Chapter 142: The Way of Pickling
"Justice, you take a bite of rice!" Li Qingming said, taking a big spoonful of rice out of his bowl.
Son's tears were about to flow. Master, if you have a grudge against your apprentice, just say that corporal punishment is okay for me. But I can't eat this salty golden fried rice.
"Master, if there is no such thing as you, I will do it first as a respect. You actually found someone to do it for you!" Qin Heqin stopped doing it. finally found a way to take revenge on the stinky master for beating his ass. Is this girl's ass so good? I actually want to find someone to do it for me.
"I naturally have my deep meaning!" Li Qingming was glaring, "You dare to question your master's wise decision?
Qin Heqin's heart trembled slightly, this ass was still hurting.
"Hmph, if you don't have a reasonable reason to find someone to do it for you, then I will judge the teacher!" Qin Heqin shouted.
What! Judge the teacher! That's not going to work. Liu Chang's heart was shocked. This betrayed the teacher, and the consequences were unimaginable.
Li Qingming had a straight face.
"Taste it, and then say what you think!" Li Qingming urged.
Helpless, Son had no choice but to take a big bite. There was no way, the master ordered, he didn't dare to take a small bite.
This is so salty! Barely finished eating, Son had a little internal injury. This one is too salty. Tears are coming out.
"Do you have any thoughts?" asked Li Qingming.
"Salty!" replied Son truthfully.
"What about the others?" Li Qingming asked again.
"It's still salty!" replied Son in a whisper. It's really salty!
Li Qingming sighed.
"Your senior sister's cleverness has been used to rectify the person, but you can't understand my intentions at all. You two apprentices, you really make the teacher worried!" Li Qingming sighed.
"The apprentice is incompetent, please make it clear to the master!" Sun Zhengyi looked ashamed.
Qin Heqin was scolded and looked unconvinced, but she wanted to see what Li Qingming could say.
"The reason why this rice is so salty is because there is too much salt, and then it is left for a long time, so it is salty. And this is what we call in Chinese cuisine: pickling. Do you know why your chicken wings with onions are not tasty and taste uneven? After washing and cutting the chicken wings, they should be marinated with salt for a while, so as to ensure that the salt is thoroughly integrated into the chicken wings, so that the final stewed chicken wings will be delicious, not salty or light, just right!" Li Qingming instructed.
This is also what Li Qingming suddenly woke up to just now when he was eating salty golden fried rice.
Chinese cuisine is vast and profound, and in many cases, the trick is not during the cooking process, but before the cooking. For example, this dish of stuffed chicken wings with onions, if the chicken wings want to be delicious, they must be pickled, otherwise the taste will be poor, and there will be an uneven taste, which will ruin the overall taste.
"Pickled!" Son stood up with a sudden 'take' and ran away with a random gust of wind.
What's going on? Is there any magic in these two words? Everyone blinked, this rarely saw Son so impulsive. Especially since he came, he has always been extremely honest and honest, what kind of situation is this, so impulsive!
But soon, Son came back with a flushed face, and his tone was still a little stammering.
"Master, master, I'm sorry, I was too reckless, but I'm so excited. I'm going to try these stuffy chicken wings now, everyone, please wait a moment!" After saying that, Son ran away again.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. This Son has changed a lot.
Everyone looked at Li Qingming, this is the first time they have heard of the word pickled.
"Actually, our preserved eggs, salted eggs, and kimchi are all pickled, but there is a slight difference from this pickling. And marinating is one of the best ways to make this piece of meat flavor!" Li Qingming explained.
Everyone was stunned. If this federation knew about it, I am afraid it would be a big change.
"Master, you haven't finished eating yet!" Qin Heqin was unrelenting, with a pair of big watery eyes, which were staring at Li Qingming and never bypassing him.
Miss Ben's ass is not so easy to beat!
Why is this little girl so difficult! Didn't she just beat your ass, as for the net that broke with me like this! No, this is a fish that may not die, but the net must be broken. If this bowl of rice goes down, I have to die of saltiness.
"Rice is a must-eat. However, if there is no food and no food, how can it be done? Li Qingming began to avoid the important and light, "Don't you want to taste the taste of stuffed chicken wings with onions? A delicacy that has never been seen before! You know, the dish on our table is very delicious in the eyes of outsiders." But in my eyes, these are not real dishes. Whether it's salted eggs, preserved eggs, or kimchi, it's just an appetizer, and as for the cabbage in the soup, if there's a soup in the name, it can't be considered a real dish!
Li Qingming used the limit of his language to boast about this 'stuffed chicken wings with onions', which Liu Chang asked himself if he had seen the world, some of the more famous private custom restaurants, and also went to eat. It's much better than any chicken fries or anything like that.
However, at this moment, Liu Chang's saliva was unstoppable. This must be seen by those partners in the business field, and the glasses must be shattered.
"Is it really that good?" Qin Heqin heard the stuffy chicken wings on the onion, and suddenly his eyes were twinkling like starlight in the sky, and his pink tongue kept adding to his lips, and this saliva was unstoppable.
A child is a child! Li Qingming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise it would be really miserable to be scolded by Qin Heqin like this
It didn't take long for Son to come out with a plate of stuffy chicken wings with onions on his face full of excitement.
Far away, the chicken wings were still coming, and a fragrance wafted over.
"It's so fragrant!" Qin Heqin clapped his slap and jumped up, stood up, and kept looking, even if Sun Zhengyi was less than ten meters away from everyone, he seemed to want to see through.
Liu Chang's eyes, from the moment he smelled the fragrance of chicken wings on the tip of his nose, his eyes kept rotating with the onion stewed chicken wings in Sun Zhengyi's hand.
At this moment, this bowl of steaming onion stewed chicken wings became the focus of the audience.
"Uncle, eat chicken wings!" Qin Heqin picked up the chopsticks and was the first to clip a piece to Uncle Xiang.
"Mr. Liu, eat chicken wings!" then clamped another piece for Liu Chang, and then put a piece in Sun Zhengyi's bowl. One last glance, Li Qingming.
"Master, the chicken wings are here, please eat!" he said, sandwiching a large piece of chicken wings and putting them into the pile of bowls of golden fried rice.
Then, finally, I sandwiched a piece of chicken wings for myself and put it in my mouth.
Everyone couldn't wait to put it in their mouths.
Then, the scene was quiet!