Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1501 Three fresh bean curd
Young Master Xiang didn't have time to ask why he wanted to thank him, but he was caught off guard when he heard this sentence. Why did he think that Xuanyuanche was smirking?

"Be careful, be careful."

The stove was even more lively. Bu Jingyue rolled up her sleeves, strode forward, and took a full posture. Holding a black pot with both hands, she pushed it up vigorously, and the bean skin in the pot turned over. It's a pity that Bu Jingyue still didn't know how to do it. Although the thin bean skin was successfully turned over, it stuck together again when it fell back into the pot. Tang Chenyu was so frightened that he immediately stretched his hand into the pot and put the bean curd into the pot. The bean curd will be displayed again.

His master finally let him hold the spoon, so he shouldn't mess it up.

After he went back last night, Hua Mengying told him that her master must have left behind to rescue President Feng's family, and after thinking about the cause and effect, he finally figured it out.

He said, Master, she always protects the weak, how could she not protect the younger brother at all for such a big matter!

But thinking about how he didn't trust Master yesterday, Tang Chenyu couldn't help scratching his head in annoyance, but fortunately, Master didn't care, and she even asked herself to help her cook today. Hearing this, Tang Chenyu was naturally motivated If my son wants to show off, it is an apology to the master.

"Chen Yu, your hands can be called iron hands. Isn't this hot pot hot?" Bu Jingyue watched Tang Chenyu turn the pot with his bare hands, admiring her.

"Okay, Your Highness, I'll do the rest." Tang Chenyu quickly took the pot from Bu Jingyue's hand, and started the assembly process.

This rice milk is freshly ground flour, rice, and mung beans. It took him a lot of effort to get it, so it can't all be wasted in Bu Jingyue's hands.

"Uncle Poison Immortal, what happened to the glutinous rice?"

"Okay, it's crystal clear, neither dry nor waxy, just right." Hua Mengying opened the steamer, and on it was glutinous rice that had been steamed for a quarter and a half. The moment the lid was lifted, the scent of glutinous rice rushed into everyone with steam. in the nose.

"The pot of chowder you are stewing is almost dry."

Even in the kitchen, Gu Aotian was still holding his sword, standing motionless next to the other stove, remembering Tang Chenyu's instructions, he lifted the lid of the pot and stirred it for every hundred counts.

"This is not chowder, it's for stuffing." Tang Chenyu was about to cry.His master is definitely cheating him, obviously he can handle these things by himself, but the master invited everyone to participate together, and said that it would be more fragrant to do it yourself.After the whole morning, he was just like the teacher who answered questions in class, he spent most of his attention just answering questions.

"Give you."

The three fresh beef mince that was still in the pot just now has been served in a bowl at this moment, Tang Chenyu looked up and saw that it was Gu Aoshuang who helped, he thanked with a smile.Only then can I take care of the quality of the stuffing.

The beef, fragrant dried, winter bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms are all cut into cubes, and then served with the soul of this dish - diced pickled mustard. After they are all fried in a pan, spices and water are added to stew to get the sauce color in front of you.Just smelling the delicious taste, I feel that it can serve two bowls of white rice.

And the bean skins spread out with this rice milk in the pot are already golden on both sides.Everything was ready, Tang Chenyu was ready to officially start.

"Wait!" Feng Qian said out loud.

"What's the matter, Master?"

But after only one morning, Tang Chenyu felt that he was about to be tossed and broken by Feng Qian.

"Young Pavilion Master is also here. We agreed that we will cook together. How can you take care of everything and deprive others of their fun!" Feng Qian excitedly encouraged everyone. Already at the door, they called him in one after another.

"Young Pavilion Master, come quickly, I miss you."

Hua Mengying even dragged the person in directly, and Young Master Xiang was driven to the stove by the stove.

"I, I've never cooked before..."

"Don't be afraid, let Chen Yu teach you." Hua Mengying said indifferently, as if this matter is not difficult at all.

Tang Chenyu sighed slightly, and rescued Young Master Xiang from Hua Mengying, "Young Pavilion Master, don't worry, it's not difficult. You just need to spread the glutinous rice on the bean curd."

A spoon was stuffed into Young Master Xiang's hand, and the steaming glutinous rice was already at hand, so he really couldn't shirk it, so he could only bite the bullet.

According to what Tang Chenyu said, Young Master Xiang took a spoonful of glutinous rice and put it in the middle of the bean curd.

"That's right, that's it. Put a few more spoonfuls and spread it into a cube, far away from the surrounding areas." Tang Chenyu guided.

Young Master Xiang then scooped up a few more spoonfuls and spread out a square as before.

"Young Pavilion Master, your shop is too regular, just like a bricklayer." Bu Jingyue stroked her chin and saw that the glutinous rice shop in the middle was square, just like the mouth of a well.

"It's true that there are similar approaches but the same effect." Young Master Xiang looked at his masterpiece and said.

Well, the two of them also discussed their feelings.

Tang Chenyu took the spoon in Young Master Xiang's hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll do the rest. If this drags on, let alone lunch, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it for dinner."

Standing by the side of the pot, he neatly put the stuffing that he made earlier on top of the glutinous rice, compacted it slightly with a shovel, and wrapped the empty bean curds in, and then came the real test of his skills it's time.

Tang Chenyu asked everyone to stand outside. Holding both sides of the pot with both hands, he turned the whole bean curd over, and everyone couldn't help but "wow" when they saw it.

Fry the other side for a while, and immediately the kitchen is full of burnt aroma. Everyone can't bear it anymore, and they are all eagerly waiting for the moment when it comes out of the oven.

The last chopped green onion is sprinkled, and the aroma is stimulated to the peak.

"Are you ready?" Bu Jingyue asked impatiently.

"OK OK."

Tang Chenyu used a shovel as a knife to evenly divide the bean curd into several portions, and put them on a plate.

"This three-fresh beef bean curd dish is good, everyone, please taste it."

Everyone rushed up, and Feng Qian personally brought a plate to Young Master Xiang. The group of people didn't think it was too crowded, and they ate freshly baked fresh food, so they immediately started to eat.

Young Master Xiang was amazed at Feng Qian's politeness, he took the plate flattered and said, "Why is Miss Feng so polite today?"

"I would like to thank Young Pavilion Master for taking care of me during these days, and I haven't cooked any serious dishes for you. I heard that you love umami, so I made this three-flavored beancurd dish for you. You can try it and see if it suits your appetite. .”

Young Master Xiang always felt that what Feng Qian really wanted to say hadn't come out, but maybe he guessed it, maybe he was really attracted by the umami, so he didn't ask, but took it disrespectfully.

He didn't use chopsticks any more, simply picked up a piece of bean curd that was still slightly hot, stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

"How about it?"

Feng Qian asked expectantly.

Young Master Xiang didn't rush to answer, but savored it carefully.

Maybe it's because mung beans were added when grinding the rice milk. The bean skin is full of the fragrance of mung beans in the mouth. After careful tasting, the elastic glutinous rice and the fragrant meat stuffing, all kinds of flavors burst out in the mouth. You can't get enough of it with just one bite.

The fragrant dry sauce, the crunchy sweetness of winter bamboo shoots, and the fungal aroma of mushrooms, each of the ingredients in it has not lost its original flavor, but when they are combined, it has another flavor.

Crispy and soft, refreshing and complex, this little bean curd has such a flavor.

Swallowing the last mouthful, Young Master Xiang said with a smile:

"delicious!"

(End of this chapter)