I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 778 - 343: Qiang Ge’s daring death charge confession! The complicated process of making Silver Shrimp Soup, so fresh! [Seeking Monthly Ticket]

Chapter 778: Chapter 343: Qiang Ge’s daring death charge confession! The complicated process of making Silver Shrimp Soup, so fresh! [Seeking Monthly Ticket]

「In the kitchen.」

Lin Xu carefully untied the rice straws bound around the fish.

When it was sealed before, the fresh flavor was subtle and not very distinct.

Now that it was unsealed, the flavor became much richer. Not only was there the freshness of the fish, but also the sour taste of the fermented ingredients and the aroma of the liquor.

Together with a faint fishy smell, it invigorated one’s spirit with just a sniff.

Could this be the reason why the ancients used it for hangover soups?

Removing the rice straw, Lin Xu placed the fish into a basin to start cleaning off the sticky glutinous rice from its surface.

Although the temperature hadn’t been high lately, the glutinous rice still fermented. Compared to freshly steamed rice, it developed a taste of liquor and acidity, along with higher stickiness and moisture.

Carefully scraping off the glutinous rice, the fish’s body was revealed.

The freshness and the fishy smell became stronger, while the sourness and liquor smell were somewhat reduced, but not entirely gone.

The entire fish seemed not much different from one that was freshly killed. However, the meat appeared to have shrunk a bit and lost its springiness. The body was also soft, not as stiff as a freshly killed carp.

Lin Xu checked it over and felt it was likely due to dehydration in the fish flesh.

When it was marinated, a layer of salt was applied to the fish’s surface; salt has strong dehydrating properties. That must be how the moisture was drawn out of the fish meat.

After scraping the glutinous rice clean off the fish’s surface, Lin Xu proceeded to remove the glutinous rice stuffed into the fish’s belly.

Ancient people would either eat Fish raw, or grill it slightly before eating.

Lin Xu didn’t dare to eat it raw because he couldn’t get over that mental barrier, but grilling was something he could try.

He cut off the latter half of the fish along with the tail, scored the skin with a few decorative cuts, sprayed some high-proof liquor over it, and then put it in the oven to roast.

"Wow, this fish meat is quite white."

Zhu Yong had just arrived at work. He circled around the remaining fish body Lin Xu had cut and observed the flesh at the cut. It was not the brownish color typical of marinated meat but was instead white.

Lin Xu looked and then understood why it was called ’silver threads’.

The color was so white that, when cut into thin filaments, it really did resemble silver strands.

For ancient people who used a myriad of ornate terms to praise just about anything, calling fish filaments ’silver threads’ was quite literal and not an exaggeration.

Before long, the fish tail in the oven was roasted to a golden-brown surface.

Opening the oven, a pleasantly fresh fragrance wafted out.

This scent was unique, somewhat similar to the previously roasted fish slices, but the fragrance was thicker and mixed with some liquor and other smells. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

All in all, it was quite appealing.

Lin Xu tore off a strip of fish meat and tasted a salty aroma first, followed by the delicious flavor of the fish.

Different from freshly grilled fish, the texture of fish that had been marinated and then roasted was slightly tougher.

Combined with the salty taste of the fish, Lin Xu thought this was quite suitable for accompanying drinks.

Just roast it and it’s ready to eat, fitting for drinks and meals, with its savory taste and how a small piece can suffice for a meal... This was probably why down-and-out literati of the Ming Dynasty liked to eat Fish.

Cheap, durable, high cost-performance... there were no reasons not to choose this delicacy.

Since today’s gathering at noon was related to Fish, they might as well grill some Fish chunks over charcoal during lunch and let the professors and scholars taste the everyday delicacy of Ming Dynasty literati.

After eating two pieces, Lin Xu found the saltiness became increasingly strong, so he didn’t eat any more.

However, Zhu Yong and Wei Qian, who came to work, were enjoying it immensely.

The two of them tore the meat on the fish tail into strips, rolled them with fried dough cakes and ate them that way. The salty fish paired with the soft fried dough cakes was actually a good match.

Going outside, several old men had already finished eating and left, each paying for their breakfast by scanning the payment code on the table before they left.

Shen Baobao was holding a bowl and gulped down a big mouthful of spinach and lean meat porridge. Then, she picked up her phone to send a voice message to Chen Yan:

"Yan Bao, Yan Bao, there’s a gathering of literati at the restaurant today at noon, and it seems they want to taste the Silver Shrimp Soup made by Xu Bao. You should come over and get acquainted, so that when the company needs cultured people to make an appearance, you won’t find yourself without anyone to turn to."

Shen Baobao was a minor shareholder in Joyful Media. Although she never got involved in business matters, it was a good idea to attend more of these networking events.

And Chen Yan always boasted about having the highest level of education in the family.

So today, they would find an occasion filled with highly educated people for her to come back to her senses.

Chen Yan seemed to be still half asleep and took a while to send back a groggy voice message:

"Alright, I was planning to freeload a meal at noon anyway."

Listening to Chen Yan’s lazy tone, Shen Baobao bit into a piece of pickled radish and chewed it twice. CRUNCH. CRUNCH. She then pressed the voice message button and replied,

"You’re still not awake? Then go back to sleep, I’m going to continue with my breakfast."

Breakfast?

Chen Yan, who was reluctant to move from her bed, was immediately attracted by this word.

She sat up and started getting dressed, planning to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

On another note, Dou Wenjing, leading the company’s cameraman, drove to the storefront, ready to start filming the making of ginger candy, continuing to build hype for this snack.

「At nine in the morning.」

Inside an office building in Xi’erqi.

Li Qiang, carrying a jar of ginger candy, clocked in and walked into the company.

He had tried a few pieces of ginger candy given by the lady boss last night. He thought it would be suitable to eat at the office, so he brought it with him when he left for work this morning.

Arriving at the technical department’s office area, he found Qi Panpan already there, standing at the entrance to their workspace, staring at him coldly.