Chapter 285: Braised Shark Fin

Qin Huai and Qin Luo, the brother and sister, sat at the dining table holding chopsticks very cautiously.

Didn't dare to move their chopsticks.

Afraid that if they moved their chopsticks, they would wolf down the food and sweep away the remnants, appearing very impolite.

The two didn't even dare to pick up their chopsticks, cautiously drinking drinks.

No one else moved their chopsticks either; Cao Guixiang hadn't taken her seat yet, she was taking off her apron.

Cao Guixiang came back after taking off her apron, and seeing that everyone was just staring at the dishes and not picking up their chopsticks, she sat down with a smile: "What are you staring at, eat."

"Yunyun and Qingqing still have to take a nap after eating, and have classes in the afternoon. Don't delay the time; Xiao Qin, Did Luo Luo, you two don't be cautious either, just pick whatever you want to eat."

Hearing Cao Guixiang say this, Qin Luo didn't have any hesitation, stretched out her chopsticks and picked up a piece of firewood duck.

Swallowed it in one bite.

"Woo woo woo woo!" Qin Luo exaggeratedly opened her eyes to the maximum, while dancing and gesturing as if she had returned to her ancestors, pointing at her mouth, gesturing some things that couldn't be understood at all, wishing she could jump up and dance a waltz for Qin Huai.

If she knew how.

Qin Huai understood.

Qin Luo was saying: Brother, delicious, this is super delicious, you eat quickly, it's really too delicious!

What Qin Huai wanted to eat was braised shark fin.

Cao Guixiang used the largest plate on the table to hold the braised shark fin; the shark fin was soaked in the middle, and the plate was full of golden soup. To say something unpromising, Qin Huai felt that if the braised shark fin was poured on rice, and the rice was also poured into golden color, mixed well, and taken a bite.

Sss—

Rice could also be considered to have brought honor to his ancestors.

Qin Huai was still thinking this way, when Zhang Zhiyun had already done so, directly standing up and scooping it up spoonful by spoonful, giving the braised shark fin a feeling of fish soup mixed with rice.

Seeing Qin Huai staring at Zhang Zhiyun, Zhang Chu asked with a smile: "Xiao Qin, do you want to have some poured on the rice too? Give me the bowl, I'll help you scoop it."

"Although braised shark fin doesn't seem to be eaten this way, a bit wasteful, but Yunyun has loved eating it this way since he was a child. Don't say, it's quite fragrant, you try it too."

Qin Huai handed over the bowl, and Qin Luo, seeing this, didn't want to be outdone, also handed over her bowl and said sweetly: "Thank you, Grandpa Zhang!"

Then she said to Cao Guixiang in a sweeter, louder, and more exaggerated tone: "Grandma, the dishes you make are really too delicious, much more delicious than what my brother makes!"

Qin Huai:?

Did Luo Luo, are you betraying so quickly?

Zhang Zhiyun said proudly: "I said so, my grandmother might not be as good as your brother at making large Tangyuan, but my grandmother's cooking is definitely the most delicious in the world!"

After speaking, Zhang Zhiyun proudly stuffed a large mouthful of braised shark fin mixed with rice into his mouth.

Zhang Chu was afraid that Qin Huai wouldn't be used to eating it, so he didn't pour too much soup on him, but picked up two chopsticks of shark fin.

The whole piece of shark fin was soaked in the soup, dyed with the same golden color as the soup. The shark fin itself was very translucent; when it was on the plate, it was a long strip curled up, and it could be broken with a gentle clip of chopsticks, which was enough to prove how soft and smooth the fin meat and fin needles were stewed.

Qin Huai took the bowl, and without any hesitation, picked up a large piece of shark fin and sent it into his mouth.

Really tasting the flavor, Qin Huai understood why Zhang Chu said that Zhang Zhiyun's way of soaking rice with shark fin was wasteful.

Rice and braised shark fin mixed together could also be considered to have risen in grade and touched porcelain a bit.

The shark fin of the braised shark fin had the thin edges trimmed; the whole shark fin could be stewed so soft and rotten, which showed that this portion of shark fin had been stewed for at least 6 hours or more. In the kitchen, Cao Guixiang said that braised shark fin was stewed from the middle of last night, which was at least 9~10 hours.

And the one stewing the shark fin was a special high soup that was more mellow and fragrant than the high soup Qin Huai tasted in the kitchen.

The freshness of the whole chicken, whole duck, pork knuckle, dried scallops, and Jinhua ham in this high soup was almost overflowing.

Not to mention that shark fin is rich in collagen; such a long stewing time would fully stew the collagen into the soup, making the soup thicker. And the long stewing time could make the shark fin very soft and rotten; the fin tendons arranged in the meat could provide a very rich texture for the shark fin, and the long stewing time could make it taste like gelatin.

And now, the braised shark fin Qin Huai ate was wrapped in a thick layer of soup, and the shark fin and soup complemented each other.

There was not only a wonderful experience in taste, but also a unique place in texture.

Qin Huai had eaten dishes with freshness stewed by high soup in Suzhou, and Three-Set Duck was also one of the best, but compared with the braised shark fin now, Three-Set Duck was obviously a bit…

It can only be said that these two dishes were not on the same track.

Braised shark fin was the richness in taste, the richness in texture, and the word "luxury" was written on the dish from the moment it was served on the table.

The moment the dish entered the mouth, the delicious taste and the rich taste swept through the whole mouth together.

Such a delicacy was used to mix rice.

It can only be said that it's good to have a grandmother.

After eating the two pieces of braised shark fin that Zhang Chu picked for him, Qin Huai closed his mouth and savored it for a long time before looking at the other dishes on the table.

Qin Huai didn't eat other dishes first, but looked at Cao Guixiang and asked: "Master Cao, I want to ask how braised shark fin should be eaten?"

Zhang Chiyuan and Zhang Siyu's movements of eating oyster sauce abalone paused together, the brother and sister looked at each other, their eyes full of questions: Doesn't braised shark fin just eat like that, how else can it be eaten.

Cao Guixiang asked very happily: "Xiao Qin, do you feel that something is missing by eating like this?"

"Feel like something is missing." Qin Huai said uncertainly, "The taste is really great; I have never eaten such a delicious dish, but after eating it, I always feel something is missing."

As soon as this remark came out, question marks began to appear on Zhang Chu's head.

Zhang Zhiyun asked Qin Luo in a low voice: "Does your brother not like eating shark fin? What else can be missing from such a delicious dish? My grandmother doesn't usually make this dish, and didn't make it during the New Year this year."

Qin Luo also thought so, but she had to maintain her brother's face: "My brother must have his reasons for asking this."

"It is missing something; it is missing warm yellow wine." Cao Guixiang smiled, "Braised shark fin is the first big dish of the swallow-fin banquet; the best way to taste this dish is to pair it with wine."

"The swallow-fin banquet will serve six side dishes before serving the dishes; before eating the banquet, drink two taels of yellow wine with the side dishes, and then serve the braised shark fin; eating it won't make you feel that the taste of braised shark fin is too mellow, but will feel that the aftertaste is long."

"Actually, there are side dishes today, braised duck liver is one. Even if you don't drink, eat the side dishes first, and then eat the braised shark fin, the taste will be better."

"But eating at home doesn't need to be so particular; if you really follow the specifications of the swallow-fin banquet, the dishes have to be served one by one, and you have to rinse your mouth and rinse the taste between each dish."

"If you do this, the complete swallow-fin banquet has to be, it has been eaten like this from small to large."

Hearing Cao Guixiang say this, Zhang Zhiyun, who was burying his head in dry rice, raised his head and showed a longing expression: "Grandma, when can our family eat a meal of that what-what banquet you just mentioned?"

It could be seen that Zhang Zhiyun didn't even remember what the swallow-fin banquet was called; he just remembered that there were many dishes and it was delicious.

Hearing his son say this, Zhang Chiyuan quickly scolded: "Didn't you hear your grandmother say that the banquet dishes are many and tiring? You child are really sensible."

Zhang Chiyuan didn't remember either.

Cao Guixiang said with a smile: "Not tiring; when Yunyun gets into a famous university and the admission notice is sent home, Grandma will make you a complete swallow-fin banquet."

After speaking, Cao Guixiang looked at Chang Qingqing: "Qingqing is the same."

Zhang Zhiyun & Chang Qingqing:!

Qin Luo heard that there was such a good thing, and was so excited that she wished she could recognize Cao Guixiang as her own grandmother on the spot, looking at Qin Huai. Qin Huai: …

Your Zhang family's persuasion to study… is so effective.

"Don't think about it." Qin Huai looked at his sister with a fake smile, "Your brother I won't make it."

And with Qin Luo's grades, unless their old Qin family's ancestral grave smoked, don't think about key universities.

If Qin Luo didn't go to an international high school, she could get into an ordinary undergraduate course, even if it was the worst second-tier university, Zhao Rong would have to go to the temple to return the wish and thank the gods for their blessing.

Qin Luo: qaq

Qin Huai picked up a chopstick of arrowhead for Qin Luo: "Eat some vegetables."

Today, this table of high soup dishes had explosive calories; the child was at the age of growing body, so she had to eat some vegetables to balance nutrition.

Qin Luo stuffed the arrowhead into her mouth reluctantly, chewed twice, and showed a surprised expression again: "Brother, this arrowhead is also delicious; can you learn how to make it!"

Qin Huai:? Do you treat your brother I as a god?

It is no exaggeration to say that every dish on this table today, except for the white rice, was not lower than A-grade.

The white rice of him, Qin Luo, and Zhang Zhiyun was also mixed with the soup of braised shark fin; it was hard to say what grade this white rice was.

Did Luo Luo, do you know what this meal represents today?

Every dish on this table today could be on the New Year's big issue of "Zhiwei," enough for Xu Cheng to write for several years.

Thinking of this, Qin Huai suddenly felt that his Guo'er wasn't very valuable.

Sure enough, experts are among the people; the Middle Kingdom is so big, a small Qiu County is so full of hidden talent; Qin Huai didn't dare to think about how many low-key retired masters were hidden in other places.

Otherwise, why say the gossip group in the village is the strongest intelligence group?

Without the old branch secretary's bridge-building, Qin Huai wouldn't be able to know Zhang Chu and Cao Guixiang.

Must make more snacks for the old branch secretary next year; maybe he can introduce more next year.

A hearty lunch was finished, and everyone was so full that they hiccuped, the dishes reached their throats, and they lay on the chairs unable to move.

Qin Luo lay down and asked Zhang Zhiyun and Chang Qingqing in a low voice: "Why are you the same as me?"

Your grandmother/maternal grandmother is so awesome, why are you as inexperienced as me.

Zhang Zhiyun first tentatively opened his mouth, so as not to have the dishes jump out when he spoke, and then said slowly: "Can that be the same?"

"Usually Qingqing and I can't eat such good food either."

"My grandmother doesn't necessarily make braised shark fin once a year; the dishes my grandmother made for my 10th birthday weren't as sumptuous as today."

Zhang Zhiyun was almost sad for himself, looking at Qin Huai with eyes full of jealousy, eyes full of "My grandmother actually loves you more than she loves me, her grandson."

Cao Guixiang: …

Eldest grandson, you don't understand, this is the way our Tan family cuisine cheats people.

If you don't make all the signature dishes, you can't cheat people.

Cao Guixiang got up: "Alright, Yunyun and Qingqing ate so much today, they shouldn't be able to sleep at noon, go watch TV, don't sit here and delay your grandfather from cleaning up the dishes."

Zhang Chu and his son and daughter's family started to clean up, and Qin Huai also wanted to help, but was called aside by Cao Guixiang.

"Xiao Qin, I picked a few kitchen knives for you; come and try the feel, and see which one feels better." Cao Guixiang led Qin Huai to the room.

"Feel?" Qin Huai didn't quite understand, "Master Cao, I actually have a set of kitchen knives; a friend gave me a set that is quite expensive."

Qin Huai hadn't used the set of kitchen knives Gong Liang gave him much, and he had entrusted Chen Huihong to bring them back to Shan City before the New Year.

Qin Huai knew that there could be a big gap in price for kitchen knives; some famous chefs' kitchen knives were customized by special people, and some chefs just liked a certain brand of kitchen knives.

But feel, this was the first time Qin Huai heard of it.

"It's feeling." Cao Guixiang walked into a small room; this was a utility room, and she took out 6 kitchen knives from inside.

"This room was Qingqing's before; Qingqing and Yunyun were both raised by me when they were young; later, when they went to school, my old Zhang and I couldn't tutor the children's studies, so we sent them back to live with their parents."

"For beginners, the feeling of kitchenware is very important; I believe you should also have very handy molds and accustomed rolling pins."

Qin Huai nodded.

"Kitchen knives are the same; wait until your level is practiced to a certain point, and you can choose the kitchen knife you like more according to the performance of the kitchen knife. But when you are just a beginner, and even the best kitchen knife is about the same to you, the feeling is very important."

"Too expensive and too sharp kitchen knives might not be suitable for you yet; these 6 kitchen knives are very ordinary kitchen knives; I picked them in the market these two days

Qin Huai, not quite understanding, picked up every kitchen knife to hold them and test their feel.

He couldn't tell.

He felt they were all about the same; there was no sense of a protagonist touching their destined magical artifact and resonating with it.

"They feel... all the same," Qin Huai said softly.

"It's right that they feel the same. I'm asking you to test if there are any knives that feel particularly uncomfortable to hold," Cao Guixiang said. "I asked Old Zhang to make you six cutting boards, but the wood he ordered hasn't arrived yet; it will take two days."

"He told me while eating just now that the timber merchant sent the wrong wood and it needs to be reshipped."

"You use my cutting board to chop vegetables first. Once you've practiced the details and there are no problems, and I can rest assured letting you take online classes in Shancheng, then you can use those six cutting boards."

"By then, every time you chop a cutting board to pieces, you will clearly feel a qualitative leap in your knife skills."

Although Qin Huai had only just picked up the kitchen knife, he was already starting to look forward to it.

Looking forward to his knife skills staging a comeback, charging toward master level, and reaching the pinnacle of his life.

"Master Cao, what should we practice first?" Qin Huai asked excitedly.

"Cutting radishes, white radishes," Cao Guixiang said. "When you were in the kitchen just now, you should have seen the white radishes on the vegetable rack, right?"

Qin Huai nodded. He had noticed them. When he looked at the vegetable rack, he was even wondering why there were so many white radishes. They were stacked across four full layers of the vegetable rack; if one didn't know better, they would think it was a supermarket shelf.

At the time, he was even sighing that the Zhang family must love eating white radishes far too much.

"Those radishes were all bought by me this morning, and they are also what you need to finish cutting this afternoon."

Qin Huai: (((o(*▽*)o)))

Cao Guixiang revealed a meaningful smile: "In the days to come, you might have to cut a lot of white radishes."

(End of chapter)