Chapter 67 The cauldron is stewed

Faced with the pile of precious ingredients that Ye Tianlong unrealistically ordered in one go, Wang Yong trembled when he heard it. Do you think this is the capital? Get rid of, is it good to be in the countryside here?

"Nope! None of them! Wang Yong's pale face waved vigorously and roared, It's really Ye Tianlong, this kid ordered something really scary!

Abalone, shark fin, and bird's nest are all out, do you think this is a state banquet or a five-star hotel in Beijing? We are a small family in a remote mountain village, just if you want to eat and have money, where can you buy it?

During this period, Wang Yong estimated that he might not be able to buy all these things in the wholesale markets of the city! One reason is that the spending power of the locals has not reached such a high level, and there are still too few rich people. Another reason is that most of these things are monopolized by people, and you can't buy them if you want to buy them.

Of course, if Wang Yong was given some time to buy these ingredients, it would be no problem. Don't forget that his farm is a state-level exclusive base! Give Director Zhao a call, what can't you buy?

Ye Tianlong was obviously frightened by Wang Yong's sudden change of face, his little face was pale as if he had lost too much blood, he lowered his head tremblingly, and his hands were tightly clutching his trouser legs. This child seemed to be frightened and cried by Wang Yong's roar!

Wang Yong looked up to the sky and was speechless, Nima, are you three generations, okay? Scared to cry by a wild boy from the countryside? Can you still have fun playing? That's unscientific, isn't it?

"Alright, alright, you have to know that we are rural here! Does the countryside know? It's a place that is much more backward than the city, and many things can't be bought. ”

Wang Yong didn't pull off what to tell him, so he had to grin nonsense. Unexpectedly, it made Ye Tianlong, the third generation from the capital, interested.

"Really? How can it be? We don't have fresh vegetables at home in winter, but you can eat them every day! This guy didn't know if he was really stupid or fake, and looked at Wang Yong with an innocent and puzzled expression.

"You played with me on purpose, didn't you?"

Wang Yong suddenly gritted his teeth and said this, and then he kept staring at Ye Tianlong's gaze and found that his body suddenly trembled, and then returned to normal, if Wang Yong hadn't paid special attention, he would have really been blinded!

Attaboy! I said, how can you be so naïve for three generations! So you kid is really deliberately playing with me? Thanks to buddy, I've also practiced, ah, no, it's thanks buddy, I have memories of the next 20 years, you little trick, play with my heart and eye to play here?

"Don't pretend! Your acting skills are the worst I've ever seen! ”

Hearing Wang Yong's very bland comment, Ye Tianlong seemed to be very angry, and just wanted to say something, he heard Wang Yong speak again.

"My younger brother, when he was more than a year old, knew that if the family did not meet his conditions, he would cry a few times, and the kid would cry when he said he would cry, and he would immediately shed tears, and he would cry a lot. Or, you can try it too, you don't need to cry, you can shed a few tears for me! ”

Ye Tianlong's proud little head lowered, as a child born in a military family, the education he received since he was a child is that boys should shed blood without tears, and it is really impossible to let him cry when he says crying.

"Hurry up, think about what you want to eat. Well, we have to have it here! You don't have to think about things that we don't have at home. By the way, you go to the greenhouse in the yard by yourself and come back to tell me what you like to eat. ”

After speaking, Wang Yong turned around and came to the cutting board to copy the remaining piece of tofu at noon. It just so happens that there is still a little beef at home, and I chop it into the end to make mapo tofu to satisfy my cravings.

This mapo tofu is one of the few dishes in Sichuan cuisine that is not so spicy, or not spicy at all. Its characteristics are numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, hot, tender, and whole (the tofu is not scattered, and the shape is complete).

In later generations, this dish has long been popularized as a home-cooked dish on the table of ordinary people, and even the uncles and aunts who live in the countryside can tell you the secret of how to make this dish the best to eat.

However, in this year, not long after entering the ninety-five years, not to mention the countryside, even many people in the northern cities do not know the dish mapo tofu, let alone eat it themselves.

There is a secret to making this dish, first of all, in terms of ingredients, the addition of bean paste and tempeh is said to have been absent at first, but after the improvement of later generations, these two auxiliary ingredients were added, which made the dish more flavorful and fragrant, and was quickly recognized by gourmets and diners.

Secondly, after the tofu is cut into pieces, it should be blanched in hot water, so that it is not so easy to break during the frying process. There is another trick here, that is, the hot water should not be boiling water, turn off the heat slightly after the water boils, add a little cold water, press down the tumbling splash and then add tofu, and quickly blanch for a while and immediately remove it.

Be sure to pay attention to the time, too short will not achieve the goal. If it takes too long, the tofu will get old and pores will appear. In addition, a small amount of salt can be added to the water, which can make the tofu taste and also play a role in improving the freshness.

Pour oil from the pot, authentic mapo tofu is made with rapeseed oil, which Wang Yong does not have at home. Even if there is, it is estimated that the locals will not eat this "weird" oil, so he uses peanut oil.

Heat the oil in the pan slightly, add the minced beef and stir-fry. Wait for it to change color and set aside, then add a small amount of base oil again and start frying the red oil.

Put in the bean paste, stir-fry constantly, after the red oil is fried, add chopped green onions, peppercorns, minced ginger, minced garlic, and tempeh to stir-fry, add an appropriate amount of monosodium glutamate, and sugar to taste.

Finally, add tofu and minced beef and a small amount of water to cook, pay attention, add an appropriate amount of water, do not thicken unless necessary, let it dry naturally in the pot.

Once out of the pan, sprinkle with some chopped green onions, thirteen spices, and finally drizzle with a spoonful of hot oil, and this legendary dish is ready to serve with a squeaky sound.

"It smells so good!"

A sudden voice came from behind him, so frightened that Wang Yong threw the plate out. Fortunately, he reacted in time and heard clearly that this was Ye Tianlong's kid.

"I said you didn't make a sound in the hallway? People are scary, they will scare people to death, do you know? ”

"Humph! Coward! What is there to be afraid of? "Ye Tianlong, this kid looks like I look down on you, but when he turned his head, he moved his nose and stretched out his dirty claws to grab the plate of mapo tofu.

"Time stops!"

As soon as the big move came out, Ye Tianlong obediently stopped his sinful claws. Wang Yong took this opportunity to hurriedly enter the house with a plate, and when the time came, his uncle was watching, and it was not his own responsibility.

"It's so stingy, don't let you eat a bite!"

Wang Yong came out of the house, obviously, Ye Tianlong's anger had not subsided, and he rolled his eyes at Wang Yong with a big mutter.

Wang Yong was just about to educate him when he heard the sound of the door opening. I haven't seen anyone yet, just listening to this movement, Wang Yong knows that this is his younger brother who doesn't go home until he eats has returned.

"Brother! What's delicious? ”

After saying that, the kid reached out and lifted the lid of the pot. As for Ye Tianlong, who was standing aside and looking at Wang Liang curiously, he was directly ignored by him.

"What? How old are you, you know? Didn't you see anyone there? Did you call someone? Do you want to let my brother know? ”

"Brother!" Wang Liang was obedient this time and screamed happily, but this kid didn't even raise his head. Under Wang Yong's obstruction, he waved his arms and wanted to squeeze over to see what kind of good food was in the pot, why was it so fragrant?

"It's in the end house!"

Before Wang Yong could say another word, Wang Liang had already opened his calves and rushed into the house. Then with a cheer, I heard my mother's reprimand, Uncle Liu's encouragement, and of course, Ye Weiguo's persuasion.

"Okay, open the pot and eat!"

Looking at Ye Tianlong, who was looking at him with resentment in his eyes, Wang Yong waved his hand and shouted at the top of his voice.

There was only a little soup left in the iron pot, and some of the vegetables in the upper part were burnt in the pot, giving off a special burnt aroma. All the ingredients in the pot have been stewed crispy, and as the lid is lifted, a rich fragrance that cannot be dispersed comes to the face.

Golden pumpkins, potatoes, Chinese cabbage, eggplants, tomatoes, beans, frozen tofu full of holes, pig's blood, large pork ribs, large pork belly, all kinds of ingredients complement each other, exuding an extremely attractive fragrance.

It is often said that a big pot dish is the most difficult to make because it is difficult to adjust the number of dishes. However, in the northern region, there is one dish that is the easiest to make, as long as the heat is in place, even people who are not skilled at cooking can still make dishes that everyone applauds.

It's a messy stew!

I don't know who invented this dish first, in short, in the northern region, especially in the rural areas of the north, this dish can really be called home cooking.

Every household simply throws the ingredients they have at home into the pot, adds some water and stews them, which is soft and smooth, and it is very delicious! There is one ingredient stewed the same, two or three things can also be, four or five kinds are nothing wrong, in short, this is like the hot pot and steamed vegetables in Sichuan cuisine, any ingredients can be added to it, and after mixing, it becomes an attractive delicacy.

"Hey! Ay! Is it okay to make a long point of interest? Hurry up and wipe your saliva! It's all out of the pot! ”

Ye Tianlong didn't care about the face problem at this time, and he didn't care about reaching out and wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, but his eyes were staring at the dishes in the pot that were constantly exuding a strong fragrance.

"Alright, alright, hurry into the house and get ready to eat." Wang Yong said proudly in his heart that he was still very happy that the dishes he made could be liked by others. Especially since this person is still an authentic third generation who has eaten a lot of good things, it is even more worthy of joy and pride.

As a northerner, most of the dishes made by Wang Yong are mainly salty and fresh, and he pays the most attention to the taste. No matter what you cook, there is no light taste.

Because of the advantages of its preparation method, the advantages of indiscriminate stew are extremely obvious in terms of flavor. In addition, the order in which the ingredients are put in is different, so when people eat it, the first feeling is salty and fresh, and then the taste of the ingredients themselves.

The sweetness of pumpkin, the aroma of pork, the glutinousness of potatoes, the sourness of tomatoes, the softness of tofu, and the tenderness of pig's blood all come together to make this dish easily conquer everyone and have been unanimously praised by everyone.

Especially Ye Weiguo and Ye Tianlong, the uncle and nephew, it's like they haven't eaten for a few days, this meal is fierce! Shake off the cheeks, the chopsticks in your hand keep stretching and contracting, even if you are hot and screaming, you can't stop it.

Eventually-

"Longlong, let's not eat, okay? Don't break your stomach! You like to eat, let's eat again tomorrow, okay? Wang Yong's mother looked at Ye Tianlong's bulging little belly with a worried face, and slowly stretched out her chopsticks and ran towards a piece of pumpkin that was all stewed and mashed.

"Yes, yes, let your brother make it for you again tomorrow, I really can't eat it anymore!" The eyebrows on Wang Hai's face were almost wrinkled together, and his eyes swept over the little guy's stomach from time to time.

"You kid, you can't eat anything like this! It's not that you won't be able to eat it in the future, so why bother? Liu Biao sat aside, holding a teacup and following the persuasion.

"Does my uncle still eat it?" Ye Tianlong had something in his mouth, and he said something inarticulately, which immediately provoked Wang Yong to stand up angrily.

"Don't eat it! You're still from the capital, look at your appearance, what have you become? ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the pitiful eyes of his uncle and nephew, and directly picked up the pot with vegetables and turned around and left. I really can't let them eat anymore, looking at Ye Tianlong's stomach that is about to give birth, maybe it will burst open in the next moment, it's really scary!

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