Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

"In such a small place, is the cook really reliable?"

Zeyu had just stepped into Master Tian's mansion when he saw an old Taoist priest with a goatee sitting in the front hall, looking him up and down with mung bean eyes, and the words seemed to come from his mouth.

This veteran Taoist is quite a person. He is dressed in a gray and blue Taoist robe, his hair is tied up in a bun, he wears a two-ceremony scarf, and he wears green cloth shoes.But he has tall and thin cheekbones, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and uneven features on his face. People who don't know him may think he is a charlatan from somewhere.

"I made Daoist Jia laugh. We used to have a restaurant in the city, but unfortunately it closed down a few days ago. We can only find some small cooks. I hope the Taoist will not dislike it."

Sitting next to Jia Daochang was a fat-headed squire. He half-lyed on the upper seat, caught a glimpse of Zeyu looking this way, and waved his hands in disgust:

"What do you look at? If Wenxiang Building hadn't closed down, whichever round would get you, don't make any mistakes!"

As soon as the squire finished speaking, the ruffian behind Zeyu pushed him roughly, and said viciously:

"Did you hear Master Tian's words? Are you still acquainted?"

After finally coming to the kitchen of this house, there were only a few handymen and two cooks in it. The ruffian who led the way tapped the list on the table with one hand and raised his chin:

"This is the dish that the Taoist priest wants to eat. Mr. Tian also knows your weight, so he didn't intend to embarrass you. However, if you can't make it, do you know what will happen?"

Zeyu glanced at it, knew what was in his mind, bowed his head and replied, "Understood."

As soon as the ruffian left, the two busy cooks in the room immediately came to Zeyu's side, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him in a low voice:

"Are you the little brother who passed the Wenxiang Building's teacher banquet before? You have worked hard, don't worry, at least half of it can be made, and if you need help, just ask."

These two are the cooks of Mr. Tian's family, the thin one is called Jiang Mingzhi, and the fat one is called Che An.

The two had heard about "Xie Zeyu" a long time ago, and knew that he was forced to come here to make up the number, so they felt a little more sympathy for Zeyu.

Zeyu knew this well, and did not reject the two people's kindness, but only winked at Chongyun who was hiding on the beam, and asked the two:

"May I ask the two big brothers, how do you plan to divide the work?"

It turned out that this old Taoist had a very tricky taste and asked Mr. Tian to set up a tofu feast to wash him off.

"The two of us can only know three of the six dishes on the menu, mapo tofu, dried tofu and green vegetable rolls, and cloth bag tofu."

Che An picked up the menu with one hand, and explained to Zeyu with gestures:

"As for the other three dishes, I have heard of chrysanthemum tofu and lotus flower tofu, but I don't know how to make them; and the other dish of lotus tofu, we have never heard of it, and we have no idea."

Jiang Mingzhi nodded, and suggested: "If you want me to say, why don't we do it together first, so that we can just handle it?"

"The other three ways, I know how to do it."

Glancing at Fengsheng's stove, Zeyu had an idea, and said tactfully:

"If you only make half of it, I'm afraid Mr. Tian won't give up."

"really?"

When the two of them heard this, their eyes lit up as if they had seen a savior:

"Brother Xie needs us to do anything, just ask."

"Don't dare."

Zeyu no longer refuses, and expresses her thoughts:

"In my opinion, it's better for us to cook two dishes. The division of labor is just right. In addition to the three dishes that the two elder brothers already know, can you help me make another lotus tofu? Of course, I will explain the method in detail."

This is exactly what the two of them wanted: "This is good!"

When that hooligan came to the door, Chong Yun wanted to beat them up again, but was stopped by Ze Yu:

To capture the thief, you must capture the king. It may be that their previous approach was too gentle, and taking a few hooligans at random was not deterrent enough after all.

Therefore, Zeyu asked Chongyun to follow him secretly and came to Master Tian's mansion. He wanted to see who the big backers behind these gangsters were.

After negotiating with the two cooks, Zeyu picked out the ingredients he needed from the stove. Unexpectedly, this old man looked shabby and ate well.

Guang said that the chrysanthemum tofu that Zeyu is making not only requires high ingredients, but also tests knife skills.

First of all, a pot of old turkey soup should be boiled as the soup base. Not to mention the old turkey chicken, red dates, ginger, and rice wine juice should be put into the soup. .

Next, cut the tofu into small cubes, and then cut five-sixths of each piece of tofu into shreds. This step is naturally the most difficult. Needless to say, how soft the tofu is, if it is cut loose or thick, it will lose its smooth taste .

Then gently put the cut tofu into a small bowl, and slowly pour water along the wall of the bowl. At this time, the tofu will naturally spread out into the shape of a chrysanthemum. After pouring out the water carefully, the rudimentary form of the chrysanthemum tofu will be left.

Then use a fine mesh strainer to remove the floating foam in the soup, filter the boiled chicken soup into another bowl, so that the remaining soup is clear and white; then use a spoon to slowly pour the chicken soup along the wall of the bowl , Slide into the chrysanthemum tofu bowl, then put the bowl on the cage drawer, and steam for a while on high heat.

Finally, blanch and wash the pak choy with chicken broth, put a vegetable leaf in each bowl of steamed chrysanthemum tofu, put a wolfberry in the middle of the tofu, and serve.

Whenever the side of the bowl is shaken, there is a chrysanthemum blooming in the grass, and the petals are swaying with the wind.

"The chrysanthemum is carved so lifelike, the tofu melts in your mouth, and the chicken soup is rich in flavor. Little brother, staying here will really bury you."

It was the first time for the two chefs to see this dish. They did not expect the finished product to be so exquisite, and they were all in admiration of Zeyu.

"I don't have much time. I'm talking about the recipe of lotus flower tofu while I'm making the rest. I'm going to trouble you two big brothers."

Smiling at the compliments of the two, Zeyu only cared about how long it would take for Chongyun to come back, and buried himself in his work:

"The ingredients used to make lotus tofu include tofu, pork stuffing, tender cabbage, onions, green beans..."

Fortunately, the two cooks are both of a certain age, and with Zeyu's touch, they immediately understand the essence of this dish, and they hardly need to bother.

The lotus pod tofu that Zeyu is making is actually mixed with minced fish and tofu, and then steamed with green beans. It is made like a white lotus pod dotted with green "lotus seeds", just like a fresh lotus pod out of water.

After the servants brought out the finished dishes, the two cooks thanked Zeyu a thousand times, and they were most fortunate:

"Now, the master probably won't vent his anger on us."

Having dealt with the two cooks one after another, Zeyu secretly became anxious, and then saw Chongyun flying in leisurely from the window, landed on his shoulder, and pecked his cheek.

Zeyu couldn't help complaining: "Why did you take so long?"

Placing his round bird head on Ding Zeyu's neck flatteringly, and secretly kissing him again, Chongyun defended in a low voice:

"I'm trying to figure out the terrain, and when I get down, I'll hit the vital points directly, so as to save you trouble."

One person and one bird hadn't finished whispering, the local ruffian who had led the way earlier walked into the kitchen, threw a small red paper packet to Zeyu, and said condescendingly:

"The master and the master are very satisfied, you can go."

Nodding to him casually, Zeyu opened the small bag, couldn't help being stunned, raised his head reflexively and asked:

"What about the wages?"

As if hearing some funny joke, the hooligan glanced at him, and twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly:

"Cooking for the master is a blessing you have cultivated. Others can't even look forward to it, and dare to ask for wages. The fortune charm inside is written by the master himself. It will ensure that your business will flourish, and you will not kneel down and thank you."

Looking down at the red talisman in the paper, Zeyu walked out of Tianfu without making a sound, and when the people behind him could not see him, he crushed the talisman paper into pieces in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, his face was terribly calm: "I changed my mind, I don't want to wait until late at night, let's go in right away."

"it is good."

Chong Yun had already figured out his temperament, this time he was really angry, and that group of people deserved it.

When the two returned home, it was already midnight, and Zeyu took a few talisman papers to play with:

"This old Taoist priest, with three colors and dyeing vats, just cheats people and makes a lot of money."

Chong Yun reached out and rubbed his hair, hugged him by the waist, and softly comforted him:

"Whatever he does, you are tired too, take a good rest."

After tossing and tossing all night, Zeyu slept with Chongyun in his arms until noon, and only got up in a hurry when he heard the dog barking outside the door.

"Isn't this Brother Che and Brother Jiang?"

As soon as he opened the door and saw someone coming, Zeyu was still sleepy and asked:

"Why are you here?"

The two of them came this time mainly to give Zeyu a private thank you gift for helping with the cooking last night.

When entering the room, Che An danced with excitement, and spoke first:

"Brother Xie, do you know? Master Tian and a few squires in the city, they are all gone."

After hearing this, Chongyun and Zeyu calmly asked them to sit down, and Zeyu asked knowingly:

"What's the matter? Can you tell me in detail?"

Jiang Mingzhi laughed from ear to ear: "Last night, I don't know which god appeared, and the treasury of Master Tian and a few squires was emptied."

"Not only that," Che An interjected anxiously, "They and their followers were stripped naked when they woke up and hung on a big tree at the entrance of the village. It's a shame."

"There's something even more miraculous," the two said one after another as if they were talking about cross talk, "It was also last night that many people in the city found money in the yard!"

"And such a good thing."

Finally, when the two stopped to drink tea, Zeyu echoed a few words at the right time, but what the two said next changed his expression:

"But, that old Taoist priest actually said that it was a monster. Why did the monster do this?"

Che An scoffed at this statement, but somewhat in awe of the old Taoist priest, hesitatingly said:

"If it's a monster, will it eat people?"

Chong Yun said coldly: "Why do monsters give money to people for no reason? Is it because they are too busy, or is it that those people are not as good as monsters?"

"That's right." The two shrank their shoulders, shocked by Chongyun's unconscious aura, and lowered their voices:

"Early this morning, that old Taoist priest was clamoring to get rid of demons, and I don't know if he was pretending to be a ghost."

"Then let's see how he dances."

After chatting with the two of them, Zeyu accepted the gift and sent them away.

As soon as the visitor left, Chong Yun immediately lowered his face: "Seeing him has nothing to do with this matter, so let him go on his own, it's really infuriating."

Zeyu hurriedly patted him down: "It's just a Taoist priest with a half bucket of water, and it's not easy to deal with him."

Unfortunately, before the two had time to discuss it, they saw Akabane rushing into the front hall recklessly:

"Your family's stupid pig was captured as a monster."

The author has something to say:

Chongyun: True Pig Teammate (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Zeyu: Don't be angry, give me a kiss