Chapter Seventy-Five: Fresh Tongue

"Try to filter the foam as much as possible, and the impurities in it will affect the taste of the soup." Fang Qingnuan poured all the foam into a small bowl, and finally poured it out together.

Then, she brought out a big casserole and got up with everyone: "This pot was found in a Chinese medicine store called 'Jishitang', in fact, he doesn't sell pots, I saw this thing in the display pictures of other products, and asked for it in private chat customer service, haha." ”

Thinking that the customer service brother thought she was here to kick the gym, she still felt very funny from a wary face to a chat full of black lines.

"I've never seen this kind of casserole made of pottery before, and I thought it was out of print. Although the new material is OK, the casserole porridge of Guhuaguo is cooked in this pot, and it may feel ...... Is it better? ”

"In fact, there should be a theoretical basis, probably that the material of the casserole causes it to have poor thermal conductivity, so although it is necessary to pay attention to anti-scalding when serving, it is a rare advantage for the food and soup in the pot." Fang Qingnuan remembered that when she was in class before, the teacher had shared this reason, so she picked up the key points and said, "They can be kept in a slightly boiling state for a long time in the pot, and they can be stewed until the meat is soft and rotten, and the soup is particularly delicious." ”

Seeing that the time was almost up, she drained the rice that had been soaked for more than half an hour, put the rice bowl next to the wok, and concluded: "So, such a good thing, it's too wasteful to only use it to boil medicine!" ”

Turning off the heat first, holding the two handles of the wok with both hands, she slowly poured the soup in the pot into the casserole: "Don't pour it too violently, because we only need soup at present, lobster and ginger slices are almost ...... after pouring it."

Fang Qingnuan put down the wok, picked up the chopsticks and spoon, and the two tools cooperated, and put the lobster that was already the same color as just now back on the plate, and threw away the ginger slices.

"Then pour the rest of the soup into the casserole and boil over high heat." After two minutes, the water in the casserole began to boil, and she used a soup spoon to put the rice in the large bowl into the pot several times, stirring the rice a few times each time to avoid sticking to the bottom of the pot.

"Cook on high heat for 20 minutes, so you need to stir it frequently to prevent it from sticking to the pot and the soup from overflowing." Fang Qingnuan thought of the casserole she had eaten in the Chaoshan casserole restaurant, and couldn't help but wonder, "Actually, overflowing seems to be a feature, but our stove is too smart, and the soup will automatically turn off the fire when it is sprinkled." ”

[Lobster Lobster I Love You: Follow! ] This way of cooking rice looks like an old inheritance! 】

[It's Sansan, not Shanshan: I'm already harassing Jishitang's customer service brother, I want to buy the same model as the anchor! ] 】

[No more krypton: harassing the little brother +1, although I shouldn't be able to do it, but I think this pot is great (▽')]

[Drunken butterfly: My son said that he was going to queue up to find customer service, and it turned out that you were in the front]

[Aki has to be happy every day: today's anchor is particularly chef-like, it must be because the kitchenware is more traditional!] 】

[Li Xiaotian is a dog: there are also ingredients that are more expensive, QAQ I said I want to eat seafood, and I was deprived of the right to use my pocket money for half a month]

Fang Qingnuan poked her head to Xiao Yi's side, seeing that the progress of the ketchup was also good, and the water had obviously evaporated, and asked Xiao Yi to continue to work hard.

"The tomato sauce will continue to boil slowly, let's cook the porridge first and feed our little tomato prince." Fang Qingnuan saw that Zhaocai was already lying on the cat mat and was drowsy, knowing that it was impatient to wait.

Kittens will never understand why humans waste so much time in the kitchen.

Pick up the knife again and cut the ginger, this time into thin strips, then a few soaked shiitake mushrooms, cut into small slices, and then there is the tender little celery, cut into celery pieces.

After doing this, she took out four more potatoes and put them in the steamer to steam, but she didn't say what she did specifically, just let Xiaoyi time it, and notify her after turning off the heat in 40 minutes.

[Wife, I really didn't steal it: steamed potatoes? How could there be such ordinary food in the streamer's kitchen! 】

[Crying little furball: Blind guess that the anchor will make something else]

[There is a lot of grass on the wall: I don't know how to feel it, but the potatoes are soft and rotten after steaming for 40 minutes, what else can I do......]

[Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron: Do you eat it with tomato sauce? Tomato sauce tossed with mashed potatoes? 】

[Charizard Dinosaur: Sounds like it's okay, eh]

"It's been cooking for almost ten minutes, now let's add abalone slices, shiitake mushrooms and shredded ginger to the pot, stir it, and continue to cook." In order to prevent being scalded by the casserole, Fang Qingnuan has already put on heat-insulating gloves, "If you use a casserole to cook rice, you must pay attention to anti-scalding, it is really not heat-insulating." ”

Fill the electric kettle with half a pot of water and heat it with electricity, she said: "I saw that the soup was a little insufficient just now, and I plan to add some more hot water to it." ”

Five minutes later, Fang Qingnuan opened the lid of the casserole again, put in the lobster that had been fried just now, and poured some hot water into the pot, this time she didn't cover it again, but continued to stir it slowly.

"The scent is already taking over my nose, but I can bear it." She covered her nose and quipped, causing a barrage of shouts "don't", "Stir for about a minute or two, look at this thick soup, ah, I really want to taste it." ”

"Because this soup focuses on the flavor of the seafood itself, you don't need to put messy things when seasoning, sprinkle a little salt and the chopped celery I just chopped and you're ready to go."

Waiting for the critical moment of the end of the seafood porridge, Fang Qingnuan did not forget the tomato sauce, she picked up the small pot that was placed aside, poured the syrup inside, and then added 1/3 of the onion powder to the pot.

"After adjusting the flavor in this way, the sweet and sour taste of the ketchup will be better amplified, and the onion powder can increase the flavor. I have to say that onions and tomatoes are really a good match, even if they are paired with raw nibbling, the taste is not bad. ”

[Sunny day de true love fan: Do you still have an empty tube of ketchup?! 】

[Dolai Mi La Lala: Go and watch the casserole! ] It's fragrant, it's so fragrant]

[Zzz: It's time to get out of the pot, this porridge is ready to be eaten by us o( ̄ヘ ̄o*)]

[[Administrator] Troll 111: Let's go see the seafood porridge]

"Okay, okay, we're ready to turn off the fire here, let's set up sensory sharing, and get ready to taste this fragrance with me!" Fang Qingnuan finally turned off the fire and brought two bowls to serve the porridge.

As if there was a sense, Zhaocai also ran back to its royal throne at this time, with a pair of "Ready, hurry up and serve porridge!" ".

In the steaming casserole, the thick seafood porridge is still gushing, as if it doesn't realize that it has left the stove, and dances the last dance. Fang Qingnuan didn't give Zhaocai to eat first this time, because it was visibly hot to the naked eye.

She scooped a spoonful of porridge with abalone from her bowl and blew several times before she had the courage to stuff it into her mouth: "Ahhh ”

[What's this?!] It's bouncing inside my mouth!! 】

[Eagle-like girl: Ascend to heaven on the spot and cry loudly! Why is it so fresh!? 】

[Good as water: It turns out that the lobsters I used to eat were ruined by the chefs, and this is called seafood!!] 】

[Ginger is still old and spicy: one bite is not enough, come and take another bite with shrimp]

Fang Qingnuan also had this intention, the protagonist of the next spoonful was the pink shrimp meat in the bowl, and as soon as it was put into his mouth, he nodded again and again: "I can eat the sweetness of the lobster itself, it seems to have vitality, dancing on the tip of my tongue, it's so wonderful~"

"This rice porridge is even more exquisite, it melts in the mouth, and the aftertaste is endless!" was so hot that she didn't stop drinking porridge, "The abalone fillets are also super tender, slipping into the mouth, so delicate taste!" ”

Fang Qingnuan felt that she was now like an isolated island, and the fragrance of this bowl of seafood porridge was like the sea water surging on all sides, about to drown her. And her lips and tongue taste buds have long lost their armor.

The seafood porridge that has been stewed for several days is finally out of the pot and on the table!!

There are all kinds of practices on the Internet, and I cook it according to the practice in Chaoshan, after all, Chaoshan porridge, especially seafood porridge, is NO.1 in the hearts of the people of the whole country.

It's a pity that there is peanut butter in the interstellar space, and half of the soul is missing, so I urge Xiaofang to make the sauce (; ▽; )ノ

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