Chapter 566： Lamborghini (2/2)
Lin Chou smiled,
”The cooking of oil chicken is minimalist, and the ingredients are the focus. Of course, Lamborghini is not something that everyone can eat. The oil chicken that can be seen everywhere in China is the home-cooked recipe of this dish. However, since it is old Xue you, I naturally want to make it with the best ingredients.”
Everyone present showed such a knowing smile as expected.
Needless to say, the subtext that everyone can guess by Lin Chou is - of course, he also has the darkest hand.
”Ahem.”
Xue Zhen coughed twice,
”Can the old man be on the sidelines?”
Lin Chou said indifferently, ”It's not a secret anyway, look at it.”
Xue Zhen was in awe, let alone himself, he just picked out a food chef or a cook in the base city, cherishing his own craftsmanship, and even separated when buying ingredients and seasonings. If you buy more than a dozen shops, you have to buy a lot of things you don’t need and mix in them.
Lin Chou was a little dazed.
He said to the **** in a very sorry tone,
”I have never made this oily chicken. If you don't do it well, please forgive me. Don't feel wronged.”
Then, while the chicken was not paying attention, he chopped off the head of the chicken with a knife and took the blood in a big bowl.
Several heads coming in outside the kitchen communicated,
”Have you noticed that Boss Lin looked at the bowl of blood with an extraordinarily gentle look, as if he was looking at a lover...”
”Isn't it a weird hobby? A quirk?”
”Don't talk nonsense, the chicken meat is really black, look, the blood is black and blue.”
Lin Chou said to Xue Zhen, ”Unfortunately, there is no marinated sour hot pepper. Otherwise, using this chicken blood and chicken assortment to stir fry, there is not enough rice.
Xue Zhen thought it so.
”Fried chicken with sour lotus head, not only cost rice, but also wine-but I insist on two rice with sour lotus head fried chicken offal, it is called a fragrant.”
Lin Chou took the time to give a thumbs up to Xue Zhen, ”Good opinion.”
The next step is to pluck the hair under hot water. The weather is extremely hot under bright light. In addition, this **** chicken is special, and the longer feathers are hardly growing. It can be plucked only slightly by hand, and there is no need to overheat the hair.
Take the viscera from the open mouth, and clean it up and put it aside.
Then put star anise, cinnamon, licorice, grass fruit, cloves, sand ginger, pepper, lemongrass, tangerine peel, green onion, **** and garlic into a gauze bag, and put a bag the size of a schoolbag into a large deep saucepan. Added a large bottle of rice wine and broth.
Xue Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth.
”Xiaoyou Lin...isn't it too much?”
”not much,”
Lin Chou responded,
”You chicken is not boiled, but steamed, salt steamed, and the taste in the soup is over salt steamed into the chicken.”
Lin Chou took out an iron steamer, covered it with large grains of green salt the size of a small finger, and placed it on the brine pot.
This steamer is different from the usual ones, it is all vertical horizontal stripes, and the middle part is recessed downward to form a funnel shape.
Put another layer of insulation paper on the salt, and then put the chicken on it.
Xue Zhen suddenly realized,
”That's right, the color of this chicken is already so heavy. If you want to marinate it again, the color will definitely affect the look and feel. The salt steaming method can just avoid this. The steam is full of seasoning and filtered by salt. It's wonderful.”
Lin Chou smiled and said,
”Since I was young, I have liked salt-baked, salt-steamed, and salt-baked methods, especially the roasted meat, which is tender and full of flavor.”
Xue Zhen nodded repeatedly,
”Xiaoyou Lin is not only old in craftsmanship, but also amazing in his whimsy.”
”No, I didn't think of this dish. Long before the cataclysm, this kind of fried chicken had been popularized.”
While watching the fire, he cut the chicken offal into thin razor blades.
Stir-fry the ayu in a hot pot with sour sauce, add the chicken offal, add some fish sauce sour after the offal changes color, sprinkle with chopped green onion and take it out.
The sour breath immediately enveloped the entire kitchen, and the fish and chicken flavors blended together under the sour fragrance, which made the mouth full.
Divide the fish sauce and sour chicken offal into several portions, Lin Chou said,
”Old Xue, these leftovers will add a dish to the guests of the restaurant, I think you don't mind?”
Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Xue Zhen smiled bitterly.
”If the old man dared to say half a word now, I'm afraid he will be buried in the back mountain with mushrooms immediately?”
Wei Tianxing snorted, shaking his body with fat.
”Count you old fellow! Fat guy like you who is less than a centimeter and a catty, I can sit on my ass. Believe it or not! Come on, hurry up and bring that fish sauce sour fried chicken to Fat Master. Tsk tsk, this scent is. It's so overwhelming...”
Someone said with a ill-intentioned grin,
”Master Wei, how heavy are you one centimeter?”
Wei Tianxing pretended to calculate,
”Well, my fat man is 1.85 meters tall and my weight...cough cough, barely, one centimeter and eighteen kilograms.”
Wen Zhongjiu sneered,
”Oh, Master Wei, you are the perfect balancer of your feelings?”
”roll!!”
”What qualifications do you guys who don't have a centimeter or two have to talk to Fat Master? Quickly back away!”
The weight of the evolutionary is definitely a mystery. Some mutants, such as Huang Dashan and Xia Zhonghui, have an amazing density of bones and muscles. One centimeter and eighteen kilograms is really no joke.
Regardless of it, Wei Tianxing gave Wei Qingyu a piece of chicken offal, which seemed to be thinly sliced chicken gizzards.
”Baby girl, Dad has eaten good things all his life, and he really hasn't eaten other people's dishes... things made from leftovers, come, come and taste what it tastes like.”
Wei Qingyu smiled faintly, and put the vegetables in his mouth.
The thick acidity fills the mouth immediately, and even the nose and eyes seem to be able to perceive the acidity. The acidity makes people ”heart-wrenching” and want to shed tears.
The acidity has not yet subsided, and the spiciness has begun to raging after fermentation.
Between chewing, the sourness and the spicyness of the chicken gizzards show the crispness and sweetness of the chicken gizzards. The taste is unparalleled and absolute, but it makes people feel that it should be so.
Wei Qingyu nodded, ”It's delicious.”
”...”
Wei Tianxing bowed his head in dejection,
”This kind of evaluation...nothing, my dear girl, Fatty, I'm the No. 1 food weather vane in base city, food critic, if you express this kind of opinion, is it my own life?”
I don't want Wei Qingyu to nod seriously,
”You are so ugly, I am so beautiful, how could it be your own birth? It's completely different genetically!”
”Hahaha!”
Everyone was half laughing and suddenly stopped.
Wei Tianxing scratched his head,
”It is said that my daughter is Dad's intimate little quilted jacket, ah, Dad is very sad.”
”Mingguang four seasons are cool in summer, so you can't wear padded jackets.”
Wei Tianxing grimace,
”Little ancestor, with so many people, can you save some face for your father? Just throw it away!”
”Just now you wondered if I was a daughter?”
”...”