opens his mouth to get free food and drink!" Dazhuang immediately smiled and retorted.
After the two washed their hands and helped carry the ingredients from the refrigerator to the front hall, Zhao Xiaojing started making coconut milk smoothie in advance.
The three chefs also consciously stopped what they were doing, waiting for Zhao Xiaojing to finish stirring, and took out all the ice bowls and spoons.
"Add whatever you want to your meal. Today's buffet is cold and refreshing. Just add your favorite condiments. Pears are not here today?" The five people put the sweet soup and condiments on the table. Zhao Xiaojing put a spoon in each box and greeted them.
"Her best friend couldn't come to her wedding, and she felt regretful for a long time. If she knew we were having a dessert buffet, she would probably cry on the spot! Wait, I'll take a picture for her." Guo Gaoang took out his cell phone with a wicked smile.
Zhao Xiaojing slapped her head, quickly went back to the kitchen to get a soup bowl, added a little of each ingredient, covered it with plastic wrap, and put it back in the refrigerator.
One portion must be left for Su Yuchen. She loves these the most. If she knew that several people were enjoying the sweet soup buffet when she was not around, she would probably cry on the spot.
"Oh, so chewy!" While everyone was still busy adding toppings, Wan Yuyue had already quickly added two spoonfuls of adazi and sweetened red beans and started eating. "Did the noodles we made the other day have the same texture? Why aren't you making noodles today?"
"The taste that day was probably a little worse than this. It lacked the ingredients, so it's a substitute." Zhao Xiaojing scooped the mango and sago into her icy bowl. "The noodles only look nice and novel, but it's a waste of ingredients and time to actually make them."
“I knew you were good, but this cooking skill still exceeded my expectations… It was already delicious on the day of the competition. I didn’t expect that you could improve so much after being given enough time and materials…” Da Zhuang muttered, staring at the bowl of sugar water in his hand.
"Yes, there is no bottleneck in this skill! I am really looking forward to seeing how far you can go. I thought milk shaved ice was the ceiling, but it turns out it is only my ceiling." Guo Gaoang also shook his head and sighed.
"I've heard that my junior sister once sold sweet soup at a stall, and I was curious about how good she was. Today, I finally got to taste it. I didn't expect her to be so good at making red and white desserts, and she's also top-notch!"
"Alright, alright, you guys, if you keep praising her, she'll go crazy!" Everyone praised her. Zhao Xiaojing was grinning from ear to ear. Seeing this, Wan Yuyue pouted and interrupted, "Tell me something new. Tell me about the day you were a judge!"
After hearing this, Zhao Xiaojing was even happier. It turned out that he was still waiting here.
"Tell her quickly, I came out of the competition late that day, and when I was watching your live commentary, the judges didn't dare to taste it first and were hesitant about my bowl of sugar water. A guy next to them was laughing like crazy, and I don't know why?" Zhao Xiaojing asked.
When Da Zhuang heard this, he looked at the little tidbit in front of him, then glanced at Zhao Xiaojing, "Are you sure you want to hear it now?"
"Of course! Gossip and scraps go really well with rice!" Wan Yuyue couldn't wait.
"This... have a couple of bites first." A strange smile appeared on Dazhuang's lips, and he used the public spoon on the plate to add a few spoonfuls of different condiments to Zhao Xiaojing.
"What? Why do I have to add her before I can talk?" Wan Yuyue looked puzzled and exchanged glances with Yun Yongyuan, who was also puzzled.
Instead, Nie Xiuqi raised his head, added a few spoonfuls to himself without saying a word, and began to dig quickly.
"The chef seems to eat little, so I'm afraid it will be too delicious and she won't be able to grab it later." Da Zhuang looked at Wan Yuyue and Yun Yongyuan and smiled meaningfully.
"I'm done eating, tell me." Zhao Xiaojing often cooks and tastes food in the virtual space, so she usually serves herself little. She finished the few small ingredients added by Dazhuang in a few bites, wiped her mouth and put down the bowl.
"The other day, before you, there was a contestant who made dumplings. Did you see that?"
"I saw it when the voting menu was scrolling, but I didn't see any comments. I was still confused. From what I saw, that contestant must have taken a lot of ingredients, so many that the basket couldn't hold them all. I didn't expect that they ended up making dumplings."
"Ah." Da Zhuang smiled and sighed, "This guy is a talent. Because of him, we judges took the initiative to work overtime and stay, just to find a photographer to watch his production process."
"Is it so delicious? Then we need to get full tickets, right?" Zhao Xiaojing asked curiously.
"Guess what? For a talent like this, our judges' votes are unanimous. It's a tacit understanding that goes without saying." Da Zhuang kept the conversation a secret. "Let me put it this way. The flavor simply surpassed all of our judges' understanding of the flavors of existing ingredients. The impression it left is truly unforgettable."
"Oh, so you judges are stealing the secrets. Not bad, not bad. Junior sister, how about I get on with it next time you give me a day off?" Wan Yuyue ate with gusto as she listened. "Then if I see something I'll check out the video and steal the secret recipe for you!"
Da Zhuang and Guo Gaoang looked at each other and put on a sly smile at the same time, "No need to steal, I'll tell you the method, and you can do it too!"
"Really? Tell me now!"
"Remember this, cough cough." Da Zhuang cleared his throat. "Pork liver, pig lungs, pig brain, large intestine, clams, shrimp, sheep eyes, sheep trotters, ox cheeks, chicken liver, chicken intestines, fish, preserved eggs, dried bitter melon, Chinese toon..."
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