mesbooks Chapter 305 This is probably the beheading version
Chapter 305 This is probably the beheading version
This shredded pork with green pepper was invented by Zhao Xiaojing from the stir-fried pork with chili pepper. Stir-fried pork with chili pepper reached 9% of the system recipes in the quality evaluation module, and Zhao Xiaojing spent money to buy the complete recipe, so of course it tastes delicious when it is stir-fried.
"Girl, forget it if you are not used to eating pig blood cake. Lychee meat is my specialty and I can teach you how to make it. I can also teach you other Min dishes that you like." Chef Fan pulled a chair and sat towards Zhao Xiaojing, looking at her expectantly.
"Then I'll teach you how to make shredded pork with green peppers?" Zhao Xiaojing was very helpful.
"Okay! I'll go to the refrigerator and get some shredded pork! You guys eat." Chef Fan seemed to have been waiting for these words. He put down his chopsticks, stopped eating, stood up and wanted to leave.
"No, no, I still have nearly three portions of shredded pork and green peppers! These ingredients have already been washed and cut. It would be a waste if you don't use them. You can use them to cook. If you don't have enough seasoning, just ask me for some!" Chef Huang hurriedly said, pulling Chef Fan.
The Wei family ordered forty-five tables of dishes. Today, the guests sat at a total of forty-three tables, including Chef Huang and the band members, so there were ingredients for two extra tables of dishes.
"How about Huang come too?"
"Yes, Master Huang, come along too, let's have a discussion."
"Okay!" Chef Huang was overjoyed.
The three of them quickly finished their meal and went into the kitchen, leaving the sisters-in-law and apprentices to continue eating. After eating, they cleaned up the table and dismantled the shed. Chef Huang was embarrassed at first and said he would stay for a while until everyone finished cleaning up before going. But several apprentices pushed him and were even more anxious than him, "Master Huang, go and learn quickly. Once you learn, we won't have to worry about not having food!"
Chef Fan greeted the second son of the Wei family and went to get the ingredients. The three of them didn't waste any time and started to exchange cooking skills using the stove in the second son's kitchen. After a while, exclamations of the three people were heard from the kitchen one after another.
"What a steady hand! Such precise timing!"
"The timing is impeccable!"
"Is this possible? So this is how it's rolled?"
"Haha, great! Let me try it!"
The three of them have different areas of expertise and cuisines, but they can all accurately get each other's ingenuity and strong control in cooking. At first, they were full of surprise and politeness. However, after the three of them quickly became familiar with each other, various ideas began to collide, the style of painting changed, and the scene became tit-for-tat.
"I think it would be better if you use water starch instead of pickled meat! The starch won't be too big, it will be tender when fried, and it will be easier to control the heat. It's better than scallion and ginger water!"
"No, no, no, Lao Huang, you are wrong. I think the scallion and ginger water is better, but the egg white can be added or not!"
"No, I need both the scallion and ginger water and the egg white! One is smooth and tender, and the other is delicate. Each has its own use, and oil is also essential!"
"No, I have to try it. Girl, just watch, the result will definitely be better than yours!"
"Girl, don't listen to him. You're better at cooking than I am. Try cooking it as I say and see if it tastes better!"
"Absolutely not. I'll fry one for you and you'll know!" Chef Fan's eyes were excited. He mixed the shredded pork according to his own ideas and started to heat the oil. In a blink of an eye, the third dish of shredded pork with green peppers was out of the pot. "Come, try my improved version!"
"I'm afraid this is the beheading version..." Chef Huang picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, then put down the chopsticks and smacked his lips.
"Something is missing, but it's not my fault for pickling! ... What is missing?"
"Do you think it's a string?" Chef Huang sneered.
"Or is he just stubborn?" Zhao Xiaojing raised an eyebrow.
"Girl, how could you have learned bad things from him in such a short time!" Cook Fan was furious. He turned around, looked at the basket and shouted outside, "Second brother, second brother! Pick me another basket of green peppers!"
"Let's talk about your lychee meat. Since it is crispy, I think it would be better to use raw starch and add some cooking wine, or just add beer to make it crispy. It might taste better than what you have now." When Chef Huang saw that the ingredients for the shredded pork with green peppers were sold out, he turned back to study the lychee meat.
"You're arguing with the starch, right? When others add scallion and ginger water, you replace it with water starch, and when I add water starch, you replace it with raw starch? Why do I want it to be so crispy! Then I might as well just fry the fish!"
"Hey, Master Fan, don't tell me, a crispier texture is not bad. What about water chestnuts? Have you tried coating water chestnuts with starch? How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?"
"Come on, come on, then try it! Can you give it a try?"
"Let's try it." Zhao Xiaojing picked up the knife and started to cut the meat slices in front of the two men. Chef Huang stood aside and waited for Zhao Xiaojing to color and marinate the meat according to Chef Fan's steps, then scooped cornstarch into the bowl.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Xiaojing blocked it with her hands, turned her head and poured the horse hooves in to mix with it.
"Oh! Our Fujian cuisine is being ruined!" Chef Fan was heartbroken.
"Oh! The good fruit is offended by the seasoning!" Chef Huang had a headache.
"Are you going to add starch or not?" Zhao Xiaojing looked at Chef Huang unhappily.
“Why not add it!” Chef Huang glared and immediately scooped two more spoonfuls of starch.
"Add water?"
"No." Chef Huang took the bowl, put it down and ran out, came back with a can of beer, opened it, poured some into the bowl and started mixing it. Zhao Xiaojing heated the pan and stared at the starch paste in Chef Huang's hand which was becoming increasingly thick, as if thinking about something.
The oil is hot, and the lychee meat is put into the pot. The round dumplings are slowly formed in the not-too-high oil temperature. After being fried, they are picked up and poured into a bowl of starch. After grinding the brine in the pot, add the lychee meat and stir-fry quickly. This step needs to be done quickly, which is the "stir-frying" in Fujian cuisine, and is completed by the reluctant chef Fan.
The three continued to taste the food.
The lychee flesh that has been pickled in a different way is indeed more crispy, and the taste of the water chestnuts becomes layered after being coated with flour. The outer layer has a sweet and sour taste wrapped in a crispy coating, and the inner layer has a refreshing water chestnut fruit flavor.
"How about it, Old Fan? Still want to fry fish?"
"Each has its own characteristics! There are many different ways to cook lychee meat. Can you say that this method must be better than mine? Didn't you just say that a girl's cooking is an insult to fruit? Now can you say that water chestnuts coated with flour are not delicious? Even if your method is okay, everyone may like it."
"Why didn't you say anything when you just said that girl was ruining Fujian cuisine? Why don't you stop being a chef and find a job on a construction site? You're such a good chef!"
Chef Huang and Chef Fan put down their chopsticks and continued a new round of bickering. Zhao Xiaojing stared at the lychee meat being seasoned and the remaining paste in the bowl where Chef Huang was mixing the lychee meat. An idea suddenly came to her mind. She quickly seized the idea, picked up the bowl and cracked an egg into it.
"Hey girl, you are just fooling around. How can you add eggs to lychee meat?"
"You added a whole egg, even if you only added the egg white, you are insulting the egg!"
Seeing Zhao Xiaojing's actions, the two of them complained behind her. Zhao Xiaojing smiled and ignored them. Who said she was going to make lychee meat?