v2 Chapter 282： Accidentally hit

The Southern Suckling Pig is a famous Cantonese dish and one of the signature dishes of Jubaolou. Unlike Babao Lixiangxiang pigeons, several of Sun Guanyun's apprentices, South Suckling Pigs, have done a good job, and they are very famous throughout the country.

South milk is red, fermented tofu made from red yeast rice. This kind of bean curd not only contains a large amount of high-quality protein and various amino acids required by the human body, but also has a special wine aroma.

The South Suckling Pig has strong aroma and mellow taste. It is commonly found in tea restaurants and is often eaten with noodles and noodles. A good South Suckling Pig's hand is red in color, tastes salty and tastes soft, and the most important thing is that no salt is needed.

Taifeng Lou's kitchen is definitely equipped with pig's trotters. After all, Comrade Jiang Jiankang's grilled pork trotters and bacon trotters are still quite good.

The trotters are ready-made, and they have been soaked in clean water overnight after washing. Sun Jikai picked a relatively small one and put the large ingredients such as trotters and onions and **** into the pot and simmered in the Chinese fire.

He was not idle while stewing the trotters, and continued to practice the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeons.

Wu Minqi had rarely participated in the practice of Babao Lixiang pigeon before. Basically, they watched them by the side. At most, he helped Sun Jikai to get the whole pigeon off when Jiang Feng was absent. The display bar is still just advanced. However, this does not mean that she is worse than Sun Jikai in the production of Babao Lixiang pigeon. Among the three, she has the deepest skills and sees a lot. As long as she is trained, she can quickly become unfamiliar to proficient.

From last night's epiphany to today's practice, Jiang Feng suddenly felt vaguely that he seemed to find some feeling.

The three pigeons and one babao chestnut fragrant pigeon soon came out of the pot, almost at the same time, and the difference was only two minutes.

Exchanging each other's tastes, Sun Jikai found sadly that he was the worst one.

On what basis? !!

Sun Jikai shouted in his heart that Jiang Feng did better than him. After all, Jiang Feng practiced more than him and Jiang Feng was the first to find the tricks and methods. But why did Wu Minqi, who never did anything, do better than him?

Wu Minqi doesn't just have better knife skills than him, better seasoning than him, better heat than him ...

Well, think about it this way, it seems that Wu Minqi is better than him everywhere.

He's actually the best.

Sun Jikai couldn't accept it.

Tears shed tears.

Jiang Feng didn't realize that Sun Jikai's inner drama was so rich. They still only eat the stuffing when they try the vegetables, and he feels while eating ...

It tastes much better than before.

Not only because of chicken oil, but Jiang Feng didn't understand the specific reason. He felt that they seemed to have accidentally inspired some other characteristics of Babaolixiang pigeon.

The flavor of the vegetarian stuffing has changed noticeably, becoming richer, with a hint of pigeon meat. It is not only a little more delicious than before, as long as you practice and improve your cooking skills, you will soon catch up The eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Sun Guanyun.

"Qiqi, do you think the taste of the plain filling is a little different from before?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's different. I used to eat Sun Jikai's share. I just felt a little different. The one you made now is obviously different." Wu Minqi said with certainty. . "

But why exactly?

Jiang Feng's epiphany last night was that the pigeon meat of Babao Lixiang pigeon should also ensure its taste and taste, but why even the taste of the stuffing has become better?

"What are you all doing here?" Zhang Guanghang saw the three of them together as soon as he entered the kitchen.

Zhang Guanghang usually comes late because he lives far away.

The working hours of the back chefs of Taifeng Lou are more casual, especially the stove cooks, as long as they do not exceed 10:30. Come early to get off work early, come late to get off work late, anyway, as long as it is full.

Recently, Zhang Guanghang's sense of presence in the back kitchen was relatively weak. Jiang Feng rarely noticed him. The reason for his long leave was more because Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai formed a small group to isolate him.

Jiang Feng reflected on his own bad behavior of isolating Zhang Guanghang, thinking that it was a little bit cool.

Isolate a handsome guy who is 1.92 meters long, with long legs, mixed with Chinese and French, young and much gold, with special skills that attract the attention (Master). This feeling is really who knows who to try.

Whether Zhang Guanghang found himself isolated or whether they were isolated to Zhang Guanghang is another matter.

"Taste it?" Jiang Feng made a gap for their small group, and Zhang Guanghang joined in.

Zhang Guanghang picked up a small spoon from the table, scooped a spoonful of Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Jiang Feng, and praised, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"The problem is we don't know why it suddenly became so good." Jiang Feng said.

Zhang Guanghang :? ? ?

The three of you, I talked to Zhang Guanghang in a wordful way and explained to them the research process of Babao Lixiang pigeon. After Zhang Guanghang heard a silence, he said slowly.

"Although I haven't eaten the Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Sun Lao, but I know that this dish was inspired by the pigeon swallowing the swallow." Zhang Guang Channel, "The pigeon swallowing the swallow is made of the bird's nest in the pigeon. Sealing the same paper, the pigeon is both the container and the key to ensuring its special flavor. "

"So I think the same is true for Babao chestnut pigeons. The temperature guarantees the taste and texture of the pigeons, while the pigeons guarantee the taste and texture of the filling. The two are originally complementary. You have improved the taste of the pigeons. It also improves the taste of the filling. "This is Zhang Guanghang's guess and understanding.

"It seems to make sense." Jiang Feng felt that they really made a mistake and made a mistake.

"That should be it." Sun Jikai nodded in agreement. "Will we do it again?"

"What are you doing, aren't your trotters getting better?" Jiang Feng said.

"Oh, pig trotters." Sun Jikai had completely forgotten the trotters.

"Pork hoof?"

Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang described in detail and jealously how Jiyue twisted her feet into a pig's trotters for two croissants this morning.

"My mother asked me to take her to the hospital after the noon business peak. She twisted her feet and swelled for a while. The swollen feet were not the ankles, and 80% of them hurt the bones." Jiang Feng Road.

"The sprain is really dangerous, or I'll be with you at noon, I'm more familiar over the hospital." Zhang Guang Channel.

Jiang Feng just wanted to say that he was going to Ji Yue to send to the hospital where Jiang Shouyi was trained, and then thought that Xia Muyi was living in the same hospital as before. With Zhang Guanghang's face, it is estimated that the nurses in the hospital are familiar with him, but they do not know which department Jiang Shouhuan has transferred to.

Sun Jikai went to deal with the trotters, and saw that he cut the trotters into small pieces, and took some green onions, ginger, fragrant leaves, cinnamon and white coriander into the pot and fry it with a little oil.

Immediately pour the trotters into the pot, add the old soy sauce, and stir fry the rock sugar with a little chicken essence.

Jiang Feng followed for a while, and it seemed like nothing was too difficult. The truth is not as difficult as Feng Feng Ding Ji made by the old man and Dong Po elbow made by Jiang Jiankang. Take a look and go to his own business.

Everyone was alive and well in their respective roles, except for the two old men watching in the corner.

"Looking at the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeons they made this morning, I thought that Xiaofeng's indisputable finally got the hang of it. I did not expect that it was accidentally hit by mistake." Jiang Weiguo said in the corner.

"Even if you accidentally hit it, it must be a trick to hit. I said that Xiao Feng is a gifted child. He can make so much improvement in cooking in just half a year. Much stronger. "Jiang Weiming laughed.

Jiang Weiming said this, and Jiang Weiguo also felt a little puzzled: "It's strange to say that this child's progress in cooking over the past year or so has been advancing by leaps and bounds ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It's like eating an elixir. I didn't think he had such a talent before, wouldn't I not teach it? "

Jiang Weiming: ...

IMHO, he feels that his little brother really doesn't teach his disciples.

"Three brothers, you too, the old fellow Sun Guanyun called and asked us to teach them the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons. He saved all the secret recipes he had kept for so many years. You have to stop them. Let me tell them. "Jiang Wei National Road.

"Master brought in the door and practiced personally. When did my father teach us our cooking skills? They were not stupid children. There was no need to tell them everything. Some things came to me by myself, and they were better than others. It ’s better. ”Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

"Also, it must be better than others to figure it out." Jiang Weiguo nodded. "I'll call the old guy later and ask him to take his grandson back."

"Get it back?" Jiang Weiming didn't know why.

"He said. Whenever his grandson learns Babao Li Xiangge, let me call him to tell him that he took his grandson back, and I don't know what he thinks." Jiang Wei State Road, "but here Before, we had to teach Sun Jikai the oil and sugar to avoid the old guy saying that I didn't keep my promise. "

"We made so much money for nothing. Xiaofeng and Qiqi learned how to learn the savory eight-treasure chestnut pigeons in Jubaolou. Of course, we should give the sunken oil to Sun Jikai." Jiang Weiming nodded in agreement, looking to Jiang Feng had only satisfaction in his eyes. "Start tomorrow, let me teach Xiaofeng sea cucumber."

"Start tomorrow?"

"Yes, it's time to start tomorrow." Jiang Weiming said.

It's too late to start again.

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