Chapter 151 Gorgon juice (first update)
Xu Cheng is a pure eater, and Sun Guanyun is a pure cook. Their relationship is limited to this.
After a few polite words, Xu Cheng once again asked Sun Guanyun to make him a piece of eight-treasure chestnut pigeon on another day. Sun Guanyun refused again and left. There was a smile on his face when he left. Although he was rejected, he was still in a happy mood.
After leaving the door of the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant, Xu Cheng took a deep look at the bright red earthy signboard of the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant and sighed: "Sure enough, the masters are among the people!"
Han Guishan could not deny this, but he was more concerned about another issue at the moment. He raised his hand and looked at the watch and it was still eleven o'clock.
"What are you going to eat later?"
"Eat?" Xu Cheng said in surprise, "Didn't you eat already? Are you not full? Do you want to pack something in this store to take away?"
Han Guishan: "..."
You Xu Cheng really deserve to have stomach trouble!
He just took a bite of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, and Han Guishan couldn't eat any other ordinary dishes. He had to say: "Forget it, the driver is waiting for us at the intersection. I asked my assistant to make an appointment with Director Qian. At two o'clock in the afternoon Discuss the live broadcast of the game.”
"You guys talk about it, I won't come forward in this kind of thing." Xu Cheng said, and the two of them walked towards the intersection together.
On the second floor of the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant, Sun Guanyun looked at Jiang Weiguo with some pride.
Being pestered by Xu Cheng is not a good thing, but it is something worth showing off.
"Jiang Weiguo, have you seen it? This is the card! Even if I step down from the position of chef, people like Xu Cheng will still come to my door. Do you have it?"
"Hmph." Jiang Weiguo snorted disdainfully, "Who is Xu Cheng?"
Sun Guanyun: "..."
"You old guy did it on purpose, right? You don't know who Xu Cheng is?"
"Who is it?" Jiang Weiming didn't know either.
The two brothers have been staying in the countryside these years and have little reputation. They don't watch TV or buy magazines, and they are even less likely to buy books published by Xu Cheng in the past years. Naturally, they don't know who Xu Cheng is.
Sun Guanyun felt that he was just ogling a blind man and couldn't get angry even if he wanted to, so he had to give up and said feebly: "Pretend I didn't say anything."
The three old men were sitting on the second floor drinking tea. Ji Yue had already finished licking the plate and went down to work. After chatting for a while, Sun Guanyun thought it was almost time and got up and went downstairs.
Jiang Feng in the kitchen has always been concerned about the squab in the pot. He stopped what he was doing two minutes ago and stood by the steamer. But it’s strange. When the squab of Sun Guanyun’s Babao Chestnut Pigeon is just out of the pot, there is only the fragrance of pigeon meat. The taste of the ingredients in the pigeon’s belly is very tightly locked. You can’t smell the tangy aroma until the pigeon’s belly is cut open. .
The squab he steamed had a faint smell of plain stuffing in the pot.
Seeing Sun Guanyun coming, Jiang Feng asked: "Grandpa Sun, can you take the blame now?"
"Judge for yourself."
Jiang Feng is a little bit in trouble. Babao Li Xiangge has very strict requirements on the heat. A slight error or a difference in temperature will affect the texture and taste of the entire dish. It was also his first time to do it, so he had no experience. He just felt that the heat was almost done. After hesitating for more than ten seconds, he decided to turn off the heat.
It can't be taken out of the pot yet, it needs to be gravy first.
Following Sun Guanyun's previous method, and with Sun Guanyun guiding him, Jiang Feng's gravy still looked good. The squab is out of the pot, waiting for the opportunity.
Jiang Feng's squabs are not as good as Sun Guanyun's previous ones in terms of appearance.
The eight-treasure chestnut pigeon made by Sun Guanyun has a round and full belly, a mild and even color. At first glance, it looks like a small squab lying on the plate with a bloated belly. Jiang Feng made it. Although the belly is swollen, it is not full enough. The slight unevenness is magnified several times on the little squab. As soon as it comes out of the pot, you can smell the aroma of the plain stuffing inside.
The squab failed to lock the vegetarian stuffing inside, and the aroma leaked out prematurely, resulting in a lot of flavor loss.
"What's going on?" Jiang Feng was a little confused. The squab he made looked the same as the one made by Sun Guanyun before it was steamed.
"Your bone removal skills are immature. The pigeon skin itself is damaged. You were too greedy when adding ingredients and stuffed a little more. You didn't loosen the needles fast enough, leaving too big pinholes." Sun Guanyun said, "Did you see it? , these are all small problems, but there should be no problems when making this dish. Any small fault will be magnified infinitely after being steamed in the steamer for more than an hour. Drop rope.”
"To make this dish, the knife skills must be excellent, the heat must be appropriate, and the seasoning must be precise. The most important thing is that every step must be perfect without making mistakes, otherwise it will not be the best Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon." Sun Guanyun said, " Your grandfather always said that I hide my secrets and don’t teach the most critical thickening steps to my apprentices. No one can make this dish except me. But the most difficult thing about this dish is not to thicken it at all, but to perfect all the previous steps. If I teach you for seven days, you won’t be able to learn it, and you won’t be able to learn it. Well, it’s impossible to learn this dish without a year or two of hard work.”
"You just made it, and you must be aware of the difficulty. You can choose to learn this dish, and I will teach you the gravy technique, or you can choose to learn something else. Seven days is enough for you to learn it. Whether it's Bergamot I can teach you how to cook spareribs, fried peonies and stuffed snake breasts, or other Cantonese dishes you want to learn.”
One side is out of reach, the other side is within reach.
Jiang Feng subconsciously glanced at the two old men. Jiang Weiguo had an expressionless face, while Jiang Weiming smiled at him.
Obviously let him choose.
"I choose gravy." Jiang Feng said.
When you have the best, why settle for second best.
"Ding." The bullshit game cheated again.
Jiang Feng:...
Really, sooner or later he was going to find a way to complain about this bullshit game.
"Okay." Sun Guanyun scooped up a spoonful of the gravy made by Jiang Feng, "The color of your gravy is not quite right. I will give you some advice on the gravy tomorrow. Look, it's almost time."
Sun Guanyun slowly poured the gravy on the pigeons.
One spoonful, and another.
"What did you see?" Sun Guanyun asked.
"The color, the color seems to change a little when the gravy is poured on it." Jiang Feng was a little unsure. He suspected that he was dazzled.
"Yes, it's the color. When the gravy is poured on it at the most suitable temperature, the color will change slightly. Therefore, the gravy must be poured over the net like drops of water, starting from the abdomen and ending with the wings." Sun Guanyun stopped his hand. , "Come and try what you made."
He cut the pigeon's belly open with a knife and took a small spoonful.
It tastes good, but compared to what Sun Guanyun made before, it's like heaven and earth.
The three old men also tasted it without making any comments.
Jiang Feng called Wang Xiulian and Ji Yue to come over and have a try.
"It's not as delicious as before." Wang Xiulian commented.
"General." Ji Yue commented.
Jiang Feng asked Wu Minqi if she wanted to try it, but Wu Minqi declined.
Finally, Jiang Feng turned his attention to Jiang Jiankang, who had already fried a plate of Kung Pao Chicken for two plates: "Dad, do you want to try it?"
"Okay!" Jiang Jiankang beamed, and the kung pao chicken came out of the pot instantly. (End of chapter)