Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

"These two maids and servants are at their disposal."

Uncle Deng led Zeyu to the kitchen, nodded to the servants waiting inside, then turned and left.

"Uncle Lao Deng."

Zeyu replied, looking at the ingredients on the stove:

Lively sea prawns, juicy spinach, mellow and spicy lard, tender winter bamboo shoots and premium pork belly, etc.

It is indeed one of the best big households in the city, the ingredients are carefully selected, and all the cooking tools are available, which is many times better than that in Wenxianglou before.

Zeyu knew at a glance that there were all materials for making emerald shrimp dumplings. If he guessed correctly, the person who made the decision this time should be Mr. Ning.

This son is the son of Master Ning and his wife in old age, so he is responsive to his requests and is famous for his tricky appetite.

The dim sum is exquisite, the strength of the noodles, the layers of the meat filling, the degree of seasoning, every step is extremely elegant, which is the reason why this emerald shrimp dumpling can please this nobleman.

No time to think about other things, Zeyu first killed the sea prawns, peeled off the prawns, and soaked them in salt water for about a stick of incense, so that the crispy taste of the prawns could be maintained.

Then he chopped the pork belly and winter bamboo shoots, took out the soaked shrimp, beat it repeatedly with a knife, then added it to the minced pork and winter bamboo shoots, poured in the seasoning, and stirred until sticky. finished.

Another problem with this dim sum is how to make dumpling wrappers that are crystal clear, smooth and non-sticky.

The first is to use half of the flour and half of the cornstarch for the dough, and boil it with boiling water until it is translucent. This is the first color of the dough.

The second color is spinach green. The spinach is scalded with lard until it is just cooked, then the spinach juice is ground with a stone mill, and then boiled again to replace boiling water and make dough.

In this way, the freshness of spinach juice can greatly reduce the greasy feeling in the meat filling, and the combination of vegetarian and meat complements each other.

Afterwards, Zeyu kneaded the dough of the two colors into long strips, cut them into small pokes with a knife, and then rolled them straight and thin with rolling noodles.

This step is a test of the hand feel. If the dumpling skin is rolled too thin, it will not be able to cover the meat filling; if it is rolled too thick, the dumpling skin will weaken the deliciousness of the meat, which is a failure.

The next step is to wrap the meat filling with green and white textured dumpling skins. The wrapping technique is also exquisite. Each shrimp dumpling should be closed after pinching twelve folds, no more, no less.

Wrapped out in this way, it is like a pocket-sized and ingenious emerald cabbage, neatly arranged on the steamer.

"Please send it up, girl."

The steamed shrimp dumplings are still steaming white, and the plump meat filling is looming under the breakable skin, like a beauty in white gauze.

Zeyu solemnly handed the steamer to the maid who was waiting at the side, while she silently cleaned up the stove and waited patiently for Mr. Ning to taste it.

"Thank you for waiting for a long time, my son, please come to the hall for a while."

Less than half an hour later, Uncle Deng came to the place where Zeyu was waiting, but he didn't look him in the eye when delivering the order.

"Ok."

The servant whispered to the side, Uncle Deng had a complex expression, and Zeyu felt uneasy in his heart: Could it be that there was an accident?

Just stepped into the hall, a hearty voice sounded:

"This must be Mr. Xie. He is really young and promising. It's a pity."

The young man in front of him is dressed in a brocade gown, a black jade hair crown, and a cloud gauze smock, with handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, red lips and white teeth, he must be Mr. Ning.

With a "thud" in his heart, Zeyu raised his eyes and saw Chef Cai standing beside him wearing an apron with a bright face.

"Meet Mr. Ning."

Zeyu suppressed the shock in his heart, bowed his head and saluted, and various conjectures flashed in his mind:

Chef Cai's complexion is rosy, and he doesn't look sick at all. What's going on?

"The emerald shrimp dumplings you made, the dumpling skin is white and flexible, and the filling is delicious and smooth, it can be said to be full of color and fragrance."

Mr. Ning first clapped his hands and praised a few words, full of the pride of a glutton, then his tone changed:

"However, real dim sum is not only about materials and knife skills, but also about the soul."

Seeing that Zeyu couldn't understand, Mr. Ning frowned slightly, shook his head and laughed, as if lamenting that rotten wood cannot be carved:

"Although the emerald shrimp dumplings you made have the same shape, the taste is always lacking, which is really regrettable."

"That is, if you only learn superficial skills, it will be difficult to be elegant in the end."

Chef Cai couldn't hide his complacency, and couldn't wait to chime in:

"That is to say, only Mr. Ning, who is so talented in food reviews, can see through this kid's trick and return the old man's innocence."

"The villain dares to ask what is the difference between the two?"

Just now's words seemed to sentence him to death, but Zeyu was definitely not convinced:

According to Xie Zeyu's memory, all the dim sum produced by Chef Cai has been made by him in these years, and there is no difference.

"Are you dissatisfied? Question my tongue?"

Hearing Mr. Ning's inadvertently rising ending, Zeyu was about to say a few words to make amends, when he heard the other party say:

"Well, my son has always been reasonable, you come up and taste it for yourself."

After thanking Mr. Ning, Zeyu walked to the table calmly, picked up a emerald shrimp dumpling made by Chef Cai, and frowned imperceptibly:

The dumpling skin is too thick, and it is a little wrinkled after steaming, and the color of the meat filling cannot be seen;

The green and white colors are mixed together, not like shrimp dumplings, but like a green ball.

At first glance, everything from appearance to taste of dumpling wrappers is a bit off. Zeyu couldn't figure it out: Why did Mr. Ning say such a thing?Or are they a gang?

When this puzzle was bitten through the flesh, it was instantly answered, and Zeyu felt as if he had been struck by lightning:

That's it!

"how?"

Mr. Ning raised his eyebrows, and tapped lightly on the table with one hand.

"There are medicinal herbs added to it, and eating too much is not beneficial to others. Does Young Master Ning know what that is?"

Putting down the chopsticks politely, Zeyu's apricot eyes seemed to burst into anger, but he had to bear it hard:

Before exposing Chef Cai, he wanted to know whether Mr. Ning really didn't know.

"You spit out blood!"

Chef Cai's body couldn't help trembling slightly, others thought he was out of breath, only he knew:

It was actually dismantled by this stick!He must be dealt with!

"I really haven't tasted it, but Chef Cai has been with the Ning Mansion for many years, why did he harm me? It's just a dim sum. It's really..."

Mr. Ning looked at Zeyu from disappointment to disgust. He waved his hand and signaled to Uncle Deng:

"I originally planned to let him stay in Ning Mansion as a helper. This kind of person with evil intentions is not worth it."

"Young man, before cooking, you should learn how to be a human being."

At the back door of the Ning Mansion, Uncle Deng hesitated to speak several times, and finally only left this sentence.

"Is it human if you wear human skin?"

Asked subconsciously, Zeyu realized that her words were too aggressive after she spoke. After all, Uncle Deng thought it was "a good intention", so he only persuaded:

"I heard that Mr. Ning eats one emerald shrimp dumpling almost every day. If this continues..."

Before Zeyu could finish speaking, Uncle Deng frowned impatiently and waved his hands, the meaning was very clear: just go.

"Have you eaten, pack up quickly."

Zeyu was sweating profusely, and managed to get rid of the few local hooligans who were chasing him, and rushed back to the wooden house. Seeing that Chongyun was safe and sound, he didn't dare to rest for a moment, and pointed:

"Jump out of the window sill and hide in the grass, quick."

Chongyun was inexplicable to the whole bird, and it could be seen that Zeyu's brows were furrowed and his lips were pursed into a line, as if he was facing an enemy, so he couldn't help becoming nervous.

"What happened?"

As soon as one person and one bird hid in the grass, they saw a dozen strong men with sticks surrounding the wooden house.

The leader looked familiar, and slammed the door loudly: "Xie Zeyu, get out, I'll spare you!"

"He met at Wenxiang Tower that day..."

That's right, that man was the strong man who failed to frame Zeyu at the graduation banquet.

The wooden house was turned upside down, but Xie Zeyu was still not found. The group of finding faults were so furious that they burned it all down.

Zeyu just stepped out of the Ning Mansion, and this group of people appeared so quickly and timely, no matter how you think about it, it can't be a coincidence.

"Do you really want to hide back on the mountain?"

Chongyun turned his head and looked at Zeyu. What is going on today is not easy. What is this person planning?

"Of course...not back."

Zeyu lowered his face and clenched his fists: Since the other party is going to kill them all, then you are welcome, even if you know what monsters and ghosts are under that layer of human skin!

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