Chapter 573： Pigs head stew (Ive heard of congratulations for the new head!) (1/2)

(Thanks to the book friends for having heard of the 10,000 starting currency reward, and being promoted to the head, I would like to congratulate you with this chapter.)

On the next night, Lin Chou found a problem.

Because some people are too diligent...

emmm, as a qualified, customer-conscious and handsome restaurant owner, Lin Chou is of course embarrassed to name those people, such as a certain scientific researcher Wu Ke of the scientific research institute, and a certain section chief of the occurrence committee Zheng A large number of low-level evolutionists or ordinary people, such as Fu Zhengwei, deputy chief of a certain section of the Commission, the Development Committee, etc., Lin Chou said that they did not remember these names at all.

The above chestnuts are in a list of incomplete statistics. These people are too diligent. In one day, Lin Chou left a hundred and a half pots of stewed pork and dozens of hundreds of chicken wings and chicken wings. Salt-baked chicken drumsticks.

If these things were thrown away, even Lin Chou would feel unreasonable and utterly conscienceless.

This is also an abomination for ordinary people. There is so little to eat. Isn't it just a salt-baked chicken that weighs more than ten or twenty catties? Isn’t it just a pot of stew? Why can't I finish it!

MMP must write a slogan next time. A fine of 10,000 for leftovers is fine. It doesn't matter if you don't give it. You can choose the high-end customized service where the big breasted sister personally takes the living corpse rolling pin to the leftovers!

Thinking of the appearance of rolling a face like a mace, Lin Chou almost laughed out of a laugh to make sure that the road will be smooth after experiencing it once.

Lin Chou looked at the large rows of leftovers in his head and felt pain. The education he had received in the alley had been affecting him so far.

For example, some unscrupulous fathers often educate unsatisfied sons like this. You can waste time, air, family love and friendship, but if you waste a grain of food, I will hammer you to death. The reason is as simple and rude. Love to listen or not, it sounds like a hammer.

His eyes rolled around, and suddenly he had an idea.

Not long after the radio was sent, Bao Er jumped off the motorcycle with a big basket on his head and swayed in a funny ”mother” ceremony.

”Hey, boss Lin, you want a thousand sheets and oily bean curd.”

Lin Sorrow resolutely agreed to go out and get it, and then told Bao Er not to go, waiting here to send things back to the base city.

Needless to say, Qian Zhang is also called dried tofu or tofu skin. This thing is as common as tofu or soy sauce in the base city. It is not too expensive. Even ordinary people can occasionally have dried tofu fried pig intestines.

On the contrary, oily bean curd is not very common. After soy milk is boiled, a natural oil film is formed on the surface of oily bean curd, which is picked up and dried. The pieces are called oily skin or tofu coat, and the dried bean curd is called yuba. After making it, it becomes a pale yellow surface with a very shiny look.

Soybean clothing can be said to be the essence of soy milk. It clears heat and nourishes the lungs and nourishes the stomach. It is very nutritious, but the job of picking bean clothing can't be selected with high-quality bean clothing without a few years of dedicated practice.

Soak the oily bean curd in warm water, while the Qian Zhang was opened one by one, and placed in a cool place to dry off the excess water. Lin Chou began to prepare for cooking.

He wants to send these two leftovers back to the alley. There are many people in the alley whose living conditions are not as good as those of Uncle Hu and Sister Hu. Although Lin Chou’s house used to be a restaurant, he did not miss a hundred restaurants when he was young. It is absolutely necessary to take care of acquaintances now.

Leftovers are always leftovers. Just taking it back is too ”really”. You still need to save face, so you have to deal with it a little bit.

Cut the remaining chunk of stewed wild boar into everything. There are pork head meat, pork loin, pork leg, boned meat, etc. There are various parts. The stewed black mountain wild boar skin is tight and tender, and everything is open. You can see the pink lean meat and the snow-white fat, which is very beautiful.

After cutting and removing the bones, install them in the same large basin. The pelvic floor is covered with multiple gauze beforehand. After all the gauze bags are cut and placed on the circular chopping board, press a chopping board on it, and put heavy stones on the chopping board. Heavy, the lower cutting board is inclined at an angle of fifteen degrees, and then the large basin is placed under the short side to receive the dripping soup and oily water. The salt-baked chicken is chopped and boned and disposed of in the same way.

Under heavy pressure, especially the pork chopping board, the yellow grease was constantly squeezed out, and then it fell into the big basin.

If the weight is enough, it can squeeze out the fat in the pork, especially the fat, if it is held for six hours.

But the chicken only needs one and a half to two hours, too long will crush the chicken into ”firewood”.

Before the cataclysm, the running water banquets in the countryside often lasted for a few days, especially wedding banquets. The whole chicken and the whole pig's head and pork knuckle are indispensable as the existence of the town. A table of more than 20 dishes is usually left at the end. They are all meat dishes with the most oil and water.

It is impossible to go to the table twice, the appearance is broken; leave it to your family to eat, it is too greasy.

Besides, there are a few dozen tables of noodles left on each table, and my family will definitely not be able to finish it.

I don't know when it started, pig head stew came into being, specially made with leftover pig head and pork knuckle, of course, some places also use chicken.

Then everyone ate it, hey, this dish has not been eaten before, it is delicious, the meat is not greasy, and this pork head stew has become a must-have dish on the running water table.

After a few hours, the fat from the pork gradually disappeared. Lin Chou took the dashi out of the house and opened the gauze bag.

The pork inside has been squeezed indiscriminately into a dense mass.

”It should be fine.”

With a kitchen knife, everything can be cut into one-centimeter thick slices without breaking, like aspic.

Spread out a thousand sheets, a piece of pork...uh...the extrudate is spread on it, leaving some space on the edge to prevent the meat from being squeezed out under heavy pressure, and then roll it from one side to the other, and roll it into a roll Press it well.

Thousands of rolls for pork and soaked soybean skin rolls for chicken. Finally, put the rolled long rolls on the chopping board layer by layer, press on the chopping board and stone, and wait for it to be formed.

The weight will make the oily bean skin and chicken, Qianzhang and pork perfectly combined.

The cooked chicken stew and pork stew can be eaten directly in slices. The sliced ​​slices have a circle of mosquito coils in the shape, and the shape is not bad.

It can also be breaded and fried, or even stewed, braised or roasted again, without breaking.

Lin Chou slightly estimated that the stewed meat on this chopping board weighs at least 300 kilograms, so he called Bao Er and asked him to send these things to Uncle Tiger and distribute them to people in the alley.

Bao Er said with a smile,

”It's so fragrant... Mr. Lin, can I steal two yuan?”

”Just don't eat it all, go.”

”okay!”

With a promise, Bao Er left beautifully.

Someone asked,

”Boss Lin is now making takeaways?”

Lin Chou smiled and said, ”No, there are some dishes left. It's a pity to throw them away. Make some stew and send them back to the alley for the old neighbors to taste.”

The man was stunned, ”Boss Lin is really... interested.”

But he was thinking in his heart, if he read it right, the leftovers would be the Black Mountain wild boar and salt-baked chicken. There are dozens of hundreds of pounds per catty. Just in the blink of an eye, a few hundred catties were given away?

If he were still a Tier 1 evolutionary, even he would be jealous for several days!

Although a few people were smiling, the words chuckling in their mouths had another meaning-waste.

”Ha, it's really lucky to be Boss Lin's neighbor.”

Lin Chou shook his head.

”The people in the alley usually take care of each other. Even in the most difficult years, no one starved to death in the alley of Pythagorean.”

The hunters nodded one after another. Almost everyone walked out of the alley, and sometimes they still miss the life in the alley very much.

But even if I go back and want to see some small gifts brought by neighbors in the old neighborhood, I dare not accept them. When I meet, I just nod and bow my waist and treat them as big people. The feeling is not very good to be honest. not enough.

Although not returning the rich and honorable to the hometown is like walking at night in brocade clothes, it is really uncomfortable to ”return to the hometown”.

”Boss Lin has a good idea. If the people in the alleys dare to collect such precious things, if they send them back to the salt-baked chicken and the like, how much can they earn in a day with a few hundred circulation points for a chicken?”

”Yes, that's different when it comes to it. Leftovers, you will receive them when you receive them.”

Someone rolled his eyes and said,

”Is there any leftovers like this? Give me a few hundred catties. Hey, I think it's good to have wine.”

”If I don't dislike it, I actually have some left.” Lin Chou smiled.

”Hey, that's right, cut a plate for us, and two more bottles of cold beer!”

”I also want.”

”Hey, boss Lin, how do you charge for this stuff?”

Lin Chou smiled and cut the meat stew,

”There is no reason to sell a dish twice, as long as there is one, the guests who come will get one plate per table.”

”Haha, Boss Lin is going to entertain guests and deliver food in the past few days. I'm afraid that the honorable title of Iron Rooster will not be kept!”

”Don't beep, you still have so much nonsense to give you food, can't eating food stop your mouth.”

Lin Chou squeezed his eyes and said to everyone,

”This is called putting a long line to catch a big fish.”

”Yes, just wait to fatten up our brothers before we start slaughtering?”

Lin Chou gestured, seeming to be looking for where to stab everyone, ”Well, I will kill him fiercely.”

Everyone laughed.

The hunter at the first table tasted a piece of stew and yelled.

”Hey, I think this dish is better than stewed meat, it is fragrant and not greasy, and even the dried tofu is delicious.”

Others said,

”Boss Lin, you have chicken in your oily bean curd? I have eaten this kind of dish before. I made a packet of lotus leaf wrap and steamed it in the pot. The whole juice was poured on a thin layer of glutinous rice, and the taste was very positive. ...Well, this one is better than the one I used to eat now.”

Lin Chou nodded, ”I can try it next time.”

Lin Chou felt very happy that one dish had gained a lot of people's hearts.

The hunter at the front table said,

”Hey, salt-baked chicken, Mr. Lin’s signature dish, I don’t know what secret recipe is used to make it out, it tastes bad? My son loves this, and every time he goes back, he brings a dried salt-baked chicken. Give it to him. Once I forgot the ballast, this kid was playing with me and rolling and crying was called a miserable one.”

someone said,

”Hey, brother, is your surname Wang? Wang Xiaopeng's father, right?”

”Huh? How do you know?”

The man walked to the table,

”Brother Wang, I, Sun Yue's father, Sun Mingyuan, we met at the martial arts school parent meeting.”

The old Wang with a big beard patted his forehead.

”I'm going... sit down and sit down, alas, it's just like we are in the same ups and downs. Our brothers must have a drink.

”Why are you two, what else is there to say.”

”My daughter is also in martial arts school, why hasn't I heard of any parent conference?”

Lao Wang and Sun Mingyuan looked at each other and laughed, ”Don't mention it, it's a shame to talk about it.”