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Chapter 777 Yin Zhou's Delicious Snack——Blood Cake!Dundun: Please continue your praise! 【Subscribe】

"Xu Bao, you got up so early?"

At four o'clock in the morning, Shen Jiayue poked her head out of the bed with sleepy eyes and saw Lin Xu getting dressed, so she couldn't help asking.

"I have to go to the Ginkgo Garden to prepare the roast pig and other dishes for lunch. You can continue to sleep."

"You can't sleep if you don't hug me~"

As soon as Shen Jiayue finished speaking, she yawned big.

Lin Xu bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek:
"Sleep a little longer, baby..."

Just as he was talking, he saw the good baby's eyelids drooping slowly, and her breathing became calmer. Obviously, she fell asleep again.

Lin Xu went to the bathroom to wash up, then quietly opened the door and went out.

As soon as he reached the stairs, the door of the secondary master bedroom was pushed open, and his mother, Chen Meijuan, got up as well.

"Mom, why are you up so early?"

"Yueyue said yesterday that she wanted to eat ice cream from our hometown, and I'm going to make some."

Snow... ice cream?
Lin Xu patted his head, and then remembered that he was talking about blood cake, a classic Yinzhou snack. This delicacy, together with skin dregs and powder rice, is called the three treasures of Yinzhou.

In the past famine years, these three kinds of snacks have helped countless people tide over the difficulties.

The so-called blood cake refers to pig blood mixed with buckwheat noodles and steamed in a pot, steamed until it becomes a paste, let it cool down, then sliced ​​and fried in a pot, and poured with garlic juice while it is hot, it is very enjoyable and delicious to eat.

This delicacy not only changes the unpalatable taste of soba noodles, but also uses pig blood to supplement nutrition.

Today, even though material conditions have improved rapidly and no one is hungry, this delicacy is still very popular among the people of Yinzhou.

But fresh pig blood is needed to make ice cream, Lin Xu looked at his mother and asked:

"Is there any pig blood in the house?"

"No, but Boss Huang said that someone would give some away this morning. Your dad and I are going to go downstairs and wait at the gate of the community. They are very busy, so we can't let them wait for us."

Just as he was talking, Lin Hongqi came out of the auxiliary master bedroom, arranging his coat while walking.

The family of three went downstairs, Chen Meijuan and Lin Hongqi went to wait for the pig blood, while Lin Xu came to the parking lot on the first floor, drove away from the community, and went straight to the ginkgo garden.

At this time, the ginkgo garden was brightly lit, and Zhuang Yizhou asked the yawning Hao Qingfeng:

"Did Director Hao not get up so early? For chefs, the morning shift basically wakes up at this hour. This line of work is very hard, so more and more people are unwilling to be chefs."

After dinner last night, Hao Qingfeng worried that he would not be able to make it to the ginkgo garden this morning, so he simply stayed in the staff dormitory.

In the evening, Zhuang Yizhou also helped to adjust the camera and radio equipment during the live broadcast, so the two of them are relatively close.

"I really didn't expect the culinary industry to be so hard. When I finish the business at hand, I plan to apply to Mr. Chen to take pictures of the hard work of the culinary practitioners, so that everyone can get a new understanding of this industry."

His proposal was endorsed by several nearby chefs:
"Great, finally someone pays attention to the hard work of our catering employees. When will the director start filming and talk, we can have a friendly appearance."

When Lin Xu drove over, Lao Huang also brought over a big fat pig and two sheep that had just been slaughtered.

"It's just been slaughtered and it's still warming up. Brother Lin, talk about what's missing. I'll deliver the goods first, and I'll come over to help when I'm done."

Lao Huang's whole family came to eat today, so he had to finish his morning work quickly so that he could eat with peace of mind.

Of course, it would be even better if I met a few more high-end people during the dinner and expanded the business of some high-end ingredients.

Lin Xu and several helpers carried the pig on the clean workbench, and said to Lao Huang:

"There should be no shortage of ingredients. You can go to work, Boss Huang. Remember to have breakfast if you have time."

Normally speaking, this morning I would also eat a big pot of vegetables, but the Ginkgo Garden is some distance away from the urban area, so it is estimated that not many people came over to eat.

Lao Huang waved his hand:

"I won't eat breakfast, I'll save my stomach for lunch."

After he drove away, Lin Xu took a sharp knife and began to debone the whole pig in preparation for roasting the pig.

Skull, neck bone, spine, fan bone... These bones and the surrounding meat have to be removed, so that the whole pig becomes a giant piece of meat with uniform thickness.

Except for ribs and leg bones, almost no other bones are needed.

After the bones are removed, they are marinated with marinade and sugar.

This pig is fatter and the meat is thicker, so it needs to be marinated for a longer time to prevent the meat from becoming unappetizing.

The removed meat is directly put into the pot to boil the big bone broth.

These soups can be eaten directly, or you can save them for cooking at noon.

When cooking dishes, as long as the part of adding water is changed to adding bone broth, the aroma and taste of the dishes will jump to a higher level.

On the other side, at the gate of the community near the North Fourth Ring Road, Chen Meijuan and Lin Hongqi got pig blood.

A whole small bucket of pig's blood, steaming, looks a bit weird in this cold morning, but for those who like to eat pig's blood, it is supremely delicious.

The couple went home with them, brought a larger basin, put a large airtight leak on top of the basin, poured the pig's blood into it and filtered it.

After filtering twice to make sure there are no impurities such as pig hair, pour in the prepared buckwheat noodles, add a little salt, pepper, pepper powder and other seasonings, and stir the buckwheat noodles and pig blood into a paste.

"I didn't think the blood cake was so delicious in the past, but if I don't eat it for a while, I get hungry..."

Lin Hongqi sighed with emotion, and stirred in the basin with a long-handled spoon.

Chen Meijuan looked at the blood in the basin, and added some buckwheat noodles:

"I didn't think it was very delicious, and I still eat it every time... Today, I have pig blood, make more, and put it in the refrigerator later. Xiaoxu and Yueyue can eat it if they want, it is very convenient."

While busy with work, Shen Guofu and his wife also went downstairs.

The in-laws were here, and the couple didn't bother to go back and lived here all the time.

Seeing movement in the kitchen, Old Shen leaned over, saw the pig's blood in the basin, and asked curiously:

"What is this for?"

"I'm making blood cake, the most famous snack in Yinzhou."

"Hey, is there such a delicacy? I have to try it later."

Seeing that her in-laws had already woken up, Han Shuzhen turned and went upstairs to call her daughter up.

In the kitchen, stir the blood paste evenly, pour it into the steaming plate with a spoon, smooth it, and press it with a rolling pin to prevent gaps in the middle.

Everything is ready, put it in the steamer and start steaming.

Twenty minutes later, the blood cake was steamed, and Chen Meijuan carried it to the rooftop to dry.

At this moment, the sky was bright, and Shen Jiayue was doing aerobics with her mother on the rooftop. When she saw the steamed blood cake, she immediately came over and asked:

"Mom, can this be eaten directly?"

Chen Meijuan smiled and said:

"It tastes average when eaten directly. It tastes better when sliced ​​and fried later. It's a bit similar to the fried enema in Beijing and the local fried blood sausage in Yinzhou."

The fried blood cake tastes burnt, with the unique smoothness of pig blood, and the unique chewiness of buckwheat noodles, which increases the feeling of fullness. After eating a fried blood cake, you will not feel hungry for a long time.

Lin Hongqi took a garden scissors and moved the vegetable seedlings, and reminded Shen Jiayue with a smile:
"Don't eat too much blood cake, buckwheat noodles are hard to digest, and if you eat too much, you won't be able to eat at noon."

Difficult to digest?
Shen Jiayue keenly grasped the core, and thought of the soba noodles that are often found in fat-reducing meals. If you eat blood cakes, isn't it the same as eating soba noodles?

In this case, it is equivalent to eating a fat-reducing meal.

Haha, I finally found a way to lose weight. From now on, I can just eat two slices of blood cake with each meal. Anyway, digestion is slow and I feel full. As long as I persist, my body fat rate will definitely drop.

Thinking of this, she took the mobile phone on the outdoor coffee table and sent a message in the group:

"I found a fat-reducing meal, and those who want to lose weight will deduct 1!"

A string of numbers 1 floated across the group of good sisters, and even the new bride, Chen Yan, followed suit:
"Yueyue, what can I eat to lose fat? Tell me quickly. I have gained a full four catties since I was pregnant. If this continues, when the child is born, I will not be able to see the beautiful and slender me again." ..."

A series of contemptuous expressions suddenly floated in the group.

Shen Jiayue asked curiously:

"Shouldn't you be putting on makeup right now?"

"It's just putting on makeup, but it doesn't prevent me from playing with my phone... Tell me what is delicious, or I will bully your son!"

Chen Yan's threat made Shen Jiayue curl her lips, what's the point of catching my weakness?After a while, you will also have weaknesses, hehe, let's see how I will retaliate then!

She took a picture of the blood cake hanging next to her with her mobile phone:
"Dengdengdengdeng, this is the famous snack blood cake in Yinzhou. It is made of pig's blood and buckwheat noodles. It is rich in nutrition and has a strong sense of satiety. There are various ways to eat it..."

Shen Jiayue actually knows how to fry and eat.

But for the sake of embarrassment, she also made up several ways to eat it.

Such as shabu-shabu, such as charcoal grilling, such as dry frying, Chen Yuanyuan was surprised:
"There are so many ways to eat blood cake? I am indeed a fake Yinzhou native."

She had just tried on the bridesmaid dresses at Chen Yan's house and was about to have breakfast when Zeng Xiaoqi, who was also wearing bridesmaid dresses, came over and said:

"I'm both the MC and the bridesmaid today, do I have to get double the red envelopes?"

Chen Yan waved her hand and said:
"Double double, just to set off my figure so well for you, I will give you an extra big red envelope."

Zeng Xiaoqi: "..."

It's okay for you to mock me, after all we are good girlfriends, but what you're mocking now is the wedding master of ceremonies, hehe... I'll tell you with practical actions later, there is no good end to offending the master of ceremonies!

Over at the Ginkgo Garden, breakfast is ready.

Lin Xu was holding a big bowl of bone soup, soaked in pancakes and bone meat, and sprinkled some chives and coriander, and was eating big mouthfuls at the moment.

The meat is very fragrant, the soup is very thick, and it tastes very delicious.

Dai Jianli, who just arrived, took a sip of the big bone soup with a bowl in his hand:

"I have eaten delicious food countless times since I was a child. In my opinion, only this kind of big pot rice is the most delicious. It is a pity that Lao Yuan has a reception task and can't come today, otherwise he should really let him taste this big bone. The sauce and big bones are inferior."

Lin Xu smiled and said:

"This is actually the way of the Northeast, but the sauce is not added."

The deliciousness of this kind of big bones is not due to the skillful cooking techniques, but the main reason is that the pork is fresh enough, even if it is boiled in clean water, the taste is still extremely delicious.

After breakfast, everyone continued to work.

Sister Weiwei drove to the ginkgo garden with a big travel bag on her body.

She came to the ticket office first, saw two girls on duty here, and asked curiously:

"How many people are there in your ticket office?"

"Six, the others haven't come yet..."

Before she could say anything, sister Weiwei handed over six red envelopes:

"Today my boss is getting married, please drink tea."

After speaking, she left the ticket office with her travel bag on her shoulders, walked into the gate of the park, and began to distribute red envelopes to all the staff in the scenic spot like a fairy who spread money.

The two girls at the ticket office opened the red envelopes and found ten hundred-yuan bills inside. They were so excited that they sent messages to their colleagues, urging them to come and get the red envelopes.

"Ah, ah, Mr. Chen is too generous, I really hope that she will be a bride every day..."

"Bah, bah, what nonsense, Mr. Chen and Officer Ren are a beautiful couple. I hope their children's full moon wine will also be held here."

"Yeah, I think people like Mr. Chen should have more children and have more full moon wine!"

From yesterday afternoon to today, the park is closed for business.

It is impossible to say that the employees have no objections in doing this at the juncture of the May Day holiday. After all, their income is linked to the turnover of the scenic spot.

Without turnover, commissions and bonuses will naturally decrease.

But now with the red envelope sent by Chen Yan, the unhappiness in my heart disappeared immediately, because even if the business is normal, everyone's daily business commission and bonus are at most two to three hundred.

It can't be compared with the current big red envelopes.

The staff in the park are very excited, and this big red envelope is really a surprise.

But when it was sent to the kitchen, the amount of the red envelope was even bigger, and the voices of praise for Mr. Chen were endless.

Dai Jianli said:
"I feel that this wedding cost a lot of money."

Xie Baomin had just arrived, and he was currently gnawing on a fan bone:

"You can't think like this. If there are so many people holding a wedding in Diaoyutai, how much do you think it will cost? Calculated in this way, it is actually economical, and there is no middleman to make the difference. Everyone who participates in the wedding has a big red envelope. Everyone is very happy." Happy, the bride and groom didn't spend too much money, it's the best of both worlds."

Marriage is a happy event, if everyone involved in the wedding has a cold face, it would be a disappointment.

It's still so good, give out the red envelopes in advance, everyone will finish the wedding lively, even if you think about it later, you will feel very happy.

After the excitement of the chefs was over, Xie Baomin began to assign tasks.

"Old Dai, I'll leave the crispy duck to you."

"OK, no problem."

"Junior Brother, you are in charge of Hundred Flowers Chicken, Roasted Pig and Roasted Whole Lamb."

"Ok."

"Master Zhuang is good at Jiangsu cuisine, so let's take care of the sweet and sour spare ribs."

"Alright, thank you, Chef."

"..."

As an executive chef, Xie Baomin quickly arranged the post-cooking work for the wedding banquet properly, and when arranging, he also allocated according to the dishes everyone is good at, it was not random.

Zhuang Yizhou watched Lao Xie arrange the back kitchen work in an orderly manner while talking and laughing, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice:

"To be a chef, you have to work hard to become an executive chef, otherwise you will be just a cooking chef for the rest of your life."

Hao Qingfeng, who was busy next to him, said with a smile:

"When I watched "Underworld" back then, I heard similar lines... Do you have to be a chef to be an executive chef? How about being good at management alone?"

"That can't be done. You must understand this line of work, and even be very proficient, so that you can manage it. If you don't understand cooking and manage it blindly, the kitchen will be messed up."

Executive chef is a post that pays equal attention to management and technology. Some chefs are obviously very skilled, but because they can't manage well, they can't be qualified for this job. The typical representative is Qi Zhentao.

Those who don't have technology and only focus on management can just look at those big restaurants that have closed down.

For all poorly managed restaurants, once the performance declines, it will always be the master chef who pulls out the banner to sacrifice. This is the reason why the management posts do not understand technology.

Hao Qingfeng listened carefully, feeling more and more necessary to make a documentary about the cooking industry.

Because too many people don’t understand this industry, and they don’t know about the various positions. They only know that they will be apprentices at the beginning, then help cooks after a period of time, and finally become chefs at the stove. But the relationship between these positions and the logic of promotion , but few people can explain clearly.

At ten o'clock in the morning, when the bride was about to marry, Lin Xu found an opportunity to put the mixed grain batter, crackers, eggs and other pancake ingredients into the equipment covered by the red cloth.

He was in a hurry when putting it on, so he didn't look carefully. He always felt that the pancake oven was different from when he taught Ren Jie yesterday.

However, thinking that Ren Jie might have found a spare furnace, he didn't take it to heart.

Not long after he returned to the kitchen, Qi Siming also put a piece of dough into the "surprise device" opposite.

When I played it, there were still some murmurs:
"I've made it clear to Mr. Chen that a small stall that cooks noodles and wontons is enough. Why did she find a pancake oven? Could it be that the one opposite is the noodle oven?"

He wanted to change to the opposite side, but at this moment the bride's float had arrived, and two satin-like Akhaltekin horses pulled a medieval white carriage and slowly walked into the gate of the park.

In the car, Chen Yan in a white wedding dress and Ren Jie in a police uniform sat together, enjoying everyone's cheers and blessings.

Behind the two of them, Dundun was wearing a red bow tie and squatting on the backrest, his little ears fluttering from time to time, both feeling novelty and excited.

My aunt and uncle are finally getting married, and the marriage arranged by meow is finally not broken.

"Yanyan..."

Ren Jie turned his face away and leaned into Chen Yan's ear, about to say a few words of love, when Chen Yan suddenly turned his face away, threateningly:

"No eavesdropping!"

Dundun immediately raised his paw and licked it twice, his eyes were full of disdain.

Cut, I am not interested in listening to these things.

But even so, the little guy still pricked up his ears and listened carefully...

"Yanyan, meeting you is really a blessing from the heavens. I have been thinking about how many old grandmas I helped cross the road in my previous life to have this kind of blessing."

Dundun's tail shook slightly, and my uncle said a few more words if he could speak. I will take it as your compliment to me!

Chen Yan gently shook Ren Jie's hand:
"Before I met you, I was always complaining about myself. I always felt abandoned by the whole world. All my relatives and friends urged me to find someone. My cousin also threw tons and tons of dog food. Now I can finally pay it back... If it is really true that we two meet God's arrangement, then I want to ask him, why did you go early? Why can't you arrange it earlier?"

Dundun:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
You have arranged a marriage for you with good intentions, but you still complain?
Women are indeed creatures with strange brain circuits...

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