Chapter 264: The Unique
Fresh corn is broken into grains, pressed into a paste, mixed with flour and stirred a few times.
Looking at Huang Cancan's paste, the plush jade hooked a spoon with a spoon and dripped down the edge of the bean mutton pot just now.
Because of gravity, the corn paste keeps dripping down.
Only a small amount is attached to the edge of the pot, so that a state of water droplets is formed, and the long piece is thick at the bottom and thin at the top, and it looks like it is still a whole piece.
Lamb and beans boiling broth, some soaked in tortillas.
In private, the thick part below already has the taste of roast mutton, and the thin top is crispy, which is very similar to the taste of the roasted camel bun skin in the mouth.
Plush Jade tasted the corn sticker and ate a very strong corn fragrance.
Especially the bottom layer, mixed with the soup of sheep's tail, when you bite into it, it turns out to be bursting, such a dough cake is actually more delicious than mutton.
This kind of potsticker cake is a very common food in the city where the plush jade is located.
But whenever you want to make some stew at home, this paste cake is always indispensable, eat the leftover soup, be dipped in the cake and eat, two or three bites of a cake will be gone.
Plush Jade buckled the cakes off one by one and placed them on a large round plate.
The golden strips are very good-looking in color and shape, and then look at the pot in which the soup is not completely rich.
I picked up a piece of mutton and took a bite, and it was slightly hard.
So he put the lid back on and turned up the fire.
There was still half an hour left, and the plush jade calculated that this time was just right. And Zhang Jun next to her, the chicken breast on the plate is still raw.
Plush Jade couldn't help but feel a little anxious for him.
The most important thing to cook is the simmering time, which is less than a quarter of the time, Zhang Jun seems to have bought it and started to stew, and I don't know what he thinks.
Zhang Jun didn't seem to be very anxious at the moment.
I saw him lower his body and carefully watch the changes in the two pieces of chicken breast in the small porcelain basin.
The pink chicken breast, marinated in spices, has turned into sauce black, and a little bit of soy sauce is poured on it, and the original pale pink color is completely invisible.
Zhang Jun put his nose on the chicken and took a deep breath.
The smell seemed to have met his expectations, so he nodded, got up, set the iron pot on the stove, and began to magnify his moves.
A little bit of oil was boiled in the pot, and it was still the same green onion and ginger stir-fried pot.
When the oil temperature reached the seventh layer of heat, Zhang Jun put the marinated chicken into small pieces and put it into the pot at once. The hot oil meets the raw meat, and it is lively again.
At the same time, a strong fragrance permeated the air.
Several cooks around also smelled this smell, and they all looked at Zhang Jun in unison.
In his own pot, he is simmering and cooking.
But the taste was completely suppressed by Zhang Jun's fragrance at once, and to their surprise, the taste was exactly the same as the smell of the big skewers of barbecue yesterday when they just entered the international food festival.
Peers watch the doorway, and laymen watch the liveliness.
There are hundreds of spices in this world, different combinations, different amounts, and the taste of the blend is very different.
Therefore, every chef is unique.
My mastery of spices precisely determines the taste of the dish, and this thing is like a metaphysics, even if it is deliberately imitated, it can be copied to a maximum of 70% similarity.
However, the chicken breast that Zhang Jun is cooking now, but in terms of aroma, it is almost no different from the big meat skewers yesterday.
We are all cooks, and we know that it is difficult to make the same taste without an ingredient list.
But Zhang Jun should not know the foreigner.
It's weird.
Although Zhang Jun knew that everyone was watching him, he didn't react, and still seriously stir-fried the chicken breasts in the pot until they were sealed on all sides, and then added a little spicy sauce.
The black sauce of the chicken is immediately popped up in color when the bright red and shiny spicy sauce is added.
Chicken breast is very easy to cook.
After a few stir-fries, the surface of those pieces of meat was already steaming.
In the aroma, some of the surrounding cooks couldn't help but start to secrete saliva in their mouths, Zhang Jun was very calm, he tasted a bite of chicken pieces, and the taste seemed to meet his requirements.
So I didn't add water, I directly put in the two green peppers and stir-fried them again.
Dry roasting, which is a form of roasted cuisine that is unique.
It is somewhat similar to the dry stir-fry that has to be stir-fried over high heat all the time, but it is not the same.
At the end, he turned on a low heat and burned slowly, and only needed to stir-fry lightly with a spatula to avoid the ingredients from sticking to the pot.
Erjingtiao chili pepper, the meat is very crisp, and it is fired in the pot for a long time, and the taste is not affected.
The spicinessness of the pepper is just enough to meet the taste of Rongzhou people.
It's not too spicy, but it's satisfying.
Wang Xingfu looked at Zhang Jun for a while, she was obviously also attracted by this abnormal taste, Wang Xingfu is not a master of configurement of spices, starting from his father Wang, this is the shortcoming of the "Happy Hotel".
In terms of the configuration of the braised soup, although the father and daughter have been continuously studied, the taste is still a little bit worse.
Wang Xingfu has always wanted to find a good spice recipe.
The spice ingredients I bought were all of the highest quality, but I don't know why, but the taste of the things I made and the flavor I blended were always different from what I expected.
And Zhang Jun should be a master of spice control.
Wang Xingfu didn't discover this skill of his in the previous games.
Now that he knows, it seems that it is not too late, Wang Xingfu feels that he has to think of a way to let Zhang Jun teach him this work, so that the shortcomings of the "Happy Hotel" will be filled.
Thinking of this, she suddenly glanced at Zhang Jun.
In my previous contact with him, I didn't seem to have heard him talk about his family.
I don't know if he has a girlfriend.
Of course, Wang Xingfu doesn't look down on people like Zhang Jun, but maybe he can slowly open up to himself through contact with him, and maybe the recipes for those spices will be easy to get.
In Wang Xingfu's mind, the process of being together is all about the result.
Therefore, it doesn't matter what the method is in between.
Even if it's wrong, even if it's immoral, as long as the final result is what you want, nothing else seems to matter.
At this time, the soup in his pot was also boiling, and Wang Xingfu opened the lid of the pot......