Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 278 This Is Too Delicious

Wang Chaoyun is very clear about what kind of person he is, because no one knows how painful the scars on his body are, but at this time, he was directly uncovered by someone. Creator of bottomless scars.

Seeing that A Cai was still there and said something to Chen Nian with some reluctance, Wang Chaoyun was in a trance. Fortunately, it is winter, although the weather is not too cold, they also wear a lot of clothes , so even if the body wrapped under the thick clothes was trembling slightly, it was not noticed by others.

And because Ah Cai's voice was relatively loud, almost no one paid attention to Wang Chaoyun's side.

"What should I do? Ah Nian must have thought the same way."

"Why does she say that?"

"Why did she say that in front of Ah Nian?
"Obviously there are still many ways to rely on Mr. Qiao, why use this one?"

Wang Chaoyun was full of thoughts.

But A Cai was not interested in Chen Nian's proposal at all. After seeing that Chen Nian was unmoved, A Cai started ordering.

And when ordering, A Cai looked at the fish steaming in the pot, and her heart moved: "A Yun, do you want to eat fish? How about the two of us order a fish."

It was only then that Wang Chaoyun was awakened, he calmed down and said, "Okay, okay, I'm fine."

The meals are all ready-made, just take them out of the country after ordering, and then put some vegetables in it.

Aging puts the fish on the table and goes back to the kitchen.

"Ah Yun, do you like fish heads? If you don't like them, I will eat them." A Cai pointed at the head of the fish with her chopsticks.

People who know how to eat naturally know that the most delicious place on a fish is either on the head or on the stomach.

"I don't like fish heads, sister A Cai, you should eat them." Wang Chaoyun said.

Afterwards, A Cai stretched out her chopsticks, intending to remove the fish head and put it in her own bowl to eat.

But she didn't get it off for a while, and Wang Chaoyun even extended his chopsticks to help.

At this time, Chen Nian was thinking about the difference between the dried plum vegetables in Meizhou, Guangdong and the dried plum vegetables he used in Kunshan before.

However, Mr. Qiao still has a lot of experience on this issue. After hearing Chen Nian's curious inquiry, he slowly said: "I don't know much about other places, but most of our Hakka plum vegetables are mustard greens.

And we have to wait until the end of autumn or the beginning of winter, when the mustard greens in the vegetable garden are covered with moss, which is about this thick. "

While talking, Mr. Joe stretched out his thumb to show.

"The mustard greens at this time are the best, but if you want to make prunes, you still have to take out the heart and hang them in the air. After the leaves become soft, put them in a basin, sprinkle salt, and rub them with your hands."

When Chen Nian heard this step, he couldn't help but nodded: "Rubbing with salt should get out the remaining water in the leaves, and it can also add some saltiness."

"That's right." Mr. Qiao said that Chen Nian was right. When pickling pickles, there must be no water in them, otherwise they will be easily broken. "When the water in the vegetables is almost out, put them all Put a layer of mustard greens and a layer of salt into the pottery jar until it reaches the top, and then seal the lid.

Speaking of these aging, I also know that the next step is to wait for these seasonings to taste and ferment.

Chen Nian majored in food at university, so he naturally learned about fermentation. He still remembers two cases that the teacher gave when he was studying fermentation.

One is yogurt fermentation, and the other is pickled pickles.

Of course, dough is also a kind of fermentation, but I won’t go into details here.

Generally speaking, pickling pickles can be completed in about half a month to 20 days when the temperature is maintained at a suitable temperature.

When Chen Nian told the approximate time he guessed, Mr. Qiao was still a little surprised: "How do you know?"

Chen Nian scratched his head with a smile: "Well, our family has also made pickles before, probably for such a long time."

"Yes, I didn't expect you to remember these things." Mr. Qiao is obviously more and more appreciative of old age, "Actually, it is about 15 to 20 days, and then take out those dried plums and hang them up again. After drying, it will be the ones we use now."

While chatting like this, Mr. Qiao told Chen Nian how to make dried plums, and after hearing this, Chen Nian immediately planned to try it when he went back.

After a while, Chen Nian asked: "Master, what shall we have for lunch today?"

Mr. Qiao thought for a while: "I'll do something else."

But at this moment, Chen Nian suddenly said: "Master, why don't you let me cook the staff meal at noon."

"What? You want me to taste your handicraft?" It was obvious that Mr. Qiao saw through Chen Nian's thoughts at a glance.

"Yeah, it's been a long time, Master, you have always cooked the dishes, and I want Master to taste my cooking, just so I can see where my shortcomings are."

"Okay, you can cook it at noon today, and you can use the vegetables and meat in the kitchen as you like."

Chen Nian was overjoyed.

In the next six months, he made beef tenderloin several times, and each time it was aged, it was improving, and the most recent one had increased from the early 90s to 98%.

So all that's left is fine-tuning the details and full proficiency.

Not long after, A Cai and Wang Chaoyun left after eating and paying the bill. It is strange to say that Chen Nian has hardly seen anyone in Yihong courtyard except A Cai and Wang Chaoyun come to eat at his place. .

Moreover, there is also a kitchen in Yihong Courtyard. I saw it once when I went there last time. There are also ingredients in it, and the stove is also wiped clean. Some people use it.

So this can only show that the cooks in Yihong Courtyard are not very good.

But just after Ah Cai and Wang Chaoyun left, it was almost closing time, but some people suddenly came to the store.

A few of them were dressed like people in charge of the docks, but there was also an American in a sea-soul shirt.

"Mr. David, this is the best Cantonese restaurant in our Chinatown. This time, I brought you here to eat while you are resting." One of them said enthusiastically as soon as he entered the door.

And that David's flattery of several people was obviously very useful, and he seemed to understand what they were saying.

He also nodded with a smile: "Oh, my friends, thank you very much, you know, I have always been very interested in your dishes."

"That's good." After hearing this, the faces of the few people also showed relief, "I don't know what Mr. David likes to eat? There are chickens, fish, ducks, and meatloaf here."

"Chicken? Chicken! I like to eat chicken! No fish, I eat fish every day at sea..."

David said in a substandard Cantonese, obviously most of the people he usually comes into contact with are Cantonese.

"Okay! Let's help Mr. David order a jelly chicken."

There are still leftovers of these dishes. Anyway, people will come to eat them in the afternoon if they can't be sold out at noon. If they can't be sold out in the afternoon, they will be sold out at night if they are cheaper.

Soon Chen Nian served them.

David looked at the chicken in front of him, and felt a little complicated for a while, because he had never seen anyone make a chicken like this. For them, the chicken was either the meat was removed to make chicken chops, or it was Fried chicken or grilled.

The plate of jelly chicken in front of him was obviously added various seasonings and spices by these Chinese.

"Is this delicious?" David asked suspiciously, pointing to the plate of chicken.

"Delicious! Shopkeeper Joe's craftsmanship is unique in Chinatown. Mr. David, don't think the store here is not big, it's just because Shopkeeper Qiao doesn't want to make it too big. If he wants to, he can make this restaurant bigger." It is not a problem to become a restaurant with a height of two or three floors."

David raised his eyebrows, obviously not convinced, because in his opinion, Shopkeeper Joe is just an old man.

But despite thinking so, he was indeed hungry.

Although he doesn't know how to use chopsticks, Chen Nian brought the spoon to David just now.

I saw David put a piece of chicken into his mouth with a spoon, and his eyes lit up in an instant!
“Oh, my god! What kind of delicacy is this!? God, I can taste both sweet and salty flavors on a piece of chicken, and it’s so obvious, I never thought that these two flavors can be so good Blend together in harmony!"

David said excitedly, although his speech was a bit slurred due to something in his mouth, and he spoke English when he became excited, but Chen Nian still understood what he was saying.

Moreover, this person is obviously a native of California, with a little southwest accent, just like himself, who belongs to the southwest, which makes Chen Nian suddenly feel a little close to David.

"what did he say?"

The little stewards on the pier were stunned. Originally, they saw that David could speak the language of his hometown, and he was considered a small leader among the sailors on the ship, so they planned to invite David to have a meal to make friends, maybe later It's also convenient.

But even so, they can't speak English all day long on the pier.

Mr. Qiao could see that he was happy when he saw the foreigner, but he couldn't quite understand what he said.

"He said he'd never eaten chicken with a combination of saltiness and sweetness, which means you cook it deliciously."

Old man Qiao couldn't help turning his head when he heard this, and whispered to Chen Nian in Hakka: "Can you understand their bird language?"

Although the voice was very low, it was not impossible for David to hear what David wanted to hear carefully. The old man was not afraid of David eavesdropping. After all, Hakka and Cantonese still had a certain difference.

"I have been learning for the past few years. After all, this is the United States. If I can speak their language, it will be more convenient to communicate even if something happens."

"That's right, I didn't expect you to say these things. My son in our family would say that he has to deal with foreigners a lot, but I'm already old, and I really don't want to learn these things."

Those little bosses also heard Chen Nian's words, and they all had extremely happy faces.

"Then Mr. David can come here often in the future if he likes it."

"I will definitely, and I will call my fellow sailors together!" David also seemed very happy, obviously this taste is very much in line with his personal preference.

Of course, this is just one of the small episodes.

And they also mentioned that Mr. Joe is actually the president of the Chinatown Chinese Chamber of Commerce during the meal. David was immediately in awe when he heard this!
Although he is of the yellow race, being able to sit in this position is much better than the sailors on these ships.

Here, even if there is some discrimination against people of the yellow race, it is only against people who are similar to or whose status is not as good as mine.

When they finished eating and paid for the meal, David said with some aftertaste: "I didn't expect such a delicious place in Chinatown. When I go back, I must tell my uncle that he is a gourmet. I believe he will fall in love with this place!"

"Thank you!" Qiao and Yong also nodded.

But just after they left, Qiao Heyong couldn't help but sigh that these foreign devils are in good health, and it's not too cold to wear half sleeves and shorts on their legs in this weather.

It's just that this person seems to have a smell.

After seeing off the table, the Guangrong Restaurant was closed at noon, and then Chen Nian went to the kitchen to re-make beef tenderloin with oyster sauce. This time he did it more smoothly than before, and he was very proficient in every step.

The beef tenderloin with oyster sauce is ready soon after being improved.

The beef is aged and quickly stir-fried over high heat, so the beef is very tender, and the side dishes are just right.

The smell of beef lingers...

Even Mr. Qiao, who seldom eats beef, can't help but whet his appetite.

Then Mr. Joe took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

Chew lightly to appreciate its tender taste and texture.

The unique elasticity of beef seems to be jumping between the teeth, and with each bite, the juice contained between the delicate muscle fibers also bursts out.

He didn't expect that the dishes cooked in old age could be so delicious!
Even though he has been cooking all his life, he can't help but praise again and again at this time.

Although Cantonese also love to eat beef, this practice is still not very common. At this time, after eating it, it even feels a little fresh.

In front of this beef tenderloin with oyster sauce, which is very suitable for rice, it is very rare for Mr. Qiao to eat half a bowl of rice after eating a bowl of rice.

"It seems that I really underestimated you before!"

"From today onwards, you will cook all the meals we eat by ourselves every day!"

"Okay, Master."

This time, Chen Nian had another wave of goodwill in front of Mr. Qiao. Obviously, the more satisfied he was with Mr. Qiao, the more willing Mr. Qiao was to teach him his skills.

And the closer everyone's relationship is, the safer I will be here, and the more I can learn to cook without distractions.

He was praised a lot at noon, and when Mr. Qiao left in the evening, he even asked Chen Nian to practice hard to get out of the teacher as soon as possible.

Chen Nian simply agreed.

But when Chen Nian was practicing cooking at night, Wang Chaoyun came again.

(End of this chapter)