Old Hsu Kee Noodle House

He said, but quickly smiled on his face,

“I live in Jifu South Road~”

Li Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and stared at him,

"Who asked where you lived! I asked how you got in!"

"..."

Jiang Xun kicked Li Zhi, frowning,

"Don't yell if you are fine, it will scare people!"

beckoning,

"A Biao, hurry over here, this egg tart tastes best when it's hot~ This man's name is Li Zhi, if you don't pay attention to him, he'll look a bit fierce, but he's actually a very nice person."

When Xu Zhenbiao clamped his buttocks and sat beside him, Jiang Xun continued,

"As long as you don't work under him, it's fine, otherwise you will have to be shot to death."

"..."

Jiang Xun pushed the egg tart box towards him,

"Eat ~ eat ~"

Xu Zhenbiao: Can I still eat what you say... This is bought for you... I don't want to be shot to death...

Later, he didn't eat any of the egg tarts, because people came one after another, except Lao Xie Laohe and the three of them who were there before, and five or six people came, all of them were under the four master chefs Although he is said to be a junior apprentice, his seniority and reputation are much higher than that of a rookie Xu Zhenbiao. Although he is not as famous as the four of them, Lao Xie, Laohe, but in the Sichuan cuisine circle, these five or six little apprentices are also very famous. Some famous ones, at least Xu Zhenbiao has heard of them, but never seen them.

Everyone laughed and shared the egg tarts bought by Li Zhi. Because they are all middle-aged people in their 40s and [-]s and have no girls, Xu Zhenbiao is the youngest, and everyone pays more attention to him. Although they understand that he came in through the back door, they just Entering through the back door also requires some skills, so the meaning of welcome is obviously more than that of refinement. After introducing themselves one by one, the men in the room are very happy.

Seeing that everyone liked the new boy very much, Lao He got anxious and yelled loudly,

"Don't think about the young man! I'm going to introduce him to my daughter!"

The five or six people who were changing clothes over there laughed loudly, and one of them said to Lao He,

"Master, don't make any more plans, you young man is so young."

Lao He rubbed his chin, the old God is there,

"You don't understand, young lads have the potential to develop and learn. I will teach him well after I receive him under my command."

Jiang Xun poked Xu Zhenbiao, laughed,

"Hurry up and say thank you~~ Lao He's knife skills are amazing~"

Xu Zhenbiao wiped his sweat, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled perfunctorily.

There was the sound of crutches being tapped on the floor tiles outside the door, and the room fell silent instantly. Lao He, Lao Xie, Jiang Xun, Li Zhi and the others quickly got up and stood up, looking at the door squarely.

The crutches rang for dozens of times, and an old man dressed in royal blue Tang Zhuang appeared at the door, with gray hair and piercing eyes, a rosy complexion and a strong body. When he came in, they all stood upright and nodded. head, and then said to Jiang Xun,

"I'm hungry as a teacher, let's make a bowl of boiled cabbage."

Jiang Xun nodded and said seriously,

"Yes."

Then he walked out of the door in a few steps and went to make boiled cabbage.

Boiled cabbage sounds very simple, do you think it is boiled cabbage?If this is the case, Mr. Fu will stop eating. "Boiled water" is not "plain boiled water". This "boiled water" is the most high-end soup. It is made with hen, duck, ham, scallops, elbow and other ingredients, which is extremely delicious.It's just because it hangs well and the soup is as clear as water, it's called such an inconspicuous name.It takes several hours to make this dish, because Mr. Fu likes to eat this dish for breakfast, so Jiang Xun has mastered it.

Xu Zhenbiao is itching in his heart, he can also cook boiled cabbage, but knowing how to do it and doing it well are two different things, even his master can't make an authentic boiled cabbage, so he really wants to see how Jiang Xun does it made.

Mr. Fu raised his eyes and saw Xu Zhenbiao, his eyes were like eagle eyes scratched on his body.

"newcomer?"

Xu Zhenbiao nodded,

"Yes."

Mr. Fu hummed,

"Let's make a snack that is good at Taoism. I'll have two bites first."

Xu Zhenbiao was so shocked that his hands and feet trembled, he was only surprised but not happy!This old Mr. Fu asked him to make snacks, but he was not prepared at all!Besides, with just my two brushes in front of so many chefs, what kind of bird can I paint?I'm afraid it will be embarrassing and embarrassing at that time... Sigh~~~Although he thought so in his heart, how could he dare to say it, and looked at the spirited old Mr. Fu with admiration and admiration, turned around and followed outside kitchen.

Seeing him come out, Jiang Xun pointed to the refrigerator over there and said,

"Get what you need by yourself."

He looked at the lounge behind him, and reminded Xu Zhenbiao in a low voice,

"Less oil and less sugar."

Xu Zhenbiao was tearful, he was so moved that he was about to cry, this Jiang Xun is really a good man!But there was no time for him to be grateful at this time, so he picked up a basket on the glazed table and went to the refrigerator to choose something.

"hiss……"

The freezer was so cold that he shivered all over his body. Looking at the clearly classified and piled up ingredients, his eyes lit up instantly.

Wow... this ham is not Yunnan old ham, right?Wow... the quality of this beef is too good, right?Wow... This chicken should be an ecological chicken from Li County, right?Look at this goose-skinned black! ...

"Hmm... now is not the time to be curious, Xu Zhenbiao!!"

Desserts that I am good at... Well, let me think about it, less oil and less sugar... I have to make it quickly, um... The old man's teeth are not very good, I'd better make something that melts in the mouth... He walked along the aisle Looking all the way, when the eyes saw a kind of food, a flash of inspiration flashed in their minds, and they smiled.

"I'll use you~"

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What Jiang Xun said was less oil and less sugar, that is to say, there must be oil and sugar, so he wondered what to do to make it less oil and less sugar?

When Xu Zhenbiao was a child, he especially loved the time when Xu’s mother boiled lard, because that day he could eat a snack that was rarely eaten on weekdays - small oil residue pancakes.He still remembered that every time he stepped on his feet and looked into the pot, he only hoped that the oil residue would turn golden soon, so that Mama Xu would drain them and put them in a sieve to dry, although the oil residue It is also delicious mixed with sugar, but it is not easy to digest if you eat too much. Xu's mother is also reluctant to waste the oil residue in such a large sieve mixed with sugar, so she thinks of ways to use the oil residue reasonably. Come to roast cauliflower, roast lettuce, and stir-fry cowpea, and they can only be used for cooking.Later, I tried to add it to the flour to make pancakes. As a result, Xu Zhenbiao liked it very much and clamored to eat pancakes with oil residue every day. Later, the oil residue from boiled lard was used to make pancakes every time.

Xu Zhenbiao put the big piece of suet he liked into the basket, went to find a pinch of chives and a small bowl of sesame seeds, chose a pack of low-gluten flour, baking powder, baking soda, a few eggs, and enough.

When he came out with the basket in his arms, Jiang Xun looked at him, was taken aback for a moment, and stared at the ingredients in his basket.

Xu Zhenbiao smiled at him, then walked to the kitchen counter and took out all the ingredients in the basket. The large piece of suet made Jiang Xun dumbfounded. What are you going to use this suet for?

Several master chefs in the house were talking to Mr. Fu, and some young apprentice uncles peeked at the door. After they also saw the ingredients, their expressions were more shocked than Jiang Xun. This young man... what is he going to do? Desserts actually use suet?

Xu Zhenbiao was very sharp in his hands. First, he cracked a few eggs into a large bowl, then added sugar, a little olive oil and a little sesame, and quickly stirred them evenly with chopsticks, then put them aside. He turned around and took the bag of low-gluten flour and poured it into a basin. According to his years of experience and intuition, he added the baking powder and baking soda that he thought were the most suitable for the taste. Hanging on the cabinet of the kitchen counter, I took it and put it next to the flour. I was not busy sifting the flour into the egg liquid, but turned around and went to get the suet that everyone had guessed for a long time.

Wash, dry and cut into small pieces.

Turn on the fire, set up the pot, and remove the suet.

As soon as the pan was heated up and the suet came out, he turned to low heat and started to simmer slowly. He didn't intend to make too many pancakes with oil residue, so he only put a small half of the suet in. After a while, there was a sizzling sound in the pan. The white suet boiled out a layer of clear lard.

He has already washed the shallots, took the kitchen knife and began to chop finely, but kept his eyes on the pot, fearing that the oil residue would be overcooked and it would not taste good.

Jiang Xun didn't stop working hard, but he watched with his eyes and saw the kitchen knife in Xu Zhenbiao's hand trembling and cutting quickly, but he looked into the pot and saw that the chopped green onions were thin and neat, so he nodded in his heart, This guy has some patience.

Xu Zhenbiao cut the green onions, wiped his hands, and then went to pick up the oil residue. After the oil residue was removed, he had to wait for it to drain the oil. Salt, shake the basin so that the oil residue is covered, then put it down, then take the flour basin, pour it into the flour sieve, and sieve it into the egg liquid prepared earlier.

Jiang Xun threw something over for him, and when he took a closer look, it was a bag of disposable gloves. Xu Zhenbiao smiled gratefully at him, said thank you softly, put on the gloves and started moving the dough.

The little disciples and uncles on the door looked at it, so curious, what kind of snacks are these made in such a strange way?Oil residue?Could it be a pot helmet?No, why is the pot helmet so novel?Oh boy, hurry up, we uncles are anxious to see this!