Chapter 113 I can’t think of a chapter name again
After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Jiang Feng felt that the braised pork was almost ready to be cooked.
The sauce has been completely soaked into the pork belly, and most of the fat has been stewed out. The large pieces of pork belly in the pot look shiny and oily, although they are not so oily that they can be scattered with a gentle poke with chopsticks. level, but soft enough to the touch.
Pick up a small piece, moderately fat and thin. The fat meat entrance is separated from the lean meat part. It can slide down the throat and esophagus with a little swallowing. The lean meat has been completely stewed. The meat shreds are clearly defined and the gravy is completely penetrated. , because a little sugar is added, it still has a slight sweetness when chewed carefully.
Regarding this dish, Jiang Feng was confident that even the old man couldn't fault it.
Finally, he steamed the eggs, put the bowl of egg liquid into the pot and left it alone. Jiang Feng took the time to sneak a few bites of the dishes. Although the portions of these dishes were large and all were served on extra-large plates, he felt He couldn't compete with his uncles and cousins at the dinner table. If his great-uncle saw that he was not full, the pot of stew that smelled of death would be his.
In order not to eat stew, everyone will do their best to feed themselves in the shortest possible time.
Jiang Feng was enjoying eating meat and vegetables secretly, when Jiang Zaide walked in and asked, "Xiao Feng has already ordered your food at almost twelve o'clock... Damn it, you are actually eating it secretly."
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"What are you eating secretly?" Jiang Feng quickly swallowed the food in his mouth. No one could tell how much he had eaten from such a big plate anyway. "How can you say it's secretly eating when the chef tastes salty?"
"Did you see that I ate a lot? I just took two bites to taste the saltiness!" Jiang Feng looked serious.
As a chef, it’s normal for the dish to taste salty after 10 minutes.
Jiang Zaide believed his lies for the time being: "How about it? I heard that you were forced to learn by grandpa for several months. You won't be burnt this time, right? Hey, let me taste the meat!"
Jiang Feng:...
As Jiang Zaide said this, he went to get chopsticks, stood in front of a large pot of braised pork and started eating.
"Well, it's okay, not burnt." One piece.
"Let me see the fat ones." Two pieces.
"Not bad, quite soft and not greasy." Three yuan.
"I'll have another thin one." Four dollars.
"Not bad for being thin." Five dollars.
"Let me try a big one." Six pieces.
"The big one is a bit tasteless. I'll try the smaller one." Seven yuan.
"The small one is pretty good. The combination of fat and thin looks good." Eight yuan.
"I'll take a look..." Jiang Zaide tried to pick up the ninth piece, but Jiang Feng knocked his chopsticks away.
"If you try it again, it's gone. Don't try it anymore. The steamed hibiscus egg is almost ready. The dishes are all ready. Let's bring it over together." Jiang Feng interrupted Jiang Zaide's blatant eating and opened the lid of the pot. The steamed hibiscus egg was ready. It has been steamed, and it will become old if it is steamed again.
Jiang Zaide was a little disappointed. The braised pork he ate on the sly was always more delicious than the braised pork eaten directly at the dinner table, but he still expressed his affirmation of Jiang Feng's current cooking skills: "Xiao Feng, your braised pork is pretty good, it's fast." I’m catching up with my dad. Hey, this egg custard looks good, let me taste it for you.”
He said and went to get the spoon.
Jiang Feng grabbed the spoon and said, "This is the only bowl I steamed for my uncle and grandpa."
Jiang Zaide had no choice but to give up and serve the dishes together.
Five dishes were served. Although the quantity was small, the portions were generous and they all looked good.
My uncle had severe presbyopia and squinted his eyes for a long time: "Didn't my daughter-in-law cook this dish today?"
"It was cooked by Xiao Feng." Tian Lin smiled, "Dad, Xiao Feng said that he has been practicing at home for a long time just to cook this stew for you today. Look, braised pork, eggplant, cabbage and tofu, look. It smells good and smells good.”
"What a good boy, you even made a special trip to cook for your great uncle, what a good boy!" The great uncle grinned from ear to ear, "Hey, where's the stew? My daughter-in-law, go and bring the stew. First, scoop a bowl of meat for Xiaofeng."
Jiang Feng almost turned green on the spot, but luckily he held it back. Thanks to his acting skills during New Year greetings at his uncle and grandpa's house over the years, he quickly said: "No, don't bother. The stew is the last thing to drink in the soup. Come on, eat the vegetables, uncle." Grandpa, please eat the vegetables first. I made this steamed egg with hibiscus specially for you.”
"You made it especially for me. Xiaofeng is really thoughtful." My uncle was even happier. He didn't mention the stew, "I want to try it."
After taking a bite, my uncle praised: "Not bad, not bad. It's much tenderer than the steamed eggs made by your aunt, and it tastes better too."
"This uncle is the chef of a state-owned hotel. Jiankang is also a chef of a state-owned hotel. Xiaofeng's family is very knowledgeable and we can't compare. Come on, let's try Xiaofeng's craftsmanship." Tian Lin took the lead in picking up a chopstick of eggplant.
Everyone picked up their dishes one after another.
"Okay, Xiaofeng has made a lot of progress. Last year, the fish was fried for the Lantern Festival, and now the braised pork is at this level. It's not bad!" Jiang Jiandang has never tasted Jiang Feng's previous version of Jiang Huiqin's clear soup with willow leaf agarwood. , greatly shocked.
Jiang Feng: ...Last year, the fish had a small piece of fish skin. Can you please stop talking about that fish?
"Yes, Xiaofeng is better than the white fungus boiled quail eggs last time." Jiang Jianguo also praised.
"The heat is better than the fish-flavored meat fried before." Jiang Jiankang looked pleased.
Everyone was very supportive, even Zhao Tizhuang (my great-uncle’s son), who had always been taciturn, nodded in praise.
By the way, Grandma Jiang’s name is Zhao Lanhua. Everyone in their village is named Zhao, but Grandma Jiang hates people calling her by her full name.
Could it be that Jiang Feng was a little overwhelmed by so many people praising him so densely and frequently at the same time?
"When you stir-fry the tofu, the angle of the spoon is not enough, and the sauce is not evenly distributed."
“There is not enough time to stir-fry the braised pork over high heat.”
"Since you made sweet and sour cabbage, you should tear it by hand."
"The eggplant ingredients are too heavy."
The old man saw that Jiang Feng was drifting, so he poured four basins of cold water at the same time, and Jiang Feng woke up instantly.
There was silence at the dinner table.
"But overall it's not bad. It's a little better than last year." The old man finally praised.
"This old guy is like this. He insists on asking Xiaofeng for his own level." Grandma Jiang said.
"It's right for my uncle to be demanding. As a chef, he was famous all over the country back then. Who doesn't know my uncle's name?" Tian Lin enlivened the atmosphere.
"Yes, yes, when Lanhua married Wei Guo, every girl wouldn't envy her." My uncle agreed.
"Dad's cooking skills are beyond Xiaofeng's reach. At the New Year's Eve dinner the night before yesterday, there was no one in Z city who could cook better than our dad!" Wang Xiulian had an idea and started praising the old man.
"It's our father's craftsmanship. From childhood to adulthood, there are no children in the neighborhood who don't envy our five brothers." Jiang Jianguo touted it.
"Our father's craftsmanship is definitely not as good as Xiao Feng's. It's not a problem for him to find faults at all!" Jiang Jiandang took over.
"My little brother's craftsmanship can't be compared with grandpa's." Jiang Junqing also tried to be a licker.
"Grandpa's pot of soup yesterday was amazing. I have never tasted such delicious soup in my life!" Jiang Zaide said with emotion.
A group of people started to brag at the old man.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
This plot is wrong, shouldn't you praise me?
This meal was obviously cooked by me!
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