Siheyuan: Starting from the promotion of an engineer

Chapter 416 Serious Judges and Nonsense Judges

Guan Dongqing was eager to make meritorious service, but was careless for a while and made a low-level mistake.

Lost in the first battle, it was too late to regret.

Deputy Factory Manager Li was a little confused, but then a complaining expression appeared on his face.

"Comrade Xiaoguan, is this the bean sprouts you made? Why don't you cook them well? This, this, this is a good dish in itself, and it can compete with the Gali bean sprouts, but you made a low-level mistake. what!"

He was very skillful in throwing the pot away, Guan Dongqing really felt like he had made a mistake and was caught, he lowered his head and said nothing, already regretting that he didn't know what to say.

Ma Hua walked over and smiled slightly: "My master said that this restaurant not only caters to rich people, but also ordinary people, so the custom-made plates are all deep-bottomed, which hold a lot of dishes and are affordable! Next round If you still compare with me, you have to look at the tableware."

The back kitchen already knew the news of Guan Dongqing's defeat.

It's just that I didn't expect the reason for the defeat to be so dramatic.

Lou Xiaoe smiled and said, "Boss, have you already seen that the bean sprouts in the middle are raw?"

Lin Zhen said: "He put so much, and the middle one is so deep, it's no wonder that it can be lit. To make that dish, the bean sprouts must be fluffed up, so that they can all be exposed to the fire, and it's best to use the method of bean sprouts to beat the four doors on the fire." He didn’t have the skills to stir-fry in the middle, so he lit it with a high alcohol head, the alcohol head is not pure alcohol, no matter how it is burned, there will be water left, so the innovative idea of ​​this dish is very good, but the cooking is too poor.”

Lou Xiao'e smiled and said, "This is what you mean by playing bad cards with good cards."

Lin Zhen smiled slightly: "Now that I know the shortcomings, I can improve it in the future and add it to the menu of Bacuilou."

Wang Yuchu pursed his lips, wishing he could slap Guan Dongqing.

But after thinking about it, he was not his own son, so he stopped beating him.

Guan Canghai said angrily: "Idiot, if you make such a low-level mistake, will you be ashamed?"

Guan Dongqing was [-]% remorseful, [-]% resentful and said, "Didn't you two see it too?"

"Hmph! You're still reasonable, shut up and think about it, give me a hand, I'll do the second course!"

Guang Canghai decided to serve the second dish.

Because their son made a low-level mistake carelessly for a while, they really didn't get discouraged because of the defeat for a while. Instead, they held back their energy and wanted to teach Ma Hua, who was a newborn calf.

The second dish is also a very common ingredient, tofu.

The more common the ingredients, the more it can test the true skills of a chef.

Everyone knows how to make ordinary home-cooked dishes, so it is necessary to make a unique taste in order to impress the judges.

Guan Canghai walked to the stove and glanced at the people in the back kitchen.

There are the boss Lin Zhen and his wife, several managers, and more than a dozen chefs, all brought back by MCA from the rolling mill.

In Guan Canghai's eyes, these are not wild ways.

When they see their own court dishes, they have to bow their heads and bow their heads.

With a wide mouth, he said with a sneer: "What I want to cook is palace food: Yushan tofu, now it's a new society, so you have the opportunity to see it, if it was in the Qing Dynasty, hehe! You are not qualified to see it for the rest of your life! "

Lin Zhen laughed and said: "Hurry up and start, don't talk bluntly, my apprentice has already started, and the slow serving of food will also affect the outcome. If you lose, don't say that we deliberately delay your time."

"Hmph! Don't bother to remind, Dongqing, let's start!"

Guan Dongqing took a piece of refined pork belly and immediately began to chop the stuffing, finely chopped and roughly chopped, served with autumn oil, sugar, cooking wine, and thirteen spices.

And Guan Canghai took a large piece of tender tofu.

Cut into round slices the size of duck egg yolk, as thick as bun skin.

Put marble-sized pieces into two slices of tender tofu, and made eighteen in a row.

Then beat the batter with egg white and starch until small bubbles form, then coat the tofu with batter, and deep-fry in [-]% oil to set the shape.

Then raise the oil temperature and fry until the surface is golden. At this time, the tofu has become a golden ball, with hidden things inside. Take it out to control the oil and place it on a plate.

Finally, boil the sugar with clear water, heat the oil and vinegar to adjust the sauce, wait until the three flavors of sweet, sour and fragrant are balanced, thicken it with high heat, and pour it into the tofu that has been placed.

Sprinkle with minced shallots at the end, and a plate of Yushan tofu becomes a dish.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

The chefs in the back kitchen were all dumbfounded and speechless, and all of them stared with wide eyes, for fear of missing a step.

And Guan Canghai is indeed capable, with decades of foundation in every move.

Lou Xiaoe asked when she was young: "Master, how does this one compare with Mahua?"

Lin Zhen said with a smile: "If the Qing Dynasty hadn't perished, his craftsmanship could really be an imperial chef, but he was too rigid and uninnovative. It was worse than Mahua. If Mahua made this dish, at least the egg white batter Add a few more seasonings."

At this time, the tofu made by Mahua was also out of the pan.

What he made this time is still the Jiang Shilang tofu collected by the gourmet in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, Yuan Mei and Yuan Jianzhai, the old man of Suiyuan.

It is the Yuan Mei who wrote "The shepherd boy rides the ox, the song inspires Lin Yue".

It is said that in order to ask Jiang Shilang how to make this tofu, Mr. Yuan, a big foodie, bent his waist three times and made three bows, and Jiang Shilang told him how to do it.

He Daqing, who helped, has already made a soup with dried shrimps, scallops, and dried mushrooms.

Ma Hua peels the old tofu on both sides, cuts into small pieces and dries it, then fry it in lard and sprinkle with salt.

Fry until golden on both sides, then pour in the fresh soup that has been boiled in advance.

After rolling once, pour in a large cup of cooking wine and roll again, then add autumn oil and continue rolling once, finally add sugar and roll for the fourth time.

At this time, the juice has been collected in the pot, and the finely chopped green onions are sprinkled on the pot.

A Jiang Shilang tofu is ready.

MCA and Guan Canghai came out almost at the same time.

The waiter first brought it to the room of the big leader.

Ma Hua, Guan Canghai and reporter Xiao Wu were listening to the results at the door.

The big leader had been waiting impatiently for a long time. Seeing that there were two plates of tofu, he knew both of them. Lin Zhen had cooked both kinds of tofu for him.

Judging from the color alone, it is impossible to tell who made which dish.

But add an entrance, and the big leader will taste it immediately.

"Yushan tofu is delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. One bite, the aftertaste is endless, but the sauce that mixes the three flavors of sour, sweet and fragrant is a little less hot, so it shouldn't be prepared over high heat."

Guan Canghai outside the door immediately became angry when he heard it, thinking, has your leader ever eaten court food?Do you understand that if you make sugar with high heat, it will be messed up?

Just about to refute, Ma Hua stretched out his hand to stop him, and whispered: "Keep the rules and don't speak!"

The big leader continued: "I've eaten a sauce that was prepared quickly over high heat. It tastes a level higher than this one. It's obviously not made over high heat."

No one can reach the level of Lin Zhen's master and apprentice in controlling fire, and neither can Guan Canghai.

Therefore, for the big leaders who have eaten Lin Zhen's imperial tofu, this imperial tofu has been reduced by a few points.

After another sip of Jiang Shilang tofu made by Mahua, the leader showed a smile on his face.

"Fresh, fragrant, crisp, tender, and sweet. The five flavors collide on the tip of the tongue. This is an indescribable delicacy. I can't find any shortcomings. Jiang Shilang Tofu wins!"

Guan Canghai at the door looked disdainful, and when the two dishes were brought to the private room where the old Jintou was, he showed a victorious smile on his face.

Lao Jintou tasted them one by one, but felt troubled.

He tasted that Yushan tofu has reached the level of Yuchu, but Jiang Shilang's tofu is more delicious.

Old Jintou felt that Guan Dongqing lost in the last round, and this time it must be Wang Yuchu himself, and since Jiang Shilang tofu did not stir fry, it is suitable for him, an old man in his 80s.

Thinking of this, Lao Jintou made some pretentious comments, and finally said: "Jiang Shilang Tofu wins!"

Guan Canghai at the door was stunned, he didn't know how the old Jintou would make such an evaluation, he had eaten the imperial meal tofu made by himself.

Under Guan Canghai's disappointed eyes, the two dishes were brought to Deputy Director Li's room.

Deputy Factory Manager Li laughed when he saw it.

I thought that when I came to dinner in the morning, I had already eaten Jiang Shilang tofu made by Ma Hua, and Lin Zhen would not be so stupid as to ask Ma Hua to make it again.

In that case, both himself and Lao Jintou could recognize each other.

Therefore, the Jiang Shilang tofu is made by Yuchu, and the Yushan tofu is made by Ma Hua.

Ma Hua deliberately used the name of imperial food, in order to confuse the public.

hum!I just can't be fooled by you!
Deputy Factory Manager Li didn't even move his chopsticks, and immediately turned on the mouthpiece mode.

"Hmph! This Yushan tofu is hard to eat. It's dark yellow in color. It's a failure. It smells greasy. It's a failure!"

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks and pulled it again.

"Why is there meat stuffing in the tofu? Is this fried dumplings in oil? A failure among failures! Don't try it, I declare that Jiang Shilang's tofu wins!"

As soon as the words were finished, Guan Canghai with red eyes rushed into the room.

He said angrily: "Li Huaide! Have you tasted it and just talked nonsense like this? Ah? Don't you know that my family is an imperial cook? Can Ye Luzi make imperial tofu? You deceived us father and son just for fun?"

(End of this chapter)