After a while, the first dish was served. Except for Fang Chongyong, Li Kui and others were slightly stunned.

"I don't eat this Jusheng slave often at home, mainly because the chef doesn't do well and wastes resources."

Li Kui pointed to a plate of "dish" on the table with emotion and said, "This thing is a bit similar to the "fried ginger" commonly seen in Fang Chongyong's previous life. Of course, it's just the shape is similar.

"The general production process of Jushengnu is to mix flour with water, beef and sheep milk and honey, or boiled red date soup instead of honey, then put it in a pan and fry it for shape, and finally sprinkle Jusheng."

While explaining, Li Kui broke down a section and put it on the plate in front of Fang Chongyong. The small particles stuck on it were, Fang Chongyong felt that they looked very familiar.

Isn’t this black sesame? It’s also called “Jusheng” such a awesome name!

Fang Chongyong put a giant slave into his mouth and chewed it. The sweetness of frankincense and juice instantly enriched his mouth! It was much better than what Li Kui said!

Everyone didn't say anything, and they wiped out the dessert in just a few seconds. The beauty of Jushengnu is that "there is a universe inside", and the layer of fried skin outside is just to lock in the taste.

Fang Chongyong thought to himself that Zheng Shuqing also invited famous chefs to cook, and the ingredients were rich and expensive. But if we talk about cooking skills alone, I am afraid that Fang Dafu's craftsmanship is far better than that of the "famous chef" at that time.

If you suffer a loss, you will suffer a loss because you don’t have that much money to buy expensive ingredients.

Soon, Fang Dafu brought a plate of "dish", which was still in the mainstream style. Except for the very little soup, there were only "sausages" on the plate, which looked very simple and unpretentious.

"This is the soft and soft cow intestine! This is this..."

Li Kui was a little incoherent. This dish was so awesome. Generally, he was lucky enough to meet him at the "tail-burning banquet" held by a Jinshi. He had only eaten it once after he grew up!

"Tonghua Soft Beef Intestine" is made by mixing mutton with lamb bone marrow to make a filling and then pouring it into the beef intestine. The composition of the filling and the mixing of spices are all secrets. Every chef makes it different.

This kind of dish is not made of "facade skills". Many chicken chefs can also make similar things, and the appearance looks similar. But diners only need to eat a bite to know what the difference between masters and rookies is.

A chef with average skills does not dare to serve this dish to diners, for fear of ruining his reputation.

Fang Chongyong originally thought that his launch of "frying" in Chang'an would become popular in the diet and lead the trend. Now it seems that this is not the case.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The aristocratic class in the Tang Dynasty is so good at eating, and iron pots are not a rare thing. How could they not know that there is a cooking method like cooking?

The Chinese people's pursuit of food is unparalleled and tireless. Even in Lingnan, where they cannot afford to use normal cooking utensils, locals have invented a stove called "earth pot", but the durability is a little poor and does not affect the cooking effect.

The reason why cooking cannot develop is simply because the corresponding cooking technology has not developed. The dishes made were extremely developed in the prosperous Tang Dynasty when catering technology was extremely developed and the flowers were blooming, so historical records were not seen.

As for the lack of cooking oil, there is no obstacle among the nobles. They also like to eat fried food! The cooking oil required for deep-fried food cannot be less than stir-frying!

The problem with cooking is that it not only requires a pot, but also requires supporting ingredients, supporting processes, and supporting social needs.

The improvement of skills requires inheritance and training over time.

In other words, cooking is not bad, but the people at the bottom cannot afford the expensive cooking oil; the aristocratic class is used to eating good food and has been filled with the stomach by various fancy cooking, so they have no motivation to develop cooking.

Especially they don’t like eating vegetables!

It can be said without hesitation that if Fang Chongyong wanted to develop cooking technology in Chang'an to engage in the catering industry, he would lose all his money and be beaten to the ground by other cooking methods that were so exquisite that they exploded in Chang'an.

Seeing Li Kui, Xu Yuan and Zhang Xun were intoxicated when they saw Li Kui, Fang Chongyong put down his distracting thoughts and sighed lightly.

Another way to make money is blocked, it’s a pity.

Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Fang Dafu serving dishes one after another, saying that he had never seen them, and felt that his heart was bleeding.

It seems that the large amount of profits lost because of not being able to cook food have become the Galaxy Kings Mountain and flowing away from me.

At this moment, Fang Laique hurriedly ran over from the gatehouse and whispered in Fang Chongyong's ear: "Langjun, the poor man in Kuizhou who always asks us for money is here."

Kuizhou? Poor ghost?

Fang Chongyong was stunned. Before he could come back to his senses, he didn't know who Fang Laique was talking about.

"Can you please not join your own judgment? Tell me quickly who it is?"

Fang Chongyong whispered in a low voice.

"It's Zheng Shuqing who came here and brought a gift from a cart. He probably came to pay off his debt."

Fang Laique said with some satisfaction.

"The night owl comes to the house without any trouble. It is absolutely no good for him to find me, alas!"

Fang Chongyong was very puzzled. The Zheng family should have many beautiful concubines. When we arrived in the colorful world of Chang'an, it was not too early to go back and hug the beautiful concubine to watch the moon. What should I do when I came to see me, a half-aged child, tonight?

Now that the gates are closed, he wants to stay overnight!

Fang Chongyong had no choice but to stand up and said to everyone, "If there are guests coming to the door, I'll go and see it first."
Chapter completed!