gourmet restaurant

Chapter 489 Porridge

Jiang Yang's mystery didn't last long, and soon Meng Wanqiu knew what Jiang Yang was cooking.

Jiang Yang made a bowl of porridge.

"Why do you make porridge?" Meng Wanqiu asked.

"Other dishes are too greasy and taste too heavy. For people like Jiang Yixia who haven't eaten for many days, porridge is more suitable." Jiang Yang said.

"That's right, but you are too bland, right?" Meng Wanqiu was a little speechless, he thought Jiang Yang was going to cook something, but it turned out to be just a bowl of porridge.

"I've asked, Jiang Yixia usually doesn't eat anything else, and occasionally drinks a little porridge." Jiang Yang said.

"Would it be a little tricky for you to do this? I was afraid that Jiang Dingzhou would throw us out at that time." Meng Wanqiu said.

"It's not enough to go out, just see how much Jiang Yixia can eat, and Jiang Dingzhou won't do anything to us if he eats too much," Jiang Yang said.

"Yeah." Meng Wanqiu nodded, and now, he had no choice but to trust Jiang Yang.

Jiangyang's porridge is not only white porridge, but also some whole grains in it.However, as Meng Wanqiu said, it was too bland.

But does blandness mean bad taste?This is not true, Cantonese cuisine is mainly light, but it is still very delicious.

And rice, the staple food in the south, is also very delicious in itself.Cooked well, white rice is also delicious.

It's just that we are usually dazzled by all kinds of dishes, thus ignoring the deliciousness of rice itself.Over time, rice became the foil.

Therefore, as long as the porridge is cooked well, it is also a delicacy.

In the casserole, the water was still boiling.The rice rolls as the water boils. From rice to porridge, this is a transformation of rice.

The addition of crushed corn and sweet potatoes adds a touch of flavor to the originally elegant porridge.

The two waited silently. As time passed, the aroma of porridge began to permeate, gradually filling the entire kitchen.

Compared with dry rice, porridge uses rice more thoroughly. The starch in the rice slowly combines with water, making the clear water turbid and viscous. At this time, the water also carries the fragrance of rice.

The cooking of porridge is a matter of testing the skill of the fire.Make sure that when the pot is boiling, the rice paste pot cannot be allowed to stir. It must be stirred from time to time, but it cannot be stirred too hard.If you stir too hard, the rice grains will break, and after brewing, it will not look so good.

Some people like porridge that is harder and less sticky, while others like porridge that is softer and thicker.The taste is different, and the time to cook porridge is also different.

Jiang Yang boiled it moderately, and under the premise of letting the rice fragrance fully develop, the rice would neither be too broken nor too thick.

Jiang Yang didn't know Jiang Yixia's taste, and Jiang Yang didn't know whether Jiang Yixia preferred thicker porridge or thinner porridge.

He also only has moderate taste in cooking.

"Tell me, why did Jiang Yixia suffer from anorexia?" Meng Wanqiu asked.

Idle is boring, only chatting can relieve boredom.

"I don't know, getting sick suddenly, who knows why I got this kind of disease." Jiang Yang shook his head.

"Yeah, the illness came like a mountain. But Jiang Yixia doesn't seem to be completely anorexic, she can still eat porridge." Meng Wanqiu said.

"As long as the anorexia is not serious, you can eat. If you don't eat at all, you won't be far away from..." Jiang Yang didn't say that word. He was always at someone else's house, so it's not good to say this word of.

"That's right. Her illness came on so fast, it's only been a while, and she can only drink porridge." Meng Wanqiu said.

"I remember they said that Jiang Yixia only drank porridge from the beginning and didn't eat anything else," Jiang Yang said.

"Is it so serious from the beginning?" Meng Wanqiu was taken aback, she thought she didn't eat at all.

Jiang Yang also felt that something was wrong when Meng Wanqiu said that.

"It seems a bit too 'quick', as if I got anorexia overnight." Jiang Yang said.

"Could it be that Jiang Yixia got anorexia after being stimulated by something?" Meng Wanqiu guessed.

"Never mind her, Jiang Dingzhou should worry about why she got anorexia. Why are we analyzing so much here? Let's cook well. If Jiang Yixia eats happily later, we can discuss cooperation with Jiang Dingzhou. "Jiang Yang arrived.

Meng Wanqiu nodded, it's nothing to gossip, there's no need to delve into it.They also don't want to get involved, no matter how Jiang Yixia got her illness, they just need to cooperate with Jiang Dingzhou.Everything else is none of their business.

The two changed the subject and didn't continue talking about Jiang Yixia. If the nanny or Jiang Dingzhou heard about it, then their affairs would be ruined.

Time passed slowly, and Jiang Yang also cooked the porridge.

The grains of rice are open, yet maintain the integrity of the rice.Golden corn crumbs are dotted among them, like a little bit of sunshine in the white clouds.The sweet potatoes are also yellow, small pieces, evenly distributed around the porridge.

The aroma has filled the entire kitchen, and even a little smell can be smelled outside.

"smell good."

The nanny was sitting in the living room, in case Jiang Yang came to her for something, she could hear her.

Mi Xiangxiang sneaked out from the kitchen, and the nanny couldn't help but say something.

She also cooks porridge on weekdays. After all, Jiang Yixia only drinks porridge now. Although she doesn't drink much, she cooks it every day.

But the porridge she cooked was not so fragrant.

The same rice, the same water, the same kitchen utensils, the difference is the people.

"It really is a chef, this porridge is delicious." The nanny took a deep breath of the fragrance and praised.

Immediately, she shrank her neck, for fear that her actions just now would be seen.That would be embarrassing.

I smelled Jiang Dingzhou. He didn't want to be as surprised as the nanny, but his expression was quite calm.It smells more fragrant than this, and it's not like he hasn't smelled it before. What's so surprising?
However, Jiang Yang's cooking skills are not bad, and he is one of the few chefs under the master who can cook such delicious dishes.

Jiang Dingzhou kept nodding, admiring secretly.

Jiang Yang brought out the casserole with a rag. The casserole has a good heat preservation effect, which can ensure that the taste of the porridge will not be lost due to the drop in temperature.

"Chef Jiang, are you done?" The nanny looked at Jiang Yang holding a casserole and said immediately.

"Well, it's done."

Jiang Yang smiled and nodded.

The nanny looked around and found that there were no other dishes, so she asked in a low voice, "Chef Jiang, did you just cook porridge?"

Jiang Yang nodded.

"I only made porridge, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing." The nanny shook her head.

She glanced at Jiang Yang secretly, then moved her eyes away.

He looks more handsome in real life, and has a good temper.

The nanny thought secretly.

She is only in her 20s, has no culture, and can only be a nanny for others.Fortunately, she has clean hands and feet and is very hardworking. The Jiang family pays her a lot of salary every month.You can live in the magic city.

She is a fan of Jiangyang, and became a fan of Jiangyang during the national competition.

Of course, she kept her work in mind, and she didn't tell Jiang Yang, nor did she ask for Jiang Yang's autograph and group photo.

(End of this chapter)