Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 228 Scallion pancake, soybean milk and yam porridge (3)

  Scallion Pancake fried on both sides until browned, with a quick-fried egg on one side.

  Although it is fried eggs, there is a lot of oil in the oil pan used to make scallion pancakes. With such "wide oil", the taste of fried eggs is close to that of fried eggs. It can be seen with the naked eye that the outer layer is extremely crispy. Xun Zhou swallowed, subconsciously took a sharp sniff, inhaled the aroma of scallion oil, flour and fried eggs, and took a bite.

The outer layer of the scallion pancakes fried until brown is naturally crispy. When the teeth are broken, the crispy texture is the same as burnt, revealing the inside of the scallion pancakes. Unlike the crispy exterior, the interior of the scallion pancakes is extraordinarily soft. The pure scallion oil salty fragrance is mixed with the pastry fragrance, and it is sent into the mouth with soft moisture. One bite, from hard to soft, from crispy to squishy, ​​even the taste of green onions is different, from the fried brown onion on the surface to the fresh green onion leaves inside, all kinds of ingredients have the same taste, and the changes are obvious. , but each one is extremely delicious.

Bite into this scallion pancake with your teeth exploring the way, from the crispy outside to the crispy shallot inside, and from the crispy onion inside to the crispy outside, and outside the crispy pancake skin is the " Wide oil" fried into the eggs.

The skin of the fried egg pasted on the pancake was fried into a burnt yellow color, and the taste is also the burnt aroma of the fried egg. When the thin layer of skin is broken, it is a tender egg white. The taste of several ingredients is in one bite. The abundance of nature is astonishing.

It was no surprise that this small bite became one bite after another. After eating half of the cake and egg, he put the egg yolk into his mouth. When he felt choked, Xunzhou suddenly remembered that there was a bowl of soy milk and yam porridge at hand, and picked up the spoon again , hurriedly went to drink the porridge in the bowl.

Seeing Xun Zhou eating in a hurry, A Bing, who had a moment of vacancy in front of the stage, couldn't help but said, "I'm not like Mr. Xun. If it's a boiled egg, I'll choke on the yolk. You won't feel choked if you fry the eggs!" After a pause, before Tang Yuan could talk to Wen Mingtang, A Bing said again, "If he was afraid of choking, he could have told me earlier that I can fry the egg yolk until it becomes runny. "

  The last sentence carried some indescribable confidence. If the matter of mastering the heat had been placed a few months ago, when he hadn't met Master Wen, he would have failed. But now, practice makes perfect, and whether the fried egg is cooked or not is all in the hands of the kung fu.

Just as they were talking, Lin Fei and Zhao You stepped into the public kitchen with food boxes and came to the counter. Lin Fei raised his eyes, and when he heard A Bing's emotion, he opened his mouth and said, "I want that **** Scallion pancake with egg yolk!"

  A Bing said "Oh", and while making scallion pancakes, he turned his head and glanced at Wen Mingtang. After Lin Fei finished receiving the court food and left, he turned to Wen Mingtang and said, "Master Wen, Lin Shaoqing's taste is similar to yours!"

  Actually, the first batch of scallion pancakes and soy milk and yam porridge were bought and eaten by several cooks and Ji Cai from the takeaway stall. Among them, only Chef Wen ordered a scallion pancake with egg yolk and runny heart.

  Wen Mingtang glanced at A Bing, said "yes", and said: "If not, when cooking spicy dishes, why does Lin Shaoqing's portion always have to be cooked separately from mine?"

  Of course, this special care is not for Lin Fei, it's just that she, Wen Mingtang, is not a person who likes to wrong herself.

  After sweeping away the plate of food in front of him, Xun Zhou burped, rubbed his stomach comfortably, and then... looked up and saw a few "weifu" guards who had already finished eating and were waiting for him in front of him.

   "Mr. Xun!" One of the guards handed over a bun and a bamboo tube filled with water, and said with a smile, "Go to set up a stall!"

  Xun Zhou's contented expression suddenly froze on his face. Looking at the daily lunch, he couldn't help shivering: Why haven't those **** villains taken the bait yet? How long is he going to eat this unpalatable lunch?

  …

   The person Xun Zhou talked about was setting up a stall selling porcelain bowls, and the villain dressed as a vendor sneezed. The weather has turned cold these days, and this autumn shirt may not be enough, it's time to change into a winter shirt.

  Because it is still early, the morning market is not fully open yet. The row of "Taoist priests" and "poor scholars" against the wall have not yet come, so there is no need to stare at the bait for the time being, and the two of them can take a rest and have a morning meal or something.

  Just took out the steamed stuffed bun from the oil-paper bag and took a bite, one of the vendors suddenly frowned, turned his head to the vendor beside him, and said, "I saw that Yang!"

  Although he was talking to his companion, his tone was subconsciously tinged with disdain.

Of course, this disdain was not directed at their companions, seeing the gentleman of the Yang family who appeared in their field of vision from a distance, wearing a new shirt bought from Baoyuan, the vendor sneered: "This Yang is willing to spend money! "

  Baoyuanhao is a well-known clothing store in Chang'an City, and the new shirt worn by Mr. Yang's family is probably worth half a year's expenses for ordinary people.

"A stingy person surnamed Yang is generous at this time!" Another merchant sneered, and took over the conversation, "The one who wears gold and silver will never show to the blind, it seems that he is probably looking for that lady !"

When the lady was mentioned, the vendor frowned subconsciously: "He is really a villain! In order to catch up with that old man, when he pushed his fiancée to replace him, he didn't even blink his eyes! "

  Although everyone is not a good person, the behavior of this surname Yang is a bit disdainful even after seeing it.

"I still know the words brother and family, and if I want to attack, I will attack strangers! He is good, and his hands are not soft when pushing people around him!" It was pushed out!"

  Another vendor shook his head, glanced at the newly dressed Mr. Yang, and couldn't help commenting: "The man dressed up looks like a dog, but inside he's a beast in clothes!"

  Holding a folding fan in his hand, Mr. Yang, who was dressed as a handsome young man, sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose, and continued to walk forward.

  Lin Fei, who was standing on the third-floor teahouse, was slowly eating the scallion pancake in his hand, watching Mr. Yang turned around and walked into a jewelry shop not far ahead.

Zhao You, who also had a panoramic view of this scene, "dropped it back into the book bag" and used some allusions he heard from Wen Mingtang: "It is true that the early bird gets the worm, and the early worm gets eaten by the bird." We are birds, he is a worm, Mr. Xun and those boys are sitting in the public kitchen and eating the morning food, but I missed this good show!"

  Lin Fei ate the scallion pancake in his hand and said "hmm", and said, "It's impossible to think that he came out so early. Since he is dressed like this, it seems that we will gain something today!"

   I saw a little cutie mentioned Meiling porridge. Soymilk and yam porridge is indeed Meiling porridge. I just ordered Meiling porridge from a Nanjing food stall at home recently, so I wrote it in.

   But this name is not put in the book, and another name is used^-^

  (end of this chapter)