RPAGF Chapter 237 World of Famous Works 26
Chapter 237 World of Famous Works 26
Chapter 237 The World of Classics 26
It was late at night when the group returned to the restaurant. They washed up and went to their rooms to rest, and the night passed without incident.
The next day, Lin Xiaoqian slept until noon. After a simple brunch, she took out the ingredients as usual to make the wontons she was going to sell that day.
She made two kinds of dishes today: one was wontons with soup base, and the other was dry-mixed wontons with chili oil.
The soup base was no longer yesterday's chicken soup, but was replaced with pork bone soup.
Put the pork bones in a pot of cold water to blanch them, then put them in hot oil and fry until they are slightly golden brown. Add hot water and spices, and after the water boils, simmer over low heat for three or four hours. The soup base turns a rich milky white color, and the aroma wafts from the kitchen to the outside.
With everything prepared by Lin Xiaoqian, Liao Zhuang went to open the restaurant door, only to find a group of people already standing outside, some familiar and some unfamiliar.
Under a sheltered wall outside the gate, Wang Tianlai stamped his feet, which were a little stiff from the cold, took a deep breath of the aroma, swallowed, and tried to perk himself up.
Hearing a commotion at the restaurant entrance, he quickly ran over.
Is this restaurant finally open?
Wang Tianlai is the cloth shop assistant who ate two bowls of wontons yesterday.
Wang Tianlai found those two bowls of wontons yesterday so delicious that even his burps smelled good when he got home.
After waking up from a nap, he still felt unsatisfied, so he specifically asked his mother to make chicken noodle soup for breakfast.
In this day and age, chickens at home are usually killed on the spot, so his mother was naturally unwilling to kill chickens for him. Why would he eat chicken soup noodles so early in the morning? The family didn't even raise many chickens to begin with.
However, there was a doting grandmother in the family. When Wang Tianlai's grandmother heard that her eldest grandson wanted to eat chicken soup noodles, she immediately shouted, "If he wants to eat it, just kill the chicken and let him eat it. Don't let my good grandson go hungry."
As a result, the chicken noodle soup was made, but Wang Tianlai only took one bite before putting down his chopsticks.
If this bowl of chicken noodle soup made by Wang Tianlai's mother had been made in the past, he would have happily eaten two large bowls of it.
But now, just smelling it makes him find it hard to swallow.
The chicken soup was covered with a thick layer of yellow oil and smelled of poultry. It was a world apart from the delicious chicken soup wontons I had yesterday.
He really couldn't eat a single bite.
His mother was so angry that she scolded him, saying he had been spoiled rotten. She had specially killed a chicken for the brat early in the morning, and he was still complaining about it.
Wang Tianlai's grandmother thought he was sick because he couldn't even eat such good chicken soup noodles, and kept touching his forehead.
Wang Tianlai had no way to express his suffering. In the end, he clutched his hungry stomach and went out. On the way, he bought a flatbread and ate it without any flavor to fill his stomach. He couldn't stop thinking about the chicken soup wontons he had eaten yesterday.
How about we go have a bowl after work today?
It's just fifty coins. At worst, I won't go to cockfighting this month.
After finally getting off work, Wang Tianlai arrived at the restaurant, only to find that it was still closed.
However, there were several people waiting at the restaurant entrance, including a few familiar faces who were the same diners who had eaten wontons with them yesterday.
Wang Tianlai remained silent for a long time before walking to a sheltered spot to wait for the door to open. He was so tired from waiting that he felt stiff all over, and only the aroma made him feel a little better.
As soon as the restaurant door opened, diners rushed in. Wang Tianlai quickly ran over and squeezed in, a wave of heat hitting him.
"Finally, the door's open! I'm freezing!"
"Yes, it's definitely warmer in this shop."
"This room is like a furnace."
"I'm almost frozen. Why do you open so late? I've been here since morning and have come back more than a dozen times to find you closed."
Liao Zhuang greeted the guests with a smile, "I'm so sorry, our business hours are quite late. If you'd like to eat wontons later, please come back in the afternoon."
Wang Tianlai couldn't wait any longer and shouted, "Quick, quick, stop talking, give me a bowl of chicken soup and pork wontons!"
The others realized what was happening and quickly said, "I want a bowl of wontons too."
"I want a bowl too."
"I want two bowls!"
Liao Zhuang raised his hand to stop the diners from ordering, "We don't have chicken soup and pork wontons today..."
Before Liao Zhuang could finish speaking, some diners anxiously said, "Huh? No? I came here specifically to eat wontons."
"Yes, my neighbor had wontons here yesterday and raved about it. I came here specifically to try it today."
Liao Zhuang smiled and continued, "Everyone, although we don't have chicken soup and pork wontons, we've launched two new flavors today: pork bone soup and pork wontons and spicy dry-mixed wontons. The price is still fifty coins a bowl."
Upon hearing Liao Zhuang introduce the new flavor, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes frowned and muttered, "Pork bone soup? What's so good about bone soup? How can it taste good if there's no meat in it? Yesterday's chicken soup even had shredded chicken in it. Dried pork bones can't possibly taste as good as yesterday's chicken soup. Why aren't you making chicken soup today?"
"Oh yeah, and what is this spicy dry-mixed wonton?"
Liao Zhuang patiently explained, "This spicy dry-mixed wonton is just dry-mixed wonton; it doesn't have any soup..."
Before Liao Zhuang could finish explaining, Wang Tianlai shouted, "I want a bowl of wontons with pork bone broth. Can you hurry up?"
He only ate one flatbread all day and then spent half a day freezing outside. He didn't care about chicken soup or pork bone soup; he just wanted something hot.
Anyway, it smelled pretty good to him; it was just a change of soup base, so the wontons shouldn't be much different.
As soon as he spoke, the other diners didn't hesitate and quickly ordered their own dishes. However, not a single person ordered the spicy dry-mixed wontons.
Everyone felt that on such a cold day, it was much warmer to eat something soupy than dry-mixed dishes with chili oil.
After ordering, diners found seats and sat down.
Soon, Wang Tianlai's wontons were served first. In the large bowl, the rich pork bone broth was milky white, with the essence of the marrow dissolved in it, and a layer of glistening oil floating on the surface. One by one, the firm wontons floated in the broth, garnished with tender green scallions, and the aroma was irresistible.
Wang Tianlai swallowed hard, first tasting the soup with a spoon. The delicate and mellow bone broth slid across his tongue, slightly hot, but the deliciousness of the soup made him reluctant to stop.
Pick up a wonton and put it in your mouth. The wonton skin is very thin but chewy. Once you bite it, the fresh and fragrant meat juice and oil will gush out.
The minced meat is half lean and half fatty, so it's not too greasy and has a slightly chewy texture, making it so delicious you can eat as much as you want without feeling hungry.
Several more customers entered the shop one after another. The young man who dressed as a man yesterday came again. After hearing that there were two flavors of wontons today, he ordered both flavors with great interest.
She was also the first customer in the shop to order the spicy dry-mixed wontons.