175 The life of the god of sorrow 04
But gradually, something was not quite right with Wu Xiao's face, and the smell emanating from it felt too strong, and in the blink of an eye, the fragrance filled the entire kitchen.
Wu Xiao was worried that the taste was wrong, and tasted it three times, and found that the taste was not only right, but also more delicious, the soup stock with bamboo wine became very fragrant, the fragrance was faint and not strong, the whole stock did not have a fishy smell, now two hours have passed, Wu Xiao has been sitting on the side and watching the fire, smelling and smelling and feeling hungry.
Seeing this, she came to the pot, fished out some fish, put some rice, sprinkled green onions on top, scooped out two spoonfuls of broth in the pot and poured them into the bowl, sat down with the bowl and began to eat.
"Hmm!" It turned out to be pretty good.
Because the fish has been processed, and through a period of slow cooking, the fish has been very flavorful, but the taste is not firewood, you can also feel a faint fragrance flowing in the mouth, the fish bones have long been treated by the fog, even if there is a very little, you don't have to worry about the fish bones at all.
The most surprising thing is that the taste of lemon and bamboo fragrance eaten in this fish is very balanced, no one has more, no one has less, as if they complement each other.
Originally, the smell of bamboo incense was not strong, but after boiling, it became a little stronger, but it was not abrupt.
"What are you doing?"
Wu Xiao was still eating fish soup and rice with a small bowl, and when he heard the voice, he turned around and found that the chef who had left work was standing at the door of the kitchen in a formal suit.
There is no rule here that apprentices can't use the kitchen after work, and there is monitoring here, and there is no fear of anyone stealing it, but the chef has one requirement, that is, in the end, everything here must be cleaned up and the kitchen utensils are handled perfectly.
So Wu Xiao was not afraid, and said bluntly: "I'm practicing." ”
"Oh? Give me a taste! The chef walks over to the pot, takes Fluttershy and a spoon, scoops out a spoonful of broth, and then takes out the fish and tastes it.
Seeing his expressionless face, Fog Hard, who was standing on the side, thought that there was something wrong with what he was doing, so he asked, "Chef, what's wrong?" ”
"How did you do that?" The chef put down his things and turned his head to ask Fog Nothing seriously.
It's not a secret, it's something they've taught her, and Misty tells the chef about the steps she did.
After hearing this, the chef looked at the stock in the pot and whispered in doubt, "Huh?" There's nothing wrong with that, but what does it smell? That's not right! It's not the same as usual."
The chef looked at the pot suspiciously, muttering impossible.
Wu Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw the bamboo wine on the side, and he hurriedly said, "Chef, I know why it's different, because I added an extra taste." ”
Misty takes out the bamboo wine and pours him a small fluttershy to taste.
Although Chinese liquor is somewhat low-proof, many foreigners are not used to drinking it, and their taste is still more inclined to red wine.
Seeing the chef sticking out his tongue spicy but still taking a small sip, Wu Xiao looked at his heart trembling, and couldn't help but complain in his heart, is this a problem or not, no matter what, you can say no, Wu Xiao was in a hurry, but he still drank a little wine and didn't comment.
After a while, the chef only said, "You go back first, leave it to me!" ”
The wine glass and wine were placed next to the chef, and Wu Xiao didn't plan to take it back, so he put it for the head chef, anyway, there were two bottles in the dormitory, Wu Xiao glanced at the head chef, saw that he ignored himself, and then left here and walked to the dormitory with an inexplicable feeling.
It's just that in the following days, when Wu Xiao often wants to practice at night, he finds the chef in the kitchen, with fish in his hand, and his method and preparation are like the soup he made a few days ago, but this soup was invented by the chef himself, and it stands to reason that the chef is the most familiar with this dish.
One day, Wu Xiao couldn't help it, so he went in and asked, "What are you doing, chef?" Is there anything I can help you with? ”
Chef Xu also felt that there was no way, and when he saw Wu Yu coming, he said helplessly: "Why can't I do anything to achieve your taste last time?" ”
Wu Xiao followed the steps last time and did it again.
Peel the skin and remove the bones of the fish, put the removed skin in a small cloth bag in the bone, marinate it slightly, and then cramp, cut the fish into pieces and marinate it, and add the bamboo wine that is put aside when pickling.
Then add olive oil to the pot, put in the ginger and stir-fry it a little after the oil temperature comes up, after the ginger fragrance comes out, put in a small bowl of fish bones and fry it over high heat for ten minutes, then put in water, cover the pot and boil the water, then put in the green onions and other other seasonings, and then put in a small cloth bag with other fish bones on the side, cover the lid and cook on high heat for an hour, take out the bones in the soup, and then put in the fish meat and boil over low heat.
Then it is a small fire to boil for a certain amount of time, and this is the waiting.
After doing all this, Wu Yu turned to the chef and said, "It's that simple! ”
The chef couldn't cry or laugh, whether it was Luo Xiaoxiao or Wu Xiao to cook the dishes, many things were very simple under their hands.
The chef just stared at the pot, listening to the sound of the pot boiling slightly, until it was simmering for an hour, and the chef immediately took Fluttershy and the spoon on the side and tasted it, and the next second, his eyes suddenly lit up, "That's the taste, it's great, but why can't I make it?" ”
Wu Xiao scratched his head and said jokingly: "Could it be that this ingredient recognizes people?" ”
Although Wu Xiao said it jokingly, he saw that the chef nodded, looking very serious, and Wu Xiao rarely showed an embarrassed smile.
Wu Xiao glanced at the pot that was still boiling over there, and asked softly, "Then chef, can I still practice on the side?" ”
The chef waved his hand absently: "You're busy." ”
After thanking the chef, he went to the dessert table on the side and began to practice desserts, and today he made a cake with a smooth surface and a starry sky-like appearance, a mirror cake!
The mirror cake was made by a Russian pastry chef Olga. A high-value mirrored dessert created by Noskova.
The main body is the cake embryo, and then it is to adjust the liquid, there are not many things used, and the steps are not difficult, the main thing is the color matching, how to modulate the color to the extent that it is needed.
When the fog was over, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. At this moment, the chef had already packed up his things and left here, and he had taken all the broth.
Wu Xiao made two 8-inch cakes out of ingredients, then cleaned up the countertop and the whole cleaning before walking to the dormitory.
Wu Xiao carried two cakes, Wu Xiao walked on the street, passed a small square, the square played soothing music, there were people dancing ballroom dance, some people were dancing tango, and some people were playing the violin, they had a happy smile on their faces, which made people relax at once, looking at them, Wu Xiao suddenly felt that the whole person seemed to be energetic again.
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