Chapter Seventy-Six: Shallot Mixed with Tofu

Liu Yifei suddenly narrowed her eyes, her hands clenched into fists, and she held back the shock and admiration in her head, and tasted this special fragrance wholeheartedly.

The others were similar, all of them stood there without saying a word, chewing and savoring, nodding their heads again and again, looking surprised or enjoyed.

Finally, Liu Yifei swallowed the fried rice in her mouth, licked her lips, and asked, "Brother Yi, can you teach me to boil this soy sauce?" ”

"I want to learn too."

Zhao Jinmai said vaguely, and while digging another spoonful with a spoon, he opened his mouth to echo.

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard this, they also launched a barrage.

"I want to learn too."

"Looking at the technique of this fried rice, it seems that soy sauce is not the point, the focus is on people!"

"What's the use of having a soy sauce tube? I don't know how to do it, can I get a link to Brother Yi, I'll shoot it back and be a husband, so that there will be delicious food every day! ”

Faced with Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai's request for learning, Li Yi readily agreed: "No problem, I'll give you the formula when I go back, teach you to boil it twice, and you'll be done." ”

The recipe for boiling soy sauce is not fixed, different ingredients will use different ratios, and the seasoning in it will also increase or decrease.

If you want to achieve this, you can adjust it according to the ingredients as you like, and you can't practice it overnight.

But it's just the ratio he boiled today, and they can still learn it.

But Li Yi estimates that they may not be willing to learn if they get started once.

Just for a soy sauce fried rice, you have to learn to boil a pot of soy sauce with a complicated process and a hard process, which is really not worth it for ordinary people.

There is some money that ordinary people really can't earn.

If you have that time and effort, you might as well go to the restaurant and find a cook.

Huang Xiaoming on the side didn't speak, he had already eaten several spoonfuls of fried rice one after another.

Seeing him eat sweet spoonful after spoonful, the agent hiding behind the staff couldn't sit still, and whispered to him, signaling that he couldn't eat anymore.

Huang Xiaoming has been controlling his weight, and these spoonfuls of carbs are already exceeded.

Hearing the agent's voice, Huang Xiaoming reached out and scooped up a spoonful again, put it in his mouth, and then reluctantly put down the spoon.

"This soy sauce smells really good."

He chewed the last bite of fried rice, reluctant to swallow it, and tasted it carefully: "The aroma of green onions in its mouth is more obvious, and the spicy ginger and seasoning flavor of ginger come out later, but I can't taste what the seasoning is, so it feels very balanced, and it mixes together to become a particularly fragrant aroma." ”

"The most important thing is to be sweet."

Wu Lei on the side didn't have much concern, he rolled the big spoon, and added vaguely while eating: "There will be a sweet taste when you chew, and then the more you chew, the more obvious it becomes, and the more you chew, the sweeter it becomes." ”

Liu Yifei picked up the spoon again and tasted it, nodding in agreement: "Its sweetness is layered, and the entrance and aftertaste seem to be different." ”

Li Yi also picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and put it into his mouth.

After eating too much in the dream space, such a delicious fried rice, eating it in his mouth, he felt a little like chewing wax.

After a few casual chews, he swallowed the rice and said, "The top note is the caramel sweetness of brown sugar, the middle note is the sweetness of cane sugar, mixed with the aroma of soy bean, and the bottom note is the sweetness of the starch in fried rice."

The rice I use is Helonggong rice in Ninghua, Fuzhou Province, and the amylose content should be about 18%, and the sweetness is still okay. ”

Liu Yifei listened to his evaluation and asked with a smile: "How do you say it, it's like drinking red wine, there are top notes, middle notes, and tail notes." ”

Li Yi smiled: "Actually, soy sauce, vinegar, and wine are all the same thing, and the methods for evaluating their quality are all similar, nothing special." ”

As he spoke, he put down the spoon and waved his hand: "You eat first, I'll make a side dish." ”

Wu Lei and the others answered, and they didn't raise their heads, but just got into the plate.

Walking in front of the tofu mold, Li Yi stretched out his hand and poked the southern tofu, and looked at the time again.

Nan Tofu is almost ready.

Directly carrying the bucket down, he opened the gauze wrapped in Nan Tofu, took a knife and cut a piece of it.

Then, he took the knife casually, cut a few times on the top and bottom of the tofu, left and right, took a plate, and with a tilt of his hand, the whole piece of tofu became a small piece the size of a chopstick head and fell into the plate.

pinched a handful of chopped green onions, put a small cap on the tofu, pinched a pinch of refined salt, and a pinch of peppercorn noodles and sprinkled it on it.

Immediately, he scooped a spoonful of the excess cooking oil from the freshly fried spices, put it on the stove and heated it over a strong fire, and splashed it on the chopped green onions.

Zila!

The hot oil brings out the aroma of chopped green onions and peppercorns, fresh and fresh.

took a pair of chopsticks, picked them up and stirred them, and brought them to Wu Lei and them, and put them on the table.

"Mixed with shallots and tofu, taste the taste of southern tofu."

Liu Yifei had no doubts about Li Yi's cooking skills, so she immediately picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of tofu, and put it in her mouth.

"This tofu is the taste of my hometown!"

She was a little surprised, but then she wondered: "But it seems to be more tender, smoother, and more fragrant than my hometown." ”

Zhao Jinmai also picked up a piece and looked at it carefully: "The southern tofu is really tender and solid, and there are no holes at all." ”

"It's delicious, too!"

Wu Lei couldn't wait, so he directly scooped up a spoonful with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Huh?"

Wu Lei was a little puzzled, and then asked in surprise: "Does this tofu taste so good?" It looks very light, huh? How do you eat so clearly in your mouth? The taste seems to be very prominent, and it covers up the taste in your mouth at once! ”

"Because I put a little extra salt."

Li Yi said with a smile: "Salt is the first of all flavors, as long as the salt taste is accurate, the taste is not much worse."

I didn't put salt in the soy sauce fried rice, because there is salt in the soy sauce, although it is not salty enough, but the aroma of the soy sauce is prominent enough that you don't find that the salt taste is insufficient.

I put a little more salt in the shallots and tofu, and when you eat it, you will feel very fresh in your mouth, because your body is craving these salts. ”

"It's amazing!"

Wu Lei was stunned when he heard this, and while rolling the fried rice, he couldn't help but admire: "Brother Yi, is the ancient wizard like you?" Just this little bit of salt is very good for you, if it were in ancient times, you must be a great wizard! ”

"In fact, ancient witchcraft really developed from the process of cooking."

Li Yi said with a smile: "The ancient people who first added hallucinogenic plants to their food were the earliest wizards. ”

"Brother Yi, how do you know everything?"

Wu Lei looked at Li Yi with admiration, and scooped up another spoonful of fried rice in his hand.

Li Yi shook his head: "I don't know everything, there is one thing I don't know." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Your meal."

Li Yi pointed to the few fried rice plates left: "You have eaten half of the fried rice, are you a high-carbon day today?" ”

"Huh?"

Wu Lei looked down at the plate and was taken aback: "Have I eaten so much?" Why didn't I pay attention? It's over! Today's carbs are exceeded! ”

"It's fine."

Li Yi rushed to the two pots of soaked black beans and mung beans on the desk, and signaled: "Grind these two pots of beans, and the carbs will be almost consumed." ”

Wu Lei glanced at the big basin full of beans, and then at Li Yi: "Brother Yi." ”

"Huh?"

"I seem to have been eaten to death by you."

"What words! What do you mean by likeness? ”