Chapter 12: Shinji

I saw that Genrou first cleaned her hands and chose two pieces of pork belly, and handed them to Master Gao: "Master Gao, there are two pieces of meat here, you can choose them first!"
These two pieces of skinny pork belly are fat and thin, which are good ingredients for braised pork.
Chef Gao didn't look at her right-handedly, he just banged on the meat with his fingers, and couldn't help but whispered something, and said scornfully, "Girl, your two pieces of meat are the goods of yesterday, and the meat quality can only be regarded as You can barely make it up, will it make you a drunk restaurant, and this is the only one! "
Gentle is not annoyed, smiling: "Senior, now it's cold and the meat is easy to save. This meat can be used. The younger one proposed that I don't have to choose more than half of the meat in my hand. How about stone?" Brother, cut the meat! "After tossing the meat on the cutting board, Fang Dashi went straight to the knife, and when he heard the sound of" 唰 ", he saw that the piece of meat was neatly divided into two halves, which were generally the same size.
This hand seems simple, but it is not trivial.
I know that the pork belly is fat and thin, and the meat dumplings are sticky knives. Usually, the chef cuts and cuts slowly. Few people can be as uniform as a stone. This hand-knife method is simple and unobtrusive, but it is a decisive and quick shot, obviously good skill.
"Hey, there are two hits!" Seeing that Fang Dashi showed this hand, Chef Gao was also quite surprised. Then he put a little contempt and began to look seriously at the teenager.
Honestly, he was sixteen years old, of medium size, with a kind and friendly smile on his face, and he could hardly see the demeanor of a master.
Chef Gao Gao had settled down, and secretly thought about leaving him alone. He would cook the dish first, and he would no longer care about the gentle and gentle Fang Dashi. After he simmered half a piece of meat, he went to look for a stove eye.
Fang Dashi tossed the meat in his hands, left it alone for a long time, but was distressed and said to himself: "The guest just looked very hungry! But Master said that the porridge was cooked slowly and the meat was cooked slowly. So short time, how? Can you make fatty but not greasy braised pork? Hey, it's really difficult! "
Gentlely patted Fang Dashi, reminding: "If you think about it again, Chef Gao will be ready, prepare things quickly!" Between words, a chef looks like.
Fang Daishi glanced at Chef Gao and saw that he had already started to use it. He quickly and hurriedly picked up some commonly used materials, and then settled down.
Gently took the pork belly in his hand, soaked in the warm water with tacit understanding.
I waited until the pork belly was soaked in the water for a while, then gently added some hot water to it, and then squeezed it with both hands repeatedly to let the blood slowly leak out.
I repeated this a few times, and when the blood no longer leaked out, gentleness stopped with satisfaction.
Then took out the meat and threw it into a large pot of boiling water next to it, and cooked a bowl of cooking wine along the side of the pot. While cooking, picked up a large spoon and slowly skimmed the floating foam. After a while, I saw that the meat was gradually tightening in the pot, and the floating foam no longer appeared.
I could see Fang Dashi's eyes light up: "Gentle girl, when did you learn this hand?"
"Hey, I saw my father do it that day too. Just do it like that! Brother Stone, take out the meat and change it into small pieces!" Gentle casually said something, then ordered.
After hearing the words, Fang Dashi took the meat out, put it on a cutting board, cut it horizontally, cut it up with a knife, brushed it a few times, and cut it into small squares.
Chef Gao Gao moved faster. At this time, the meat had been put into the pan, and a burning scent of meat immediately flew away.
Be gentle and dare not neglect, quickly set up the oil pan, boil the oil, add a little white sugar to the burnt, and then put the meat into the pan, but just a series of sounds "Zila la", the surface of the meat immediately changed Color, fast color is deeper, piece by piece like mahogany.
"Come on!" Gentle is still small, Fang Dashi stepped forward and took the spatula.
"Brother Stone, hurry up, don't stick the pan!" Gentle commanded quickly.
The large square stone was tense, and there were a few fine beads of sweat on the forehead.
I can see that although there is tenderness and courage on the side, the tension for the first time is inevitable! Not to mention in this situation!
At this time, I washed and chopped the shallots, ginger, garlic, pepper, cinnamon and other materials gently and neatly, and then arranged neatly at the bottom of the casserole, and said loudly: "Stone brother, come out of the pot!"
"Come here!" Fang Dashi heartily understood, shoveled out the pieces of meat, and put them in the casserole.
Gentle and quickly spread the same layer of material on top, then add water and salt, and place the casserole on the stove and cook.
After the water boiled, they took out a few wood fires and turned them into a low fire and simmered slowly. The two were relieved.
Seeing that the meat was on the pan, he straightened up, took a breath, and took out the rice that was soaked in the kitchen in the morning, opened the fire and steamed a pot of rice.
"Sister Rouer, what do you do with steamed rice?" Fang Dashi was puzzled.
"Brother Stone, have you forgotten? Baifan is the soul of braised pork!" Smiled softly.
"Wonderful! Really wonderful!" Fang Dashi brightened his eyes and held out his thumb.
"Just this craft?" Chef Gao glanced here and snorted: "Two children who don't know life and death, have fun!"
Fang Dashi smiled thickly and did not get angry. He took a chance to glance at Chef Gao and saw that he was carefully guarding a wine jar on the stove.
Gentle, but unwilling, said, "Senior, I don't know who will die yet!"
Chef Gao was furious: "Girl, arrogance!"
"Is braised pork ready? I'm starving to death!" The big man in the front hall shouted with a loud voice.
In this urging sound, the two hot braised pork was out of the pot.
"Come, let you wait for a long time-" Mariko served as a running hall, holding a hot tray, a casserole, a wine jar inside, trotting out.
客人 The other guests in the front hall also put down the chopsticks, gathered around curiously, stretched their necks and looked into the tray.
The big man was so impatient that he reached out to open the two covers, and everyone swallowed at a glance.
In the casserole on the left, the uncooked pieces of meat were red and oily, and the color was like amber agate. The soup was thick and thick, and the unique aroma of braised meat wandered in the noses of everyone.
In the jar of wine on the right, the meat is actually a whole piece. In addition to the strong meaty aroma, there is also a unique and fresh fragrance, which makes people suddenly feel very comfortable.
The big-bodied man twitched his nose violently, sniffed a few times, slammed the table, closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly, "Your grandma! It's so fragrant, I'm drooling."
Chef Gao embraced his arms and looked arrogant.
Fang Dashi was standing in a normal manner, although he was somewhat cramped, but still calm.
Gently and confidently stood aside, calmer than my age!
"You, taste it." Chef Gao couldn't help it at this moment, stepped forward and pointed to the Dahan Road.
At this moment, the big-sized man was unbearable for a long time, chewed up, just ate two mouthfuls, and suddenly yelled, "Where is the meal? Come on!"
Gently smiled, "I've prepared it for you!" With a wave of her hand, a large bowl of steaming white rice came up.
Dahan was uncomfortable at this moment. He had a chopstick on the left and a chopstick on the right. When I ate it later, I didn't even need a spoon. I just picked up the casserole and poured the broth on the rice and stirred it.
I saw everyone shaking their heads.
掌 Li Treasurer also swallowed, whispered: "This eating is like the birth of a wicked ghost!"
Gentle could not help but pouting and laughing, saying, "Brother Stone, who makes Dad's braised pork so delicious!"
For a while, the big-handed man wiped his mouth, put down the chopsticks, and saw that there was only a little residue in the dishes at this moment.
The big guy with a big shape filled his mouth full of happiness, and said with happiness: "Smile, smile! Too grandma's delicious, eat a little bit more."
"This is also called eating a little bit more? Almost licked the plate!" Gentle smile.
"Which one is delicious? Which one is delicious?" When the big man finished eating, the crowd gathered around and asked eloquently.
Dahan Han looked at the two empty bowls in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and whispered in his mouth, "All are delicious, all are delicious."
呵 "Oh, it looks like a draw!" A familiar voice came from the crowd.
"Dad!" Exclaimed gently.
Everyone turned around and turned to one side again. Wen Shouzheng did not know when he rushed back to 'Drunk Xianlou'. He didn't enter the backyard but stood in the crowd.
"Yes, a draw!" Dahan snorted.
"Draw?" Fang Dashi and Gentle exclaimed in unison.
Immediately, Fang Dashi smiled happily: "Really? Haha, Master, we were even tied with Chef Gao without losing your face!"
"Draw tied with these two little cubs? Impossible, impossible!" Chef Gao was desperate.
Seeing this, Wen Shouzheng laughed a long time and came over and said, "Brother Gao accepted it."
Master Gao's face turned blue.
Wen Shouzheng came to the table and knocked on the sidewalk of the altar: "Brother Gao, in fact, as soon as I saw it, I knew that this was your braised pork. If it is really a theory of craftsmanship, do n’t you say it is a girl and a disciple, then It ’s me, I ’m afraid it ’s not your opponent. The braised pork you made, the old way, is pure; cooking meat with the Shaoxing old wine jar is delicate and original; using a sharp knife to divide the surface of the meat, it seems to be round and integrated. In fact, it is cut into pieces, this knife can not work! The whole piece of meat, the surface is chestnut red, and the white inside is faintly visible when eating; the lean meat is beautiful in texture, it seems to be dug down from the marble, the condition is very good, and before entering, let With the population flowing, the taste of braised pork can be said at the entrance. Adding hawthorn, rind, and almonds makes the meat crispy. The sweet-scented osmanthus, shiitake, horseshoe, and winter bamboo shoots are more refreshing in meat dishes. But ... unfortunately Ah, unfortunately, I am afraid you have lost in this refreshing. "
"What do you mean!" Chef Gao froze for a moment.
Wen Shouzheng paused and pointed to the meat-filled empty casserole and continued: "I'll talk about this little girl and the stone, the heat is a little bit worse. Cooking meat, or cooking in oil or sauce, also Or cooked with water, the cooked meat is as amber, you do n’t need to fry it with sugar. The color of your meat is yellow here and black there, which means that the cooking is uneven, but it is okay, the flavor is rich and sweet The saltiness is moderate, the fat is not greasy, and it is crispy and tangible. It tastes smooth and oily, and the soup is rich. It is best with rice! "
Wen Shouzheng first commented on the dishes of the two, then nodded slightly, and then the words turned around, saying, "You always say that 'Drunk Xianlou' is not as good as 'Yinxiang', but it has nothing to do with restaurants and the highest state of cooking, so It ’s the essence of the dish! "
Everyone is interested, it sounds fine.
Wen Shouzheng continued: "Brother Gao, I'm not saying that your braised pork is not well burned. On the taste alone, you are definitely far above the little girl and the apprentice, but you have not grasped the true meaning of braised pork. This Braised pork is a folk dish, not a treasure on the official seat. In the Zhou Dynasty, folks often raised hogs, but the rich disdain to eat, the poor do not cook. This braised pork ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is The taste of hogs is maximized, the oil is heavy, and the farmer's method is the best. It is most enjoyable to pour the soup with roasted meat and rice. The order of the guest officer was intended to eat this refreshing way. High Brother, you see, this braised pork is too delicate, no oily color, and the soup is dry, and you probably add a lot of side dishes when cooking the meat to get rid of it. The flesh of the flesh. "
Chef Gao immediately froze and mumbled to himself. After a moment, he suddenly stunned Wen Shouzheng and sighed: "Master Wen, you really deserve the reputation of the first chef in Zuixianlou, and admire you! Although the test was a tie, I lost Gao Yunpeng and convinced me to take it orally! Gao Mou was willing to gamble and lose, and an ancestral recipe was presented! "
Chef Gao Gao said that he held out a yellowish skinned paper with both hands in his arms and presented it to Wen Shou's front.
"How does this make it happen?" Wen Shouzheng repeatedly shirk and refuses to accept it.
"It's not for you, it's for the girl! Your girl, it's not easy, and your apprentice is not easy!" Chef Gao laughed and said goodbye again.
Tenderly and gently accepted the book: "Thank you Chef Gao, Rouer is ashamed, you must study the recipe in the book carefully, and live up to Chef Gao's trust!"
Chef Gao Gao saw the tender acceptance of the recipe, laughed three times, turned and left, and the sound came far away.
"Master Wen, if there is a fate in the future, I will come back to discuss with you again!"
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