Chapter 286 Accidental collision
Southern suckling pig knuckle is a famous Cantonese dish and is also one of Jubaolou’s current signature dishes. Different from Babao Lixiang Pigeon, several of Sun Guanyun's apprentices are very good at making Nanru pig hand and are very famous nationwide.
Nanru is Hongfang, which is fermented bean curd made from red yeast rice. This fermented bean curd not only contains a large amount of high-quality protein and a variety of amino acids needed by the human body, but also has a special wine aroma.
Due to the strong aroma and mellow taste of southern suckling pig trotters, it is often found in tea restaurants and is often eaten with noodles and vermicelli. A good southern suckling pork knuckle is red in color, salty and fresh, soft and tasty. The most important thing is that there is no need to add salt.
The back kitchen of Tai Feng House is definitely stocked with pig trotters. After all, Comrade Jiang Jiankang’s braised and cured pig trotters sell quite well.
The pig's trotters were ready-made, washed and soaked in water overnight. Sun Jikai picked a relatively small one, put the pig's trotters, onions, ginger and other aniseed ingredients into the pot and simmered it.
He was not idle when stewing pig trotters, and continued to practice the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, working on both sides.
Wu Minqi rarely participated in the practice of Babao Lixiang Pigeon before. She basically watched them from the side. At most, she helped Sun Jikai debone the whole pigeon when Jiang Feng was away. After all, Sun Jikai's knife skills were not good, so among the game employees The display bar is still only Advanced. But this does not mean that she is worse than Sun Jikai in making eight-treasure chestnut pigeons. Among the three, she has the most profound knowledge and has seen a lot. As long as she practices, she can quickly go from unfamiliar to proficient.
From last night's epiphany to today's practice, Jiang Feng suddenly felt vaguely that he seemed to have found some feelings.
Three people each and one eight-treasure chestnut pigeon were cooked quickly, almost at the same time, with a difference of only two minutes.
They exchanged tastes of each other's cooking, and Sun Jikai sadly discovered that he was the one who cooked the worst.
Why? !
Sun Jikai shouted in his heart that it didn't matter if Jiang Feng did better than him. After all, Jiang Feng practiced more than him and Jiang Feng was the first to find the secrets and methods. But why did Wu Minqi, who never moved his eyes but never used his hands, do better than him?
Wu Minqi is not just better than him in knife skills, better in seasoning, and better in heat...
Well, thinking about it this way, it seems that Wu Minqi is better than him in every aspect.
He is actually the best.
Sun Jikai couldn't accept it.
If you want to speak, tears will flow first.
Jiang Feng didn't realize that Sun Jikai's inner drama was so rich. They still only ate the fillings when they tasted the food, and as they ate, he felt...
It seems to taste much better than the original.
It wasn't just because of the chicken fat, but Jiang Feng didn't understand the specific reason. He felt that they seemed to have inspired some other qualities of Babao Li Xiangge by accident.
The taste of the vegetarian stuffing has obviously changed, becoming richer, with a hint of pigeon meat. Compared with the previous one, it is more delicious. As long as you practice more and improve your cooking skills, you will soon be able to catch up. The Eight Treasures Chestnut Pigeon by Sun Guanyun.
"Qiqi, do you think the taste of plain stuffing is a little different from before?" Jiang Feng asked.
"It's different. I just vaguely felt something different when I ate the one made by Sun Jikai before. The one you're making now is obviously different." Wu Minqi said with certainty, "The one you made is very close to what Grandpa Sun made before. .”
But why?
What Jiang Feng had an epiphany last night was that the pigeon meat of Babao Lixiang Pigeon should also ensure its texture and taste, but why did the taste of the stuffing also become better?
"What are you all doing here?" Zhang Guanghang saw the three of them gathered together as soon as he walked into the kitchen.
Zhang Guanghang usually comes late because he lives far away.
The working hours of Tai Fung House's back kitchen are relatively casual, especially for the stove cooks, as long as it is no later than 10:30. If you come early, you will leave early, and if you come late, you will leave late. Anyway, as long as you work for the full time, it will be fine.
Recently, Zhang Guanghang's presence in the kitchen has been weak. Jiang Feng rarely noticed him. This was partly because he took a long leave, but more importantly, it was because Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai formed a small group to isolate him.
Jiang Feng reflected on his bad behavior of isolating Zhang Guanghang, and he felt a little relieved when he thought about it.
Isolating a handsome guy who is 1.92 meters tall, has long legs, is of mixed Chinese and French descent, young and rich, and also has special skills that attract everyone's attention (master level). Whoever tries it will know this feeling.
As for whether Zhang Guanghang found himself isolated, or whether they isolated Zhang Guanghang, is another matter.
"Try it?" Jiang Feng made room for their small group and allowed Zhang Guanghang to join them.
Zhang Guanghang picked up a small spoon from the table, took a spoonful of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon made by Jiang Feng, took it into his mouth, and praised: "Not bad, do you have any questions?"
"The problem is that we don't know why it suddenly became so good." Jiang Feng said.
Zhang Guanghang:? ? ?
The three of them explained to Zhang Guanghang their research process on the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon. After listening, Zhang Guanghang was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
“Although I have never eaten the eight-treasure chestnut-flavored pigeon made by Mr. Sun, I know that this dish was improved by him with the inspiration of pigeon swallow.” Zhang Guanghang said, “Getonyan is made by stuffing bird’s nests into pigeons. Sealing paper is the same as stewing, pigeon is both the container and the key to ensuring its special flavor. ”
"So I think the same is true for Babao Chestnut Pigeon. The temperature ensures the taste and texture of the pigeon, and the pigeon ensures the taste and texture of the filling. The two complement each other. You have improved the taste of the pigeon, and naturally It also enhances the taste of the filling." This is Zhang Guanghang's guess and understanding.
"It seems to make sense." Jiang Feng felt that they really did the right thing by mistake.
"That should be it." Sun Jikai also nodded in agreement, "How about we do it again?"
"Whatever you do, won't your trotters be healed soon?" Jiang Feng said.
"Oh, pig's trotters." Sun Jikai had completely forgotten about pig's trotters.
"Pig's trotters?"
Jiang Feng then described in detail to Zhang Guanghang how Ji Yue twisted her feet into pig's trotters for two beans buns this morning.
"My mother asked me to send her to the hospital after the noon business peak. She just twisted her foot for a while and her foot became swollen. It was the instep, not the ankle, that was swollen. 80% of it was a bone injury." Jiang Feng road.
"Sprains are really dangerous. How about I join you at noon? I'm familiar with the hospital." Zhang Guanghang said.
Jiang Feng was about to say that he planned to send Ji Yue to the hospital where Jiang Shoucheng Guipei was admitted, but then he thought that it was also the same hospital that Xia Mubing had stayed in before. Judging from Zhang Guanghang's face, it is estimated that all the nurses in the hospital are familiar with him, but they don't know which department Jiang Shoucheng transferred to in the regular training department.
Sun Jikai went to deal with the pig's trotters. He cut the pig's trotters into small pieces, took some green onions, ginger, bay leaves, cinnamon and angelica and put them into the pot and added a little oil to stir-fry until fragrant.
Then pour the pig's trotters into the pot, add dark soy sauce, rock sugar and a little chicken essence and stir-fry.
Jiang Feng watched for a while and felt that it was nothing. The truth was that it was not as difficult as the old man's Fengjing Ding Ho and Jiang Jiankang's Dongpo Elbow. He took a look and went about his own business.
Everyone was busy performing their duties, except for the two old men watching from the corner.
"When I saw the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon they made this morning, I thought that Xiao Feng, the unlucky one, finally got the idea, but I didn't expect that he made it by mistake." Jiang Weiguo said in the corner.
"Even if we bumped into each other by mistake, we must have had some enlightenment before we met. I told you that Xiaofeng is a talented child. His cooking skills have improved so much in just half a year. He is already better than what we were back then." Much stronger." Jiang Weiming smiled.
When Jiang Weiming said this, Jiang Weiguo also felt a little puzzled: "It's strange to say that this child's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds in more than a year. It's like taking a fairy medicine. I didn't think he would do it before. With such a high talent, can it be that I don’t know how to teach?”
Jiang Weiming:......
With all due respect, he felt that his younger brother really didn't know how to teach his disciples.
"Third brother, you too. That old guy Sun Guanyun made a special trip to ask us to teach them the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon. He poured out the secret recipe that he had hidden for so many years. Why don't you stop me? Let me tell them." Jiang Weiguo said.
"Master leads us in. It depends on the individual. When dad taught us cooking, when did he teach us step by step? They are not stupid children. There is no need to tell them everything. Some things can be figured out and understood by oneself. It is better to teach them than others. "It's better." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.
"Yes, what you figure out on your own is definitely better than what others teach you step by step." Jiang Weiguo nodded, "I'll call the old guy later and ask him to take his grandson back."
"Take it back?" Jiang Weiming was a little confused.
"He said that when his grandson learns the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, he will ask me to call him and let him take his grandson back. I don't know what he thinks." Jiang Weiguo said, "But here We had to teach Sun Jikai how to make sugar in the oil base before, lest the old guy say I don’t keep my word.”
"We have made such a huge profit for nothing. Xiaofeng and Qiqi have even learned the Eight Treasures Chestnut Pigeon in their Jubao Tower. Of course we should hand over the oil-bottomed sugar to Sun Jikai." Jiang Weiming nodded in agreement and looked towards Jiang Feng only had satisfaction in his eyes, "Starting tomorrow, I'll teach Xiao Feng how to cook sea cucumbers."
"Start tomorrow?"
"Yes, it's time to start tomorrow." Jiang Weiming said.
If you don't start, it will be too late. (End of chapter)