Chapter 371: Every Piece of Meat Is Like a Red Crystal (Chapter 3)

The icy water met the scorching sauce, and a puff of white smoke rose with a thud.

The smell of the smoke reveals a sweet but not greasy aroma, which makes people want to inhale the whole smoke deep into the lungs.

When the smoke cleared, Ye Fei stirred the sauce with water in the pot for a while, took a bowl from the side, picked up the pot and poured the sauce into the bowl.

It's just that when pouring the sauce, everyone found a very strange situation, that is, the pot of sauce boiled by Ye Fei was not so much a sauce as a pot of excellent red wine, and the color revealed this faint brown in the dark red, which was very attractive.

"Damn, I really want to take a sip. Brother Bao Diamond licked his lips, stared at the sauce in the bowl with glowing eyes, and couldn't help but say.

Gluttony: "........ drink, you drink, you can't burn you." ”

Monk Huineng also folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor, this sauce can't be drunk." ”

Brother Bao Diamond looked at the great monk and said, "Why?"

Huineng closed his eyes, and then gently spit out a word: "Hot." ”

Brother Diamond: "........."

After pouring the sauce into the bowl, Ye Fei put the wok on the stove, then brought the bowl containing the pork belly, poured out the water inside, and then added an appropriate amount of olive oil to the pot, and said: "The next thing is to process the pork belly, that is, to defatt the pork belly, how to defatt it? ”

Saying that, Ye Fei turned on the stove and said: "The fire burns the oil to fifty percent hot, how to judge whether the oil temperature is fifty percent hot, mainly depends on the oil bubbles around the oil in the pot, when the oil bubbles appear, the oil temperature is about the same." ”

Not long after, the oil temperature reached fifty percent, and Ye Fei picked up the pork belly and poured it into the oil pot.

There was water in the meat, and when it was poured in, it crackled.

However, Ye Fei stood next to the pot as steadily as Mount Tai, and began to stir the pork belly in the pot with the vegetable spoon in his hand.

While stirring, he said: "To defatten pork, use high heat at first, and wait until the oil temperature is stable, that is, when the oil bubble is getting smaller and smaller, turn off the low heat and boil slowly." ”

After a while, Ye Fei turned down the stove, then stirred it for a while, and when the color of the meat was a little light yellow, Ye Fei took the meat out of the pot and put it in a bowl.

Immediately after Ye Fei put the wok on the stove again, after adding an appropriate amount of oil, he began to put star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and dried chili peppers into it and stir-fry until fragrant.

In the process of stir-frying, Ye Fei picked up the boiled sauce and slowly poured it in.

At first, the pork belly was white and slightly yellowish, but as the sauce was added, the color of the meat began to darken at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and then slowly approached the color of the sauce, and finally the color of the meat was almost the same as the color of the sauce, which was as dark red as red wine.

At this time, the leaves fly to add seasonings such as refined salt and chicken powder.

After the meat in the pot completely turned crimson, Ye Fei opened a storage compartment and took out something from it.

Whether it is the three guests at the scene or the audience in the live broadcast room, they all know this thing when they see it, casserole.

"Ye Shen, do you use a casserole?" asked Brother Bao Diamond.

Don't look at him as a food anchor, but he can only eat and can't cook, he doesn't know how to use a casserole to make Mao's braised pork.

Ye Fei said: "Mao's braised pork, although the name is braised pork, but its last step is to simmer or stew. ”

Put all the meat in the pot into the casserole, and then pour the soup into the pot as well.

In this casserole, about one-third of the braised pork is exposed on the outside of the soup, and about two-thirds is inside the soup.

To simmer braised pork, first boil the soup over high heat, then cover the casserole and simmer over low heat.

Under normal circumstances, it takes about eighty or ninety minutes to simmer a casserole of braised pork, but Ye Fei's casserole is a bit special, and it can be done in ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Ye Fei turned up the stove and began to collect the juice.

After another three or four minutes, Ye Fei smiled and said, "Friends, this Mao's braised pork is done, what is the specific effect, we might as well take a look first." ”

As he spoke, Ye Fei opened the lid of the casserole, and a cloud of white smoke rushed out, and with the appearance of this white smoke, a burgundy light cluster appeared above the casserole, blessed by the fragrance skill.

Wait until the white smoke disappears, and then look at the situation in the casserole, there is still a little soup bubbling, and sixteen pieces of pork belly that have been colored and flavored are in the soup, with the bursting and turning of the bubbles in the soup, the sixteen pieces of pork belly are like sixteen fat people shaking their bodies, the meat pieces keep shaking slightly, and with the shaking of the meat pieces, and then look at the surface of the upper layer of crimson skin There is a layer of attractive red luster flashing.

Bang~~

The light cluster formed by the Fragrance of Thousands of Miles skill bursts, and then ...... Then the whole live broadcast room cracked.

"it, is this the braised pork made by Ye Shen?"

"Nima, does this smell so good?"

"God, there is really no one else who makes this braised pork, how can it be so extreme?"

"Every piece of meat is like a piece of red crystal, and every piece of meat seems to have life, this is braised pork, and this TMD is the real braised pork. ”

I told myself again and again that I couldn't drool when I watched Ye Shen's live broadcast, but Nima just couldn't control her mouth, and her saliva was loud. ”

"Braised pork, my god, Lao Tzu's favorite, there is no one. ”

"I saw that the braised pork couldn't walk here, lying in the groove, how to break it?"

After eating all over the world, he took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes, and he felt that his whole body was surrounded by the rich smell of braised pork, and that feeling was unprecedented happiness.

I'm a foodie, and I also lie down comfortably on the chair, and then gently close my eyes, put my hands on the armrests of the sofa chair, and keep flicking my fingers, which is an ultimate enjoyment.

An old man in Nanjiang finally put down the mobile phone in his hand, he closed his eyes peacefully on his recliner, and his face suddenly appeared two flushes.

Shi Batian was completely stupid, he sat on the sofa, staring at the pot of braised pork in the video of Ye Fei's live broadcast room, and kept swallowing saliva.

"Come here, come here. He waved his hand and called out to his four bodyguards.

The four bodyguards leaned forward.

"Brother Decepticon, what's the matter?"

Shi Batian pointed to the braised pork in the video and said, "Go to Wangjianglou and ask them to make me a pot of this braised pork." ”

Four bodyguards: "........."

"A pot?"

"Brother Batian, you are seriously overweight now, and the doctor warned you to eat too little fatty meat. ”

"That's it, Brother Batian, I'd better find you a cow chong, right?"

Shi Batian looked at his four bodyguards and said, "Let you go, where did you get so much nonsense?"

The four bodyguards shrank their necks and hurriedly ran.

Bazhen Yushi was hiding in the hotel alone, his eyes stared at the braised pork made by Ye Fei, then swallowed his saliva, and then called and ordered: "A pot of braised pork, well, that's right, it's a pot, I want a bigger pot, hurry up, I'm in a hurry." ”

The chef of the five-star hotel is a little confused, Wori, what's wrong with the little boss today? He usually wants to keep in shape, but he rarely eats fatty meat, even if he eats, one or two pieces are enough, today a guy wants a pot, Nima, what does this make Lao Tzu do?

It can be said that at this moment, restaurants of all sizes across the country have begun to make braised pork, and there is no way, because at this moment, there are too many orders for braised pork.

"Boss, a piece of Mao's red gauze pork, what? No, what braised pork do you have? Liu's braised pork?, Liu's is Liu's, hurry up." ”

"Boss, boss, a pot of braised pork, that's right, a big pot, hurry up and let the waiter send it over, hurry, yes, give more money to the place." ”

"Lao Chen, hurry up and bring me a pot of braised pork, what? There is no pork belly? You have so many in this restaurant every day, why don't I have it when I eat it today? Don't you make it for me? Ah? A guy just ordered two pots of braised pork and ran out of pork belly?, which two goods eat so much?"

The gluttonous three stared at the braised pork in the pot, one by one they were really in pain, and they felt that these more than ten pieces of braised pork were like more than a dozen superb beauties, untying their clothes, which made them can't help but want to pounce.

"Ye Shen, one piece, I only need one piece. Monk Huineng couldn't help it at first, and said pitifully.

Ye Fei said: "Let's put the plate first." ”

I took a large snow-white plate and carefully served the braised pork inside.

At this time, looking at this plate of braised pork, it is simply a piece of fine red jade.

The skin is a layer of burgundy color, and the lower pork belly hazel reveals this hint of golden yellow, which is a fatal temptation for people when matched together.