Chapter 305 Battle of the Century (1)
This was the first time that Jiang Feng didn't hear any sound in the fog.
He was used to people arriving unseen in his memory, so he felt a little uncomfortable when it was so quiet all of a sudden.
When the fog cleared, Jiang Feng found that he seemed to be at a cooking competition.
The competition venue is open-air. The surrounding buildings look like they are in a factory. They are very simple and there are no sheds. The onlookers are standing behind a white line drawn with lime. There are not even chairs. Everyone is standing and watching. lively.
If Jiang Feng hadn't guessed that this memory was the cooking final between Sun Guanyun and Sun Maocai with the theme of Pigeon Swallowing, he would have thought it was the village F4 battle between the village champion and Zhang San.
Jiang Feng was standing next to the middle-aged Sun Guanyun. In front of Sun Guanyun was a makeshift cooking station, which was very crude. There was a cooking station not far behind him, which was also temporarily built. Behind the cooking station stood a young man who looked about 20 years old.
This young man is Sun Maocai, Sun Guanyun's younger brother and later the master of Cantonese cuisine.
When he was young, Sun Maocai was a little handsome, with a strong body, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and some black eyes. He looked like a very healthy and athletic man.
The same could not be said for Sun Guanyun. In his middle age, Sun Guanyun was a little put on weight, and Jiang Feng could still vaguely see his belly.
There was a vacuum between the two of them, with no people, no animals, no sound, not even the wind.
There were many people at the scene, both men and women, including young people, middle-aged people, and old people, but no children. They were wearing all kinds of clothes. Some people were wearing Lenin suits, some were wearing trendy clothes from the port city, some had short haircuts, some had fashionable curls, some were dressed elegantly, some were wearing big sunglasses, and all they needed were two gold chains hanging around their necks You can collect protection fees.
They gathered together, surrounded here, making no sound or disturbing, just watching attentively, because they knew that they were about to witness a cooking showdown.
Jiang Feng also knew that he knew much more than the people watching here.
He knew that Sun Guanyun was 46 years old at this time and Sun Mao was only 26 years old.
Sun Guanyun's father had just passed away, and before his death, his father bought Jubaolou, known as the No. 1 restaurant in FJ, back.
He also knew that this competition was about pigeons swallowing swallows. In the end, Sun Maocai won the competition and Sun Guanyun won the restaurant. Taking advantage of the trend of reform and opening up, Sun Maocai traveled to Hong Kong and brought together the talents of various cuisines to push Cantonese cuisine to a new level and became a well-deserved master of Cantonese cuisine. But this game became Sun Guanyun's inner demon forever. He won the restaurant and lost his confidence.
Jiang Feng remembered that the writing skills of the article he read before were exactly the same as those of reporters from Hong Kong City. He called this game——
The battle of the century.
And now, he is coming to witness this battle of the century with his own eyes.
At this time, Sun Guanyun was very nervous, and he should be nervous. After all, he did not come from a later life. He didn't know that Sun Mao would eventually give up the treasure gathering tower that was within easy reach. For him, this was the ultimate battle related to his ancestral property.
Sun Guanyun was so nervous that his hands were shaking when handling the pigeons, but it was simply because he was so nervous that he didn't even have an expression on his face. He had a dull face. The onlookers were far away from each other, so they couldn't tell that he was nervous, and they might have thought it was because he was calm. The embodiment of calm.
Behind him, Sun Maocai looked much more natural than him. He handled the pigeons in his hands in an orderly manner, and his method of deboning the whole pigeon was very natural and smooth. Considering his age, people around him looked at him with admiration.
Pigeon swallow belongs to the Chaoshan cuisine of Cantonese cuisine. It is a nourishing and delicious dish that can be compared with the braised chicken wings. As for the braised chicken fins, Jiang Feng also researched it online. It is a nourishing dish made with chicken and shark fins as the main ingredients. Just like the pigeon swallow, it will give off an aura of wealth as soon as it is served on the table.
Getunyan pays attention to freshness, freshness and sweetness. To achieve such a texture and taste, the requirements for food processing are very high.
Bird's nests must be swollen by soaking and baking. The swelling must be thorough. You must be meticulous and careful when picking out the fluff and impurities, and there must be no room for error.
Sun Maocai finished processing the squabs one step faster than Sun Guanyun, and started picking out the fluff and impurities from the bird's nest one step faster than Sun Guanyun.
This is a delicate job that requires concentration and concentration without any interruption or interference from the outside world. This is why the onlookers remained silent and did not say a word.
Sun Guanyun couldn't see Sun Maocai's movements, and he didn't know that Sun Maocai had already completed the entire deboning of the squab before him. He held the scissors and operated the scissors to carefully shuttle inside the squab.
Pigeon Tunyan also has very high requirements for squabs. It requires the whole pigeon, that is, the whole squab cannot be punctured, and the incision cannot go past the neck. Of course, this high requirement is only compared to other dishes of this era. Babao Lixiang Pigeon has higher requirements for squab, so the steps they take to handle squab don't seem to matter to Jiang Feng.
After a few more minutes, Sun Guanyun finally finished deboning the squab and started processing the bird's nest.
This kind of meticulous work can easily make people calm down. Jiang Feng stood next to Sun Guanyun. He could clearly feel that Sun Guanyun's nervousness was gradually fading as time went by. He began to calm down and stop thinking about the needs after the game. Faced with the complicated chores, I began to devote myself to this dish.
After the bird's nest is soaked, it needs to be simmered.
Sun Maocai was still the first to take the lead. He put the swollen bird's nest into boiling water and boiled it for about two minutes. He took it out with a slotted spoon and drained the water. Then he added stock, shochu and a small amount of salt and simmered it with the bird's nest. Odor.
Simmering takes time, but in the above steps, the winner can actually be seen.
Sun Maocai is obviously slightly better, but that's not to say that Sun Guanyun is not good. His knife skills, handling of bird's nests, and control of the heat during simmering are all very good. It's a pity that Sun Maocai's method can be called perfect.
The 26-year-old Sun Maocai is worthy of being a genius with such sword skills and firepower.
The cooked bird's nest needs to be dried with a clean towel. The subsequent steps are a bit similar to the Babao Chestnut Pigeon. Mix the bird's nest and ham granules evenly and stuff them into the pigeon's abdominal cavity. Tie the place tightly, tie the mouth, put it in boiling water, sprinkle with pine needles, rinse it with water, put it into a large stew pot, and add the ham granules. Shaoxing wine, ginger, green onion and other seasonings are put into the steamer.
In this way, Ge Tunyan is basically completed.
Next, you only need to wait 90 minutes to skim off the oil in the soup, then season and cover, and continue to stew for half an hour, allowing the pigeon to half float and half sink in the soup, and the pigeon swallows are ready to be taken out of the pot.
As Sun Guanyun steamed the pigeons and swallows, the crowd of onlookers began to discuss in low voices.
Jiang Feng finally heard the voice from humans.
From the moment he entered this memory to just now, this place could really be described as completely silent. He could hear even a grain of rice falling on the ground, not to mention a pin falling on the ground.
Jiang Feng even felt as if he was watching a mime.
Sun Guanyun and Sun Maocai had nothing to see here. All they could do was wait. Ge Tunyan was already in the steamer and it was too late to make amends.
Jiang Feng walked toward the crowd, wanting to hear if there were any freshly baked old melons that could be eaten.
A mouthful of milk "I am the Cat King"
(End of chapter)