The master standing in the small kitchen looked very cramped, and Meng Hui knew that he didn't like to open the door and window to teach the recipes, so he could only endure the stuffy heat again and come to the stove. Huo Ranwen w?w?w?.? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?ｗ?ｅ?ｎ?a`ｃｏｍ

She has a great interest in the secret recipe for concocting salted egg yolks, even if she has seen many similar recipes, but the master's recipe and experience are definitely much better than those on the Internet.

Before the master came in, he went to the big kitchen, took six salted duck eggs pickled by himself, boiled a pot of boiling water to cook the eggs, and asked Meng Hui to scoop them up and soak them in ice water for a while. "Peel the skin, separate the white from the yellow."

Meng Hui hurriedly started, the salted duck eggs were soaked in ice water and were easier to peel than when they were hot, and as soon as they were shelled, the egg white felt slightly lubricated, and they were broken open to see, the egg yolk was bright golden red, and the sand was oily, and it was about to drip onto her hand.

"Fortunately, I took the bowl and continued, otherwise it would be a pity."

She peeled off all six salted duck eggs and put the whites in another bowl that could be used to make other dishes in the future.

"After dispersing, add a small amount of rice wine to remove the fishy smell, remember to be sure to have good rice wine, where it is produced is not limited, it is best to be more than ten years of wine. If the quality is poor, and only the wine has no aroma when it is steamed, it is a failure. ”

Meng Hui took a wooden spoon to press the salted egg yolk apart, and under the guidance of the master, it was not pressed into a puree, but a lot of granules were condensed together by the oil.

She took a rice wine jar from the corner of the wall, which was left here for easy access when the master master taught the craft before.

After pouring the rice wine, the salty aroma of the salted duck eggs and the aroma of the wine were mixed together, which was not as good as Meng Hui imagined.

"Supplement it with two egg yolks, mix well and steam in the pot for a quarter and a half." The master saw that her hands and feet were nimble, her movements were not chaotic at all, and she felt relaxed when she taught.

Thinking of the fish-flavored shredded pork he had just eaten, Rao knew what it would taste like, and he still felt very amazing when he tasted it.

The master once again thought of Zhao Runan, a disciple who dressed as a man because he wanted to learn cooking, and was one of the most talented disciples he had ever brought in his life.

Now he meets another talented girl, but unfortunately he is also a little girl like Zhao Runan. This made him feel very distressed and helpless.

For him, it doesn't matter whether the disciple is a man or a woman, as long as he has good conduct, high talent, steadfastness and enthusiasm, he is willing to teach well, he has no children and no daughters in his life, who will inherit the mantle after leaving?

Relying on only one party to know the difficulty, can it really support the entire Tianxiang Building?

His ancestors have always followed the Wang family to do things, so they can't be cut off in his generation, right?

Meng Hui didn't know why the master suddenly became melancholy, she estimated the time to be about twenty minutes, and asked aloud: "Master, can you start the pot now?" ”

"Well, let's get up." The master detached himself from his thoughts, and his expression returned to normal. "You just seemed to dislike the bad smell, so let's smell it later."

Meng Hui smiled and took out the bowl, uncovered the plate above to prevent steam backflow, and as soon as he opened it, the salty and fragrant umami accompanied by a very light smell of wine came to his nose, which was more fragrant than the hot salted duck eggs that had just been cut!

"This is not over, pour oil into the pot, burn it until it is seventy percent, and stir-fry it, so that the egg yolk and the aroma of the salted egg yolk are completely integrated, but it cannot be fried into a puree, and it must be kept in a granular state, otherwise there will be no taste of sand in the mouth."

Meng Huixin said that this is really demanding and troublesome, much more complicated than peeling it off and going directly into the pot written on the Internet, the key is not only that the procedure is troublesome and trivial, but also that the technical requirements for stir-frying are also very high, if the strength is not used correctly, it is easy to fry it away.

While the oil was hot, Meng Hui hurriedly asked, "Master, are the crabs in our Tianxianglou really like crabs?" Isn't it hard to tell? ”

"You want to ask why Mao Buba has been able to deceive people for so long, and why don't we expose him?" The master immediately saw through the question she wanted to ask the most.

"Hey, yes." Meng Hui felt that the oil temperature was about the same, so he quickly poured the steamed salted egg yolk into the pot and slid it away with oil. A fresh scent that made her drool spread immediately.

"The reason why he was able to cheat for so long was because Ru Nan gave him a complete recipe for ingredients, and he only needed to mix the raw materials in strict accordance with the proportions and cook them according to the time of steaming and stir-frying, so the taste would be extremely similar to the real crab meat."

When the master talked about this dish created by his father, his tone was very flat, and he didn't think that this dish was amazing.

In his opinion, it is the prince who eats crabs and causes rashes to have status and status, so he has achieved a story that ordinary people talk about, so the crab in the story is very elegant.

"But the recipe that Runan gave him couldn't be complete, so I asked someone to line up and buy two back, and I tasted it with the shopkeeper, and the taste was still a little worse than the real race crab. The reason why we don't expose this matter is the same as if we didn't expose him and frame us for murder. ”

The master's eyes were a little fierce.

"How many years have I lived with the shopkeeper, and how many years has he lived? We've eaten more salt than he's ever eaten rice! Milky kid! If you don't hide the fox's tail when you play with people, you're afraid that people won't know that he's going to become a sperm? ”

When Meng Hui heard this, he asked uncertainly, "Could it be that you and the shopkeeper grabbed him with some pigtails?" ”

"Hmph, how did you start a fire in the stable where the house was full," the master didn't know that Meng Hui had already made it clear, and he said with a straight face and a slight anger, "He deliberately put it in order to destroy the evidence of killing Runan!" I and the shopkeeper had already found someone to keep an eye on him, and as soon as he left before lighting the fire, the person we entrusted stole out the tools he used to light the fire. ”

Meng Hui said in his heart, no wonder the two of them looked refreshed the next day, and they didn't care at all about jumping up and down to frame people.

"Since he wants to stand on a high place, let's wait for him to climb up for a while, and the higher he climbs, the heavier he falls, and then he will not be able to get up at one time. If you don't have to do it at this time, you can't get it up, and he will be able to produce another moth in a few years. ”

Meng Hui nodded after hearing this, indicating that she had already forced out the moisture in the egg yolk over low heat, and now in addition to the oil, there was only a layer of gritty egg yolk as golden red as the setting sun.

"Alright, get out of the pot." The master's expression looked very satisfied, "This is the method of making the main raw material of the race crab, although you are going to use it to burn your mysterious thing, but I will give you the race crab as well." ”

Meng Hui's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a moment before he quickly said happily: "Thank you, master!" I will study hard and will never waste any of your hard work! Also, as long as the law forbids women to cook for a day, I won't come to the house for a day! All the things I learned are quietly tasted by myself and tasted by everyone, and never taken outside to show off! ”