Chapter 43

"What task is the host talking about?" It seems a little confused.

"Now that I'm going to the kitchen god testing ground, shouldn't I issue a task to learn how to make rougamo in one night, and then give a reward to the task?" McGonagall's face is natural.

"Now there is no task publishing in this system. Please choose your own behavior." The system answers calmly.

"If there is no reward, I will not be happy to learn." McGonagall's performance doesn't matter.

"After the experience pack is opened, the kitchen god proving ground will disappear in 24 hours. Please help yourself." The system is also indifferent.

"Gee, how has the system improved?" McGonagall picked his eyebrows, but he was rejected. Is this the resistance from the system?

Looking at the 24-hour countdown on the door of the kitchen god auditorium, McGonagall didn't bother to talk to the system. He directly opened the door with his consciousness. Just like last time, all his spirits were swept away. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the closed kitchen.

McGonagall looked around. In the corner of the stove, there was a large round oven. The shell was made of silver stainless steel. It was an electric oven. It was similar to the traditional carbon oven, but it was simpler.

"Such a furnace can bake at least 15 Baiji steamed buns, which is much faster than Yangzhou fried rice." MEG went to open the lid, looked at it, and nodded contentedly.

There is also a spice box on hand. MEG opened it and found that there are all kinds of spices needed for marinated meat, such as fragrant leaves, cinnamon, large ingredients and so on.

There are several big bags of flour in the cabinet, half a cabinet of pork in the refrigerator, and a small pile of ribs.

"Well, it's time to show my real cooking." McGonagall cleaned his hands and took a large piece of streaky pork from the refrigerator. After cleaning, he cut it into large pieces 15 cm long and 10 cm wide. Then he put it into a large jar and put all kinds of seasonings aside to marinate.

The curing time takes more than one day, but it is in the kitchen god space after all, so this time is automatically erased. After five minutes, the curing is completed. Put the cured meat into the pot, add various spices and seasonings, bring it to a boil over high heat, remove the froth, and then turn it to low heat to boil for two hours, so that a piece of cured meat is finished.

In the process of stewing, MEG also began to deal with flour for the first time.

After tens of thousands of practice in Yangzhou fried rice, McGonagall's knife work is enough to cope with 80% of the situation in the kitchen, but kneading noodles is different, not only technical work, but also physical work.

Although the system will be fixed every hour to restore his physical strength, kneading noodles is too hard. After more than ten minutes, he basically has to rest for a while to continue. Now his physical condition is too bad. Kneading noodles in a daze takes more than an hour to complete.

After kneading the dough, put it aside for half an hour, then pull out the small dough one by one, and then pull it into thin strips one by one, spread a bit of agaric oil, sprinkle a little salt and pepper, then roll it up and press it into a cake shape, and then roll it into a round shape with a rolling pin, so that a dough embryo is ready.

Open the side of the oven, after preheating, put the cake on the plate to bake the shape, and then stand on the wall of the oven, until the baking is done, this furnace down, baked 16 Baiji steamed bread.

MEG took a roasted Baiji steamed bun from the oven and looked at it. Because it was a little crooked and cracked at the first time, it was not very successful.

The stewed meat is almost ready. Open the lid, the smell of the stewed meat comes. The light brown stewed meat looks good, but some pieces are scattered, and need to be improved.

When I think of the rougamo I ate in Xi'an in my previous life, and the comments and requests I wrote in my microblog later, I now turn them into requirements for myself, and my expression suddenly becomes a little strange.

It's really the retribution. It's all on myself.

I don't know when to make such rougamo.

Next, McGonagall began to monotonously repeat the production of rougamo with wax sauce. However, with his last experience, he is now as calm as water. He does not feel uneasy because he has been in the closed kitchen for a long time.

I don't know how many times I have done it. When the countdown on the wall points to 335 days, MEG skillfully takes out a Baiji steamed bun from the oven. With a thin knife in his hand, a cut appears on the edge. He takes out a piece of meat with wax sauce from a side pot and puts it on the chopping board. Chop it with a knife and put it into the cut of Baiji steamed bun. Then pour a small spoon of wax sauce on it, A steaming rougamo with wax sauce is finished.

"System, should it be OK this time?" McGovern asked expectantly.

"According to the host's previous comments:

1. Fragrant meat, thin without residue, fat without greasy mouth;

2. White bun, crisp skin and tender inside, empty center, iron rim and chrysanthemum heart;

3. It tastes delicious, crisp and soft. It's full of oil.

Congratulations to the host for achieving the three requirements of "rougamo with wax sauce", successfully mastering the practice of "rougamo with wax sauce", unlocking the right to purchase the food materials required for "rougamo with wax sauce", and unlocking the right to use the kitchenware required for "rougamo with wax sauce" The system sounds.

"Perfect." MEG directly opened his mouth and took a bite of the rougamo in his hand. The crisp baijimo became soft after being soaked in gravy. After the fat but not greasy marinated meat was bitten open, the delicious wax juice overflowed, and his mouth was full of oil. He couldn't help but close his eyes. This feeling was too satisfied.

As soon as he swallowed a mouthful of rougamo in his mouth, MEG opened his eyes from the bed and his mouth moved.

Thinking back to the delicious gravy that was constantly pounding the taste buds, he was sleepless. He gently turned on the bedside lamp, and MEG took a look at the time. It was 12:00 in the evening.

It took only 30 days to enter the kitchen god testing ground this time, and most of the time was spent practicing making Baiji steamed bread, so in reality, it was only two hours.

After getting up and putting on his shoes, McGonagall changed his chef's clothes, turned off the light and went downstairs into the kitchen. Sure enough, there was an extra oven in the corner of the kitchen, and all the spices and condiments were ready. Originally, the refrigerator was full of all kinds of Yangzhou fried rice ingredients, but now there is an independent area full of pork, the same pattern as in the chef's proving ground.

MEG took an apron from the side and tied it up. Then he took two large pieces of streaky pork from the refrigerator. After cleaning, he cut them into pieces and put them into a large jar. He added various spices and seasonings to marinate them.

After all, in reality, the system won't help him directly omit the pickling step. Although one night is a little short of the expected time, it should be able to use it in the morning. It can make Amy an authentic rougamo with wax sauce for breakfast.

The smile on Meg's face became more and more brilliant as she thought of Amy eating the rougamo happily.