Chapter 43: Meat sauce

"What mission is the host talking about?" The system asks, it seems a bit confusing.
"I am going to enter the kitchen and trials now. Shouldn't I have to issue a task of learning to taste the meat in a night, and then reward a task?" McGonagall took it for granted.
"Now the system has no tasks to publish, please host the behavior of self-selection." The system calmly answers.
"If there is no reward, then I am not happy to learn." McGonagall did not care.
"After the experience package is opened, the kitchen trial field will disappear after twenty-four hours, the host please take it easy." The system is also an indifferent tone.
"Oh, is this system growing?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows and was smashed. Is this the resistance from the system?
Looking at the twenty-four hour countdown that appeared on the door of the kitchen tester, McGonagall was too lazy to talk nonsense with the system, and opened the door directly with consciousness. Then, just like the last time, all the spirits were taken away, and then the eyes were opened. It was already in the closed kitchen.
McGonagall looked around. There was a large round oven in the corner of the stove. The outer casing was made of silver stainless steel. It was an electric oven. It was a bit like a traditional carbon oven. It was easier.
"This stove can bake at least fifteen Baijiji, which is much faster than doing Yangzhou fried rice." McGonagall went over and opened the lid and looked up, nodding with satisfaction.
There is also a spice box on hand, and McGonagall opens up to see the fragrant leaves, cinnamon, and aniseed... the spices that are needed for the braised meat are readily available.
There are several large bags of flour in the cupboard, pork belly in the half of 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 pork belly from the refrigerator. After cleaning, cut it into chunks 15 cm long and 10 cm wide, then put in a Add a variety of seasonings to the large tank and marinate them.
This pickling time takes more than a day, but after all, it is in the kitchen space, so this time is automatically erased, marinated in five minutes, the marinated meat is placed in the pot, and various spices and spices are added. After the fire is boiled, the floating foam is beaten, and then the small fire is boiled for two hours, so that a portion of the meat is finished.
In the process of cooking, McGonagall began the first experience of dealing with flour.
After tens of thousands of exercises in Yangzhou fried rice, McGonagall's knife is enough to cope with 80% of the kitchen, but the face is different, not only technical, but also physical.
Although the system will fix his physical strength every hour, but it is too much effort. After ten minutes, it will basically take a while to continue. Now this state of the body is too potholic and awkward. It took more than an hour to complete.
After licking the noodles, put aside for half an hour, then pull out a small dough, then pull the thin strips one by one, apply a piece of sesame oil, sprinkle a little salt and pepper, then roll up into a cake, then use a rolling pin to make a round Shape, such a raw noodle will be done.
Open the oven on the side, preheat the cake on the plate and then set it on the baking pot until it is cooked. This stove goes down and roasts 16 white oysters.
McGonagall took a roasted white oyster from the oven and looked out, because the first time it was done, the shape was a bit awkward, and there was still a crack, not very successful.
The braised pork is almost good. Open the lid and the smell of the braised pork is on the surface. The light brown braised pork looks good, but there are a few pieces that are scattered and need to be improved.
I remembered the meat folder that I used to eat in Xi'an in the past, and the comments and requests that I wrote in Weibo now become demands on myself. The expression is a bit strange.
Sure enough, it was uncomfortable for retribution, and I was stuck in myself.
I don’t know when to make such a meat clip.
Next, McGonagall began to make some monotonous and repeated rehearsal of the meat sauce, but with the last experience, he is now the heart of the water, and did not feel uncomfortable because he stayed in this closed kitchen for a long time.
I don't know how many times I did it. When the time countdown on the wall pointed to 335 days, McGonagall skillfully took out a white scorpion from the oven, and gently stroked the knife on the edge. The mouth appeared, and a piece of waxed meat was put from a pot on the cutting board and chopped with a kitchen knife. All of them were stuffed into the mouth of Bai Jizhen, and then poured a small spoonful of wax juice, a steaming The bacon meat folder is finished.
"System, should this be okay this time?" McGonagall asked as he was expecting.
"According to the host's previous review requirements:
1 meaty, thin without residue, fat is not greasy - to achieve;
2 馍 white, skin crisp and tender, center emptiness, shape iron ring, chrysanthemum heart - reached;
3 eat meaty, crisp, scoop soft, bite down and fill the mouth with oil - to achieve.
Congratulations on the three requirements of the hosted meat sauce, and successfully mastered the practice of waxed meat sandwiches, unlocked the purchase rights of the ingredients needed for the meatballs, and unlocked the required use of kitchen utensils. The sound of the system sounded.

Perfect.
McGonagall opened his mouth and bite the meat in his hand. The crispy white oysters became so soft after being soaked in the gravy. After the fat and not greasy pork was bitten, the delicious wax juice followed. It overflowed and went down, filled with oil, so that he couldn't help but close his eyes. This feeling is really satisfying.
A bite of meat in his mouth just swallowed, and McGonagall opened his eyes from the bed, his mouth moving and boring.
Recalling the delicious gravy that had been hitting the taste buds, I suddenly felt sleepy. I gently turned on the bedside lamp, and McGonagall took a look at it. It is now at 12:00.
It took only 30 days to enter the kitchen test site. Most of the time was spent practicing Baiji, so it took only two hours in reality.
Wake up and put on shoes, Meg changed the chef's clothes, lightly and lightly turned off the lights, went downstairs into the kitchen, and surely there was an oven in the corner of the cooktop, and the spices and other things were also prepared. There are a variety of refrigerators that make Yangzhou fried rice ingredients. Now there is also a separate area filled with pork belly, which is the same as in the kitchen trial field.
McGonagall took the apron from the side and took out two large pieces of pork belly from the refrigerator. After cleaning, the pieces were placed in a large tank and marinated with various spices and spices.
After all, in reality, the system will not help him directly omit the pickling step. Although it is a little worse than expected in one night, it should be used tomorrow morning. You can give Amy an authentic sauce. breakfast.
Thinking of Amy holding a meat clip and eating it happily, the smile on Meg's face is getting more and more brilliant.