Chapter 1155： have you had enough (1/2)
No matter how rough the surface of the bear's paw is, how much honey it can hold on it, thinking it seems that it might as well just steam it for a neat one.
However, the bear paw is changed from broiled to boiled. In fact, there is a saying here...
Before the cataclysm, the chefs of the past generations, whether they were wild or famous and had a great cause, mostly took bear's paw to be wild and untamable.
Normally, it’s nothing more than eating pheasants, wild rabbits and the like. For something like bear’s paw, if you don’t deal with it at all, the smell is really not something ordinary people can bear.
It's too late. The difference in this one is as big as the difference between raw beef blood and cooked blood tofu.
When steaming, the outside smell only goes inside, but the inside smell is not easy to come back out. Therefore, the steaming requires very high time and heat, and even the utensils. A little improper operation can easily become a failure of steaming. The fish is too fishy to be imported, and if you waste your energy, you will not necessarily get the benefits, and you will lose more than the gains.
Compared with steaming, boiling is equivalent to a foolish operation, suitable for all ages and more thorough.
Letting the bear's paw cook in the pot, Lin Chou's mind was more on the fire in the pond. He needed to adjust the position of the firewood from time to time, and after a while, he was sweating.
Seeing that the water in the pot started to boil, he immediately lifted the lid of the pot to loosen the taste.
During this period, Su Yourong turned around, and showed his pouring and pouring of tea very diligently.
——Wet Tiger has new dishes, and the kitchen is not enough for her, so the potato shreds for today’s serving will be avoided!
Happy...
I didn't see Huang Dashan and Wu Moumou clamoring around, and I felt that the fried chicken was weird.
It’s okay if Wu Ke isn’t there. After all, this guy is in a state of not (dare) smelling (dare) asking about the cooking process of many ingredients, for fear of accidentally replenishing himself and exploding in place and spiraling into the sky, fearing death. very.
As for Huang Dashan...
”Emmm”
Su Yourong lowered his head and carried a pan with a portrait of Huang Dashan out of the kitchen. After a while, he heard the pan banging the pangolin's headlights.
”Pig! Get up and get up, wet tigers are all up to work!!”
”Hold the grass, my little ancestor, I have been with your master for several days. I didn't even drink the soup. I just lay down for less than five minutes... Let me sleep again...”
”Sleep, sleep, don't eat when you have the ability!”
”...”
Lin Chou babbled and laughed unscrupulously.
Huang Dashan sighed and crawled into the kitchen one step at a time.
”Your little apprentice is also a self-motivated person. This is so much wider than the boss's wife!”
”Bang!”
Master Shan easily lifted the pot from the back of his head - Su Yourong didn't have the strength of Lin Shou, and the face printed on the bottom of the pot would naturally not become the shape of the back of his head.
Shan Ye took a closer look,
”Jill is so handsome.”
Our Shan Ye's handsomeness does not accept any rebuttal or explanation.
Lin Chou didn't take advantage of him...
The water in the pot has begun to turn into pieces of splashes, the bubbles are huge, and the bear's paw is sinking steadily on the bottom of the pot, as if a weight does not move.
Gradually, in addition to the smell of wine and ladies, Huang Dashan’s nose that does not contain oil and salt can also smell a hint of denseness and sweetness from it.
”Huh? It doesn't seem to be as fishy as before...”
Lin Chou nodded,
”What do you think, maybe it's been a long time for nothing?”
Huang Dashan disagrees,
”When you sealed this thing in the jar before, we did a good job of mental construction.”