Chapter 486: Steamed Buns with Liquor Grains
(The title of the previous chapter was wrong, it should be Chapter 480)
When it comes to distiller's lees steamed buns, both Jiang Feng and Jiang Zaide are no strangers, because in the past few years, the old man often made distiller's lees steamed buns during the Chinese New Year and winter and summer vacations.
Not for anything else, just because Grandma Jiang liked to eat steamed buns at that time. She didn't eat pancakes, porridge, or noodles every morning, but ate the old man's distiller's grain steamed buns. Even his juniors, who ate and drank with Grandma Jiang in the countryside, could also take advantage of it and eat the old man's steamed rice wine lees steamed buns every now and then.
The old man's sake lees steamed buns are different from those made by others. Although they are made without yeast and with sake brewer, the recipe proportions and the addition of some extra things are not passed down the secret recipe, and it is a unique skill. It's just that Jiang Feng and several of his cousins didn't learn Bai An, so the old man just didn't teach him.
Jiang Zaide, as the younger member of the Jiang family, has the most money and the most freedom in food. Due to work reasons, he travels to other places from time to time, and he feels that he has a say in what he eats.
"Xiaoyue, let me tell you, that's because you have never tasted really delicious distiller's lees steamed buns. The ones sold in stores outside are basically the same. The distiller's lees steamed buns made by my grandfather are the most delicious in the world." Jiang After Zaide finished boasting about the steamed buns made with rice wine grains made by his old man, he honestly put down the last piece of mutton chop that he had not finished eating and reached out to grab a steamed bun.
With just such a slight grasp, Jiang Zaide discovered that Babao Zhai's distiller's lees steamed buns dared to sell for dozens of times the price of ordinary steamed buns, so he was quite capable.
Qualified steamed buns with distiller's grains should be plump and elastic in appearance, deflate when pinched by hand, and recover as soon as they are put away, and have the aroma of wine when eaten. If the steamed buns with distiller's grains can achieve the above points, they are considered qualified, but they are only qualified. This is the lower limit. How high the upper limit is depends on the skill of the steamed bun master.
Jiang Zaide grabbed the steamed bun and took a bite.
Almost got into trouble.
"Damn, it's really delicious. Try it, little brother. Is there something wrong with my taste? I think these buns are the same as those made by grandpa!" Jiang Zaide exclaimed.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Thanks to your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you look like you weigh more than 200 pounds and you are still grandpa's grandson. One second you were praising grandpa and disparaging Babao Zhai's steamed buns, and the next second you rebelled.
Jiang Feng grabbed a steamed bun with distiller's grains and bit into a small piece.
When the steamed buns reached the tip of my nose, I smelled it more clearly, with a faint aroma of wine and a hint of other aromas. It was very familiar. Not only the aroma, but also the taste was very familiar.
"Fuck you." Jiang Feng rebelled on the spot and looked at Jiang Zaide. The two brothers were speechless and choked for a moment.
"Brother De, wait a minute, let me ask." Jiang Feng raised his hand and waved to the waiter beside him, who walked towards them.
"Is your steamed bun made by Master Zheng Siyuan from your store?" Jiang Feng asked.
"That's right, it turns out that this customer knows Master Zheng in our store! That's just right. Please write us a comment form later. If you are not satisfied with the dishes or are particularly satisfied, you can write it down. After you finish writing, we can also give you a small water glass." The waiter said enthusiastically.
"Did Master Zheng really do it?" Jiang Feng asked uncertainly.
"Of course it's made by Master Zheng. If you're here specifically for Master Zheng, don't worry if we'll fool you with the lees steamed buns made by other chefs. The other chefs in our shop, Master Bai An, won't make this kind of lees steamed buns either. "Only Master Zheng can make it." The waiter began to give Jiang Feng some comfort pills, "Yours was just taken out of the steamer. It was piping hot when it was served."
"Okay, thank you, I'll just ask." Jiang Feng nodded and took a breath.
The moment the steamed buns came into his mouth just now, he even had the terrible thought that the old man had gone to Babao Zhai to do illegal work while Tai Feng Building was closed.
The taste of Zheng Siyuan's wine lees steamed buns is so similar to the old man's. Jiang Feng would believe it if the recipe was the same.
"What's wrong?" Wu Minqi was a little confused by the reactions of Jiang Feng and Jiang Zaide.
"It's nothing. The taste of these steamed buns is a bit similar to what grandpa makes." Jiang Feng explained.
He Yueru's eyes widened: "How come your grandfather's steamed buns are so delicious?"
"It's even more delicious than this!" Jiang Feng said firmly.
While Jiang Feng was asking questions, Jiang Zaide had already finished the lees steamed bun in his hand and stretched out his sinful fat hand to the next lees steamed bun.
"But didn't my grandpa tell us when we were little that this distiller's lees steamed buns were our family's unique secret recipe? How come the master of Babao Zhai knows it too? Is grandpa bluffing us?" Jiang Zaide asked.
Jiang Feng thought seriously for a while, and while he was thinking, he finished eating the steamed bun on his hand.
"Zheng Siyuan's father and Dong Li's master are brothers. If they come from the same school and can teach both red and white cases at the same time, then their great master must be good at cooking. Didn't grandpa always cook in the early years? Are there people in the south who learn cooking from their master? Maybe my grandpa also took his master as his teacher, and he learned how to make Jiuzong Mantou from that master." Jiang Feng analyzed it calmly and felt that he would definitely get full marks for this analysis.
"If you are not sure, ask grandpa during the Chinese New Year. Anyway, everyone lives in the countryside during the Chinese New Year and you can see grandpa every day." Jiang Feng added.
"If you don't ask, don't ask. If you ask the wrong question, you will get beaten. Being beaten is a small matter and not being fed is a big deal. If you want to ask me, you can ask yourself." Jiang Zaide shook his head like a rattle, determined not to be fooled.
Jiang Feng and He Yueru each ate one of the six lees steamed buns on the plate, Ji Xia and Wu Minqi shared one, and Jiang Zaide finished the remaining three by himself.
After finishing the steamed bun lunch, Jiang Zaide, as the main eater, felt not only full but also a little stuffed after standing up after paying the bill, as if the food was directly stuck in his throat.
Eating a big meal while skipping work is indeed caused by being too happy and overindulging.
After Jiang Zaide deeply blamed himself, he turned to Ji Xia and asked: "Xia Xia, let's go eat this afternoon... No, what are we going to buy?"
He had already bought a lot of things in the morning, and many of the things on Ji Xia's original list were rejected by He Yueru. He Yueru also used her knowledge and taste of these old shops in Peiping to prove that her veto was effective.
Ji Xia thought for a while, felt a little confused, and looked at He Yueru: "Sister Xiaoyue, do you think I can buy a roast duck and take it back to my mother-in-law?"
"Roast duck?" He Yueru rejected Ji Xia's suggestion on the spot, "Roast duck is not delicious even if you order it as a takeaway. You must eat it in the store. It is delicious when it is freshly sliced and hot and crispy. If you buy it from a thousand miles away I took it to Guangdong Province to give to your mother-in-law, so much time was wasted in the process. Although it is not easy to spoil in winter, the taste has already changed, and it is not the taste you want to give to your mother-in-law. "
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"That's it." Ji Xia thought for a moment with a grimace, "Forget it then, I will bring my mother-in-law to the store to eat in the future. I had already bought almost everything I wanted to buy in the morning, and only the cloth shoes were left. Hair ropes and pastries.”
"Pastry is easy. I know a pastry shop that sells pastries that are unique to us in Beiping City. Many of them are considered lost by outsiders and can only be made by the chefs in their shop. I will lead you over. You are in the shop Eat it first, and if you think it tastes good, buy more and take it back to your mother-in-law. The Saqima in their store is very delicious, and it’s not on the same level as the ones bought outside." He Yueru said. I'm going to take everyone to that pastry shop.
Just two steps out, He Yueru suddenly stopped as if she remembered something.
"Xia Xia, if you can't bring back this roast duck, you can bring roast chicken. Our five-spice roast chicken from Peking is also very famous!" He Yueru said.
Ji Xia suddenly became excited: "Really?"
"Of course, there is a restaurant on the next street. The roast chicken is delicious, and there is also a special place for take-out. Not only roast chicken, but also sauced beef, roast chicken legs, and fried beef cubes. , Sheep head meat, duck wings, and beef tendons are all delicious. Come on, I'll take you there." He Yueru took Ji Xia's hand and headed to the next store.
"Hiccup." Jiang Zaide burped involuntarily and said cheerfully: "Come on, little brother, let's buy some on the way and take it back for dinner or supper tonight."
Anyway, now he can't eat anymore, not even chicken feet.
"Brother De, grandpa and third grandpa are cooking at the annual meeting tonight." Jiang Feng reminded.
"Then take it with you and wait until you get on the high-speed rail tomorrow to eat. Let's go!" (End of Chapter)