Fresh ingredients are added to the old fire porridge, and it becomes the so-called raw porridge.

This 'raw' does not refer to the pot of porridge, but the ingredients put into the porridge halfway are all fresh, and it is absolutely not allowed to pass the water or oil first.

With this pot of thick old fire porridge base, you can put fresh vegetables, fresh seafood, and all kinds of things, and there are no certain rules, Zhou Dong chose to put pig offal.

The raw porridge in Guangdong Province and the stewed porridge in Kyoto are essentially different, the former relies on the old porridge, and the latter relies on the old soup.

The old soup is boiled and boiled, and the soup is also old, and the ingredients are always flavored! To incorporate the taste of the old soup into the ingredients, the taste is naturally heavy, but there are many people who just like this taste.

The raw porridge in Guangdong Province pays attention to the word 'out', which is to release the taste of fresh ingredients into the bottom of the old fire porridge, and the taste is more light and fresh.

This kind of taste is very popular with the southerners, Cai Bo once said in a food show that he doesn't like hot pot, if you can choose to make a delicacy disappear, it is a hot pot with no technical content.

However, there is definitely not one kind of hot pot he hates, that is, the hot pot with old fire porridge as the bottom of the pot,

Think about it, in the copper-colored hot pot burning with charcoal, the viscous and fragrant old fire porridge bottom gradually boils, first the bubbles the size of 'crab eyes', and when it boils to the extreme, it will bloom with bubbles the size of 'shrimp eyes'.

With the old fire porridge as the base, the ingredients are more and more complicated, which is called the porridge bottom hot pot, and the less and single-minded is the raw porridge.

There is a group of 'water platform handymen' who can be called a luxury lineup, Zhou Dong doesn't have to worry about these pig offal cleaning up is not clean enough, he only needs to focus on the knife skills, so that the rapid cutting of pig offal in the air is not entirely for showing off skills, what is needed is the word 'fast', the reason is that once the old fire porridge is opened, the ingredients need to be added as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve a 'roll' word when the temperature of the porridge noodles drops.

The faint blue knife light staggered through the air like a spider's web, and the tender and elastic pork face meat was cut into strips that were half an inch long and half a finger wide;

The most amazing is those pig intestines, the knife flashes at the same time is quickly dissected, the outer skin is opened with a shallow cloth knife method to open the vertical and horizontal knife edge, with a peculiar smell and fat accumulation too thick inner layer is cut off about half a layer; can not all be cut off, all cut will not be the characteristics of pig intestines fat and thick fragrance, that is not pig intestines at all, will become sausage casing for sausage......

Goodbye knife moves!

The excited Lao Wu Palace was left to look up and worship, and sure enough, after Zhou Dong put away the knife, he did something that made all his peers look at it, and he got a basin of warm water from nowhere, with a clean white hand towel in the water, and a piece of soap on the wrist that was turned upside down.

"Zhou ...... Chef, please clean your hands!"

The words were full of respect, and the face was full of solemn expressions.

Everyone looked at each other, this scene was too familiar, it was simply the 'Chang Li'er' of the diligent junior apprentice to the master, and looking at the appearance of Lao Wugong, if it wasn't for the fact that there were many people present, he could definitely lift this wash basin above his head.

Nima, this is the god chef of the island country, and he actually gave a disciple salute to Team Leader Zhou?

Several chefs were shocked in their hearts, and the people of the island country god chef came to bow to Team Leader Zhou, how many of us? This level seems to be a bit too big. It's okay, we are all organized, and now we have a colleague relationship with Team Leader Zhou......

Zhou Dong put down the kitchen knife, gently covered the casserole, and after adjusting the firepower, he saw the scene of Lao Wugong's upper body, which was also quite embarrassing, and after thinking about it, he still washed his hands symbolically, even if his hands were very clean and did not stain a drop of dirt.

It can be regarded as having been in contact with the people of the island country a few times, and Zhou Dong is now the real number is not allowed to the pulse of these people, if he doesn't wash his hands, maybe Lao Wugong can do something.

Seeing that Zhou Dong had washed his hands, Lao Wugong left with the basin satisfied.

Zhou Shi will definitely have a good impression of me when he sees me so well-behaved, even if it is just a little bit, as long as I continue, I will be moved by him one day!

Masada, Takemiya Masada, you are the best!

The casserole on the fire eye is slowly spewing white mist, and a faint aroma of porridge and meat gradually overflows, this smell you can't smell at all, and you will definitely be infatuated with it if you take a few more sips, and then you can't help but want to walk over and lift the lid of the pot to take a look, and if possible, it is best to be able to steal a few bites.

Shang Qingxiong had already circled around the casserole for five or six times, and asked while swallowing saliva: "Old Zhou, it's been almost three hours, the taste has come out, do you have to wait?"

Zhou Dong didn't look at the time, he snorted lightly and said, "It's okay." ”

"Okay? haha, I know!"

is worthy of being a well-known god of war figure in Jin Chengjun District, that is, he has rough skin and thick meat, this guy grabbed the casserole lid with his empty hands, and then quickly threw it on the desk, looking at Zhou Dong with grinning teeth and saying, "It's so hot!"

Zhou Dong patted his head, speechless about this product, and when he walked over to take a wooden spoon to serve porridge, he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and sure enough, it was Lao Wugong again: "How can this kind ......of porridge thing work you?"

"I'll do it anyway. ”

"I'll ......"

Wu Gong Zhengtian's move, Song Jing and they couldn't sit still, diligence is a relatively special industry, Zhengzhi has nothing to do with here, regardless of race or skin color, cooking skills are the standard to measure everything. The dignified chef of the island country ran to serve porridge, who can still sit still?

In the end, it was Song Jing Su Bi who instructed the assistants to put the porridge in blue and white thick-walled porcelain bowls, the first bowl was naturally given to Shang Lao, but the second bowl was not ordered by anyone, so it was very naturally sent to Zhou Dong's hands, followed by Wu Gong Zhengtian and several masters.

Fortunately, the casserole for boiling porridge was big enough, Shang Qingxiong waited for a long time, and finally got a bowl, and when he saw the fragrant layer of pale yellow porridge oil in the porridge bowl, where could he still endure it, he took a big sip, and suddenly his eyes were hot, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Porridge is not drunk like this, use a spoon to ......"

Zhou Dong picked up the spoon and scooped half a spoonful, blew it lightly twice, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

"Suck, suck. ”

At the same time, from the old man to the masters, they also drank the first sip of porridge.

Beautiful......