Chapter 248 Sour Soup Fish
“Serve the food!”
Along with the boss's powerful shout, a strong and overbearing aroma wafted across the kitchen.
As soon as Nanzhi smelled it, he was sure: "This sour fish soup must be made with pickled vegetables from Dushan, your province."
It seems like a question, but it is actually a firm statement.
The boss's son was the first to be surprised:
"How do you know? This is our family's unique secret!"
The boss had already come out carrying a large pot of sour soup fish, and was loudly scolding his son for being so tactless as not to help his own father.
The boss's son went over to take the fish basin, looking dusty and dirty, but the boss kicked him away because he was in the way.
Son: Is he my biological father?
After placing a large bowl of red and sour fish soup in the middle of the table, the boss clapped his hands and explained to his silly son:
"This is the master chef who was featured in a CCTV documentary!"
The boss's son looked around blankly.
I just can't combine the word "master chef" with the young man in front of me.
Neither Nanzhi nor Fu Chao meets his definition of a master chef.
The boss slapped him on the back unceremoniously: "What are you looking at? I told you not to just look at the surface, but to look at the inner core! What have I taught you for so many years, but has it all been in vain?"
The son was angry but dared not say anything, he could only respond with his neck shrunk.
Nanzhi barely managed to spare a little energy from the sour soup fish and gave it to the boss and his son beside her.
In her opinion, the boss's speech and wording did not seem like that of an ordinary small town restaurant chef.
Sure enough, the boss quickly introduced himself -
It turns out that he was a chef in a state-owned restaurant in his early years! Later, the state-owned restaurant was gone, and the boss opened a restaurant in the provincial capital for more than 10 years, specializing in sour soup fish.
Unfortunately, although he made a lot of money, his health was in bad shape.
In order to recuperate, the boss moved back to his hometown with his family and opened a restaurant in this small town to pass the time...
Barrage:
[The state-owned restaurants in the past were full of hidden talents! This boss is amazing! ]
[Wow, I know this boss. His sour fish soup restaurant was very popular before, but he suddenly closed the restaurant and said he wanted to go back to his hometown. I didn’t expect to run into Nanzhi! What a wonderful fate! ]
[I'm curious about how this boss's store is doing? How good is the boss? ]
[It is one of the best in the province! Business is booming every day! I am still drooling when I think of their sour soup fish! My parents were sorry that they couldn't eat their sour soup fish yesterday, but now it's here! Wait, drive over to eat it right away! ]
[People from other places are so envious of our friends in your province. I hope Nanzhi can discover more of these special delicacies! It will benefit foodies all over the country! 】
[Hmm? Wasn't it Fu Chao who discovered it? ]
[Without Nanzhi, would the boss cook for us personally? I haven’t heard that he has rheumatism! ]
[That seems to be true... Hey, I'm dying of greed anyway! ]
…
The boss lamented:
"My silly son has been learning cooking from me for more than ten years. I thought I could let him go out on his own in two years. But compared to you, Master Nan, he is really far behind."
Nanzhi hummed, not knowing how to explain.
She had no choice but to bring the topic back to the sour soup fish itself.
Boss: "Oh, that's right! Master Nan, you have a very sharp nose! You can smell from such a distance that I use Dushan kimchi!"
The reason why sour soup fish has become a classic delicacy is because of the sour water used in Dushan pickles.
The special peppers and ginger produced in Dushan are mixed with special water to produce a unique hot and sour aroma, which makes it go from an ordinary pickle to one with unique quality and taste.
Add spring bamboo shoots and fresh fish slices to the sour water...you can make a perfect and authentic sour soup fish without any complicated procedures.
Of course, the boss has his own tricks to make his sour soup fish famous in the provincial capital of Guizhou, where many talented people gather.
Nanzhi took a bite with chopsticks and knew that the cooking time and seasoning of the sour soup fish were so exquisite that not even a single centimeter of error would do!
The only pity is...
The boss caught the slightest expression on Nanzhi's face.
The boss, who had run a big restaurant before, immediately realized: "Is there something missing?"
Nanzhi originally wanted to gloss over it.
But since they asked her personally, she had to answer:
"The fish is thicker."
The boss's son and Fu Chao next to them were both confused.
Is this fish slice thick? If it were any thinner, it would probably fall apart! The comments also expressed the same doubt.
Only the boss agreed with Nanzhi: "It's really Master Nan! You can taste the difference just by eating! My arm has an old problem, and my control over the kitchen knife is not as good as it used to be, so I stepped down and let my son take over. It turns out that this kid is not even as good as I am now..."
His son weakly defended himself: "Dad, I'm only 30 years old. I'm afraid you are not as good as me at your age..."
The voice was lost in the glare of his biological father.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The comments were incredible:
[Nanzhi’s sense of taste is so sharp! ]
[I have learned now, don’t question Nanzhi about anything, or you will get slapped in the face! ]
[Yes, at least when it comes to food, Nanzhi is definitely an expert! ]
[I, a native of Guizhou, have never heard of Dushan kimchi, but Nanzhi knows about it? Amazing! ]
[And the boss has always recognized her, anyway, I am happy! ]
[After holding my breath for a whole day, I finally feel relieved! 】
…
Seeing that Nanzhi and Fu Chao were both praising the sour soup fish, Qingxi also took the initiative to start eating it.
Nan Yi and Qi Zhang, who were originally a little in awe of the sour and spicy taste, finally picked up their chopsticks and plucked up the courage to try it.
The fish fillets were a bit fragile, so Nanzhi picked up a piece for each of the two kids and put it in their bowls.
Qi Zhang tried a bite and found it a little spicy, but within an acceptable range.
Nan saw that Qi Zhang could eat it, so he picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth.
Then, his snow-white face turned red visibly!
Nanzhi reacted quickly and handed the water over.
As soon as Nan Yi opened his mouth, he started coughing.
Now Nanzhi didn't even dare to feed him clean water, and quickly patted his back.
Nan Yi: “I, I’m fine… cough cough cough!”
The others panicked, too.
Fu Chao hurriedly helped to get the paper, Qing Xi and Qi Zhang looked at their friend with concern, the boss felt even more guilty, and the boss's son found the best milk that could relieve the spiciness.
After a busy schedule, Nan Yi finally relaxed.
However, Nanzhi didn't dare let Nanyi eat it this time.
Nan Yi's little face was stubborn:
"I can! I just choked on it by accident!"
Nanzhi reached out and tapped him lightly on the forehead: "Don't be stubborn in a place like this."
Nan Yi puffed his lips and dared not speak.
Boss: "I deliberately put less spiciness in it, but I didn't expect... I'll make him something less spicy."
Nanzhi thought of Lu Shixu and marveled at the magic of blood. He and Nanyi had never had much contact with him, but they were exactly alike in taste.
Nanzhi nodded:
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Reference: "The Taste of Life"