"Good!" Yu Jianping shouted, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked at the niece girl in front of him with satisfaction, and he was relieved of the accumulation of many years in his heart.

Looking at the senior brother next to his niece, this guy probably thinks that the tea is really good, and he wants to hide the tea canister secretly.

He snorted, and Dad Yu immediately stopped what he was doing, as if he hadn't done anything, and turned his face away.

"Jianguo, you go buy materials for me immediately, come back immediately!" Yu Jianping's eyes widened, and Yu's father immediately got up and ran out without looking back.

The name of the dish sounds like a dessert, but it is actually an out-and-out meat dish.

The history of Chaozhou can be traced back thousands of years, especially in the Tang Dynasty, it was the capital of its own state, with eleven counties under its jurisdiction.

Yu Jian pricked up her ears and listened to Yu Jianping popularize knowledge for her, and compared the era she once lived in in her heart. Sure enough, he is still too narrow-minded, and it turns out that there are countless anecdotes in the Tang Prefecture Mansion.

Chang'an City seems to be big, but in fact it is just a small corner.

"And then? Why did it become a meat dish? Yu Jian was curious.

At this time, it was completely the appearance of a teenager seeking knowledge, Yu Jianping became more and more satisfied with this niece, and said: "Han Yue went to Chaozhou, this adult is a staunch carnivore, and it is delicious, but at that time, what was popular in the Tang Dynasty was sweetness, and this came and went, and it became a sweet meat dish." ”

I also told the main ingredient of this dish.

Yu Jian was a little speechless, she simulated the taste in her mind, and gave up helplessly, she really couldn't imagine what kind of flavor the dishes made with these ingredients would be.

On the other side, Yu's father went to the vegetable market bitterly, which was almost past the point of buying vegetables, and there were only a few vendors in the market.

Yu Jianping has high requirements for ingredients, either he doesn't make a move, and once he shoots, it must be a high-quality product.

I finally bought the materials and walked back non-stop. Along the way, how did Dad Yu think about it, and why did he fall to the point of running errands?

In summer, the lotus flowers are red at the beginning, the lotus seeds are full and big, and they exude a burst of aroma after steaming in the pot. Yu Jianguo poured the steamed lotus seeds on the board and waited for Yu Jianping's next move.

Lotus seed paste must be made by hand, with the knife surface little by little to crush the ripe lotus seeds into a puree, this intermediate action should be fast, once the lotus seeds are cold, it is not easy to press by hand.

Stir-frying lotus paste is a kung fu job, Yu Jianping heated the pot early, first put the lotus paste, stir-fry evenly, add white sugar, oil, and then fry over low heat for 20 minutes, which must be stirred all the time to turn over the lotus paste, otherwise it will be fried by accident.

When the lotus paste was fried and shiny, without a trace of particles, Yu Jian flattened the pot and spread them evenly on the plate.

Yu Jianping wiped the beads of sweat from the corner of his forehead and grinned: "This is the bottom material, and the next thing is the main thing." ”

Yu Jian rubbed her nose, the sweet smell of lotus paste kept running into her nasal cavity, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Picking up the pork belly on the table, Yu Jianping looked over and over again, and his face was a little dissatisfied: "Yu Jianguo, you bought too much meat!" ”

Father Yu sneered: "Do you still want local pork belly, are we in our hometown?" This is the fattest and thinnest piece, you can be content! ”

Yu Jian made a note in the small notebook: to use Chaozhou local pork belly.

Yu Jianping didn't talk to him, brushed a few handfuls to wash the meat, cut it into large pieces, put hot water into the pot, add green onions, ginger, cooking wine, and blanched the blood.

When the meat pieces are slightly hard and taken out, they take out a long bamboo skewer from the cabinet, puncture the thick meat skin densely, and then smear it with soy sauce.

"This is the first time it has been marinated." Yu Jianping's hand kept moving, explaining to Yu Jian.

Yu Jian looked at it with a blank eye, and felt that this dish was not simple at all, and the steps were too cumbersome.

When the color of the meat turned red, Yu Jianping poured a full bucket of oil into the pot, waited for the oil to bubble, and fried the pork belly.

Fry the pork belly out of the pot, let it cool at room temperature, cut it into three cm thick slices, stack it in a casserole, pour in a large amount of sugar, put a small spoon of water, and slowly boil.

Yu Jian stared at her eyes in disbelief, this way of cooking simply subverted her imagination. Rao is a sweet-loving Datang, and he doesn't do this.

Yu Jianping used chopsticks to flip the slices of meat in the sugar water slightly, and after about ten minutes, he turned off the heat. Then take out the slices of meat and put them in a steamer to steam.

Yu Jian stretched her neck and glanced at it, the meat slices in the casserole were soaked in sugar juice, and the surface was shiny, and she didn't know if it was oily or sugar-colored.

Finally, Yu Jianping put the meat pieces on the lotus paste, poured a layer of sugar juice evenly, and brought it to Yu Jian.

Yu Jian held the chopsticks, a little unsure of how to start. Father Yu, who was standing beside him, couldn't help it for a long time, stretched out his right hand, from top to bottom, the meat slices were full of chopsticks with lotus seed paste, and Yu Jian heard a crisp clicking sound from his mouth......

Before moving the chopsticks, Yu Jian took one last closer look at this seemingly ordinary dish, the skin of the meat was brown, the lean meat was ruddy, and the sugar juice on the surface was delicate.

Yu Jian also learned from Yu's father, sandwiched a large piece of the entrance, the meat skin has a crispy feeling, the meat piece melts in the mouth, and the lotus paste, soft and glutinous and sweet.

Surprisingly, the salty flavor of soy sauce is combined with the sweetness of lotus paste to make the marinated meat slices the perfect combination of salty and sweet.

Yu Jian couldn't put down this salty and sweet taste, and sandwiched several pieces in a row.

As a chef, what he likes to see most is the recognition of his dishes by diners, he happily looked at the two of them and asked, "Ah Jian, did you see everything that my uncle made just now?" Do you try? ”

Yu Jian was a little apprehensive in her heart, it was the first time she had seen such a dish, and she was inevitably a little unconfident. But Yu Jianping's eyes were full of encouragement, she pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll try!" ”

In the kitchen, the little girl was seriously stirring the pork belly in the pot, focused and enthusiastic, Yu Jian felt that there was a small flame in her heart, and with the sound of frying in the pot, it was getting more and more vigorous.

Outside the kitchen, two middle-aged men sat side by side, silent.

Suddenly, Yu Jianping chuckled, but his eyes were a little distant, and he pushed Yu Jianguo beside him: "Ah Jian's appearance, doesn't it look like when the two of us were young?" ”

Saying this, Yu's father also smiled, seemed to recall the previous time, and sighed: "When the two of us followed our father to learn cooking, we were much younger than Ah Jianke." I remember that I couldn't even hold the pot at that time, and Abba was going to make me turn the pot...... And you, didn't you almost cut off your fingers? ”

Yu Jianping stretched out his left hand, and a long dark brown scar on his index finger was gently stroked.

"Jianguo, do you plan to reopen the Yu family's restaurant?"