Don't pretend, I'm the God of Cooking and I'll showdown!

"This meatball soup is delicious!"

Shen Jiayue took a bite of the meat roll, then scooped up a vegetarian ball with a small spoon and put it into her mouth.

The meatballs are freshly fried, and the outside still has that crispy feeling. After being soaked in the hot and sour soup, it tastes spicy and delicious in the mouth, which is very enjoyable.

I never thought that vegetarian meatball soup can be so delicious.

Lin Xu said:

"I want to eat meatballs and I'll make some for you later. It's almost Chinese New Year, and it's really time to make some meatballs and prepare for the New Year."

Although the New Year is not in the capital this year, the preparations for the New Year still need to be prepared.

The day you prepare it early, you can eat it earlier.

As soon as Shen Jiayue heard that the New Year's goods were being prepared, she began to order:

"Then why don't you make some Laba garlic, that kind of green garlic, it's very enjoyable to eat with dumplings."

"Okay, I'll start when I'm done."

Lin Xu is no stranger to Laba garlic. In the past, Chen Meijuan would make some before the Spring Festival every year. Not only garlic, but also sliced ​​cabbage were specially placed in it.

The sour and crisp taste and taste are really a perfect match with dumplings.

While eating, Chen Yan and Ren Jie came upstairs.

"Hurry up, serve us soup, my stomach is so hungry."

Chen Yan took a bite of a fluffy and crispy fritters from the basket, and felt that the fritters were fried better than the ones at the breakfast stand. Once he ate them, his appetite was instantly whetted.

Che Zai went to the kitchen, filled two bowls of meatball soup in a large bowl, and said with a smile:

"This is made by Master Ma. He said it is a delicacy from the Central Plains. It tastes hot and sour, and it is indeed similar to the soup in the water banquet."

Hot and sour taste is the original taste of many places in the Central Plains. The sour aroma of vinegar combined with the pungentness of pepper forms the most cherished hometown flavor of the Central Plains people.

All kinds of delicacies in the Central Plains, such as water mat, tripe soup, Hu spicy soup, beef soup, meatball soup, canned dumplings and other delicacies, all use hot and sour as the base flavor.

Lin Xu took a sip of the soup:
"In the past, there were many disasters and disasters in the Central Plains. The people were poor and had poor food. They all depended on vinegar and pepper to sweat and improve the taste. This also led to the eating habits of the Central Plains with a combination of meals."

In other regions, meals and soup are generally separated, but many dishes in the Central Plains are a combination of vegetables, rice and soup, and the most typical representative is stewed noodles.

Jie Ren said:

"This spring, Team Sui and I went to Luocheng, Central Plains for business, and saw that the whole street over there was filled with all kinds of beef soup, which was very satisfying to eat with the staple food."

Ma Zhiqiang took a small basket of staple foods such as deep-fried dough sticks and meat rolls, and responded:
"There are indeed a lot of beef soup in Los Angeles. Every household looks the same, but the ingredients and main ingredients are different. They are all their secrets... One of my buddies is from Los Angeles, he said Drinking beef soup locally, it is difficult to drink two exactly the same, more or less there will be some differences."

Shen Jiayue was curious and asked Lin Xu in a low voice:
"I know everything else, but what are the canned dumplings you're talking about?"

Lin Xu broke the fried dough sticks in his hand and soaked them in the soup, and said while eating:

"It is a delicacy that combines dumplings in sour soup and meatball soup. Compared with the soup we are drinking now, there are more dumplings in it."

Shen Jiayue took a piece of soaked fried dough stick from Lin Xu's bowl with chopsticks, tasted it, and then soaked the fried dough stick in her hand into the bowl.

In order to make the taste better, she also specially poured some chili oil into the bowl.

In this way, while eating, listen to everyone discussing the cuisine of the Central Plains.

Although Chen Yan has traveled far and wide to many places, she doesn't know much about the Central Plains. Hearing everyone's discussion this time, she is as curious as Shen Jiayue and wants to try it.

Lin Xu said:

"After attending Qi Siming's teacher apprentice banquet at noon today, I will settle the account registration when the account book arrives. In the following time, I will try to cook as much Chinese New Year food as possible, so that you can experience the customs of the Chinese New Year in the Central Plains."

Lin Kee will not have a holiday this year, so we have to try our best to let everyone eat and drink well.

However, although there are no holidays, there will be days off, so that employees can go home in batches.

Dou Wenjing and Shu Yun are already making arrangements for this matter. Although it seems simple, they have to communicate with the staff in advance.

For example, Wei Gan, this year he plans to go to Song Tiantian's house for the New Year. One of them is the front desk manager and the other is the head chef.

We can't let the management team go home together for the New Year, leaving a group of employees to work here.

After the meal, Chen Yan packed some food and drink, and went to Lao Suntou's house with Ren Jie, while Lin Xu brought out the rice milk that had been steamed in the steamer for nearly half an hour.

At this time, the rice milk has been completely steamed and turned translucent, and a strong rice fragrance can be smelled from a long distance.

Came to the small kitchen, wiped the workbench clean, and then poured some peanut oil on it.

Then buckle up the steaming plate and pour out the rice milk that has formed a ball inside.

The steamed rice milk is very hot, the temperature is very high, and compared to glutinous rice, it is very hard. Lin Xu tried to knead it in the way of kneading dough, but he didn't knead it in a daze.

"It's so hard, it's much worse than glutinous rice."

Lin Xu tried to knead again, but the rice balls were still very hard and he couldn't knead them.

Niu Chuang didn't believe it, so he leaned over and tried it. He was strong enough to knead it and deform it, and the rice ball split immediately.

"This method doesn't work, we have to change our thinking."

Lin Xu tapped the rice balls a few times with a rolling pin, and this time it was better, but just like Niu Chuang forcibly crushing them with a rolling pin, the rice balls would still crack.

It doesn't have the stickiness of glutinous rice, so it's really not easy to handle.

And yesterday, in order to make the effect better, when Lin Xu soaked the rice, he deliberately replaced it with pulp rice used for food processing in southern Yunnan.

The so-called pulp rice is rice with a relatively high pulp yield.

If this kind of rice is eaten directly, the taste will be very hard, but it is better than ordinary rice when used to process bait shreds, rice noodles, rice cakes and other foods.

Rice with a high pulp yield will produce more food, so everyone welcomes it.

But now, he has tasted the bitterness of using raw ingredients. This kind of rice is inherently hard, and the way of grinding it first and then steaming it will make it harder.

So at the moment there is a feeling of nowhere to start.

Shen Jiayue made a small ball by herself, took the iron mace that she bought earlier to make Chaoshan beef balls, and smashed it on the bamboo chopping board next to it, unexpectedly the effect was good.

The rice ball, which was originally hard, was deformed by the iron mace, and it gradually became a dough sheet from the original ball.

Lin Xu looked at this operation and felt that he could follow this line of thought.

He folded the rice ball that Shen Jiayue had smashed, and let the girl continue smashing it, and found that the rice ball was gradually softening, and at the same time, it had better ductility and flexibility.

"The freshly steamed rice balls are disordered, so they are relatively hard. As long as the rice balls are smashed or squeezed into an orderly state, they will be much softer."

Niu Chuang also discovered this way, opened his mouth and said:
"If it can be rolled twice, it is estimated that using a rolling pin will save a lot of trouble."

crush?

Lin Xu glanced at the small iron mace in Shen Baobao's hand. Although this thing is effective when smashed, it is too small after all, and there is only one pair.

After smashing the dough bit by bit, it will probably be noon.

You have to find a way to quickly crush the rice balls.

He thought about it seriously, and the last time his senior made bamboo noodles suddenly flashed into his mind.

Eh?
This method is not bad.

The bamboo noodles are made of large moso bamboo, which is relatively large, and it is supported by the weight of the human body, so it has a lot of force to press down. It may really work if it is rolled twice.

There are also Zhusheng noodles in the equipment store, and they are all played by Shen Jiayue.

Lin Xu put a stainless steel bracket next to the workbench, inserted a section of large moso bamboo with a thick bowl mouth, and then rubbed some peanut oil on the moso bamboo to prevent sticking.

Then put all the steamed rice balls under the moso bamboo and start rolling them.

In order to prevent accidents, he specially exchanged for the excellent technique of Zhusheng noodles.

The surface is secondary, the main thing is to get the technique of rolling moso bamboo.

After the exchange was successful, he rubbed a bench and started rolling. He straddled the moso bamboo with his thigh and stepped on the bench with the other leg. First, he stepped hard on the bench to give his body an upward force, and then he used his own gravity Press the moso bamboo and grind it on the rice balls.

A groove was immediately pressed on the rice ball.

"Hey, sure enough!"

Niu Chuang let out an exclamation. He originally thought that he would go to the pastry department to bring the small noodle press for emergency use, but he didn’t expect it to be useless at all, so he directly rolled it with the technique of bamboo noodles, and the rice balls immediately became docile. Post up.

Lin Xu didn't expect the effect to be so good, he said with a smile:

"This way of using magic to attack magic really works, so go ahead and crush the rice balls while it's hot. Then roll them into dough pieces with a rolling pin."

He jumped again, and continued to crush along the protrusion on the side of the groove.

In this way, the rice balls, which were helpless at first, became docile at this time. Under the rolling of moso bamboo, they were quickly flattened into thick slices like mille-feuille cakes.

Lin Xu stopped, folded it a few times, and continued to roll it with moso bamboo.

These rice balls are hard at first, but as their stickiness is activated, they gradually become softer, and at the end, they are almost as hard as dough for sliced ​​noodles.

"I think it's almost done. Boss, take a break. I'll try it with a rolling pin."

Niu Chuang tidied up the pressed rice balls, and then tried to roll them a few times with a rolling pin. Although they were still a bit hard, they were much better than before, at least they could be rolled out.

And at this time, Shen Jiayue, who was next to her, had completely smashed the piece she smashed, and even smashed the sticky and soft texture of glutinous rice balls.

"It's so tiring, but smashing this thing is quite enjoyable. It feels like exercising...Xu Bao, next time you get some beef, let me smash it. Let me show you how powerful the delayed god-level cook is." .”

Lin Xu pinched the girl's face, and then arranged the rice balls that she smashed too much into a long strip of noodles that resembled a whetstone.

After sorting it out, he said to her:

"After it cools completely and hardens, it becomes the famous bait block in southern Yunnan. It can be cut into shreds, sliced ​​into slices and roasted, or cut into diamond-shaped slices and cooked like fried noodles."

Baitsi and bait cubes are the most important staple food in southern Yunnan. There are many ways to eat them. Any family can make this staple food into a table of delicious dishes.

Shen Jiayue said with a smile:
"What others can do, we can definitely do too. In the afternoon, we will notify Mrs. Huang and ask her to eat the bait."

Hehe, it's made by hand, using the technique of bamboo noodles, just think about how delicious this shredded bait is.

Niu Chuang rolled out the noodles, then cut the cooked rice flour slices with a kitchen knife, and hung them on the rack for drying noodles. This was done to let the noodles dry as soon as possible.

When the noodles are completely dry and hard again, they can be stacked and cut into shreds with a kitchen knife.

The local bait silk processing workshops in southern Yunnan basically follow this method, but they use a complete set of noodle presses and grinders for the rolling steps, instead of manual operations like Lin Xu.

Half an hour later, the water had dried up. Lin Xu stacked these rice flour slices on the chopping board from the shelf, rolled them up again, and then slowly cut them off with a kitchen knife.

These thin threads similar to lasagna are the legendary bait threads.

"Hmm... The bait silk doesn't look as good as the rice noodles. The rice noodles are slippery, but the bait silk looks gray and not shiny."

Lin Xu said:

"Rice noodles are boiled with raw pulp. They are formed first and then cooked, so they look smoother. However, the bait silk is steamed and then processed. Naturally, the appearance is not as good as raw pulp."

There are many ingredients that can be made from raw rice milk, such as rice noodles, rice rolls, and rice skins, which are widely used. You can study them in detail in the future when you are not busy.

Lin Xu put the cut bait into a bag, sealed it and put it in the cold storage:

"In the afternoon, I'll make some bait and taste the difference between rice noodles and bait."

Shen Jiayue asked:
"Can you make some bridge rice noodles?"

"Guoqiao rice noodles need old chicken soup. The kind with a thick layer of fat floating on it is more troublesome, and it tastes just like that. If you really want to eat it, you can make it later when you are not busy."

Crossing the bridge rice noodles is not difficult. It is nothing more than cooking rice noodles in chicken soup full of fat. When eating, you have to take the rice noodles out of the casserole and blow them before eating, otherwise it will burn your mouth easily.

The original crossing the bridge means crossing a bridge, and the rice noodles in the casserole are still hot, but when crossing the bridge rice noodles became popular, the way of eating became cumbersome, and there were various rules.

Think about the bridge rice noodle shops that used to be all over the streets and alleys, but now it is very rare to see, it has to make people sigh, the outdated Internet celebrity food is not as good as a dog.

"Then I'll wait and eat!"

Shen Jiayue cleaned the pair of iron maces and put them away. Seeing this, Lin Xu said to her:

"Buy two more pairs of large ones. Later, let's make some Chaoshan beef balls in the store, and see if there are any that are said to be better than table tennis."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy it now...By the way, Xu Bao, do you need to bring a gift for Qi Siming's apprenticeship today? Didn't you say that you can't empty your hands on this occasion?"

Lin Xu said:

"My brother is ready, don't worry about it."

For two young people in their early twenties, participating in this kind of occasion with a strong sense of traditional ceremony is somewhat nervous.

If something goes wrong, it is not Lin Xu who will be laughed at, but Master Gao.

So be careful not to make a joke.

"Today's apprenticeship is just a pretext. In fact, the focus is on He Jiashun's clean-up. By the way, Qi Zhentao's master's inheritance will be smoothed out. The surnamed Meng will be taken down by the roots."

Although the culinary circle is not as difficult as the crosstalk circle, it is still a very important reference target when competing for high-end cooking techniques.

A chef with a famous teacher is naturally half a head taller than a chef without a teacher.

So many chefs are obviously good at craftsmanship, but they want to learn from their masters because they want to go further through the relationship between the masters.

In a society of human relationships, a word from a teacher may be more effective than writing a hundred-page resume.

Lin Xu didn't have any troubles in this regard, because he directly worshiped the No.1 teacher in the world, which is equivalent to walking to Rome in one step, and no one would talk about his teacher's succession.

And the reason why he can eat well in both Diaoyutai and Yanjing restaurants is that apart from his own cooking skills, he is also honored by his master.

It is so important to have a good master.

Now, Qi Siming is also ready to apprentice, and Qiu Zhenhua, who is also the top three in Diaoyutai's comprehensive strength, makes Qi Zhentao very happy.

Because the size of his master's family is somewhat inferior to that of the Qiu family in Huaiyang cuisine.

What's more, Mr. Qiu is also the chairman of the Chinese Cuisine Association, with all the strength and prestige, and he will never do such a shitty thing like the Meng family.

It's still a bit early for the teacher apprentice banquet, Lin Xu tidied up the small kitchen, and planned to pickle the Laba garlic that Shen Jiayue was thinking of. If he had to hurry, he might be able to eat it tomorrow.

When doing it, I will record a video by the way, and find something to do for netizens who are about to go home from vacation.

Laba garlic made by yourself will definitely taste different.

He and Shen Jiayue started to set up the shooting equipment in the small kitchen, and at the same time asked the back kitchen to prepare a basket of peeled garlic.

When the young couple was busy with work, the old grandson's house was a different scene.

The old grandson took a sip of the packaged meatball soup, and chatted with the young couple for a while, and when he was full, he took Ren Jie to the study.

After closing the door, Old Sun took a stack of photos and handed them to Ren Jie:
"do you know it?"

Ren Jie saw in the photo that he was a man in his fifties, with a straight body, wearing a leather jacket, with the unique temperament of a Beijing alley slipper.

"Cao Liu, people in the circle call him Liu Ye. He grew up in a hutong. It is said that he is very popular near Dongzhimen. He has connections in both black and white. I have seen his files when I was in Haidian in the past, but Dongzhimen is not owned by Haidian. So I didn't pay much attention... What's the matter, Uncle Sun? What you said about doing private work...are you doing things for him?"

Ren Jie suppressed his smile, and it was no problem for him to run from the first floor to the fiftieth floor with a gas tank on his shoulders, but let him deal with people who are obviously suspected of crimes.

He can't.

The education he received from his childhood tutoring and the military camp and police academy did not allow him to do so.

The old grandson smiled:

"This matter is a private job for me, and it's a make-up lesson for you. How about we arrest this grandson today?"

Catch Cao Liu?
Ren Jie's brain didn't turn around for a while.

He opened his mouth:
"Do we...have evidence?"

"Yes, I took these photos secretly yesterday. A few days ago, girl Yan, girl Yue and Xiao Lin hired a fish farmer in a village. Do you know about it?"

"I know, Yanyan told me that I planned to go play with the owner of the fish pond today."

The old grandson said:
"Cao Liu set up an underground casino in that village. I plan to take you to that village to follow and teach you some relatively super-class knowledge... Are you interested, boy Ren?"

Ren Jie: "!!!!!!!!!"

Only a fool would refuse this kind of opportunity to be tutored one-on-one by the industry's top bosses.

He rubbed his hands excitedly:
"Yes, yes, I'm so interested... just tell me what I should do!"

The two muttered for a while, then walked out of the study, took the fishing bag, and pretended to leave the house, as if they were going to go fishing.

When Aunt Sun saw it, she was going to play mahjong with her old neighbors.

Back in the car, Chen Yan got into the passenger seat and asked with a smile:

"Uncle Sun, what kind of private work are you talking about? Hurry up, I can't help but want to see it."

The old grandson sat on the back seat and said calmly:

"Yan girl, this trip is a little dangerous, are you sure you want to follow?"

Although the special police corps had been greeted in advance, and the criminal investigation corps had prepared an emergency plan, but it was somewhat dangerous to take a girl to this kind of arrest scene.

Chen Yan didn't care:
"Of course I'm going, I'm still waiting to learn more... Uncle Sun, what are you guys doing so mysteriously?"

Lao Suntou thought about his and Ren Jie's skills, and it should be no problem to protect Yan girl.

And today, there is a high probability that they are just stepping on the spot, confirming the location of the casino and Cao Liu's arrangements. The chances of arresting people are not very high, so he said with a smile:

"We're going to help Old Shang vent his anger and investigate the crimes in that village by the way. Are you really going?"

Chen Yan: "!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Hahaha, the long-awaited joint solution to the case is here!
"Go, Uncle Shang's business is my business, I have long wanted to help him out!"

Hmph, from today onwards, we should add a prefix to Chen Yan's name:
"Famous detective Chen Yan!"

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Sorry guys, it's late.I have a bad cold, feel dizzy, and have a sore throat, but the antigen test is negative, so it may be just a common cold.This chapter is 5700 words, remember to keep the monthly pass until the end of the month, brothers!