The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 172 The Strange Rice
Shortly after the two entered the kitchen, Yang Xingze came out of the room. Seeing the three people sitting in the living room and the two busy in the kitchen, he blinked and said, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to trouble you like this?"

"It's nothing," Qin Lang shook his head. "How is your mother?"

"It's pretty much the same as before." Yang Xingze sighed. "I told her about your visit, and she asked me to say welcome to you, but she's not in a good position to see guests right now."

"I understand." Qin Lang nodded, looked at Yang Xingze and pondered for a moment before speaking, "Chi Yu just told us why you want to learn to cook."

"But I'm still curious, why did you think of cooking a meal for your aunt? Perhaps you could try a different approach?"

“No, I really want to cook a meal for my mom myself.” Yang Xingze’s eyes were firm. “Before, every time my mom cooked, I thought cooking was an easy thing, until the day my mom fell ill.”

"I looked at her lying in bed and wanted to cook her a meal like she used to cook for me, but cooking, which I had watched countless times before and thought would be easy, turned out to be so difficult."

At this point, Yang Xingze couldn't help but clench his fists, "That's why I want to learn how to cook and experience the hardships of cooking firsthand."

Qin Lang's expression turned strange.

Is it possible that you find cooking difficult not only because it's challenging, but also because you lack natural talent?
However, it must be said that after Yang Xingze explained, he more or less understood the other party's good intentions.

"This is my address." Qin Lang took out a pen and paper and wrote down his hotel address. "I should be here until the competition ends."

"Come find me when you have time, and I'll see if I can teach you a skill."

It was just a small favor; I hope it helped them.

"Really?!" Yang Xingze couldn't help but widen his eyes, revealing an excited expression, and stepped forward to tightly grasp Qin Lang's hands.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much!"

Although he didn't get to taste Qin Lang's fried rice, he watched Qin Lang from below the stage.

That's the kind of culinary skill that would earn praise from the chief judge, Mr. Li Yuan.

If I could get his guidance…

My cooking skills will definitely improve!
"You really hit the jackpot!" Yu Zaozao said with a smile, vividly recounting Qin Lang's achievements in Bailushan City.

After learning that Qin Lang had easily made the food of more than a dozen spirit chefs even more delicious, even Chi Yu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Are the friends that Xingze knows really that good at cooking?
As they were talking, Cao Dongdong strode out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of food. "Jade Crystal Jelly, it's ready!"

"It's jade crystal jelly made by Zhao Qian, everyone go and try it." Qin Lang stood up with a smile, "But Dongdong, why are you serving dishes now?"

"Waiting for the dough to rise." Cao Dongdong shrugged miserably. "Someone thought I was in the way in the kitchen, so they sent me to serve dishes."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang chuckled.

On the other side, Yu Zaozao couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks, take a piece of jade crystal jelly, and put it in her mouth. Then her eyes lit up. "What a rich cabbage flavor! This is the first time I've ever eaten cabbage like this."

"Did Zhao Qian make this? Her cooking skills are amazing." After tasting it, Chi Yu couldn't help but give it a thumbs up.

Yang Xingze tasted a piece, then silently picked up a separate plate and placed two pieces on it.

Seeing the other person's subtle actions, Qin Lang smiled slightly.

Following that, the other dishes that Zhao Qian had prepared were served one after another.

The last dish was served personally by Zhao Qian. "A thousand flavors of lamb, everyone please have a taste!"

Have you finally arrived?
A hint of anticipation appeared in Qin Lang's eyes.

Although the previous dishes were also delicious, they were all dishes that Zhao Qian had made for Qin Lang and Cao Dongdong before, so they lacked a sense of surprise.

This dish, "A Thousand Flavors of Lamb," is the original dish of Bubu's cuisine, and Zhao Qian had never made it for them to try before.

Picking up a slice of mutton about two millimeters thick, Qin Lang first brought it to his nose and sniffed it.

The aroma is rich and full of mutton, with a faint gamey smell, but there are no other smells.

Judging from its appearance and smell, this dish looks like lamb that has been boiled in water, sliced ​​and served.

However, Zhao Qian won over the four food judges with this dish.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang stuffed the mutton into his mouth without hesitation.

As you chew, the various flavors hidden within the mutton burst forth instantly. The fresh taste of mushrooms and the sweet taste of fruit, mixed with the unique umami of the mutton itself, fill your mouth. Even the faint muttony smell becomes the most exquisite embellishment at this moment.

Qin Lang's eyes widened in surprise.

Making a similar taste wouldn't be difficult for him.

But to completely conceal these flavors until they burst forth the moment they enter the mouth is something Qin Lang knew even he couldn't do.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but give Zhao Qian a thumbs up.

He had to admit that the dish was truly amazing.

"How did they do that?" Cao Dongdong exclaimed in surprise. "They can even hide the taste?"

"Actually, I used a rather clever method," Zhao Qian explained with a smile. "On the surface of the mutton, I covered it with a very thin layer of special gelatin made from mutton broth. This gelatin itself has a very pure mutton flavor and at the same time has the ability to prevent the internal flavor from spreading."

"This gelatinous substance melts instantly in the mouth, not only allowing the locked-in flavors to burst forth, bringing users a stronger taste impact and a sense of surprise, but also making the lamb more juicy."

Upon hearing Zhao Qian's words, Qin Lang picked up another piece of mutton.

He examined the mutton closely under the light and finally saw a thin, almost imperceptible film of gelatin on its surface.

"So that's how it is." Qin Lang looked enlightened. "I've learned something new."

"I'm nowhere near as good at this as you are," Zhao Qian said with a smile, pointing to the kitchen. "Chef Qin, it's your turn to step in."

"Okay." Qin Lang chuckled and got up to go into the kitchen.

When Zhao Qian came out of the kitchen, she had already tidied it up a bit, and it wasn't too messy. Soon, Qin Lang found the rice cooker, which was already in the keep-warm mode, in a corner of the kitchen.

Upon opening the rice cooker, a wave of steam carrying a rich aroma of rice wafted out, causing Qin Lang's expression to freeze slightly.

Has Zhao Qian's cooking skills improved?
He found a pair of chopsticks, picked up a little bit and put it in his mouth, and then his expression instantly became interesting.

Something's wrong...

The quality of this rice is off!
(End of this chapter)