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Chapter 414 - The First Soup of the State Banquet, Mullet Egg Soup
The higher Wang Fan's chef level is, the more strange and bizarre information the system will unlock.

These materials just lay quietly in his mind. Unless Wang Fan looked through them himself, they would not actively enter his mind.

When he was in school, memorizing texts, formulas, and words used to be a pain in the ass, but now he enjoys learning this knowledge.

When this theory of molecular cuisine was put forward, Kurban and the others were obviously shocked.

Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved. He was really afraid of these people's flattery.

After picking up the casserole, he did not rush to serve the food. Instead, he opened the casserole and added the remaining seasonings, and also browned the meat.

Then I put the whole casserole into the steamer.

After closing the lid and starting to steam, he turned around to make mullet egg soup.

Dinner is still the same as soup first and rice later. The Dongpo pork still needs to be steamed for a while, so it is the most appropriate time to make soup.

The mullet eggs have been torn into pieces and soaked in a basin. The repeated washing has made them less salty.

As the name suggests, mullet eggs are mullet eggs. Each of these torn small pieces is a small mullet.

The small mullet eggs are pure white in color, look very shiny and textured, and are round in shape and slightly larger than a coin.

Boil a pot of water, pour in some rice wine, and then pour the mullet eggs into the pot.

"Mullet eggs are capable of nurturing life. Because of this, all of their amino acids are perfectly balanced, and their vitamins and minerals also provide all the nutrients needed to nurture life. Therefore, this kind of food is extremely nutritious."

Wang Fan was talking as he worked, and the series of molecular theories completely confused Kurban and the others. He wrote very quickly with the carbon pen in his hand. For some words he was not sure about, he simply used pinyin directly for fear of missing anything.

"Blanching for one minute is enough. Next, we need to adjust the base flavor for the chicken broth."

There was chicken soup stewing in the pot, but the fire was very low. After he finished speaking, he turned off the fire directly.

The seasoning is also very simple, three pinches of salt, a little bit of sugar to increase thickness and flavor, a little bit of white pepper and pickle juice.

After stirring it slightly, he poured two spoonfuls of soup into the bowl containing the mullet eggs.

As Zhuo Qianqian entered the room, she saw five chefs writing furiously. She didn't think too much about it and left with the soup she had just made.

But she won't come back this time. Wang Fan will serve the next main dish to Grandma Wu as a farewell.

Alzheimer's patients will simply forget a lot of things and their brains will work more slowly, but they are not fools and still have basic thinking abilities.

The elderly people gave high praise to the delicious food that Wang Fan prepared with great care.

This evaluation is not based on words, but on actions.

The old man ate every dish served on the table, proving Wang Fan’s culinary skills with his own actions.

The mullet egg soup is now placed in front of the old man.

He picked up the spoon and scooped up a few thin slices of mullet and some soup on the white porcelain spoon. He put it to his mouth and sucked it, and the contents of the spoon went into his mouth.

The pickled cucumber juice is added to the rich and fragrant clear chicken soup, which adds a sour and refreshing taste to the chicken soup.

This soup was originally seasoned with vinegar, but pickled cucumber juice is a fermented product, making it milder than vinegar. As soon as Grandma Wu took a sip of the soup, the sour, spicy, salty, and umami flavors quickly overwhelmed her taste buds. After savoring it carefully, she felt the soup was stable, lingering, soft, and long-lasting.

The old man liked the taste very much and kept putting the soup into his mouth with the white porcelain spoon. The soft and tender mullet egg slices were easy to chew and the old man's teeth could easily eat them.

Zhuo Qianqian took out a notebook and handed it to Aunt Cai, saying, "Aunt Cai, this notebook contains some recipes written by the boss that are suitable for grandma. The precautions are also marked. You can pass it to the chef in charge later."

Aunt Cai was very touched and took the notebook: "It's thoughtful. Aunt Wu is well taken care of here. She didn't have such a good appetite before."

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The Dongpo pork finally came to an end at this time.

Wang Fan opened the steamer and took out the casserole from it. The smell of meat now had a softer flavor, which made people more appetizing.

Kurban and his companions also put down their pens and looked at today's main dish with curiosity.

Of course they won't eat it, and they probably won't be able to cook it in their lifetime, but by analogy, they can try replacing pork with beef in the future, maybe it will be more delicious.

As for cooking pork in front of them, they had no objection. First of all, the meal was originally cooked for Grandma Wu. Grandma Wu was Han Chinese and didn't have so many requirements. Moreover, this was her hometown dish, so no one would say anything.

Secondly, although many people in DJI do not eat pork, pig farming occupies an important position in DJI's economy, which is no longer the case as before.

Kurban is already wondering if replacing pork with beef brisket would be a solution.

When Wang Fan opened the lid of the casserole, Kurban felt that the beef brisket might not be good enough.

So eye-catching!

The square, bright red pieces of pork lay quietly in the casserole.

Wang Fan gently picked up a piece with chopsticks, and the Dongpo pork kept shaking with Wang Fan's movements. He put it on the plate. It was really as red as agate, and it looked soft and delicious.

Since these people don't eat pork, Wang Fan didn't try it. He had to cook it and eat it, but it would be too embarrassing to eat it in front of them. Fortunately, his father-in-law's family didn't have such a particular preference.

After this dish was cooked, today's or this teaching exchange was completely over. Kurban and his classmates left with their notebooks in satisfaction. Wang Fan took the Dongpo pork to Grandma Wu's house.

The moment the lid of the plate is opened, the rich aroma of meat is quickly released.

There were only two pieces of pork belly on the snow-white porcelain plate, tied with straw ropes in a crisscross pattern, which is the legendary "five-flower binding".

The bright red soup poured over the Dongpo pork, and a small round lake of bright red soup was naturally formed under the meat. It was very beautiful without any decoration.

Perhaps it was the familiar fragrance that awakened Grandma Wu's memory, and she smiled happily as she looked at the Dongpo pork in front of her.

The Dongpo pork before her was like a slab of crystal-clear agate. Its vibrant red, a perfect blend of sugar and soy sauce, reflected a soft luster under the light, making her mouth water.

Grandma Wu picked up a spoon and pressed lightly on the meat. The spoon cut the gelatinous texture of the pork, making an enticing "squeaking" sound. Just hearing the sound makes one's mouth water.

When she smelled it up close, the rich aroma of meat and the faint aroma of wine lingered above it, making Grandma Wu take a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)