I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 489 I can finally eat
Fresh ingredients are put into Laohuo porridge, which becomes the so-called raw porridge.

This "raw" does not refer to the porridge, but the ingredients that are put into the porridge in the middle are all fresh, and it is absolutely not allowed to pass through the water and oil first.

With this thick old-fired porridge base, you can put fresh vegetables, fresh seafood from the lake, and all kinds of them. There are no certain rules, and Zhou Dong chooses to put pig offal.

There is an essential difference between the raw porridge in Guangdong Province and the boiled porridge in Kyoto. The former relies on old fire porridge, while the latter relies on old soup. Although they both use an old word, the difference is huge.
Old soup marinated cooking pays attention to the fact that the soup is also old and the ingredients are old, and the ingredients are always delicious!To incorporate the taste of old soup into the ingredients, the taste is naturally heavy, but many people just like this taste.

The raw porridge in Guangdong Province pays attention to the word "out", which means to release the taste of fresh ingredients into the old fire porridge, and the taste is more light and fresh.

This taste is very popular among southerners. Cai Bo once said on a gourmet show that he doesn’t like hot pot. If there is a choice to make one kind of food disappear, it would be hot pot with no technical content.

However, one of the hot pots he hates definitely does not include one, that is, the hot pot with Laohuo porridge as the bottom of the pot.
Think about it, in the copper-colored hot pot burning with charcoal, the thick and fragrant old fire porridge is gradually boiling, first there are bubbles the size of 'crab eyes', and when the boiling reaches the extreme, 'shrimp eyes' appear The size of the air bubbles, such a hot pot with porridge, what ingredients in the world can't be thrown into it?
With old fire porridge as the base, there are many and complex ingredients, which is called porridge bottom hot pot.

With this group of "water table handymen" who can be called a luxurious lineup, Zhou Dong doesn't have to worry about cleaning up the pigs. He only needs to focus on the knife skills. It is for the sake of showing off skills, and the word 'quick' is what is needed. The reason is that once the lid of Laohuo porridge is opened, the ingredients need to be added as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve the word 'roll' when the temperature of the porridge noodles drops. up.

The faint blue light of the knife criss-crossed in the air like a spider web, and the tender and elastic pork cheeks were cut into strips of meat that were half an inch long and half a finger wide; the nutrient-rich pork liver and lungs were being sliced After being made into small pieces, it was carved into the appearance of small blooming flowers;

The most astonishing ones are those pig intestines, which are quickly dissected at the same time as the knife flashes. The outer skin is cut vertically and horizontally with a shallow coir raincoat knife technique, and the inner layer with peculiar smell and excessive fat accumulation is peeled off. Remove about half a layer; you can’t cut all of them. If you cut them all, you will lose the fat, thick and fragrant characteristics of pig intestines. It is not pig intestines at all, and it will become a casing for sausage filling.
Goodbye Knife!
The excited old Wu Gong could only look up and worship. Sure enough, after Zhou Dong took away his knife, he did something that made all his colleagues look at him. He got a basin of warm water from somewhere, and put Wearing a clean white towel, there was a bar of soap trembling on his upturned wrist.

"Chef Zhou, please wash your hands!"

His voice was full of respect, and his face was full of solemn expressions.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, this scene is too familiar, it is simply the "normal courtesy" of Qinxing's elementary school apprentice to the master, and judging by the appearance of the old Wu Gong, if he is not worried about the crowds present, he can definitely lift this washbasin Go overhead.

Nima, this is the chef of the island country, and he actually gave the disciple ceremony to Team Leader Zhou?
The hearts of several chefs were shocked, and the master chefs of the island country came to salute the disciples of Team Leader Zhou. How many of us?This level seems to be a little too big.Fortunately, we are all organized, and now we are colleagues with Team Leader Zhou.
Zhou Dong put down the kitchen knife, lightly covered the casserole, adjusted the firepower, and saw the scene of the old martial artist's upper body, which was quite embarrassing. After thinking about it, he washed his hands symbolically, even though his hands were very tight Clean without a drop of dirt.

It can be considered that he has been in contact with the islanders a few times. Zhou Dong is now the real name of this group of people. If he doesn't wash his fingers, maybe the old Wugong can do anything.

Seeing that Zhou Dong had washed his hands, Lao Wugong left with a basin in his hand in satisfaction.

Youxi! Seeing how well-behaved I am, Mr. Zhou will definitely have a good impression of me, even if it’s just a little bit, as long as I keep going, one day he will be moved!

effort!Takemiya Masada, you are the best!

The casserole on the fire eye is slowly spewing white mist, and a faint fragrance of porridge and meat gradually overflows. You can hardly smell this kind of smell. If you take a few more breaths, you will definitely fall in love with it, and then I couldn't help but want to go over and lift the lid of the pot to take a look. If possible, I'd better be able to sneak a few bites.

Shang Qingxiong had already circled the casserole five or six times, swallowing his saliva and asking, "Lao Zhou, it's been almost three hours now, the smell has come out, do you have to wait?"

Zhou Dong didn't look at the time, just sniffed lightly and said, "It's ok."

"Okay? Haha, I knew it!"

As expected of Jin Chengjun Qu Hehe's famous God of War figure, but with rough skin and thick flesh, this guy grabbed the casserole lid empty-handed, then quickly threw it on the counter, grinned at Zhou Dong and said, "It's so hot! "

Zhou Dong patted his forehead, he was speechless at this guy, when he walked over to take a wooden spoon to serve porridge, he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and it was old Wu Gong again: "How can this kind of porridge work for you? ? I'll come, I'll come."

"I'll still come."

"I come."

Takemiya Masada's move made Song Jing and the others unable to sit still. Diligence is a rather special industry. Masaharu has nothing to do with this place, regardless of race or skin color. Cooking skills are the standard by which everything is measured.The dignified chef from the island country ran to serve porridge, who can sit still?
In the end, it was Song Jing and Su Bi who ordered his assistants to serve the porridge in blue and white thick-walled porcelain bowls. The first bowl was naturally given to Shang Lao, but the second bowl was sent to Zhou Dong's very naturally without asking anyone to order. In the hands, next are Takemiya Masada and several master masters.

Fortunately, the porridge casserole was big enough. After waiting for a long time, Shang Qingxiong finally got a bowl. When he saw the layer of light yellow porridge oil in the porridge bowl, how could he bear it and suck it hard? After taking a big mouthful, his eyes were stared round by the heat, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"You don't drink porridge like this, you have to use a spoon"

Zhou Dong picked up the spoon and scooped up half a spoonful, blew it gently twice, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

"Suck it, suck it."

At the same time, everyone from Shang Lao to the masters also drank the first mouthful of porridge.

美啊
(End of this chapter)