Chapter 185 Qualifying Line
When Jiang Feng went to the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant early the next morning, he was surprised to find Comrade Jiang Jiankang making vegetable rolls, the same ones made during the competition between Gu Li and Chu Peng yesterday. They were exactly the same, with vegetarian fillings!
It's unusual to see vegetarian breakfast on the Jiang family's dining table so early in the morning.
"Dad, why did you think of doing this today?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
"It's not that your mother insists on eating it." Jiang Jiankang sighed, "I originally said to make her lazy dragon, but she insists on eating these vegetable rolls. What's so delicious about them being all fungus, vermicelli, and carrots? , the methods are almost the same, but not as good as Lazy Dragon.”
Jiang Feng thought it might be because Comrade Wang Xiulian saw it in the audience and wanted to eat it. He would regret it later and ask Jiang Jiankang why he didn't become a lazy dragon.
However, Jiang Jiankang made the vegetable rolls just right, and there was still a ball of dead dough left, which could be used to roll out the wonton wrappers.
"Dad, are you going to use the rest of the dough?" Jiang Feng asked.
"No need, I made a lot of noodles in the morning. I can make some stuffing and cook it for snacks later." Jiang Jiankang said.
"Spread it evenly for me and I'll make some wontons." Jiang Feng said.
"Wontons?" Jiang Jiankang immediately became alert. The last time Jiang Feng made wontons on a whim, he almost cried to death. Why did he feel so sad after taking a bite of the wontons? He couldn't figure out the reason now. In the end, he could only attribute it to it being too unpalatable. It makes me think of the original hard days.
Now that Jiang Feng wanted to make wontons again, Jiang Jiankang immediately sounded the alarm in his heart.
"Yes, I'll just make two wontons to practice. I haven't figured out what to compete in in the semi-finals yet, so I want to make something casually now." With the help of high-level lies, Jiang Jiankang reluctantly believed Jiang Feng's lies.
Wang Shitou's pure meat wontons have very limited ingredients, including wonton wrappers, pure meat filling, and two drops of sesame oil. Last time Jiang Feng made it exactly according to Wang Shitou's steps in the video of the recipe. He tried his best to imitate even the rough techniques, so he could make it so restored and unpalatable.
This time, in addition to completely restoring the steps of the ingredients, Jiang Feng decided to rely on his own production techniques to see if he could rely on his limited cooking skills to save this pure meat wonton that was destined to remind people of the bitterest memories of his youth.
Roll out the skin, chop the stuffing, season, wrap into wontons, cook, and drip with sesame oil. It only takes ten minutes to complete the sequence. Jiang Jiankang's vegetable rolls are still steaming on the steamer, and Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons are already out of the pot.
Jiang Feng looked at the bowl of pure meat wontons in front of him, which had been cooked for too long and the skin and flesh were somewhat separated.
【Pure Meat Wonton Grade E】
Although it is still unpalatable due to the raw materials and long cooking time, with a little effort in rolling and seasoning, the F-grade pure meat wontons shown in the recipe can be upgraded to E-grade.
The levels in the recipes are actually the qualification lines for those dishes.
Jiang Huiqin's method of making wire-drawn yam is a simplified version of the oil-based sugar-sugar method. Jiang Feng needs to use Jiang Huiqin's method to judge the grade of the wire-drawn yam he made, and then practice the oil-based sugar-sugar method. .
Although he knew how to sink sugar in oil, he could only say that he was good at it. He was not proficient in it. Rollovers occasionally happened. He relied on Jiang Weiming to check and guide Jiang Feng from time to time to see how well Jiang Feng was doing in sugar sinking. Otherwise, he would have been focusing on the competition dishes these days, and would have thrown the fried sugar into the air.
If the car still rolls over occasionally before the race, for the sake of safety during the race, it would be a good idea to use Jiang Huiqin's method of making pulled yam.
The pure meat wontons in front of me were steaming hot.
Jiang Feng's desire to die was about to move again.
He was really curious about what the most bitter memory of his youth was.
He is only 21 years old, and he can be called young even now. He thought a lot about this proposition based on bitter memories, such as being scolded by the old man for hanging sandbags when he was a child, being scolded by the old man for chopping tofu shreds, being scolded by the old man for practicing the hob, being scolded by the old man for touching a pot for the first time, and being scolded by the old man for the first time cooking meat. Being scolded by the old man.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he was scolded by the old man.
He even scolded her in a tonal tone without any strong words.
There seemed to be nothing to be bitter about after that. In the eyes of most students, the difficult and painful three years of high school were nothing compared to practicing cooking in the eyes of the younger Jiang family.
Jiang Feng could no longer hold back his right hand.
Silently picking up the wontons, Jiang Feng walked to the utility room.
"Er smash, where are you going?" Jiang Jiankang asked as the rolls were about to come out of the pot, "Do you still want to eat the rolls?"
"Eat, I'll find something in the utility room." Jiang Feng lied.
"This kid is carrying wontons while looking for something." Jiang Jiankang shook his head and then focused on the steamer in front of him.
Jiang Feng walked into the utility room and closed the door secretly.
Scoop up a wonton and eat it.
It's really not very tasty.
But soon Jiang Feng no longer had the energy to pay attention to the taste, his vision gradually blurred, and tears filled his eyes.
His 10th birthday fell on a Saturday. Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian were originally going to take him to the aquarium, but Grandma Jiang Feng fell when she went downstairs that morning.
Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian, who were originally going to celebrate Jiang Feng's birthday, hurried to the hospital and left him alone at home. Jiang Feng originally wanted to go next door to play with Chen Xiuxiu, but found that there was no one next door.
Several cousins were either in class or looking for friends to play, but he was the only one who stayed at home alone on his birthday.
There was no birthday cake, no feast, no aquarium, and no one to talk to him. Jiang Feng didn't watch TV. He sat quietly on the floor and stared at the floor all day long.
That was the first time he felt lonely.
Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian rushed back from the county hospital very late with tired faces. Wang Xiulian apologized to him and said she would take him to the aquarium tomorrow. The aquarium is full of visitors on weekends, but they have to queue up early when it opens at 9 o'clock. The aquarium at Jiang Feng's home is a half-hour drive away, and Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian would suffer if they took him to the aquarium the next day after a tiring day.
10-year-old Jiang Feng said with a smile: "No, I played with Xiu Xiu all day today. I just watched several episodes of cartoons. I had butter bread at her house for noon. I was very happy. I don't have to go there again tomorrow." The aquarium.”
That was the first time he lied.
It was also the first time that I wanted to cry but didn’t dare.
He had long forgotten.
But it was the bitterest memory of his youth.
Wiping away the tears from his eyes, Jiang Feng silently walked out of the storage room and walked into the toilet, pouring the wontons into the toilet.
It's better not to put this thing in the swill bucket and harm the pigs. The pigs won't grow meat after eating it.
Now that I think about it, it seems like nothing, just a trivial thing when I was a kid, but when I first ate wontons, it made me feel so bitter that I wanted to cry when I was 10 years old.
Not only that, Jiang Feng also remembered that Comrade Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang had never taken him to the aquarium once, and every time they made plans, they would fail due to various reasons, like a curse.
When Jiang Feng came out of the toilet with a bowl, Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian had already eaten.
"Falled?" Jiang Jiankang asked.
"Well, it tastes terrible." Jiang Feng nodded, washed his hands, and went to pick up the rolls.
"Hey, son, you really don't have any talent for making wontons. From now on, you will be someone else's wontons." Jiang Jiankang sighed. The last bite of wontons really left a huge shadow on him.
"Dad." Jiang Feng looked directly at Jiang Jiankang, "Please find time to take me to the aquarium this year."
Jiang Jiankang:? ? ?
Did his son go crazy eating wontons?
"Okay, go if you have time." Jiang Jiankang said perfunctorily to his silly son, "Do you have an idea of the dishes for the semi-finals? Do you want me to give you some advice?"
"I've thought about it, and I'm going to make shredded yam." Jiang Feng took a bite of the cabbage roll.
So-so.
Comrade Jiang Jiankang really has no talent for cooking vegetarian dishes. (End of chapter)