Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 574-A representative Sichuan dish-real Mapo Tofu!
No, no, still wrong!

The higher Wang Fan's expectations were before he came, the greater his disappointment is now.

Wang Fan ordered four dishes and a bowl of rice, but it could be said that none of them satisfied him.

Sichuan is a famous land of fish and rice, but it is hard to understand why not only the dishes but even the rice does not have a strong rice aroma.

And the most important thing is that for 4 yuan, I was given a big bowl of rice that was overflowing with rice.

This originally seemed to be large in quantity and affordable, but the tip was not a point, but a semicircle.

Chinese food culture has a long history, and some things are quite particular.

If you use a large bowl to serve rice and it overflows, so that everyone can share it and have enough to eat, then you are giving it a generous portion and it is economical. If you use a small bowl and half of the rice overflows, then you are breaking the taboo.

Insert three more chopsticks upwards, and this is the standard rice dish.

Moreover, the custom of eating the last meal is not only practiced in the north, but also in many places in Sichuan.

Aren’t you cursing people?

Although feudal superstition is not desirable, Chinese people seek good luck and fortune in everything they do. It is really annoying to encounter such a thing while eating.

As for the other dishes, there really wasn't a single one that impressed him. It wasn't that he was picky, it was just that the problems were clearly visible.

The dishes gave him the feeling that they were not as good as those in small street restaurants.

The most typical example is the traditional sizzling rice crust!
At this moment, he wanted to grab the chef by the collar and ask him - Do you know why the word "squeaky" is in the name of this dish?

Although it is said that there can’t be the word “wife” in wife cakes, except for Uncle Ba’s, it would be unreasonable if the sizzling rice crust in your traditional craft doesn’t sizzle, right?
The rice crust just out of the pot is smashed on the plate, and the rice crust topping is poured on it. With the sound of "squeaking", the rich aroma of rice and the delicious taste of the topping begin to spread. This is the normal process!
Your rotten rice crust is all pre-made! At least it is definitely not fresh out of the pot!

Looking at the barely touched dish in front of him, Wang Fan really had no desire to pick up his chopsticks.

Waited for more than two hours, and that's it?!

No wonder young people in Sichuan like to eat skewers and hot pot nowadays. There is a reason for this!
You said you got your salary and were ready to have something nice to eat, but when you went to a big hotel to have a meal you found that the dishes tasted the same as the takeout downstairs. No one can stand that, right?
This was the first time Wang Fan had wasted food. His stomach had been hungry for half a day, and he really didn't want to comfort his stomach with this shoddy so-called authentic Sichuan cuisine.

After paying the bill, I went straight to a small restaurant with an open kitchen.

Although the restaurant is small, it does good business. It is not far from a big hotel and still has an occupancy rate of 8%.

After Wang Fan sat down, a little girl came up to him with a smile: "Hello, would you like to eat something...ah?"

The little girl couldn't finish her words and couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw Wang Fan taking off his mask.

No way! The missing Boss Wang actually showed up at our restaurant?!
Liang Siyu was stunned, staring at Wang Fan with her big eyes in disbelief: "Wang... Boss Wang?!"

Wang Fan was a little surprised. How did he become a celebrity? Even in a random restaurant, people would recognize him?

"Hello, do you know me?"

When Liang Siyu heard Wang Fan's words, she was so excited that she wanted to take out her cell phone and post a message on Weibo to tell him that Boss Wang had been captured alive. That would definitely be a huge sensation!

"Meet me! Boss Wang, I'm your fan! I didn't expect to see you here!"

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Thank you, but I'm a little hungry now. Can I order something to eat first?"

Liang Siyu hurriedly handed over her own menu: "Boss Wang, take a look at what you want to eat, this meal is on me!"

Wang Fan quickly shook his head: "No, no, just give me some Mapo Tofu, some Twice-Cooked Pork, and a bowl of rice."

Liang Siyu hurriedly ran to the kitchen with the menu in her arms, but stopped short halfway. She then looked at Wang Fan awkwardly, "Boss Wang...everyone is looking for you right now. Can I send a message that you're here?"

Wang Fan laughed dumbly: "No need? I haven't seen enough of Sichuan's beautiful scenery yet. Now that I'm not setting up a stall, it's no use telling others, right?"

Liang Siyu thought about it and it made sense, but the feeling of having something stuck in her heart that she wanted to say but couldn't say was so uncomfortable, as if a thousand ants were crawling on her heart.

When she got to the kitchen, she leaned over to her father's ear and said, "Old man, use your 30 years of skills to make these two dishes, Mapo Tofu and Twice-Cooked Pork. Here comes a culinary master!"

Liang Bo curled his lips in disdain: "Bah, just do it as it should be done. I, your old man, have never cut corners."

Liang Siyu stamped her feet: "Anyway, you must do this well. If he says a word, our guests will line up from the door to Meizhou."

Liang Bo still looked down on him: "I am an old man and I am almost exhausted every day. We are not short of customers."

Liang Siyu was about to say something when a somewhat lame voice sounded in the hall: "Waiter, are the dishes we ordered ready?"

"It'll be ready soon."

As soon as Liang Siyu finished speaking, Liang Bo picked up the pot and quickly scooped the twice-cooked pork into the plate accurately.

The person who spoke was a man wearing glasses who looked a bit gentle. He was about thirty years old and quite handsome.

Seeing the dish Liang Siyu was carrying, his eyes lit up, and after smelling the fragrance, he praised: "It tastes very fragrant."

After saying that, he immediately added, "It's just not spicy enough. You Chinese people probably can't handle spicy food as well as us, Coria."

"Ok?"

Liang Siyu was unhappy when she heard this. You said the food in a Sichuan restaurant was delicious but not spicy enough. Isn't this a blatant provocation?
The man picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The spicy and fragrant taste made him very satisfied, but he shook his head regretfully: "It's just not spicy enough."

I'm so angry! How dare you say it twice?!
Liang Siyu narrowed her eyes dangerously: "How about I ask the kitchen to add some spiciness to it?"

Park Guochang smiled and nodded. "Then I'll trouble you. But I don't think your chili will meet my standards. Our Koria chili is very spicy, and I'm used to that level of spiciness."

"Just wait for me!"

Liang Siyu roared inwardly, but with a smile on her face, she picked up the plate of twice-cooked pork and strode towards the kitchen.

Liang Bo saw his daughter coming back with the dishes and frowned as he asked, "What's wrong? Not to your liking?"

Liang Siyu said angrily: "Old man, there is a foreigner who complains that your cooking is not spicy enough."

Liang Bo looked up and saw Park Guochang waving to him with a smile.

Liang Bo smiled, then turned around and asked his daughter with a gloomy face, "How are you doing?"

Liang Siyu shook her head: "Little stick."

Liang Bo asked again: "What else did he say?"

"They also said that our Sichuan peppers are not as spicy as those in their country." Liang Bo immediately shouted angrily: "Hit him! Let him wait for me!"

After saying that, he picked up a pot and started working.

The whooshing sound of the exploding flames and the constant clashing of the spatula could not cover up Liang Bo's mumbling.

"It's so spicy that you'll die! It's so spicy that you'll die! It's so spicy that you'll die!"

"puff……"

Wang Fan could hear the boss's mumbling clearly from where he was standing. He couldn't help laughing and thought to himself that this Sichuan guy really had a hot temper.

However, Wang Fan was very much looking forward to the chef's cooking skills.

Although his dish had not been served yet, he had a keen nose and could smell the aroma emanating from the dishes on other tables. It was a very authentic stir-fry.

Moreover, in this kind of small restaurant, because the kitchen is close to the diners, it only takes 20 steps at most to serve the dishes, and you can clearly see the translucent mist slowly floating above the dishes.

Soon Liang Siyu brought the re-fried twice-cooked pork to the foreigners' table, and Wang Fan watched his reaction with interest.

He has done special research on chili peppers. The hottest chili pepper in Correa should be the F1 large red dry chili pepper, which has a spiciness of 12000 Scoville, which is a level 6 in spiciness.

Authentic Sichuan cuisine focuses on the aroma and color of peppers, with taste being secondary. Therefore, pickled peppers, Erjingtiao peppers, Shizhu red peppers and other peppers are often used. They are fragrant but not spicy. However, this does not mean that there are no particularly spicy peppers in Sichuan.

The spiciest seven-star pepper can reach a spiciness of 50000-100000 scoville. Looking at the boss's state and the spicy smell he just smelled, Wang Fan knew that the boss had added seven-star pepper to his meal.

However, the boss did not add too much. The spicy flavor of the seven-star pepper was mellow and rich. Wang Fan only smelled a hint of it, but he felt that this hint was probably enough to teach the Koria man a lesson, so that he would remember in the future not to say that the food was not spicy enough when he went to a Sichuan restaurant.

Because you don’t know whether the boss has pressed the seven-star peppers!
"cough……"

As soon as the dishes were served, Park Guochang couldn't help coughing, obviously choking on the spicy taste of the chili peppers, but he still said stubbornly, "I have a cold recently."

Liang Siyu sneered in her heart and didn't answer him, but kindly reminded him: "This dish is quite spicy, please eat slowly, or I'll get you a bottle of yogurt?"

"No need, just some chili peppers, take it."

Park Guk-chang looked indifferent, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Wang Fan was quite tall, and he could see the dish even when he sat up straight. Twice-cooked pork is one of the representative dishes of Sichuan cuisine. He looked at the dish on the table curiously.

authentic!

When Wang Fan saw the dishes on the table and the piece of curly meat picked up by Park Guochang, his eyes lit up.

The dishes on the table are bright red, glossy and hot. The colors of the green peppers, chili peppers and garlic sprouts complement each other, making people salivate at the first sight.

The meat slices are fat and lean, continuous and slightly curled, which looks very visually penetrating.

This is what Sichuan cuisine should be like!

But the only regret is that this dish was a little overcooked, and the garlic sprouts on the chopsticks seemed a little limp.

However, this cannot be blamed on the chef's poor skills. It is mainly because the dish was put back into the pot and heated twice. The authentic ones are all boiled first and then stir-fried in one pot.

At this point he finally regained his anticipation for Sichuan cuisine.

But at this time, Park Guochang felt extremely uncomfortable.

Although there are not many seven-star peppers, it is spicy enough to make people who cannot tolerate spicy food blush and cry.

Park Guk-chang felt that his ability to eat spicy food was entirely due to the characteristics of Sichuan cuisine, which led him to misunderstand himself.

Liang Siyu looked at Park Guochang who was calling for his mother because of the spicy food, and she felt so happy that she couldn't describe it. However, the little girl was kind after all, so she turned around and took out a bottle of yogurt from the freezer and put it on the table.

Park Guochang quickly opened the package and drank it in big gulps. The cool yogurt was full of flavor, and the sour and sweet taste quickly neutralized the spiciness of the chili. He felt like he was alive again.

But I couldn't eat this dish at all, so I paid the bill and walked out the door.

Liang Siyu wrinkled her nose and snorted complacently, then ran back to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Wang Fan finally got to eat the mapo tofu he had been longing for.

In Wang Fan's opinion, if he had to choose a dish to represent Sichuan cuisine, he thinks it must be Mapo Tofu. Of course, this is his personal understanding, and he has no idea what others think.

All the requirements of this dish perfectly match the flavor characteristics of Sichuan cuisine, and it is also the most widely spread Sichuan dish.

As for those Sichuan dishes that are said to be authentic and top-quality Sichuan cuisine and that most people cannot afford, Wang Fan feels that they cannot represent Sichuan cuisine at all.

Sichuan is a province that loves and enjoys eating chili peppers. This is the result of the dual influence of historical inheritance and unique geographical structure. Several so-called top dishes have become out of touch with the masses. How can they represent the real Sichuan cuisine?
Sichuan Province belongs to all Sichuanese people, and Sichuan cuisine belongs to all Sichuanese people. Only dishes that are liked and loved by the masses can truly represent a cuisine, a city and a province.

Mapo Tofu undoubtedly meets these requirements.

Numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, tender, tight and hot, the Mapo Tofu on the table undoubtedly meets these seven requirements.

This portion of Mapo Tofu is not served on a plate, but in a small casserole with a wooden plate underneath. As soon as your fingers get close to it, you can feel the amazing heat from the casserole.

Looking inside the casserole, the thick red sauce tightly wraps the white and tender tofu, and the curling hot steam exudes a fragrant and delicious flavor.

A layer of brown pepper powder is spread on the top, with finely chopped green garlic sprouts and white tofu tightly attached together, and the yellow pickled ginger pieces are also showing themselves off.

Add to that the brown-red beef sauce with a burnt aroma and the thick bean paste, and Wang Fan knows without even trying it that this must be an extremely delicious Mapo Tofu.

Wang Fan picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful. This dish must be scooped up with a spoon and eaten with the soup and tofu, so that you can feel the unique spicy and fresh flavor.

As the tofu enters your mouth, the rich aroma of pepper and numbing quickly fills your mouth, and the aroma of chili is not to be outdone, but the most intense taste is the refreshing smell of garlic sprouts and pickled ginger.

The unique three-step thickening makes the surface of the tofu very smooth and delicious. Just a light bite and the white and tender tofu melts in your mouth.

There is not the slightest bean smell in the tofu. The freshness of the beef, the aroma of the peppercorns and chili peppers, the spicy aroma of the pickled ginger, and the slightly salty taste all prove that it is a very authentic Mapo Tofu.

This is how this dish should taste!
"call!"

Exhaling a stream of hot air and feeling the numbness in his mouth, Wang Fan couldn't help but utter a word.

"Cool!"

(End of this chapter)