Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 294 Crispy Roasted Pork Belly (V)

Hearing Wen Mingtang's words, Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu fell silent, subconsciously looking at Wen Mingtang.

Thinking of Wen Mingtang and A Bingtong who are chopping vegetables and meat behind the countertop every day, a sense of inexplicable weirdness arises spontaneously.

Master Wen's words are really reasonable, but it's too honest to say it from her own mouth!

Just thinking like this, Lin Fei, who was flipping through the file, said: "There are also scribes like Wu Bucai who should understand the direction of human bones, and those doctors who help people see a doctor and treat stomach problems."

Although what happened in recent days is a bit messy, it is not impossible to really get involved.

Facing Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, whose faces suddenly changed after hearing this, Lin Fei shook his head, and said again: "I just said casually, the two things may not be related. Compared with the stomach trouble, we should first solve the problem with the one in the market. The corpse whose identity cannot be determined is the key!"

The two nodded and were about to talk, when Wen Mingtang who was sitting on the side suddenly got up, walked to the "oven" on the table, looked at the situation in the "oven" through the hole for a moment, and seemed to feel that it was almost the same. Yes, Wen Mingtang opened the "oven" through a thick cloth.

The crispy pork belly that was originally "locked" in the "oven" and could only emit a little fragrance from the hole was already attractive enough. Now, as Wen Mingtang opened the "door" of the "oven", that was The aroma "locked" in the oven exploded, flooding the entire public kitchen like a tide.

Pork pork belly combines the aroma of the special grilled pork belly sauce. After several hours of marinating and nearly an hour of complicated roasting, it has been raised to the extreme.

The moment the door of the "oven" was opened, all the scents that had been locked for a long time rushed out, rushing forward with unstoppable momentum, "beating" people to pieces.

Liu Yuan didn't even have any resistance, and was defeated on the spot. While sniffing the tempting fragrance from time to time, pressing the tip of his tongue down to resist the saliva that kept gushing out, he exclaimed: "Master Wen...Master Wen...quick... quick……"

Look at this excited look who can't even speak well... The slightly more polite Bai Zhu glanced at Liu Yuan and shook his head. Although he was much more reserved than Liu Yuan, his throat moved and he swallowed. Drooling, he praised Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen's crispy pork belly is really good. The pork belly that took so much effort made me lose the battle as soon as it showed up."

Although the crispy pork belly is really worthy of praise, but at this time, Bai Zhu only praised this sentence, his eyes fell on the piece of crispy pork belly involuntarily, and he said " Reserved" asked: "This crispy pork belly meat should be eaten while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Look, the abacus beads are almost hitting the face!Liu Yuan rolled his eyes at Zhu Zhu, and said: "It's all the same! Lao Bai is Mo Siwen, and Master Wen is not a fool. Who can't understand the meaning of your words?" After speaking, before Bai Zhu could speak, he turned to the side and stared at the file persistently. Looking at the streaky pork meat, Lin Fei, who had never spoken, admired him again, "It's Lin Shaoqing who doesn't say anything, so we are really not in a hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Fei, who was "not in a hurry", put down the file in his hand, got up and walked to Wen Mingtang, took the initiative to take a kitchen knife from the row of different sizes and shapes, and asked Wen Mingtang: "Should I cut it?" Is this the cooked one?"

Liu Yuan: "..."

Bai Zhu: "..."

I forgot, Lin Shaoqing has always been a person who likes to act more than talk.

Seeing that Lin Fei had accurately picked the kitchen knife for cutting cooked food, Wen Mingtang nodded, looked up at him, and said, "Lin Shaoqing is really meticulous!"

Although there are indeed a lot of these kitchen knives, they can be used to cut meat, vegetables, bones, and cooked food, but she has classified them into categories as soon as she came here, and they have never mixed them.

The guards and officials of Dali Temple only come to eat every day, and there are not many times to see her chopping and cooking vegetables, not to mention that the kitchen knives in her hands are all the same style, only the size and shape are different.

Most people don't care about this at all.This can be seen from the darkened eyes of the servants who came to ask her about the knives in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fei picked out the one for cutting cooked food from among those kitchen knives!

Wen Mingtang took the kitchen knife from Lin Fei, and once again sighed with emotion, "This Shaoqing of Dali Temple really deserves his name", and then insisted on pointing the knife at the dolphin skin that had been roasted to a burnt yellow after taking off the oil.

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu also put down the files in their hands at this time, got up and surrounded them.

At first, I thought that Wen Mingtang would cut it off with the knife when he found the right position, but unexpectedly, when Wen Mingtang saw everyone coming, he slowed down when he was about to cut the knife, and instead used the blade to face the roasted pork skin and scrape it. Twice.

The baked hard and crispy dolphin skin immediately made two scraping sounds of "rustling".

This voice... Liu Yuan only felt that the body fluid in his mouth and tongue gushed out again uncontrollably. This feeling was like smelling the choking hotness of chili peppers. Human beings have instincts.

The sound of "rustling" scrapers, coupled with the strong aroma of barbecue, is really unbearable before it can be eaten in the mouth.

Fortunately, Wen Mingtang also knew how to restrain himself, and after only scraping twice, he found the position where he cut in the first pickling and started to cut.

Holding the knife with one hand aimed at the incision, the other hand patted the back of the knife slightly twice. With the strength of the hand, the blade surface was inserted between the pork belly meat, and the whole piece of pork belly pork was cut open, revealing a beautiful section.

After repeated "acupuncture", the roasted dolphin skin was spread out with rice vinegar and salt, and all the oil was removed to form a crispy brown shell. The pork belly meat under the crispy shell was still tender and raw, and it was cut open In an instant, you can even see the obvious burst of juice.

After cutting off a piece of pork belly, Wen Mingtang raised the knife and cut the piece of pork belly into small pieces, neatly stacking them on the plate, and put all kinds of dipping powder on the side: chili powder , five-spice powder, cumin powder, salt and pepper powder, etc. are all available.

Handed over the prepared crispy roasted pork belly, before closing his hands, Wen Mingtang unceremoniously took away two pieces of sliced ​​pork belly, stuffed them into the mouth in front of several people, and the cook "stealed" them openly one time.

Seeing that Wen Mingtang ate the pork belly, the people who came back to their senses stopped staring at the pork belly and drooling, but hurriedly reached out to grab the crispy roasted pork belly imitating the example.

Hearing the scalding sound of gasping immediately in his ears, Wen Mingtang pursed his lips and snickered: "The cook's 'ruthless iron hand' is practiced in daily cooking. Others should not try it lightly, and use chopsticks honestly." The freshly baked crispy roasted pork belly is a good place!

(End of this chapter)