delicious master

Chapter 7 Lamb
"It's all used up. The mutton can't wait too long. I used up all the mutton when Dongju opened today."

Nodding calmly, Tang Xiaokang seemed to say something trivial.

"Did you really use it all?"

Now it was Wu Da's turn to be confused. Yesterday he got four big pieces of mutton belly. If they add up, they must be at least eighty or ninety catties.

I used up all the mutton soup I made today. It was never so realistic when Mr. Tang made mutton soup in Dongju!
"Try the Cantonese-style mutton soup promised by Boss Wu yesterday?"

He handed the prepared mutton soup to Wu Da who was in front of him. After the other party took it, he looked at the familiar soup in the glass bowl, a little lost in thought.

"I was afraid that the plastic bowl would affect the taste, so I specially picked a glass one, but it doesn't keep warm, so it's better for Boss Wu to drink it while it's hot."

"it is good."

Nodding subconsciously, he lifted the lid of the lunch box, and the meaty smell of mutton immediately rushed to his face, mixed with the scent of chopped green onions, enveloped Wu Da inside, and the bowl of soup seemed to radiate brilliance under the sun.

Taking a deep breath and smelling the familiar fragrance, Wu Da couldn't help showing a smile.

"I haven't smelled this fragrance for a long time."

As he spoke, he picked up the disposable chopsticks handed over by Tang Xiaokang, picked up a piece and tasted it.

After so many years, it was the first time he saw that there was more mutton than soup in mutton soup, but let alone, this little soup master is really real!

Taste the familiar taste of this meat carefully. Although it has been ten years, the taste on the tip of my tongue has awakened the memory deep in my mind at the moment of entrance. Sure enough, I have never forgotten this taste.

While eating, Wu Da couldn't help laughing, delicious food can make people happy.

Why was Wu Da so enthusiastic about the unfamiliar Tang Xiaokang yesterday? Wasn’t the real purpose for him to have a chance to taste the mutton soup in his memory?

"What is it, it smells so good!"

A voice sounded from Tang Xiaokang's side, and he couldn't help but move two steps to the side. A woman in pajamas came to Tang Xiaokang's side at some point, with a bun tied on her head, and looked towards Boss Wu's stall. Looking at the stall with a bowl of mutton soup, he looked curious.

"Xiao Li, why are you here so early today?"

Seemingly getting to know the woman, Wu Da greeted her very familiarly.

"This weekend, the kid at home doesn't go to school and is still sleeping late. It just so happens that I have a rest today and I don't have to pick him up. I will buy some food and go back in the morning.

Hey, Boss Wu, what are you eating? Why is it so delicious? "

Quickly replying to Wu Da, this woman showed her ability to the extreme, and her brows exuded a heroic spirit.

"Mutton soup, from Dongju's old shop. It's not far from the entrance of the alley. It's an old yard with Dongju's sign. The old shop has been closed since then and only recently opened. Let me tell you, they The taste of this mutton soup at home is absolutely nothing to say, seeing that there is no mutton, the meat is more than the soup, it is so real!"

When Tang Xiaokang was in front of him, Boss Wu began to help him type up an advertisement for Dongju, which made Tang Xiaokang look at Boss Wu with admiration.

Tang Xiaokang immediately decided that if Boss Wu went to Dongju to drink soup in the future, he would put an extra piece of meat in it to show his love.

Boss Wu, who didn't know that Tang Xiaokang had settled down a piece of affection for him, was still trying to introduce Xiaoli.

However, the other party had obviously gotten used to Boss Wu's appearance for a long time, he nodded casually, answered a few words copiously, and pointed to the half mutton leg.

"Give me two catties of front leg mutton, go back and make a piece of cumin mutton, and nourish that guy's body. Now he is really a half-grown boy starving to death. There are so many things every day, and he can't eat enough."

While buying mutton, he complained in his mouth, which reminded Tang Xiaokang of those mothers who used to eat their children in the alley and kept complaining about their gluttony.

For this reason, Tang Xiaokang felt fortunate more than once, thanks to the power of eating and drinking in the family is firmly in the hands of his grandfather, and Tang Xiaokang has never experienced such a thing.

"For cumin mutton, the taste of the mutton neck will be even better. Compared with here, the meat quality of the mutton leg is relatively woody, and it is easy to be shredded and stuffed, and the taste is not tender enough."

Tang Xiaokang suddenly said something, and the woman named Xiaoli and Boss Wu were both stunned by Tang Xiaokang's words.

"Really?" Some looked at the sheep's neck suspiciously. She felt that the meat here was not like a place that everyone would accept.

"Master Xiaotang is a chef passed down from his ancestors, and his skills are passed down from family. I heard that his ancestors even had an imperial chef, and he was the owner of the Dongju restaurant at the entrance of the alley."

Seeing Xiaoli's confused appearance, Wu Da hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

To be honest, it was the first time he knew that the neck of lamb was better than the leg of lamb, since he had been buying lamb for so many years.

If Tang Xiaokang hadn't said it, maybe he would have dismissed it, but with the shock of the old master Tang, Wu Da felt that Tang Xiaokang's remarks were still worthy of trust.

The family's handed down skills are actually practiced, without any bragging.

Recalling the taste of the mutton soup just now, Wu Da became more determined about this idea.

"yes!"

Hearing Wu Da's explanation, Xiaoli's eyes lit up, and she didn't hesitate much.

"Then let's have some lamb neck."

"It's just right, the whole neck of this head hasn't been moved, otherwise it's hard to say whether it will be two catties."

Smiling to Xiaoli, he skillfully cut off the tasted meat strips from the sheep's neck, weighed them and packed them.

Before leaving, Xiaoli also specially said thank you to Tang Xiaokang.

Knowing that it was only at this time that Wu Da picked up the mutton soup in his hand again and looked at the empty neck of the sheep. Now the appearance of the two mutton pieces looks a bit strange.

"Master Tang, is this lamb neck really better than lamb leg?"

Although Wu Da didn't doubt Tang Xiaokang's words, but the lamb neck was better than the lamb leg. This matter really made Wu Da a little confused.

Looking at the other party lightly, Tang Xiaokang said calmly.

"Which do you think is better, duck neck or duck legs?"

"It seems that simply talking about the taste, the duck neck is indeed more delicious, and the more you chew, the more delicious it will be."

Hearing Tang Xiaokang's example, Wu Dayi thought, this is really the case.

"According to the folk saying, the neck meat is living meat. Different functions have created its unique taste. Because of the long-term heavy exercise, the lamb leg is very satisfying to eat, but according to the taste of stir-fried For meat, it is definitely not as good as lamb neck, but if it is barbecue and the like, it is another matter.

When grilling, the feeling of eating a big mouthful of meat and having your mouth full of meat cannot be replaced by any other part of the lamb leg. "

After saying this, Tang Xiaokang still hasn't forgotten that he has business to do this time.

Looking at Wu Da who was digesting the information, Tang Xiaokang then said, "Boss Wu, there is one more thing, please help me."

"What's the matter? Just say something."

"About the channel of Dongshan Black Goat in the South China Sea, I trouble you to expand it again..."

(End of this chapter)