Hou Zhuangge, a Chinese shopkeeper who traveled across the ocean to live in Italy, had a good exchange and successfully bought a batch of China-made ingredients from him. Although some of them were the shopkeeper’s own, Zhuang Ge personally tasted them and found that the shopkeeper’s craftsmanship was quite good.
On the way back to the villa, Zhuang Ge has been talking excitedly with Karin about the way these ingredients are handled and the food can be made, although Karin didn’t understand much …
……
"Hey yo ~" Zhuang Ge walked into the villa hall step by step with two big sacks full. "Karin, come and give me a hand. These things are too heavy for me to carry."
"I’m coming" and Karin came from the spiral staircase and easily picked up one of the sacks with one hand. "Give me the other, too."
"…" What, Karin and I are so different in strength …
"Are these all in the kitchen?"
"Yes, let’s take them to the kitchen first. Today, we will show you what is delicious." Zhuang Ge said confidently after Karin.
"The color of this chicken is black, and the comb is much longer than usual … even the eyes are dark blue." Karin suspected that she was looking at the ingredients that Zhuang Ge put in the kitchen. "Can this chicken really make anything delicious like you said?"
"Ha ha Karin, you have to believe in my craftsmanship." Zhuang Ge apron said to Karin, "Although it’s very embarrassing to say this … but Karin, please do me a favor. After all, it’s still too much work to make dinner alone today."
"Okay, what do I need to do?"
"Help me clean these herbs first, and cook them into corresponding shapes according to this paper again and again." Zhuang Ge handed Karin a piece of paper full of words. "I have written all the precautions and preparations on it. When handling these ingredients, you’d better be careful not to hurt yourself."
"I’ll pay attention."
……
Two hours later, Zhuang Ge was finally accomplished. When he filled the big dining table in the restaurant with his own dishes, Karin suddenly felt that she might be the happiest person on Christmas Eve.
Think about it, it is also a rich western man who can personally cook a seemingly difficult meal for other people, even his woman. It is difficult to be moved in Karin’s westernization cognition. Karin is an intellectual with a little playful beauty, which adds a touch of love to this atmosphere.
"It smells good," Karin sniffed the bowl of white rice porridge placed in front of her and said, "What a strange smell."
"Come and have a taste," said Zhuang Ge with a face of expectation.
Karin picked up a spoon and drank a mouthful of "hmm …"
"How about it?" Seeing that Karin Mo is different, she is confident in her own cooking skills in the past few months. Zhuang Ge has become a little nervous. After all, there are some differences in the views of food between the East and the West. I think there is nothing wrong with the food. It is very likely that others will think that the taste is not their taste …
"Delicious ~" Just as Zhuang Ge was imagining things, Karin suddenly said, "It’s a bowl of porridge … what smells like chicken … how do you make it?"
"I first stuffed the whole chicken with rice, then poured some herbs such as Lycium barbarum, Codonopsis pilosula into the pot and cooked it slowly with Shaoxing carved flowers … finally, I took out the chicken rice, which is the origin of this bowl of porridge." Zhuang Ge was elated and calmed down after hearing Karin’s praise, and explained, "Only by slowly boiling out the chicken essence and letting the rice fully absorb these precious chicken soup can this bowl of porridge be eaten!"
"What a bother …" Karin grew up in Italy dumbfounded, but she never thought that such a bowl of porridge would happen. "This snack looks very good, too."
"It’s called Shao Shao, which is a kind of food in China. It’s the way I saw it before."
I didn’t lie, but it was just a cartoon at first sight … Zhuang Ge silently added in his heart.
"There are some black and bright particles scattered on the yellow skin … it looks beautiful." Karin looked at this dish and sold it like a craft. "How is this called selling food made?"
"This dough is made by chopping preserved eggs with eggs and rolled out in flour. The black particles are salted duck eggs." Zhuang Ge looked at Karin with a tangled expression and said with a smile, "I added crab roe to eat it."
Finally, Karin finally couldn’t resist the temptation of food and fork up one and ate it.
"It’s really delicious ~" Karin said with delight after a long aftertaste. "Sweet and delicious egg skin, gripping preserved eggs and a bite-like crab roe … these three flavors have been completely integrated in one sale."
Then Zhuang Ge went on to introduce Karin to other dishes on the table, such as shark’s fin, ham and bamboo shoots, which were shredded into twisted shapes and stuffed into casing to make "dragon sausage". There are also quite tests for knife workers and pyrotechnics. Green pepper fried shredded pork and dry fried beef and river dishes are so rich that Karin is dizzying …
"Woo ~ I’m full ~" Karin said at the table after dinner. "It’s all Tony’s fault that you cook so much delicious food, so I have to do more exercise to keep fit."
"Ha ha that’s good." Zhuang Ge smiled a princess hug and picked Karin up and strode to the bedroom. "Let me accompany you to exercise tonight. We have a late night …"
"Tony! It turns out that you had a plan! " In the bedroom, Karin’s shame and anger sound and Zhuang Ge laugh …
Chapter 16 Christmas Dialogue
After Christmas Eve, it is Christmas. In the west, this day is generally a family reunion day, just like the Spring Festival in China.
Although it is said to be Christmas, the actual Christmas is not Jesus’ birthday. December 25th was originally a pagan festival in which the Roman Empire believed in the Persian sun god (the god of light). At the same time, Mitra, the sun god, also believed in the gods in the Roman Empire until 336 AD, when December 25th was designated as Jesus’ birthday in the Roman Christian Court.
Christianity even dares to fabricate its own holy birthday, and still boasts what doctrine it preaches …
Christianity, you are a bunker.
Zhuang Ge said in his heart after learning the "truth" of Christmas.
It is precisely because today is Christmas that Zhuang Ge took Karin to the private villa in Michael Corleone to attend the annual family Christmas party.
Here Zhuang Ge finally saw his two "cheap brothers"-Francisco Corleone and Marcelo Corleone, both of whom are currently working in family businesses. However, with the increasingly close contact between the Corleone family Berlusconi and Agnelli in recent years, maybe they will soon join these families to jointly establish the so-called joint enterprise.
Zhuang Ge warmly said "Merry Christmas" to his family when he entered the door, and took Karin straight to the kitchen.
Today Zhuang Ge is going to give a special Christmas present to his family in this world.
"Tony, are you going to cook for yourself at noon today?" Karin asked beside Zhuang Ge.
"Ah, I’ll cook a dish today, but it’s more troublesome."
"What are you going to do?" Yesterday, I tasted a big meal. Karin was very curious to ask Zhuang Ge.
"Hey, hey, you’ll know. By the way, Karin, where did I buy those bean sprouts from the supermarket yesterday?"
"I asked the servant to put it in the refrigerator," Karin replied. "Do you want those big bags of bean sprouts to cook anything?"
"Er, fried shredded pork with bean sprouts?" Karin suddenly remembered that she had eaten Zhuang Ge’s dish and said, "I’m looking forward to it a little bit."
"Since you are so looking forward to it, come and help."
Ten minutes later …
"What what! Do you want to take out these bean sprouts with a needle? ！” Karin looked at the table piled up like a hill in disbelief and said, "Tony, are you sure you’re not kidding?"
"… I don’t think this is realistic, do I?" A cook who was preparing to give this male beater said the same thing. "Besides, it seems like a completely meaningless thing to dig out these bean sprouts."
"You know, the so-called Chinese food-especially those court dishes-is to make this sense to the extreme-even if it is a little higher in taste, but chefs never take these things as meaningful things to regard their own glory and life."
Zhuang Ge said that he dug out a few bamboo sticks with the same length from the kitchen and handed them to the chef who was in charge of the thugs. He said, "You guys can help cut the bean sprouts into the same length as these bamboo sticks. Remember to throw them aside if the length is not enough … I’ll prepare something else first."
In this way, a group of chefs cut bean sprouts on the chopping board all afternoon and made other preparations. Zhuang Ge sat opposite them and dug out the inside of these cut bean sprouts with a needle, and then made the part of ham and lean meat specially left yesterday into special paste and poured it in bit by bit.
Although this kind of work is almost impossible for Karin to complete, it is extremely simple in Zhuang singer. It takes almost a few seconds for a bean sprout to be processed.
"Very fierce!" Karin looked at Zhuang Ge and quickly processed these bean sprouts and sighed.
"Practice makes perfect" Zhuang Ge looked up and replied, "Karin, if you practice how to process these bean sprouts every night like me, you can be as skilled as me for a month."
"…" Karin told Zhuang Ge, the president of Florence, not to learn some professional knowledge, but to study Chinese food expressions.
Finally, before lunch, these bean sprouts processors were finished by Zhuang Ge Department.
After filling these bean sprouts, Zhuang Ge fried these processed bean sprouts, and then asked the helper to pour the broth cooked in advance on these bean sprouts. Finally, a mold was placed to put these bean sprouts on the noodles at one time to form a three-dimensional phoenix.
"Wow ~" When this dish was finally brought to the table by Zhuang Ge himself, the family was amazed.
"Ice Crystal Phoenix, this is my Christmas gift from Antonio Corleone."
"This Christmas present is really nice, my son," old Corleone said with a smile, looking away from the ice crystal phoenix. "I didn’t expect you to have the talent to be a chef."
"Ha ha, if I don’t work in football anymore, maybe I will consider it." Zhuang Ge said, and the father and son laughed together.
When the family is full, Michael Corleone will lead Zhuang Ge into his room.
"Antonio, this time I’m here to tell your elders about the transfer of Florence shares." Old Corleone pointed out the topic of the conversation directly.
"oh? So the old men finally made a decision? " Zhuang Ge slumped into another chair and said, "What did they say?"