v3 Chapter 632： Recipes from **** health

Baiwei Tangjiang Fengdao once drank, just the same time that Jiang Weiming made at Jiang Yong's house. It is impossible to say that it is possible to drink all the flavors of life from the soup. It may also be that Jiang Feng's realm is not enough, but it is still delicious.

As for the shortened version of Baiwei Soup, the strange flavor soup Jiangfeng has been drunk more often. The strange flavor soup is the only dish that Jiang San can get in Taifeng House. As long as he comes to Jiang San to make staff meals, there will be strange smells. soup.

It is indeed a big challenge for Jiang Sanjie, a talented chef who has been accustomed to making Weiwei soup and has fixed his thinking mode and production method on Weiwei soup.

He got stuck from the beginning.

Jiang Sanitary felt that when he was a kid, he was interrupted by the teacher to recite the text. He was not confident before he was drawn, and he lost his voice on the spot after he got it.

Jiang San is not like Jiang Feng. He drank Baiwei soup for decades. He couldn't understand how Jiang Weiming did it. It stands to reason that even if you draw a tiger with a cat and a calabash with a gourd, you can draw at least two or three points with less than ten images, but now Jiang San can't move the first stroke—he can't choose the ingredients.

"Xiao Feng, I don't think this ingredient is too little. Or ... I'll go to the supermarket to buy some more?" Jiang Sanjie struggled for seven or eight minutes and chose to go to the supermarket to buy something new.

"Bo Jiang, there is no choice of ingredients for Baiwei Soup. Don't you just do anything with this soup!"

"Yes, yes, what do you do, what do you do." Jiang Sanjian nodded again and again, entangled in self-confidence before three seconds, "but this leftover ingredient is not suitable."

"Look, this beef, pork tenderloin, pork belly, onion, cucumber, tomato ... the beef is still marinated, how do you make this soup? How can any soup do this?" Jiang Sansheng banged his drums and banged The bang sounded, and I told Jiang Feng that you should not move here. I went to Yongheju and bought you two dozen lotus leaf collars.

Jiang Feng :?

You look down on me borscht?

"So you have to pick it. Jiang Bo, don't have a psychological burden, and it's not a competition assessment, that is, Grandpa Three is hungry and wants to eat something. You think about it, this Baiwei soup not only fills the stomach but also quenches thirst. It ’s not particularly time consuming. If you continue to be so entangled, you might as well go to Yongheju from the beginning to buy lotus leaf cakes. If you continue to linger like this, Grandpa should eat dinner. ”Jiang Feng advised eloquently With this, Jiang San finally started to pick ingredients while tangling.

Jiang Sanjie took out the marinated beef from the basin, cut it into dices, put it in a small bowl, and marinated it with some accessories. Then Jiang San tangled between cucumber and tomatoes for a while and chose tomatoes. Like the beef cut before, Jiang San cut the tomatoes into diced tomatoes that are about the same size as the diced beef.

"Xiao Feng, you help me marinate pork belly, cut into pieces and fry them, then fry them out." Jiang Sanjian said.

"Okay." Jiang Feng went to wash his hands, picked a relatively smooth knife and began to slice the pork belly.

The pork belly bought by Jiang hygienic is a bit fat, and it can be fried by simply marinating into thin slices and putting it in a pan. The meat pieces came out of the pot in just a minute or two. The fragrance came out with the fatty oil wrapped in the fat, and a thin layer of lard stuck to the bottom of the pot, highlighting the fatness of this piece of pork belly.

"Bo Jiang, are you going to fish out the pork belly?" Jiang Feng felt that the heat was almost there, and asked Jiang, who was swilling the beef, about hygiene.

"You don't have to fish it out, just turn the fire off a little, Xiao Feng, help me put the bowl of cut tomatoes in and fry them together." Jiang Sanitary is processing the beef and can't make it.

Jiang Feng has never seen this operation of fried pork with diced tomatoes. However, today the chief commander of the kitchen is Jiang San. As a soldier, Jiang Feng naturally wanted to listen to the commander and did so.

The tomatoes were poured in and stir-fried twice. Jiang Sanjie took the spatula from Jiang Feng and poured the diced beef simmered in the water. After almost every piece of beef diced appeared oily on the surface, Jiang Sanjian poured the onion that had just been sliced ​​into the fry. After a few simple stir fryings, the fire was reduced to a low heat. A bottle uses more than half of the ketchup. Pour the rest of the ketchup into the pot, add water, and boil over medium heat.

Although it doesn't smell like it, the soup looks quite a bit borscht.

The soup is still in the pot. Jiang Feng doesn't know how it tastes. But he looked at Jiang Sanjie ’s position in cooking, and thought that the soup had a lot of flavor.

Baiwei Tang said that when he was white, he just followed his feelings. As for the feeling, it depends on the chef's level.

I do n’t know where the inspiration came from a pot of fried beef with lard, fried tomatoes, fried onions, and a stew of tomato sauce.

The soup was cooking in the pan, and Jiang Feng stood beside.

"Bo Jiang, how do you think of this soup, I have never seen it this way." Jiang Feng sighed.

"I did this when my wife was young. Just now I watched these ingredients suddenly remembered." Jiang Sanji said, not idle, and started washing the cabbage.

"Tasty?"

"Unappetizing."

Jiang Feng :?

"But the taste is very special. I actually forgot what it was made for. I remember she fry pork belly, fresh beef and tomatoes at the time. Do n’t mention how strange the taste is, but I just I have been remembering for many years. "Idle and idle, Jiang Sanjie simply talked about Jiang Li's dark history.

"Because it's not tasty?" Jiang Fengguang thought that the dish must be very dark.

"I don't remember, I don't remember any taste, but I remember she cooked this dish." Jiang Sanjian shook his head and shook the water on the cabbage to put it in a clean bowl.

"Don't look at your grandma Zhang who doesn't like to talk and doesn't seem to like people. It's very difficult to get along with. In fact, she is very easy to get along with. She has no other hobbies but loves to eat. "If it weren't for her love, I would never have caught up with her."

"Your grandma Zhang graduated from a technical secondary school. She was an accountant at a textile mill. Not to mention the glorious and decent work. If it was n’t for one time the chef in charge of cooking at their textile mill broke her leg and could n’t work. I would be temporarily sent to textiles. The cafeteria of the factory was replaced for a while, and I couldn't talk to your grandma Zhang. "

"So Grandma Zhang liked you because of your good cooking skills?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No, she likes me because of your grandpa's cooking skills." Jiang Sanji said.

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

"I didn't even have a formal establishment at that time, at best, even as a temporary worker. One month's salary was less than half of your grandma Zhang's. How could she look at me at that time. We were not as daring as you are in chasing girls at that time, Not only dare to confess in public, but dare to confess on TV, I was able to quietly hand in a letter and put a piece of paper at that time was considered bold. "Jiang Jie said that this was an excitement and an eyebrow.

Maybe every older person likes to tell the juniors about the past, especially in terms of emotion and great achievements.

"Did I not go to the kitchen of their textile factory during that time to help? I do n’t just have to help with cooking. Sometimes, if someone has a problem, I need to go to the window to cook something or something. I saw your grandma when I was cooking. The two of us were in the east of the city and one in the west of the city, and we never had a chance to meet each other. "Jiang Sanjian said off the topic and said," I was shy at that time, and it wasn't that the people in their textile mill didn't dare hand a note. . Then I thought of a way, and I brought her breakfast. "

"But I could n’t afford the meat buns at that time, so I gave her the buns that my three grandpas left me in the morning."

"Then it became it?" Jiang Feng couldn't believe his face, and Jiang Jie lied to his wife with a few steamed buns.

"Of course it was. When you grandma Zhang thought you made the buns."

"But later Grandma Zhang didn't know that you made that bun." Jiang Feng said.

This is the expression you do n’t understand: “It does n’t matter. The three grandpas will leave me a meal at every meal. Every time I and your grandma Zhang take a lunchbox, she eats me and I eat Her. Your grandfather also knew her after talking for a long time. If you make something good, such as meat buns, cabbage pork dumplings, I would leave it to her. "

Jiang Feng seemed to understand why the first time he went to Jiang Jie's house, Zhang Li was so natural that she would stay in the room when she wasn't called, and would automatically go to the living room to have a meal when she opened the meal.

It turned out to be used.

"What happened to the portion of grandma's roasted beef and pork belly fried with tomatoes?" After listening to Jiang Sanjian's words for so long, Jiang Feng suddenly responded that the two of them had been off topic.

What I wanted to talk about was inspiration, but finally it became love.

"Well, don't your grandma Zhang like to eat? But she doesn't make it. Usually, she cooks noodles, cooks rice at home, and shoots cucumbers at most, so she won't cook." Jiang Sanitary Explaining, "It may be a little bit better now. When I was young, I did n’t even cook cabbage."

"But I'm a cook myself. It doesn't matter if she cooks or not." Jiang Jie lifted the lid and glanced at the soup in the pot, turning down the fire slightly.

"She cooked that dish when she was pregnant. I remember she was going to give birth at that time. Please stay at home with your maternity leave. Your third grandfather and other chefs in the state-owned hotel considered that your grandma was going to give birth at that time. After eating some good supplements, I picked up some beef and pork belly and asked me to take it back and cook her twice. "

"At that time, the meat was very expensive. In the summer, there was no fresh meat in the refrigerator at home. We couldn't bear to cook it all, and then we fried it every day and ate it little by little. As a result, when the last point was left, There was a banquet in the next county, and Master took me with me. I immediately forgot the meat at home and left. "

"What then?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Then Grandma Zhang ca n’t help it. I ca n’t go home from outside. Although she ca n’t cook, she ca n’t watch the meat smell bad at home, so she burned the two pieces of meat together. . "Jiang Hygiene said.

"Why are there tomatoes?" Jiang Feng was puzzled.

"I used to mix meat and vegetables when I was roasting meat. She learned what I was like, so she just took two tomatoes and cooked the meat together." Jiang San couldn't help laughing when he said that. ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Why don't you always say that a woman is stupid for three years, she is usually a savvy person, and her brain has become awkward when she is pregnant. I followed the master to the next county for three days, and the dishes were not finished when I returned home. She was reluctant to finish it by herself, and reserved a small half for me. She was afraid that the dishes might be damaged, so she heated them every few hours, and even got up from time to time to put the dishes on the stove, and she did not sleep well for several days. "

"Although the dish doesn't taste good, it's not bad at all if it's unpalatable." Jiang Jie's eyes filled with a smile.

Jiang Feng suddenly understood why Jiang Sanjie could see these ingredients and thought of the weird dish Zhang Li made for him.

If a person can eat such a dish in his life, how can he forget it.

Talking about it, it's time for the Weiwei soup to come out of the pot.

The soup in the pot has completely changed into the color of tomato soup, but it smells more than tomato. In short, it is weird.

But after hearing the story Jiang Jiang told him, Jiang Feng felt that the smell was not so strange.

Jiang Sanjian put the previously washed cabbage into a hot soup and burned it. After a few minutes, the fire was turned off and the soup was finished.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for Jiang Jian's recipe: Baiwei Soup."

"Oh, how do I make this soup, I don't know if it tastes good or not, or if the beef is rotten, Xiaofeng, do you want to try it for me first?" Began nervous again.

"Okay." Jiang Feng quickly went to the bowl and filled himself with a half spoonful of Baiwei soup that looked like borscht and blew.

"Bo Jiang, rest assured, I think the soup you made today must be very delicious." Jiang Feng laughed.

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