After the pork bones in the bucket were boiled for more than an hour, the soup gradually became thicker, and the color of the soup changed from clear to snow-white, Liu Mang put the plantain hearts that had been prepared in the morning.

Chinese cuisine is broad and profound, with dozens of types and thousands of soups alone. And Liu Mang's 'banana pork bone soup' today adopts the method of 'old fire soup' in Cantonese cuisine.

In addition to paying attention to health preservation, one of the most important factors in 'Lao Huo Lie Soup' is the 'moistness' of taste.

Moist means that the soup should be mellow and umami in the mouth, and highlight the flavor of the ingredients themselves.

In addition to putting in the plantain heart, Liu Mang also added some dried longan and red dates to add sweetness to the soup.

Twisting the fire to low heat to keep the soup in the bucket boiling slightly, Liu Mang picked up a towel and wiped his hands, ready to rest.

"It's time for dinner, why hasn't Xiaoliu come back?" Liu Mang took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, pushing open the door of the store.

"I'm back for dinner!" Liu Mang shouted as he rolled his hands to his lips and stood in the middle of the alley.

After shouting a few times, Xiao Liu took Ah Fu and rushed back from the end of the alley as if he had been chased by a dog.

"Meow~"

"Let's go in and eat. Liu Mang squatted down and rubbed Xiao Liu's fat head.

Cut the fritters into pieces, make a slit in the middle, and fill them with fresh minced fish.

The fish paste was scraped from fresh grass carp by Liu Mang with a knife, without a single bone. In particular, carrot puree and chicken breast are added to it for vitamin supplementation.

"Don't rob it, it's yours. Liu Mang put one of the saucers in front of Xiao Liu.

"Ah Fu, it's yours. ”

Ah Fu's cat food is different from Xiao Liu's. Ah Fu is only more than a month old, so Liu Mang only feeds the boiled fish porridge and goat's milk mixed with a mush.

Put the cat food away, Liu Mang leaned on the side of the bar, picked up a bowl of tea and drank it slowly.

"Boss, boss. There was a shout outside the door, and a young man walked in with another blonde foreigner.

"Good evening, boss. The young man smiled at Liu Mang.

"Hello. Liu Mang squinted his eyes and glanced at it, remembering that this young man had been here with Wang Ruoxi before, and he ordered a 'Twenty-four Bridge Bright Moon Night'.

"Boss, is it open today?" asked the young man, seated down at the bar.

"Hmm...... Commercial. Liu Mang nodded.

"So what can I order?"

"Uh......" Liu Mang thought for a while: "The soup has 'pork bones and banana hearts', as for the dishes, let me think about it first." ”

"Boss, don't you have a menu in this restaurant?" The foreigner who came with this young man was about 30 years old, and although his Chinese was a little awkward, it was not bad and could be understood.

"Nope. Liu Mang shook his head: "Whatever I do, you will eat." If you have something you want to eat, you can also tell me, and whether I can make it or not depends on the mood. ”

"Wow. The foreigner shrugged his shoulders: "What an interesting restaurant." ”

"Okay, whatever you do, boss. The young man smiled.

"Okay, you wait a minute. Liu Mang walked into the back kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and muttered in his heart.

"What should I do? I didn't plan to open for business today, although I bought some pork, but it was going to be reserved for myself and Xiaoliu to eat, do you want to go to the space to get some ingredients?"

"Sun, why did you bring me to such a restaurant?" the foreigner took a sip of the tea on the table, looked at the decoration and environment of the shop, and then asked.

"Oh...... That's because the owner of this shop has an extraordinary level of cooking. To put it bluntly, even the head chef of the super five-star hotel yesterday is far inferior to him. The young man glanced at Liu Mang, who was rummaging for ingredients in the back kitchen, and replied.

"Won't you, Sun?" the foreigner showed a look of surprise on his face: "I admire the cooking skills of the head chef of that hotel very much, if I am asked to give a star to a Chinese chef instead of Michelin, the ability of that head chef will definitely be rated as three stars." ”

"Trust me, John. The young man picked his chin: "Although I don't know why this boss wants to nest in such a small shop." But his last dish really amazed me, it definitely represents the highest level of Chinese cooking!"

Speaking of this, the young man paused: "Also, Michelin is just your Westerner's evaluation of food, and it does not apply to Chinese cuisine." ”

"Well, I believe in you. The foreigner named John nodded and fell silent.

"It's only pork, why don't you chop up the dumplings?" Liu Mang took out the pork he had just bought in the morning from the refrigerator.

"Making dumplings has to be made temporarily, which is too troublesome. Liu Mang thought for a moment and glanced at the fritters in the corner of the refrigerator.

He looked at the fritters, and then at Xiao Liu's empty cat bowl, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, this should be a good idea." ”

"Boss, have you figured out what you're going to do?"

"Well, I figured it out. Today I'm going to make a 'Pork in Rough Oil'. ”

"Stuffed meat?" The young man was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought for a while: "Boss, you created this dish yourself, I've never heard of it." ”

"It's not your own. Liu Mang took out the fritters and put them on the board: "I'm just improving it on the basis of my predecessors." ”

Although Liu Mang came up with the idea of fried dough sticks and pork, he was going to borrow the 'crystal grunt pork' method to present this dish.

Half of the fat and half of the pork, Liu Mang first cut it into pieces, and then began to chop up the meat filling with two knives.

"Why don't you use a food processor to stir up the minced meat, isn't that convenient?" John looked at the food processor that Liu Mang had placed on the stove, a little puzzled.

"John, that's the charm of Chinese food. You can use it in a food processor, but the taste is significantly different from that of minced meat that is chopped by hand. A good chef will choose the most suitable method based on the dishes. The young man explained.

Chop the minced meat, put Liu Mang on a plate, add salt, egg white, starch, cooking wine, light soy sauce and other condiments, and stir in one direction with your hands.

"Is this making meatballs? The young man stared at the movements of Liu Mang's hand and muttered to himself.

After the meat filling was reconciled, Liu Mang washed the handle, and then took out the fritters in the black plastic bag.

"That's a fritter, what do you do with it?" the young man was stunned, even more puzzled.

It wasn't until Liu Mang cut the fritters into sections, cut a slit in the middle, and then filled them with minced meat mixed with crushed carrots and mashed potatoes, that the young man suddenly realized.

"So it can be like this! Can you make a dish on your own?"

Liu Mang, the fried dough sticks filled with filling, dipped them in the beaten egg yolk, and then put them in the flour and rolled them, and the pot was ready to be fried on the stove.