Chapter 329 My Zhizhi is the best in the world!

When Qingyang entered the room, he was delayed for a few minutes because of an urgent phone call.

He walked slowly along the corridor of the old house, occasionally meeting the servants working in the house. They all looked dazed, as if they had been bewitched by something.

Qingyang talked to them in a funny way:

"Hey, what's going on?"

The servant looked at him hesitantly, with a hint of... pity?

"Sir, you'd better go over there quickly. The restaurant has already started serving food."

Qing Yang still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and smiled:

"Yes, yes, I'm on my way there."

"It seems like the first course is almost over."

The maid had made it very clear.

Qing Yang, however, had a completely different understanding: "Huh? Is today's family dinner so formal?"

He finally decided to speed up his pace.

After crossing the courtyard and being more than 10 meters away from the restaurant, he suddenly smelled a strong aroma, a fresh fragrance that seemed to strike directly into the soul, which even the closed door of the restaurant could not block!

Qing Yang is a gourmet. When he smelled the aroma, he was shocked: "Hmm? This, this is the smell of braised shark's fin? But why is it so fragrant?"

Qingyang thought of his old friend Zhu Jin's admiration for Nanzhi, and suddenly came up with an incredible guess -

Can a banquet feature braised shark’s fin as the main dish?

Could it be that Nanzhi made... the bird's nest and shark's fin feast from the Tan family cuisine? Qingyang lost his composure completely, and rushed over in two steps and three steps, pushing open the door: "I'm back!"

Few looked up at him.

Everyone buried their heads in the small porcelain bowl, looking as happy as if they were about to ascend to heaven!

It was so funny that I didn’t have time to pay attention to Qingyang!

In the end, Nanzhi was the most calm and looked up to greet Qingyang:

"My little uncle is back, please sit down, your shark fin is here... uh, well."

There was an empty seat next to Qing Si for Qing Yang, and on it was a plate of food and wine, which was specially separated from the six dishes and left for Qing Yang.

Logically speaking, there should also be a small bowl of braised shark's fin. After all, Nanzhi had arranged the portions of all the dishes today based on the number of people, so Qingyang would naturally not be left out.

But now, Qingyang’s braised shark’s fin is gone.

There were two small bowls in front of Qingsi. One bowl was completely empty without even a drop of soup left. The other bowl had just been eaten. Who its original owner was... no need to guess.

Nanzhi didn't want to interfere in the affairs between father and daughter, so she simply chose to remain silent.

As for Qingsi, he didn't show any embarrassment of being caught cheating, and he even nodded calmly to Qingyang: "Dad, I'm back. It's a little late."

Chew chew chew.

Well, the shark fin is soft, glutinous and smooth, almost melting in one sip, so delicious that I won’t get tired of eating a hundred bowls! Qingsi ate it happily, but Qingyang felt like he was struck by lightning: "You...I..."

He leaned over humbly and said, "Daughter, this bowl of yours seems to belong to daddy. Did you bring the wrong bowl?"

"Is there?"

Qingsi calmly scooped another spoonful.

Qingyang's heart almost bled as he watched this.

The porcelain bowl that holds the shark fin is small. Once you put in a spoonful, the edge slides down visibly. I'm afraid you can finish it in just a few bites!

If Qingsi had finished eating, what would he eat? Qingyang was so greedy that his mouth was watering, so he had to look at Nanzhi for help.

Even if it's just scraps, it's fine! Nanzhi couldn't do anything:

"I calculated the amount of ingredients according to the number of people, and the remaining scraps were distributed to the people in the kitchen."

For a moment, not only Qingyang, but everyone else showed disappointed looks.

And Qingyang actually began to think seriously, which is more feasible, snatching food from his daughter's mouth or snatching food from the chef's mouth.

Perhaps because he looked so pitiful, Qingsi's few remaining filial piety began to take effect:

"Dad, if you don't mind me having eaten it..."

"I don't mind! I'm your dad!"

This is braised shark's fin! Qingyang happily took the bowl back and took a bite eagerly.

Although his movements were impatient, when the shark fin entered his mouth, he demonstrated the food tasting skills of a gourmet. He wrapped the shark fin in his mouth, rolling it from the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue, ensuring that every inch of his tongue could taste the flavor.

As a professional gourmet, Qingyang has eaten many delicious foods, and Tan’s cuisine is one of the most impressive to him.

This delicacy, which requires patience to eat, is a monument in the history of gourmet food.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In terms of sophistication, heritage and elegance, I wonder how much it beats some self-proclaimed high-end cuisines.

Qingyang has even eaten the bird's nest and shark's fin banquet prepared by Mr. Peng, the successor of the previous generation of Tan family cuisine. He is a legendary idol in his heart.

However, now he actually thinks that this braised shark fin is even more delicious than the one made by Mr. Tan! How old is Mr. Tan? How old is Zhizhi in their family?

What a culinary genius! I never expected that their family could produce a culinary genius!

Qingyang was so excited and couldn't believe it that he almost cried.

He murmured, "If the list of famous chefs is updated, my Chi Chi should be ranked first."

The first one now is Mr. Peng! But Qingyang didn't dare to say too much. After carefully savoring the half bowl of braised shark's fin, he patiently waited for the next dish.

He held the handle of the chair tightly, as if he was afraid of being kicked out of his seat.

This time, he would never let anyone take it away...

"Ah, it's bird's nest in clear soup!"

That’s right, the second dish is bird’s nest in clear soup.

The bird's nest used is Siamese official bird's nest, which is snow-white and transparent in color, with few bird's feathers and no roots. It is not expanded with alkali like other bird's nests, but is simply soaked in warm water and then rinsed repeatedly to clean the bird's feathers and impurities.

Once processed, add soup and steam, then add broth, season, and garnish with shredded ham.

You know, ingredients like shark fin and bird's nest have no taste in themselves, and it is the broth that gives them flavor.

The soup made by Nanzhi is a modification of Lao Zhou's soup, and it is not inferior to the top soup soup at all! The extremely fresh taste of this soup is the soul of this clear soup bird's nest!

The last dish is the clear soup of bird's nest. The soup is as clear as water and the color is as light as tea, but it has a fresh and sweet taste. The bird's nest is soft and smooth without breaking, and the aftertaste is long and lingering...

Moreover, before officially tasting the bird's nest in clear soup, someone will serve a small cup of warm water for rinsing the mouth.

Nanzhi smiled and explained: "This is to make it easier to enjoy the taste of the clear soup bird's nest."

Everyone complied and followed the instructions, rinsing their mouths before eating the bird's nest.

This time, everyone was still speechless, and their souls were completely immersed in the aroma of the bird's nest soup.

Because it is so delicious, I can't wait to gobble it up, but because it is so precious, I am forced to chew it slowly.

Pain and happiness.

The same goes for Qingyang.

Moreover, the last bit of reservation in his heart was completely shattered by the ultimate deliciousness.

Regardless of age, their Zhizhi is the best in the world! No doubt about it! ——Qingyang seemed to have become a die-hard fan of Nanzhi.