"Lao Liu, the pork belly has been bought back for you. Lin Xiao put down the plastic bag in his hand, took the tea handed by Shan Jian, and drank it all.

"Where's the clear soup, is it hanging?" Putting down the teacup, Lin Xiao couldn't wait to walk to the stove.

"Just filtered once, and another filter should be about the same. In front of Liu Mang was a large basin with minced chicken breasts.

When they came back from the orphanage yesterday, Lin Xiao and He Donglin hurriedly asked Liu Mang to make those famous dishes of Guchuan that they had said.

Liu Mang thought about it, the ingredients needed for these dishes are not easy to find in France, only one of them, 'melon and swallow belly', can be tried.

"Master Kobayashi, pork belly is not easy to buy, right? I heard that foreigners don't eat animal offal and use it directly to make animal feed. Shan Jian said while picking up the kettle and pouring the warm boiled water in it into the basin in front of Liu Mang.

The ingredients of this 'melon and swallow spike belly' are not difficult to find, but the method is extremely cumbersome, and it has to compete with the famous state banquet dish 'boiling water cabbage' in Sichuan, which requires the top-quality broth to be hung in advance.

"Fortunately, not all foreigners don't eat animal offal. Lin Xiao poured a glass of water again: "For example, don't the French prefer foie gras? The Germans also like to make sausages." As for the British, their haggis made from lamb tripe is even more famous. ”

"I've tasted that dish, and the name sounds high, but it's actually a haggis. He Donglin pouted: "That's also called a dish? I can't even think of how these foreigners came up with this approach." ”

"How?" Liu Mang, who was stirring the chicken paste mixed with warm water in the basin, stopped and asked curiously.

"Mash all kinds of sheep offal, add some spices, then pour into the tripe, and finally stew it in water. Not to mention the strange taste, I also took a bite of oil. ”

"This approach is similar to our domestic 'belly chicken'. Liu Mang stirred quickly with his hands to stir the minced chicken in the basin into a viscous slurry.

In addition to using a large number of ingredients, such as chicken, duck, ham, and pig's trotters...... It also needs to be simmered for nearly seven or eight hours on fire, and finally it is necessary to use meat pulp to absorb impurities in order to achieve a soup that is as fresh and mellow as tea.

"Okay, one more final filter, and that's it. Liu Mang wiped his sweat with a towel and uncovered the lid of the stainless steel vat on the stove.

The clear soup in the bucket was bubbling with 'gurgling' water, and on the noodle soup, a large piece of snow-white meatloaf was floating up and down.

The meat pulp that began to be poured had already absorbed the fine residue in the soup and solidified into a piece.

Liu Mang scooped up the meatloaf with a colander spoon, then picked up the pot of minced chicken, slowly poured it into the bucket, and closed the lid.

"Lao Liu, it's hard work. Lin Xiao took out the pork belly he bought from the bag, put it in a basin, added flour and salt and began to knead it.

"It's okay, I'll squint first, and when your pork belly is finished, I'll cook again." Liu Mang yawned and said.

In order to make this bucket of clear soup, he didn't close his eyes all night last night.

"You go to bed, I'll call you. ”

"By the way, you only need to wash the mucus on the pork belly, and I'll take care of the rest of the process. ”

"Of course, when you come, I don't know how to do it. Lin Xiao nodded back.

Just as Liu Mang was about to take a shower and squint for a while, the doorbell rang.

"...... you?" Liu Mang opened the door and was stunned.

"Master Liu Mang, hello. Outside the door was a tall and ****** slender young man, who was Sun Youchen who had been here last time.

"Master Liu Mang, forgive me for being uninvited. Sun Youchen held a red gift box in his hand and handed it over.

"This is the 'Lu'an Gua Slice' that I specially asked people to bring, a little heart, not respect. ”

"Oh, 'Lu'an Gua Pian' or 'Qishan Business Card' in Lu'an? This is a good tea, and it is difficult to buy it in China. Lin Xiao, who heard the movement, stepped forward, unceremoniously took the box in Sun Youchen's hand, and looked at it over and over again.

"Welcome, but no gifts. Liu Mang glared at Lin Xiao and stepped out of the way.

"Mr. 'Butter Tea', you came at the right time, you won't be accurate. Lin Xiao teased.

"What's wrong?"

"Lao Liu is preparing to cook a big dish, you have a mouthful. ”

"Really?" Sun Youchen rubbed his hands, his face with excitement that he couldn't hide.

Last time, Liu Mang's 'two-color crystal pineapple grunt meat' amazed Sun Youchen for a long time, and also made him understand how far away he was from real Chinese food.

When I came to visit Liu Mang today, he was actually very hesitant. The last time I wanted to apprentice, I was clearly rejected, and there was a hurdle in my heart. But don't come, some questions that have puzzled me for a long time can't be answered, and it's even more itchy and panicked.

"Sit down. I'll take a break and I'll cook later. Liu Mang gently patted Sun Youchen's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Okay. Liu Mang's move made Sun Youchen a little 'flattered'. He sat down on the couch and looked around.

"The fat on the pork belly is all removed, and there is nothing left. Also, call me in an hour. Walking to the door of the room, Liu Mang turned back and instructed.

"Oh, Lao Liu, don't worry. I know. ”

When Liu Mang woke up, it was almost noon, and when he walked into the kitchen of the hotel suite, he saw that Sun Youchen was rolling up his sleeves and washing vegetables and fruits by the water platform alone. Lin Xiao and He Donglin, on the other hand, sat on the cupboard with a teacup, squinting their eyes and tasting tea.

"Lao Liu, you're awake. Come and try this 'Qishan business card', it tastes really good!" Lin Xiao greeted.

"How do you make your guests work? Liu Mang walked to the water platform: "Mr. Sun, let me come." ”

"It's okay, Master Liu Mang, it's my honor to help you. ”

"Don't stare at me, you want to learn things, that's how everyone comes. Lin Xiao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put on an expression that had nothing to do with it.

"Okay. Liu Mang was a little funny. It seems that during the time he was resting, Lin Xiao must have brainwashed this Sun Youchen.

When I came to the stove, I lifted the lid of the stainless steel bucket, and the chicken paste that had been added earlier had been re-condensed into a cake shape in the noodle soup.

Liu Mang took the soup spoon, scooped up a spoonful of clear soup from the bucket and examined it carefully, then took a small sip and nodded with satisfaction.

After three times of purifying the chicken meat, the broth in the barrel has been completely free of impurities, and it is as clear as tea. As soon as you take a sip of your mouth, the deliciousness pours down your throat from the tip of your tongue to the base of your tongue, making you forget yourself.

"Lao Liu, the pork belly is cleaned, do you think it's okay?" Lin Xiao walked over with a stainless steel basin.

"Yes, it's clean. Liu Mang pinched it with his hand and nodded.

"Let's do it. I'm tired of waiting......"

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