Chapter 34: Slap in the face
The master chef has been making vegetarian noodles for so many years, so he definitely doesn’t know how to do it. After thinking about it, he thinks that it might be because the external environment is not right.
Bai Mengmeng plans to find Master Zheng Yuan tomorrow and have a good discussion with him.
Moreover, although the master chef had never taught the relevant skills, the longevity noodles he made at the birthday party were indeed imitated from him, and he also borrowed from his creativity.
Bai Mengmeng still felt a little grateful, and she took this opportunity to repay the favor.
In addition, she had found a few more mushrooms on the mountain where she had stepped on them before, and she planned to send them over as well.
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The next morning, Bai Mengmeng carefully wrapped the dried mushrooms with leaves and took them to the temple.
Because they had exchanged fruits and vegetables several times, the little monks in the temple already knew her.
I walked to the kitchen with ease. Since it was not yet time for dinner, there was no one else in the kitchen and no volunteers had come yet.
Only the big monk was left, standing in front of the stove, seemingly stirring something.
"Master Zhengyuan, I have something good for you."
When the fat monk heard this, he laughed and said nonchalantly, "Young Master, don't send me vegetables and fruits. You won't have enough to eat yourself when the time comes."
Bai Mengmeng quickly shook her head: "No, it's something else."
When the leaves were spread out to reveal the dried mushrooms inside, the monk's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh, it's dry mushrooms. Where did you get it from?"
"I found it in the mountain behind my house. You can stir-fry it with vegetables. It will definitely taste good. I brought it here for you to try." Bai Mengmeng put the paper aside very carefully.
Zheng Yuan quickly shook his head: "It's very expensive, I can't accept it."
Bai Mengmeng certainly wouldn't take the things back with her. She smiled and said, "It might rain in a couple of days. I'll go look for them in the mountains then. Don't be so polite to me. They're just a few mushrooms."
At this point, she shrugged her nose and said, "What are you doing? It doesn't smell sweet, it smells quite good."
"It's lily and mung bean soup. It's so hot this summer, so I made this specially to cool you down. Would you like a bowl?"
Bai Mengmeng directly filled a bowl of this lily and mung bean soup. It was called soup, but it was actually similar to porridge. It was quite thick, and the mung beans were sandy. With the addition of rock sugar, it tasted sweet and was indeed very refreshing.
Zheng Yuan thanked him, then took the dried mushroom and began to wash it carefully.
"It's a waste to stir-fry this thing. It's not so fresh. I'll make a topping for the noodles later." Zheng Yuan explained happily.
"That must be very delicious, even more delicious than the noodles I had last time."
Bai Mengmeng drank the mung bean soup in just a few gulps, then smiled. "I forgot to ask, Master, why did the snow vegetable taste bitter before? Do you understand?"
Zheng Yuan nodded, looking a little embarrassed: "I already know. Actually, it was Zheng Tong who opened my jar in advance, so it tastes a bit bitter."
Bai Mengmeng had her own thoughts, "It's good to find the problem."
She didn't plan to stay any longer, so after delivering the gifts, she planned to buy some mung beans and turned around to walk towards the town.
The mung bean soup tastes really good, so she also plans to make some sweet soup, which is just right for clearing away heat and relieving summer heat.
I don't have time to cook it today, so I'll put it on tomorrow's menu.
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The monk washed the dried mushrooms, which took him a long time. This thing was very difficult to clean, and it took a long time to finish washing it.
Put a lot of oil in the pot and pour the oil directly over the dried mushrooms.
Then drain the oil little by little, spread the dried mushrooms on the noodles, stir gently with chopsticks, and the aroma will immediately come to your nose.
The young master of the Yun family seemed to eat very little these past two days. Zheng Yuan thought about it and picked out some of the dried mushrooms and made a bowl of dried mushroom noodles, hoping that he would eat more.
When assistant Xiao Li came to pick up the food, he immediately noticed the difference of this side.
"Master, this smells so good, did you add dried mushrooms?"
The big monk smiled and nodded. "This is sent by the owner of Qiongye Restaurant. I made a bowl of noodles. Let your young master eat it quickly. He is so young and always doesn't eat. In the long run, his essence will be damaged."
Xiao Li was very touched. "Thank you for your kindness, Master Chef. This is very expensive and the quantity is small. I am grateful that you still remember my boss. You must have left it for me.
The elder monk didn't care. "I'm old now, and it's a shame for me to eat this. I'll leave it to you young people. Besides, I have some here, so hurry up and bring it over."
Xiao Li happily returned to his room, opened the door, and said with a smile, "Boss, come and take a look. The noodles that Chef Zhengyuan made for us are especially delicious. Come and try them."
After Yun Tingyi came back yesterday, he felt uncomfortable all day and couldn't eat anything. He was already starving.
Now he still had no appetite and could hardly eat anything, but his stomach was empty at this moment and he was so hungry that he could only reluctantly take a couple of bites.
But today's noodles are very special. They are dry-mixed without any soup, and are topped with high-quality vegetables sent from home. They look delicious and fragrant. The master chef's skill in making noodles is unique in the world.
It tastes very good, and there are actually dried mushrooms in it. Although not a lot, it is drizzled with vegetable oil. It is not as delicious as the previous fried ones, but it is still full of flavor.
Yun Tingyi's face was full of excitement. He ate half a bowl directly. Only then did his stomach feel better and he felt more relaxed.
He was a little curious at this moment: "It seems that my family only sent vegetables and fruits, when did they send dried mushrooms?"
Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, then said, "These mushrooms were sent by the owner of Qiongye Restaurant. They were probably for Chef Zhengyuan to eat. But Chef Zhengyuan was worried that you didn't eat yesterday, so he left some for us."
Yun Tingyi's expression suddenly froze.
He seemed to have said just yesterday that he would never eat food from Qiongye Restaurant no matter what?
But this mushroom should be considered a wild thing, right?
Besides, he was really hungry, and the noodles smelled especially good, so he had no choice but to accept his fate and eat a few more bites before putting down his chopsticks.
After eating, he regained his spirit, his stomach felt warm, and the demeanor of a young master from a noble family also emerged.
He sat in the chair with a comfortable look on his face, asked Xiao Li to make him a cup of tea, sipped it slowly, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped his mouth, rinsing his mouth as he wiped.
After he recovered, he asked Xiao Li to call home and ask them to send less fruits and vegetables and more mushrooms.
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