A mouthful of fried rice at a sky-high price, Old Tang apprenticed on the spot

Chapter 488 Flavored Flying Water
"Xiao Zhang, take out this goose."

"Xiao Guo, you catch both this duck and this chicken."

"Brother Jin, you and Brother Fan can carry out this money spot."

"Pony, you take the plastic sheet."

With five helpers, Li Yi quickly took out all the chicken, duck, goose, fish and other ingredients that had been locked in the storage room overnight.

Li Yi has requirements for the freshness of the ingredients.

Except for the pork that was slaughtered in advance to expel acid, Li Yi kept all the other live poultry until today for slaughter.

It was inconvenient for the back kitchen to slaughter, so Li Yi took the help cooks to the yard outside the back door.

A plastic sheet was spread on the ground, and several pots were found, and Li Yi slaughtered all the chickens, ducks, and geese.

After receiving the chicken blood and duck blood into the small basins, Li Yi asked Xiao Zhang to bring over the boiled water.

He asked Brother Jin to bring rosin and a spray gun. Li Yi took the rosin, burned it with the spray gun, and rubbed it on the plucked ducks and geese.

After drying, find a gap and open it, and all the fluff on the duck and goose is pulled out.

Li Yi handed over the work of opening and disposing of offal to Brother Jin and Brother Fan.

He took Xiao Zhang, Xiao Guo and Xiao Ma back to the back kitchen.

On the six stoves side by side in the back kitchen, each team has lined up in turn.

Dong Haiqiang stood in front of the stove with his hands behind his back, staring at the helper cleaning the stove and handling the ingredients.

Under his gaze, the help cooks were busy with their work honestly, and no one dared to be lazy.

Fang Dongxiu's kitchen helpers were also busy preparing, but they were all talking and laughing. Fang Dongxiu also chatted with them, making jokes from time to time, and the atmosphere was quite joyful.

Huang Qigang brought the least number of helpers, only three, all of them were processing the ingredients with Huang Qigang, and all the processed ingredients would be placed in the tableware, neatly stacked and orderly.

Xia Zhuo was the most leisurely, sitting in front of the stove, someone was serving tea and water, and someone was handling the ingredients and the stove, so he didn't need to do anything at all.

The most amazing thing is Liu Wei, who has disappeared.

No one noticed when he left, and all the people he brought with him left, and there was nothing left.

Li Yi came to the empty stove on the far right, asked Xiao Zhang to scrub the stove, and asked Xiao Guo and Xiao Ma to take out the pork.

He himself came to the small stove in the corner, and took four soup pots that had been simmering on the stove.

These soup pots were stewed by him on the stove yesterday afternoon. The ingredients in each soup pot are different, divided into four soup types: delicacies from mountains and seas, and birds and beasts.

Peeling off the oil paper covering the soup pot of seafood soup, Li Yi observed the amount of soup left in the soup pot.

The moment he opened it, a strong fragrance surged out and quickly permeated the air.

"Ok?"

Xia Zhuo, who was drinking tea, smelled the aroma and looked up in surprise, only to find that the aroma was actually wafting from the soup pot in front of Li Yi.

And for the same soup pot, four of them were placed in front of Li Yi.

After sniffing again, he carefully distinguished the types of ingredients in the aroma, and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "That kid, you still say you don't have a teacher? Who taught you to cook this pot of soup?"

Liao Wendong was also attracted by this aroma, and when he saw the soup pot in front of Li Yi, he also remembered it.

This is the broth that Li Yi prepared in front of him last night.

"Yup!"

Liao Wendong also asked Li Yi: "Sichuan uses oil, Guangdong uses soup, and Shandong cuisine uses thirteen spices. Your high soup is obviously the foundation of Cantonese cuisine. If you don't have a master to teach you, how can you cook it?"

"What can't be found online now?"

Li Yi said with a smile: "If you want to find it, you can even find the style of Cixi's underpants. What's so difficult about a mere soup ratio?"

"..."

Liao Wendong always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't refute it.

Xia Zhuo put down his teacup, got up slowly, glanced at the soup pot in front of Li Yi, and put away his contempt.

Even if Li Yi came from Ye Luzi, he must be one of the top-notch Ye Luzi, otherwise he would never be able to cook such a delicious broth.

"Brother Yi, here comes the meat."

Xiao Guo and Xiao Ma brought Li Yi the meat he wanted.

Seeing the pork belly they brought, Xia Zhuo immediately understood that Li Yi was going to make [Braised Pork].

Seeing this, Xia Zhuo couldn't help showing a smile.

Cooking braised pork in front of him, the successor of the Xia family, this kid is quite courageous.

[Xiang-style braised pork] is also called [Xia's braised pork] in Hunan Province, which is enough to show the status of the Xia family in this dish.

Before the appearance of [Xiang-style braised pork], [Braised pork], a dish that has been passed down for thousands of years, already had several mature methods such as Lu style, Sichuan style, Suzhou style, Zhejiang style, and Fujian style.

However, the ancestors of the Xia family created a dish of "Xiang-style braised pork", which opened up a new dish for this thousand-year-old dish.

With this dish, the Xia family's position in the entire Hunan cuisine world will not be shaken.

Even after a hundred years, it will still be recorded.

Seeing that Li Yi wanted to "Xiamen make meat", Xia Zhuo also greeted with a smile: "Is the pork belly ready? Bring it here."

"All right."

The helper brought over a piece of pork belly that had been scorched and cleaned with steel wool.

"Flying water."

Xia Zhuo didn't move, but just raised his chin.

When the help cook heard this, he set up a pot to boil water, and when the water temperature rose, he turned on the fire and put the pork into the pot.

At this time, Xia Zhuocai came forward, picked up the pepper pot, and poured some pepper powder into the pot.

"This step is called adding flavored water. It mainly adds scallion, ginger, white pepper and salt. The scallion, ginger and white pepper remove the fishy smell. Salt can bring out the blood foam in the meat."

Xia Zhuo explained to the kitchen helper.

The helper listened carefully, which is why they wanted to help Xia Zhuo with their brains.

If they can learn this [Xiang-style braised pork] from Xia Zhuo, then as long as they are in Hunan Province, they will basically never go hungry.

While the kitchen assistants here were listening carefully to Xia Zhuo's explanation, Xiao Zhang and the others were also standing behind Li Yi on Li Yi's side, watching his operations while looking enviously at the kitchen assistants behind Xia Zhuo.

They are also learning braised pork, so they can only learn from Li Yi.

Those help cooks can learn from the authentic [Xiang-style braised pork].

People are more popular than dead people!
Xia Zhuo also noticed the eager eyes of the little cooks behind Li Yi, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious, and his voice became a little louder: "The most important thing in this step is Yankou's handling.

Like this piece of meat, it weighs at least 5 catties, so add ten teaspoons of salt.

But if you want to feed some bottom mouth, you have to add twelve spoons of salt. "

Listening to his explanation, no matter whether it was the assistant chef behind him or the assistant chef behind Li Yi, they were memorizing it carefully, for fear of missing a word.

Xiao Zhang took the mobile phone and wrote in the memo: "For five catties of meat, add ten spoons of salt, and feed the bottom mouth, add twelve spoons."

Xiao Guo on the side was also remembering, but he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Spoons can be big or small. A spoon is also a spoon, and a soup spoon is also a spoon. The spoons are not the same size. How do you count salt?"

Xiao Zhang was stunned when he heard this.

Yes!

The spoons are not the same size, so how do you count?
At this time, Li Yi, who was also adding salt to the pot, suddenly said calmly: "The amount of salt in the flying water is 1% of the total weight of the meat and water, that is, for 1 kg of meat and water, add 10 grams of salt, a total of 10 kg. Just add 100 grams of salt.

The proportion of the bottom feeding port is 1.5%, which is fine by yourself. "

After he finished speaking, there was silence around him.

Looking back with some doubts, he found that Xiao Zhang and the three behind him, as well as the helper behind the stove next door, were all staring at him in a daze.

Standing in front of the stove, Xia Zhuo was also staring at him with complicated eyes.

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