Chapter 10 White Rice Porridge
The cooking class is definitely not an easy class, because the cooking class has to wake up at least an hour before the average soldier to start making breakfast. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Because yesterday's preparation was more sufficient, the buns were also wrapped in the evening, and they only need to be steamed directly in the morning. But when Meng Chuan came to the back kitchen, he saw that the color of the wrapped bun was not quite right, so he hurriedly asked the system, "Brother system, how can this bun look wrong." ā
The cold mechanical voice of the system replied: "After the bun has been left overnight, the color is definitely not right." ā
Meng Chuan asked: "What harm will there be, affect the taste or something, can you reprocess it to make the buns look normal?" ā
The system replied briefly: "No harm, processable." ā
He Zhi followed Meng Chuan to the back kitchen, because He Zhi also used to make staple food, so he came over in the morning to help, and when he saw that the color of the bun was a little wrong, he hurriedly asked: "Deputy Meng Ban, I think the color of this bun is a little wrong, what should I do?" I knew it should have been steamed last night. ā
Meng Chuan looked at He Zhi and said: "It was so late after wrapping the buns last night, I must be busy until midnight when steaming the buns, don't worry, I have a way to return to normal with this bun, it's just that the bun skin has been exposed for too long, which causes the bun skin to be dehydrated and oxidized, give me some flour, and I can make it normal." ā
He Zhi hurriedly scooped out a large bowl of flour from the flour bag and asked, "Deputy Ban, is this flour enough?" ā
Meng Chuan nodded, "That's enough, next, you see how I get it, and you can recover like this kind of noodles that have been left for a long time in the future." ā
Meng Chuan first sprinkled some flour on the buns, and then picked them up one by one and kneaded them, Meng Chuan's technique was very fast, each bun touched it for less than a second and then put it down, He Zhi couldn't understand what Meng Chuan was doing, but he could see that the color of the bun had obviously faded, basically no different from the bun that had just been wrapped.
He Zhi exclaimed: "Deputy Squad, what kind of technique are you, you can actually make the bun skin return to normal." ā
Meng Chuan said with a smile: "It's not difficult, because the buns don't take a long time, you only need to knead it a little and knead out the activity of the flour, and this is also a lot of practice." ā
When He Zhi heard Meng Chuan's words, he exclaimed: "Can the noodles still be kneaded to make it active?" ā
Meng Chuan didn't want to fool He Zhi, but the statement given by the system was the activity of kneading, so he could only say to He Zhi: "That's true, if you don't believe it, you can practice more by yourself, and it will have some results." ā
Although He Zhi didn't quite believe in this ethereal statement, the facts were in front of him, and He Zhi could only give a thumbs up and say, "Deputy Squad, you are amazing, I will definitely try it more later." ā
Five hundred steamed buns were ready in a few minutes, and Meng Chuan said to He Zhi: "You steam the buns, I'll cook a white rice porridge, you can't just let the soldiers eat the buns, you have to drink something." ā
At this time, Zhou Dakang also came over, saw that the buns had been basketed, and said: "Xiao Meng, cook a porridge for the soldiers to drink, I'll mix some side dishes, and then cook a hundred or so salted duck eggs, just do it." ā
The salted duck eggs in the canteen are all large vats, and thousands of duck eggs can be pickled at once, but the consumption of more than 100 per day can not be managed for a few months, but fortunately, they are basically changed to eat, eat salted duck eggs today, and eat boiled eggs tomorrow.
Breakfast is all about nutrition, and stir-frying is definitely too late, so every fighter will eat an egg to supplement protein.
The porridge in the cooking class is very simple, to put it bluntly, it is porridge, it is impossible to add other ingredients, and it will not be cooked for too long, the standard is cooking.
Meng Chuan asked Xiao Jiang to wash the rice and wash it well, and began to mix water to cook porridge, Meng Chuan's principle of cooking porridge is the same as boiling beef soup, which is boiled in a special way, the purpose is to make the porridge get more calories and make the porridge more fragrant, the porridge in the morning must be thinner, because in the morning in order to let the soldiers get more energy, they can't let them drink porridge and drink full, the thick porridge is also porridge, and the calories provided are still far worse than the big buns, so Meng Chuan's porridge this time is also very thin, although the porridge is boiled thin, but the fragrance is not a lot at all, After a while, the aroma of the rice of the gruel diffused, and Zhou Dakang, who was preparing side dishes, smelled the aroma of the rice of the gruel and asked, "Xiao Meng, what ingredients do you put in this porridge, and the cooked rice is so fragrant." ā
Meng Chuan shook his head and said, "I didn't put any ingredients, it was pure white rice porridge." ā
Zhou Dakang hurriedly said: "Xiao Meng, give me a bowl to taste." ā
Meng Chuan said: "Squad leader, this porridge is very thin, if you are hungry, bring you two steamed buns to eat, so that you will be hungry." ā
Zhou Dakang went to the fragrance of white rice porridge, although the buns are also very fragrant, but after all, I ate it yesterday, everyone wants to be fresh, and if there are fresh things, I must taste what I haven't eaten.
So Zhou Dakang said: "I'm a little thirsty now, so I just got up early to drink some porridge to nourish my stomach." ā
Meng Chuan understood what Zhou Dakang meant, so he took out a bowl from the cupboard, scooped a bowl of white rice porridge and handed it to Zhou Dakang, and said, "Squad leader, this porridge is hot, you drink it slowly." ā
Zhou Dakang saw that the porridge was ready, so he said to Xiao Jiang who was doing chores next to him: "Xiao Jiang, you go and put up all the cold side dishes, and by the way, serve me a plate." ā
Xiao Jiang immediately went to serve side dishes, and when the instructor came, Xiao Jiang immediately stood up and saluted: "Hello instructor." ā
Everyone heard Xiao Jiang's voice, and hurriedly looked out of the door, the instructor had just come in, and the company commander also came in, and said as he walked: "Lao Zhou, Lao Deng and I asked about the smell of rice from afar, this must have been made by Xiao Meng again." ā
Zhou Dakang just picked up the porridge and was about to eat, when he heard the words of the company commander, he immediately put down the bowl, stood up, and said with a smile: "The company commander is really like a god, you can guess who made it when you smell it." ā
The company commander patted Zhou Dakang's head and said: "You kid still pats my ass, the only one in the company who can make this kind of fragrance of rice is Xiao Meng, don't you see, the soldiers who run the morning exercise smell the fragrance of rice on the playground, and all the halalas are about to flow out." ā
When Zhou Dakang heard the company commander's words, he knew that breakfast was not guaranteed, and hurriedly said to Meng Chuan: "Xiao Meng, quickly bring a bowl of porridge to the company commander's instructor." ā
Lian Chang laughed and said: "No need, Lao Zhou, I'll eat your bowl, and then pick up Zhou Dakang's bowl and drink it." ā
Zhou Dakang looked at the speed at which the company commander drank the porridge, and he was also surprised, this is the porridge that has just been boiled, and the company commander is not too hot?
The company commander wiped his mouth after drinking the porridge, and said with a smile: "Xiao Meng's technique is okay, after drinking, the stomach is warm, which makes people appetite great, come, Xiao Meng is serving me a bowl." ā
Meng Chuan said: "Company commander, you can't drink porridge enough, let's eat some steamed buns, that one is hungry." ā
The company commander smiled: "Don't be in a hurry to eat, the soldiers are still running morning exercises outside, so I'll drink some white porridge to pad my stomach." ā
At this time, the instructor also interjected: "Xiao Meng, quickly serve me a bowl too, if you don't serve it, I can do it myself." ā
Seeing the two leaders of the company with a dead face, Meng Chuan had to take out a bowl and serve white rice porridge to the company commander's instructor.
The company commander's instructor drank three bowls in a row before slowly retracting it, and the company commander patted his stomach and said, "Okay, you guys should prepare breakfast quickly, I will go out with the instructor to see the training of the soldiers, and we will come over for breakfast." ā
Meng Chuan watched the company commander's instructor walk out slowly and leisurely with the general's belly, and said secretly: "Will they still have their stomachs for breakfast later?" ā