The story of a cook

Chapter 407 Fuxin One Unique

The New Year's Day of [-] is here, and a new year begins.

It has been 20 years since I came out to work in 32.I was [-] years old when I came out, and now I am middle-aged, [-] years old.

The years are ruthless, and the world evolves into various states; there is love in the world, and it tells the joys and sorrows.It's a song of separation, a song with a lot of twists and turns; it's not about love and sorrow, it's full of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Life is plain, without so many legends and heroic stories.

People's lives can't stand the toss, and it is a blessing to be able to live in peace.

On New Year's Day, the hotel has a banquet at noon, and one unit has a dinner. There are not many guests in the evening market. Because most units are on holiday on New Year's Day, many people have gone home, so there are very few guests in the hotel.Unlike the provincial capital, the provincial capital gets busier during the holidays, and everyone goes to restaurants to eat. Here, everyone goes home to eat.

Lao Chuan asked for leave in the afternoon to go to his partner's house.He thought about it, and planned to buy a house in Fuxin to settle down, and the house was all looked after, so the object's parents agreed to their marriage, and began to treat him like an old man.Isn't it New Year's Day to celebrate the Gregorian year? The future mother-in-law made delicious food at home and asked him to come over, and he went there happily.

When Lao Chuan is not here, I will cook his Sichuan cuisine, and there are not many dishes. In one night, I cooked three boiled fish, four stir-fried kidney beans, and several boiled pork slices.At seven o'clock, the battle in the kitchen ended. The head chef said that those who eat here can eat, and those who don't eat here will leave work after cleaning up.As for the kitchen masters, only Zhao Gang and I are from other places, and the rest are all locals. They all went home after cleaning up, leaving me and Zhao Gang.

I asked Zhao Gang, "Shall we eat dumplings?"

Zhao Gang said: "I won't go, I'll go back to wash my clothes after work meal, I soaked a basin when I came here in the morning, I have to go back and wash it out."

I said, "Let's wash it tomorrow."

"No, I won't have anything to wear if I don't wash it out." After speaking, I laughed.

"You should practice drinking too," I said.

"I've practiced it a lot. It's useless. I still can't. I won't be able to drink in my life." He shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Gang really can't drink, his whole body is red from a bottle of beer.

Walking upstairs from the kitchen, when passing by the pastry room, I saw the owner’s brother-in-law in the pastry room, talking to the pastry chef, the pastry chef smiled, stretched out his hand and hit the boss’s brother-in-law, looking very happy.

When I came to the cold dish stall upstairs, Zheng Jiaqi had finished cleaning up and was changing clothes.Dawei changed his clothes and was about to go out, apparently going to an Internet cafe.Seeing me coming up, he said: "Come up, master, why don't you go have a drink?"

I said: "Drink it." Then I asked: "Is the old soup hot?"

Dawei replied: "It's hot, it's hot all day long, I can't forget this."

I said: "It's fine if it's hot, there are few customers today, so the smell of smoke is left?"

"Remaining? I don't take the leftovers if there is any leftover smoked smell. If my concubine smokes the smell, I don't take the leftovers." Dawei said.

Zheng Jiaqi smiled, and said to Dawei, "Don't call me imperial concubine, sister."

"Sister Guifei!" Dawei called out, and then left with the three passers-by.

Bao Peng came out of the kitchen, saw that I hadn't left, and said to me, "Master, I'm going back first."

I nodded in agreement.

Bao Peng doesn't go to Internet cafes to play games at all now, and his knife skills have improved a lot.The child is very good, and he will be promising in the future.

The door of the hotel opened, and Sister Jiang came in from the outside. Seeing that Zheng Jiaqi and I hadn't left, she said, "I thought you two had left. I just sent them away. Now there are no guests. Let's go, let's go for the holiday too."

I asked, "Aren't you going home to spend the holidays with your family?"

"The table just left is my brother, my sister-in-law, and my dad is here today." Sister Jiang said.

"Really? You didn't eat with them?" I asked.

"Just come and watch, just chat with them for a while, my sister-in-law and I don't deal with each other, and I don't want to talk to her." Sister Jiang said.

"You have this temper too." I said.

Zheng Jiaqi came out of the cold dish room, turned off the open light, and carried a clothes bag and a shoe box in her hand.

"What did you buy?" Sister Jiang asked.

"I bought a pair of shoes and a padded jacket with Xiaona at noon, in the commercial street." Zheng Jiaqi said.

"You didn't call me. I also want to buy some clothes. I don't like to go alone." Sister Jiang said.

"You weren't here at noon."

"Yes, I went home to sleep at noon."

Sister Jiang took the shoe box from Zheng Jiaqi, opened it and saw that it was men's cotton shoes, and said, "Men?" After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zheng Jiaqi, then at me, and said with a smile, "This is for your boss. Let's buy it."

Zheng Jiaqi said: "I bought it for him." Then said to me: "I bought it for you, try it on."

I didn't expect Zheng Jiaqi to sell me cotton shoes, so I was a little embarrassed and said: "Buy me anything, I will buy it myself in two days."

"Seeing that you said you didn't buy it for several days, you happened to go to the commercial street today, and it was on sale. I thought it was very cheap, so I bought you a pair." It's not easy."

She said it pitifully.

I smiled and said, "Here you are."

"It's okay if you don't give it. I'll go to Zhang Li when the time comes." After speaking, he opened the clothes bag, took out a men's jacket and padded jacket and handed it to me, saying, "I said you brought a down jacket. Zhang Li felt sorry for you and asked me to buy you a padded jacket, she bought it for you, you don't need to spend money, and I will ask her to reimburse you when I return to the provincial capital."

To be honest, looking at the padded jacket and shoes is very warm in my heart.

Under the watchful eyes of Sister Jiang and Zheng Jiaqi, he changed into a padded jacket and shoes, and the young man became more energetic.

Sister Jiang said that instead of eating dumplings today, she took us to eat the specialties of Fuxin.

I took a taxi to the street behind the commercial street and stopped in front of a pie shop.When I got out of the car, I found that the whole street was brightly lit, full of restaurants, and they were still open.There are barbecue restaurants, hot pot restaurants, rice noodle restaurants, dog meat restaurants, dumpling restaurants, noodle restaurants and so on.Sister Jiang said that she would come here for dinner at night. This is the only place in the whole city that is open at night, a street of restaurants.

"In the whole city, this street is open after ten o'clock in the evening, and most other places are closed. The dumpling restaurant next to ours is an old store, and it has always been like that. His store opens late in the morning, and it doesn't open until 11:30. .” Sister Jiang said.

"I've been here for several months and I didn't even know this place existed," I said.

"This is the most prosperous place in Fuxin. There is a commercial street in front of it. Walking forward from the commercial street is the Xishan Hotel, which is the largest besides the State Guest House." Sister Jiang said: "The back of this street is full of karaoke bars and Internet cafes. great place."

The pie shop has two floors, with a small area of ​​[-] square meters.There are scattered terraces on the first floor and private rooms on the second floor.Sister Jiang, the three of us went directly to the second floor and found a small private room to sit down.

After sitting down, Sister Jiang said: "His pies are very good, the fillings are big and the skins are thin, and they have been shown on CCTV. They put their pie crusts on newspapers and you can see the pies on the newspapers through the skins. You Thin or not?"

"So great?" I asked.

"That's right, why don't you think about it? It can't work now. It's the handicraft of his old man. The old man is gone. Now his daughter-in-law is doing it. It can't be so thin, but it's okay. You'll know it later. His pies are unique in our Fuxin." Sister Jiang said proudly.

"Then I'll eat a few more." Zheng Jiaqi said.

We ordered six pies, four dishes, one bottle of white wine and five bottles of beer.

The food was served very quickly, and it took only 10 minutes for two dishes to be served, followed by the pie.The pie was really well made, with a diameter of 22 cm, it is a large pie.The skin is really thin, and the beef filling inside can be seen on the outside.Sister Jiang said that before eating the pie, poke holes in the pie with chopsticks to release the heat inside, otherwise it will burn your mouth.

According to the method Sister Jiang said, first poke a hole in the pie to release the heat inside.As the hot air from the inside of the pie came out, a tempting aroma wafted out, and I wanted to eat it when I smelled it.

Sister Jiang said: "Look at his pies, the skin is thin, the beef filling inside is not scattered at all, it's just a beef pie, don't believe me, try it."

Peel off the thin pie crust and put it in your mouth. It is delicious, crisp but not crispy, with a light beef flavor.Then I picked up the beef filling with chopsticks, and it was a beef patty the size of a pie, very thin and fragrant.

This pie is authentic and skillful.

"It's amazing." I praised.

"It's a must. Many people come to Fuxin to eat at his house, and when they leave, they pack a few to take away." Sister Jiang said.

I asked, "Is this the only store in his house?"

"This is the only store." Sister Jiang said.

"With such a good product, why don't you open more branches? Opening more branches will definitely make money." I said.

"Do you think people don't want to?" Sister Jiang said: "The main reason is that the pies in his family are not easy to make. Now his daughter-in-law is the only one who knows how to make pies, and she doesn't know anything else. I heard that it is very difficult to learn. Of the three daughters-in-law, those two have never learned, and they have taught others, but they have not learned."

"It belongs to the ancestors." I said.

"Almost." Sister Jiang said: "I heard from my dad that the pies in his family are passed down from the old generation, from generation to generation, men and women can learn it, daughter-in-law can learn it, son-in-law can't .But in every life, there is only one person who has fully learned it, and there is no second person."

"This is also divided into savvy and talent." I said.

"Let's not talk about the pies. The pans used to bake the pies in his house are different from others'. The ones that are not sold in the market are all handmade by blacksmiths. A pot is as big as two meters. It doesn't look like a pot. It's like a pot lid." Sister Jiang said.

"Really?" I asked, which aroused my curiosity and wanted to check it out right away.

"What's the matter, don't you believe me? I'll take you down to have a look later. I know his family very well, and the older generation is our friend." Sister Jiang said.

I said: "You should forget about drinking too much later, sister, you can show me right now."

Sister Jiang looked at me and said, "You are impatient, let's go, I will show you."

The two of us went downstairs to the kitchen and into the operating room where pies were baked.A middle-aged woman was baking pies inside, and when she saw Sister Jiang, she said hello, and Sister Jiang said to show my brother the cauldron for baking pies in your house.The woman smiled and said, let's see, what's the point of a pot.

It’s exactly as Sister Jiang said, the cauldron for baking pies doesn’t look like a pot. It looks like a large pot lid, made of black iron, five millimeters thick, two meters in diameter, and the whole thing is installed on the stove.The stove is built by myself, like the stove at home, with a stove door.When I opened the stove door, I thought it was a gas stove with thousands of eyes, but it was not. What was burned inside was split wood. The wood was completely burnt, and the stove was full of red.

Don't say anything else, let's just talk about the pan and stove of this pancake, which cannot be imitated by others.

A middle-aged woman is baking a pie.

First, pat the pie on the noodle table with your hands to form a thin cake, then put it directly on the pan, without using a shovel, put your hand on the pie and gently push it, push it out to a position and then put it down, the whole pan can Put seven pies at the same time, and after putting them all in, she turned the pies on the pan with both hands at the same time, very skillfully, like a tea farmer frying tea, the pies were turning back and forth under her hands.Flip over when the pie starts to puff up and bake the other side.The baked side is already very hot, but she still operates it with her hands.

This is a skill that ordinary people cannot do.

A pot of cakes is baked in 5 minutes, and each one is golden and translucent.

His family's pies are delicious, which is not something ordinary people can learn.

I saw that it was just pancakes, but I didn’t see the noodles and stuffing. I guess it also has a lot of technical content, and it is not simply made.

Any old craft that has been handed down has its unique features and is the essence of Chinese cuisine.

Food is among the people.

Watching a middle-aged woman bake a pie gave me a shock.People can make a piece of pie to CCTV, not just by fooling around, there are very high technology and kung fu, as well as persistent efforts.

A woman is not a chef, she is a housewife at home, but she is a real master in front of craftsmanship.

Now I am just a cook who can cook, not even a chef, let alone a master.

Seeing people bake pies, my biggest achievement is that "practice makes perfect, and skill makes perfect." At the same time, what you learn should not be too much or too complicated, and you can't chew too much.

Thinking of what the master told me, it is very good for a chef to cook a dish of his own in a lifetime, and he is a master if he can understand a whole cuisine.

This middle-aged woman is not a chef, but she knows how to bake pies, but she has become famous for baking pies and has become a must in Fuxin.

What about me cooking?

What about the Northeast dishes I cook?
(End of this chapter)