Chapter 32 Not a Bad Son

Xu Qing thought for a moment, "Mr. Chang, is his name Chang Lin?"

"You kid actually knows Mr. Chang."

The strong man asked in surprise.

Xu Qing thought to himself, it seems that Chang Lin has become the head of the Governor's Office, the situation is a bit bad.

Xu Qing said with disdain, "Looking at your fawning looks, I thought he was some big shot. He's just a cook, but you respectfully call him Mr. Chang and help him deceive his superiors and subordinates. If the governor gets tired of his cooking in a few days and kicks him out of the governor's mansion, you will have no choice but to follow him out."

When the sturdy man heard this, he immediately sneered, "You ignorant boy! Mr. Chang is a top-grade chef, and he was selected by the Governor from thousands of chefs from all over Sichuan. Over the years, the Governor has only trusted Mr. Chang more and more. How could he be tired of his cooking? Only an ignorant boy like you would think so."

Xu Qing snorted, "I am ignorant? I'm afraid you are the ones who are ignorant. Let's not talk about others first, I am better than him."

Xu Qing had no idea who was better between him and Chang Lin in terms of skills, but he was sure that he could beat Chang Lin in one thing, which was his perception and understanding of the diners' feelings.

Although he couldn't put all his heart into it and let his heart convey to the diners, but after these days of training, he could understand the diners' intentions.

What are the diners expecting and what do they want to eat? These things that used to be vague gradually revealed themselves to him through frequent contacts with different people in these days.

Coupled with his extremely keen five senses, he can even tell a person's preferences from his subtle movements.

This is something that Chang Lin, or rather the group of chefs in the dark cuisine world, are unwilling to understand.

"you?"

The strong men were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing so hard that tears came out of the corners of their eyes.

"You haven't even grown all your hair yet, yet you claim to be better than Mr. Chang..."

"Boy, Mr. Chang has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. If you want to be better than Mr. Chang, go back and practice for a few more decades."

Xu Qing said: "If you don't believe me, just try the food I cook and you will know."

Seeing Xu Qing's confident expression, and smelling the tempting fragrance in the air when they arrived, they couldn't help but feel curious and agreed immediately.

"Okay, then you can try making a dish."

Xu Qing rummaged through the vegetable basket. There were only half a wilted potato and carrot left in it. There was only a little flour left, but there was still some seasoning left.

He only had a limited supply of breakfast every day, and he would cook until it was finished, and he didn't dare to buy more ingredients. Once he bought too much, and the people who came to eat breakfast saw that there were still some ingredients left, so they insisted that he finish cooking all the ingredients before letting him go.

Xu Qing was afraid of them, and from then on he only bought enough for the day.

I didn't expect to have any unexpected guests over today, and the remaining ingredients are obviously not enough to make a dish.

Xu Qing glanced at the people standing by and said, "We don't have enough ingredients. I need to buy some."

The sturdy man also saw that there was not much material, but he didn't care.

Seeing Xu Qing in trouble, the others couldn't help but taunt him, "Boy, didn't you say you were more powerful than Mr. Chang? Then why don't you do it? Are you afraid?"

One of them rolled his eyes and said cleverly, "Brother, I think this kid is thinking of something bad and is trying to escape while we're out buying vegetables. There are a lot of people in the vegetable market, and it will be hard to catch him if he escapes."

That makes sense!

The sturdy man looked at the younger brother with admiration. He didn't expect that you still have such a smart brain.

"That's right. Boy, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible and cook your dishes peacefully. Our patience is limited."

The strong man issued an ultimatum.

Xu Qing looked at them speechlessly, finally understanding what it meant to judge a gentleman by one's own meanness. But judging from their attitude, they probably wouldn't give him a chance to buy food.

What should I do with this little material left?
Xu Qing closed his eyes, and countless recipes flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.

Oh, by the way, there is such a dish!

A famous dish from Shanxi, not rotten.

The original name of Bulanzi was Banzi. Because in Shanxi dialect, the word "Ban" is usually split into two sounds, over time it became Bulanzi.

There is another nickname for "Bulanzi" - "Kulei".

Originally, rotten rice was a food used by poor families to fill their stomachs during the transition from spring to summer and when there was a shortage of food. People often mixed wild vegetables such as elm seeds, locust flowers, and sweet potato leaves with rice flour, or even rice bran or wheat bran, and steamed them to fill their stomachs.

Because the ingredients of bulanzi are simple and the production process is crude, and it was originally a food used by poor families to fill their stomachs, it has the name of "Kulei".

Xu Qing looked up and saw a locust tree not far away. The tree was covered with clusters of small white flowers. The breeze brought bursts of elegant fragrance.

Xu Qing quickly climbed up the tree and picked a small handful of locust flowers. He first put the flowers into water, added salt and soaked them for a while, then washed them clean and took them out for later use.

Then he peeled the potatoes and carrots and cut them into thin strips with a knife.

Then add the locust flowers and then pour in the flour. Spread the flour evenly on the ingredients. All the ingredients must be distinct particles and cannot stick together.

Then put the mixed rice into the pot and steam it until cooked.

In another pot, pour in oil, add onion, ginger, garlic, chili and other seasonings to stir-fry until fragrant, then pour the steamed radish into the pot and stir-fry evenly to allow the radish to fully absorb the aroma of the seasoning. Finally, add salt to taste and it is ready to be served.

The aroma of cooking had already made the waiting people salivate and swallow their saliva hard.

When Xu Qing put the dishes on the plates, several people gathered around involuntarily and looked at them carefully.

This sight immediately disappointed several people.

Not only was the color of the dishes in front of them ugly, but the flour was also stuck together with the vegetables, which made the people who were enjoying a delicious meal in the Governor's Mansion lose their appetite.

The sturdy man grabbed Xu Qing by the collar, spitting on his face, "Boy, is this the only thing you can use to fool us?"

Xu Qing said calmly: "You will know after you have tasted it."

"If you throw this kind of thing to a dog, the dog will hate it! You actually let us taste it?"

"Brother, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, he is obviously teasing us on purpose!"

"Yes! Beat him!"

The younger brothers were shouting, and the strong man was also furious, with veins bulging on his neck.

Xu Qing was quick with his hands and eyes. He quickly scooped up a spoonful of the shrimp and passed it under the strong man's nose.

The refreshing fragrance rushes into the nasal cavity, bringing a natural and original breath. The carefully seasoned rice dumplings also have a unique mellow aroma.

The sturdy man swallowed involuntarily and looked at Xu Qing hesitantly.

Xu Qing said again: "You will know after you have tasted it."

The sturdy man slowly loosened his collar, took the spoon from his hand, and put the spoonful of meat into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)