Chapter Twenty-Three: Not Gluttonous
The reason why sweet potatoes are not suitable as staple foods is mainly because they are rich in dietary fiber, and it is easy to fart if you eat too much.
Think about it, if people in the world eat sweet potatoes every day, then basically every city must be shrouded in stinky farts.
It's scary to think about.
Therefore, sweet potatoes are only suitable for temporary food, not as a staple food.
Liu Che didn't know this, but said with some disappointment: "What Mr. Tang said is also right, since this sweet potato is the food of Xiandao, it must be very precious, and the yield per mu is low, so it is naturally difficult to promote it to the world as a staple food!" ”
Tang Qi rolled his eyes and said, "Who told you that this thing has a low yield per mu?" On the wasteland on the island, you can produce five or six thousand catties casually! ”
"Five...... Five or six thousand pounds? ”
Liu Che's eyes widened instantly, only to feel that the three views had been subverted.
A rice with a yield of five or six thousand catties per mu just came out before, and now another sweet potato with a yield of five or six thousand catties per mu came out, which is simply a fantasy.
With such a high yield per mu, how can two things come out at once?
"Mr. Tang, aren't you having fun with me?"
Liu Che asked Tang Qi with a resentful expression.
Tang Qi pouted and said, "How can I have time to find your happiness, sweet potatoes are so high-yielding!" It just so happens that the sweet potatoes in this field are also ripe, you and Lao Wei can pick an acre of land, and then weigh it yourself, less than 5,000 catties, I will take off the head and kick it for you! ”
The ancients were still more sincere.
When Liu Che heard that Tang Qi had made such a heavy oath, he immediately believed seven or eight points.
"What if...... If this is the case, this acre of sweet potatoes can feed dozens of people! ”
Liu Che's excited mouth trembled a little.
At this time, Wei Qing spoke: "Mr. Tang, this sweet potato is so high-yielding, is it very difficult to grow?" Do you have high land requirements? ”
Liu Che also reacted, and hurriedly asked, "Yes, Mr. Tang, is this sweet potato a good seed?" ”
Tang Qi couldn't help but laugh and said: "You two really lack common sense, sweet potatoes are almost the best food in the world, and they are extremely adaptable, much stronger than rice." ”
Rice cultivation requires a lot of water and has high requirements for land fertility, but this sweet potato can grow on any piece of rotten land! ”
"It's really a good thing, if it can be promoted, it will benefit the world, the people of the Han Dynasty will never starve to death again, and I can go down in history, hahaha!"
Liu Che's eyes lit up, he held a sweet potato in his hand, and he sent him to kiss him.
"That's it!"
Tang Qi waved his hand and said, "Don't waste time, hurry up and pick more sweet potatoes, and I'll make you sweet potatoes to eat when I go back!" ”
As a person who has been lonely for a long time, Tang Qi was still very excited to suddenly see three of the same kind, and he couldn't wait to show all the delicacies he could cook.
Liu Che is also a foodie, as soon as he heard Tang Qi say this, he immediately nodded in agreement and went to the field to pick sweet potatoes.
Wei Qing and Wei Zifu naturally followed the emperor to the ground.
Only Don Qilao stood on the side of the road, and he didn't mean to go down to the ground at all.
If Tang Qi had taken another cigarette, he would have been a living overseer.
About two minutes later, Liu Che and the three of them picked eight or nine catties of sweet potatoes, held them in their arms, and followed Tang Qi back to the wooden house with great excitement.
Tang Qi washed, peeled and cut the sweet potatoes into pieces, and prepared to make the sweet potatoes.
Sweet potato is a beet in Shandong cuisine, because of its sweet and delicious taste, coupled with the low price of sweet potatoes, this dish has gradually spread throughout China and has become a home-cooked dish.
Tang Qi himself likes this dish very much, and he is very good at cooking.
The first step in making a sweet potato is to fry it.
Tang Qi first boiled half a pot of oil, and when the oil was warm enough, he threw the cut sweet potatoes into the oil pot.
The sound of sizzling and squirting came out with the steaming heat, and a faint smell of fried food arose.
Sweet potatoes need to be fried over low heat to make the surface of the sweet potato pieces crispy and golden.
Fry until the inside is six or seven ripe, and the sweet potato pieces can be fished out and drained.
If you fry it again, the crust will be a little burnt, which will affect the taste.
Next, it's time to make the syrup.
Boiling syrup is actually a very particular thing, there are dry boiling, water boiling, oil boiling, oil boiling, etc., which tests the chef's skills.
Among them, the oil bottom slurry is the most complicated, and the color of the syrup boiled out is also more beautiful, and the drawing effect is also relatively strong.
Tang Qi is not a professional hotel chef, and Liu Che and the three are not hotel guests, so they can't torture themselves with the process of oil bottom slurry.
Tang Qi directly took another pot, added some water to the pot, and then added sugar to it.
Sugar is ordinary sucrose, sweet but not greasy, and it is also a perfect match for making shredded sweet potatoes.
The small fire caused the cane sugar to quickly melt into the water, gurgling and bubbling small bubbles.
Tang Qi kept stirring the sugar water in the pot, and gradually, the sugar water became more and more viscous, and gradually took on a yellowish color.
The air is filled with sweet smells.
Liu Che only smelled this smell, and he couldn't hold back his saliva.
The food of the Han Dynasty was really too scarce.
Even Liu Che, the emperor, has never eaten anything good, and he is hungry for syrup at the moment.
Tang Qi couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard the sound of Liu Che swallowing saliva, turned his head to look at Liu Che and said, "Old Liu, you are also playing an emperor, can't you be a little reserved?" Can you be hungry for a syrup? ”
Liu Che's embarrassed old face suddenly turned red, and he stammered: "I...... I'm just a little thirsty, not hungry! ”
Tang Qi didn't bother to make any more jokes about Liu Che, and continued to boil syrup.
Soon, the syrup was in place.
Tang Qi threw the previously fried sweet potato pieces into the pot and stir-fried vigorously, so that each sweet potato was stained with syrup as much as possible.
It's a challenging process for chefs.
You can't push too hard, and you can't just use too much force.
If you use too much force, you will hurt the shell of the sweet potato block, and if you don't use too much force, the sweet potato block will not be evenly heated.
Fortunately, Tang Qi has also practiced many times, and he is also familiar with this step.
The sweet aroma became more and more intense, and it kept drifting into the noses of Liu Che and the others.
Liu Che gave birth to saliva in his mouth again.
"It's really Mr. Tang, the dishes are tempting, I feel like I can eat three bowls!"
Liu Che muttered to himself, and he couldn't hide his greed.
At this time, the sweet potato is also ready.
Tang Qi took the somewhat slippery sweet potatoes out of the pot and stacked them layer by layer on a stoneware plate.
The golden sweet potato pieces are piled together, the heat is difficult to disperse for a while, and the syrup has not yet solidified, and it flows slowly on the surface of the sweet potato blocks.
In the process of fishing, it has already begun to pull the wire.
The golden strands of sugar are gradually elongated and thinned, and finally become as slender as a human hair.
Thin and continuous......