When the braised sea cucumber was finished, Chen Mo couldn’t help but pick out one of the sea cucumbers, leaving one in the pot, then simring it gently over low heat until fully cooked.
Imdiately, he ate the complete version of the sea cucumber along with the thick sauce covering its surface.
"Hmm..."
Chen Mo couldn’t help but squint his eyes, hardly believing that this dish ca from his own hands. He even vaguely felt that this level of taste was good enough for a state banquet.
He looked at the sea cucumbers he had picked out before, sitting tremulously in the dish, and felt a bit sentintal.
It must be said, the dish has already reached more than enough of a level; the first bite in his mouth gave the impression that any further processing seems redundant.
No wonder it beca Jiaodong’s signature dish.
"I hope my fusion doesn’t tarnish this dish’s reputation!"
Holding the Black Blade in hand, he easily cut the previously made sea cucumber into granular pieces.
Then, he started making oyster olette.
This dish cos with quite a story; when Chen Mo explored the market in Guangdong, he discovered that this snack appeared everywhere.
For instance, late at night on so street corners, or in bustling night markets, high-end tea restaurants, and even small roadside stalls.
Virtually anywhere, you would find this snack on the nu.
He was curious at the ti, and took the opportunity to learn about this snack.
It’s said that when Zheng Chenggong landed in Taiwan, he was blocked by enemy troops from supplies, and soldiers used the abundant oysters from Taiwan mixed with sweet potato batter to quell their hunger.
Another saying is that oyster pancakes originated in Fujian, and later, after Fujianese settled in Taiwan, because of the plump oysters and excellent sweet potato powder there, they evolved oyster pancakes into the oyster olette.
But regardless of the origin, since its inception, this snack has dominated the Taiwan Night Market, alongside intestine noodle soup and popcorn chicken, proving the status of this snack in Taiwan.
Traditional oyster olette is not complicated to make, mainly using sweet potato powder and oysters as the primary ingredients.
Chen Mo first placed the fresh oysters he bought onto a strainer, added a little salt to cold water, and gently washed them.
After draining the water, he mixed in a bit of white pepper and rice wine to marinate them, effectively removing the fishy sll.
While waiting for the marination, he added ice water to the basin, then slowly sieved the sweet potato powder into the ice water with a sieve.
He sieved while stirring until the batter had no granular texture and when lifted with chopsticks, displayed a cascading effect before he stopped, adding a pinch of fine salt to enhance the flavor.
Looking at the ti, the oysters would be marinated in three minutes, Chen Mo continued with the other preparations.
...
The hefty duo arrived at the parking lot nearest to the night market, just as Attacking Fatty had anticipated, this parking lot was nearly the most crowded with vehicles they had seen.
Cars were parked tightly, making it hard to find empty spots, and if one didn’t consciously rember their parking slot number, it would be extrely tricky to find their car after a night market tour.
Xiaoxia took a breath, "How about we split up?"
"Seems like a good idea, it’ll be more efficient."
The two of them began their search in opposite directions, although it didn’t require special observation, had it been an ordinary car, it might have been tricky.
But Chen Mo’s yellow food truck was simply too eye-catching, like a phoenix in a chicken coop, recognizable from miles away.
Attacking Fatty walked leisurely down the aisle, reaching the end, turned back another aisle to continue his search, repeating three tis before only one aisle was left, he sighed.
It seed this parking lot would be a bust again.
But there’s no helping it, for the sake of food!
Attacking Fatty took a deep breath, ready to continue searching.
Just then!
"What’s that sll?"
Attacking Fatty inhaled sharply, puzzled, "Did the exhaust fus ss with my sense of sll?"
He was truly baffled.
The exhaust here was severe, staying too long ant slling nothing but gasoline fus, but just now that deep breath, aside from exhaust, he caught a scent that shouldn’t be there.
The sll of sothing being pan-fried!
Xiaoxia only knew him by his online na, Attacking Fatty, but didn’t know his actual na was Chen Dingjun, and he wasn’t the huge foodie others imagined...
Contrarily, he was actually quite a person of significance.
As a chef at the Yuan Shan Restaurant, Chen Dingjun stumbled upon a live stream of soone chasing to eat, that suited boss from appearance obviously was soone from the mainland.
What truly shocked Chen Dingjun was the scene of Boss Xiao Chen standing on the food truck making hook knife noodles, the elegance was simply unheard of!
And when Chen Dingjun discovered that Boss Chen’s hook knife noodles had cleverly rged with Tan-Tsu noodles, and just one bowl gained so many followers, he decided he had to have a bowl tonight!
The reason was simple.
With the changing circumstances over recent years, Yuan Shan Restaurant increasingly entertained mainland tourists, business banquets were countless.
As a chef at the restaurant, Chen Dingjun naturally wanted to offer diners a taste of Taiwanese culture.
However, several tis, after their team had painstakingly prepared authentic Taiwanese dishes, those guests seed... not particularly interested.
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