Chapter 722 717. Magical Ingredients

"Master Xu, it turns out that your Sichuan cuisine skills are top-notch. We've known each other for such a long time, but you're really good at hiding it."

"Master Wang, the truth is revealed in the ordinary. You must protect your hands, for they are the hands that can touch gold."

"Master Lin, you gave us such a big surprise on our first meeting. This goose is absolutely amazing. I would like to call you the Goose King."

Chu Jie raised his glass to toast again and again, praising the three chefs one by one.

In the past two years, Chu Jie has finally become capable of taking charge of things on his own. He has transformed from an I to an E, and he is very good at coaxing the old man.

The three chefs were all smiling and drinking their wine glasses.

Then I discovered that Master Lin would talk more after drinking, and even act very Versailles, which was unusual for him.

"No, no, I really don't deserve to be the Goose King. My skill in cooking geese is just average, it's mainly because geese are good. In fact, what I'm best at is cooking chickens, but it's a pity that you don't raise chickens here. If there were chickens as good as these geese... tsk tsk~~"

The implication is that he can perform better with good materials.

Yes, Cantonese chefs should be good at cooking chicken dishes.

It is well known throughout the country that Guangdong people love to eat, especially chicken.

Even the bosses in Guangdong have to drive dozens or hundreds of kilometers, over mountains and across hills to find a farm in Shankala to eat some free-range chicken.

Hearing that Master Lin wanted good chickens, Luo's father got excited, "Although we don't raise chickens here, I know where to find good chickens. Good ones are the best!"

Although I don't understand what "not allowed to go" means, I can understand it by looking at the context.

Master Lin asked curiously, "How good is it?"

"Very good!" Luo's father slapped his thigh, and Kuku told him, "Old Zhou brought two at the beginning of the year. The chickens were big, weighing about 7 or 8 kilograms each, and they were so strong that I could hardly hold them down when I killed them. The meat was very firm and chewy, and had a fruity aroma. It tasted great even when boiled in plain water."

Master Lin was amused after hearing this. "How can there be a chicken with a fruity aroma? Is it still a chicken?"

Seeing that Master Lin didn't believe him, Luo's father got even more excited, "How could it be? It's true. The chicken not only has a fruity aroma, but also has many magical things. I heard from Lao Zhou that the chicken is raised by a family in Lueyang. He is very good at raising chickens. His chickens can fly, swim, and catch fish. It's magical."

The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes.

Master Lin didn't believe it even more and thought that Mr. Luo was just drunk and bragging.

But Luo Yihang replied, "It's all true."

"Hmm?" Luo Yihang asked. Master Lin had to believe it, but he became even more curious. "Why is that?"

Luo Yihang, who had known about it, smiled and said, "It's not magical at all, Lueyang, do you know?"

Master Lin shook his head.

Master Wang knows, "It's a county in the northwest, it's full of mountains, and it's in the valley."

"Yes, Lueyang extends into the southwest side of the Qinling Mountains. The chicken farmer is in Meixueai, which means it's in the mountains, and the altitude is very high. He raised chickens on the mountain. There was no human habitation within a radius of dozens of miles, so he just let the chickens run wild."

"As for the fruity aroma, it's even simpler. The flavor of poultry meat is affected by their diet. The chickens run all over the mountains. The mountains where the chickens are kept are full of hazelnuts, large tracts of wild grapes and raspberries. There are also many wild peaches growing by the mountain streams. The chickens there eat these all day long, so naturally they have a fruity aroma."

After hearing this, Master Lin understood that the meat of a half-pheasant that was raised on wild grapes, raspberries, wild peaches and hazelnuts must be of very good quality.

"Wild grapes and raspberries are both good things. They are both fruits and medicines. They are very expensive in Guangdong, not to mention that they are wild. They are fed to the chickens in vain..." Master Lin felt a little distressed.

Luo Shaoan: "Can this thing be sold for money?"

Luo's father: "There are so many of them on the mountain. Why spend money? Just pick them."

Li Yongyun: "It's not tasty, it pricks your fingers."

They didn't think the wild fruits from the mountains could be sold for money, and they even looked down on them.

Xiao Zhao took out his phone and searched it, then held it up for everyone to see. The cheapest ones were 20 or 30 yuan per pound, and the more expensive ones were 50 or 60 yuan.

The fruits in the photo are indeed wild fruits from the mountains.

"It's really worth a lot of money. And it's so expensive. How about we pick some too..." Luo's mother's greed just started, but she immediately put it out by herself, "Forget it, forget it, it's too troublesome, the small fruits are not easy to pick, and they don't sell for much. It takes a long time to collect one pound."

"That's right. They are difficult to pick and preserve. Half of them are damaged during delivery, and the labor cost of traveling across mountains and rivers is not enough." Luo Yihang told the truth.

"What about digesting it locally?" Master Lin still didn't give up.

"It can't be digested locally." Chu Jie added, "Take Lueyang as an example. Lueyang is a county with an area similar to Chaozhou and Dongguan, and one-third larger than Shenzhen. But the population is only a few hundred thousand. 97% of the county is mountainous. The mountains are full of this stuff, which can't be transported or sold. It's already an effective use if it can be eaten by chickens."

The examples Chu Jie cited were all from cities in Guangdong.

Master Lin immediately had an idea in his mind.

Chaozhou and Dongguan are cities with populations of several hundred million, and Shenzhen has a population of nearly 20 million.

Lueyang, which is of similar size, has only a few hundred thousand people.

However, because Lueyang is entirely mountainous, there are few flat areas where people can live.

But there are many good things in the mountains.

Master Lin also understood the richness of resources in the West.

For a cook, this is such a refreshing thing.

Master Lin was so excited that he chased after Luo's father and asked, "Besides chicken, do you know any other good things?"

"That's a lot." Since someone was willing to listen, Luo's father had something to talk about, so he immediately boasted, "Old Zhou also told me that there is a kind of fragrant rice in Xigou Village, Yang County. The rice is sweet and delicious. But it can only be produced there. If you go to other places, it's just ordinary rice. It has to be grown with water from a local cave to have a good fragrance."

"There is also a thing called tree flower vegetable growing in the wild forest of Daba Mountain in Zhenba. After picking it, dry it. When eating it, soak it in warm water and cook it in broth. It will be cooked as soon as it is boiled. After that, eat it cold. It tastes slightly bitter at first, but has a refreshing aftertaste. It is also very nourishing. What is it called, Lao Zhou said, medicine and food have the same origin."

"The bamboo fungus produced in Zhenba is also excellent. Others include the osmanthus fragrans dug from the mountains of Ningqiang and the jelly made from acorns in Yangxian."

"By the way, Yang County also has five-color rice, black, red, yellow, green, and purple. The rice over there is green, it is green when it grows, it has never been dyed, tell me if it is novel or not."

"Actually, Lao Zhou knows a lot more, I just didn't ask for details."

Dad Luo talked about several things in a row, all of which were new, strange, special and rare gadgets, and he was even humble at the end.

It seems that when Lao Zhou and Technician Zhou came over, the two of them talked a lot. Didn't he ask about it in detail? Yes, he did ask a lot.

"The river shrimps Uncle Zhou brought are delicious." Li Yongyun had been listening quietly, but couldn't help but interrupt him at this moment, and emphasized again, "They are very delicious."

"Those are small shrimps raised in fresh spring water. How can they not be delicious?" Luo Ma touched Li Yongyun's head lovingly, and recalled the deliciousness of the small river shrimps. "When will Lao Zhou come again? Let him bring some more."

"I saw he posted on WeChat Moments that he was in Xixiang two days ago, so I asked him whether he could help buy another cow," Luo's father replied.

There are many people in my family and almost a hundred people in the company, so we have to buy cows by the head.

Upon hearing this, Master Xu continued, "The beef in Xixiang is great. Let's get some beef tripe, beef lungs, beef tongue, and beef heart. Xiaolin has the best mountain ginger. Let's order the whole Fuqi Feipian."

"Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin."

Master Lin didn't hear it. He was already immersed in these magical ingredients, fascinated by them.

Master Xu patted him on the shoulder and he came back to his senses.

I didn't care about the ginger at all.

Instead, he asked, "Who is this Mr. Zhou? Can you..."

(End of this chapter)