Waiting is definitely a very painful thing. Say it

For example, Cheng Chumo couldn't stand it anymore. After waiting for a long time, he no longer cared about Zhang Yi's persuasion and hadn't tasted it. He opened the lid of the pot with his big hand and then put the chopsticks in.

The yi piece weighed more than two pounds, and the hot beef was immediately taken out by him.

"Don't eat it first, there is a final process!" I really couldn't see this guy's appearance as he had never seen the meat before. Seeing that the beef was almost done, Zhang Yi helped to pick up all the beef.

Yi had already cooked it before, so the country was full of cooked meat, and secondly, it had been in the braised pot for a while. Although in Zhang Yi's opinion, it would be better if he had been bored for two or three hours, since Cheng Chumo couldn't wait, he naturally stopped sticking to it.

For Zhang Yi, anyway, this meat is eaten by Cheng Chumo and his family. Why is the braised beef better than boiling water? As for himself, he still thinks it is better to bring some raw beef to make again when he returns home. Of course, if the Cheng family still dies of illness or freezes in the future, he doesn't mind helping to sell stolen goods and eliminate crimes.

There are some specialties in this braised beef. If the meat is dry, easy to preserve, and tastes chewy, you need to run it all in the oil pan. There is a knock on this process. The oil must be vegetable oil first, and then after the oil is put into the pan, it must be heated on high heat until thick smoke comes out and then changed to low heat.

At this time, the temperature of the oil will be much lower, and the beef you put in the pot will not become burnt due to the high temperature.

The fat chef was smelling the rich fragrance and drooling with Cheng Chumo. The sound of a slap was not paid attention to it, and Cheng Chumo's slap fell on his forehead.

I only heard Cheng Chumo curse, "Just until you eat, see how your saliva is flowing? You don't use your brain when you are fat as if you are a bear. Learn his unique skills. Are you afraid of not eating in the future?"

The fat chef just touched his head and burst into laughter. He also gave Cheng Chumo a thumbs up and said, "The eldest son is really smart, why didn't I expect it?"

Seeing the fat chef staring at every move in his hand with his eyes focused, and even scratching his butt without letting go, Zhang Yi felt that the family was a little abnormal.

Who has ever seen the master talk to the servant like this? If such a cook was placed in the Zhang family, the old lady would probably ask Lao Zhong to hang him on a tree and beat him.

But thinking about it, I have heard that the servants of the Cheng family are all military, so they are just for the chef and Cheng Chumo to be so unfamiliar and dare to make a decision about braised beef. Zhang Yi estimated that this guy must be not simple. At least he should be the Huotou Army who has cooked Cheng Yaojin for many years, otherwise it would not be such a guy's turn to be the chef.

The oil in the pot dropped a lot as a few pieces of wood left the fire pit. Zhang Yi immediately put the braised beef cubes that had been watered in the basket next to him. Not much was placed, but it just covered the surface of the oil pan. As the meat cubes entered the oil pan, there were harsh sizzling sounds and accompanied by the rolling water vapor.

"Look, this oil must be added more, and the temperature should not be too hot. This process is to make most of the moisture in the meat, so it takes a little longer." Zhang Yiyi explained to the fat chef while holding a spatula, "Look, if the heat is too high, the temperature of the oil will be high, and it will be fried before the water in the meat will come out. But if the heat is low and the temperature is not enough and the frying time is too long, the beef will lose the taste that the beef should have. Therefore, the oil temperature must be moderate, and it will be familiar to make it a few more times!"

The method must be taught. Even if it is to let Cheng Chumo come to his house for a few times in the future, Zhang Yi felt it was very worth it. It was not that he was reluctant to give up some food, but that there was no difference between eating on the table and eating with pigs. Often, you just picked up chopsticks and the rest of the dishes were all in someone else's bowl. How do you eat this?

After only a few pieces of meat, the two brothers didn't plan to stay in the kitchen. Seeing the fat chef who wanted to try it out, Zhang Yi immediately handed over the power of the beef, and then led it down to the room under Cheng Chumo to prepare to taste the delicious food.

The house is very hidden, it is better to say it is a wine cellar than a house. When you enter the door, the strong aroma of wine pounces on you, which makes people feel energetic!

"Mozi, is this your wine cellar?" Zhang Yi asked Cheng Chumo at the dozens of large tanks with seals in the room.

Cheng Chumo did not reply to Zhang Yi's words immediately. He first bit the beef in his hand, chewed it hard for a few times and swallowed it. Then he bit it again, and then said in a daze: "This is not a wine cellar, how can the things in it be worthy of your skill?"

As he spoke, he saw him pick up a wine jar, use the bowl he had just taken from the kitchen, put the water inside into his mouth, and then sprayed it at the seal above!

"puff!"

A thin mist sprayed out of his big mouth, and in an instant the seal was sprayed out by the mist sprayed out.

"This is my father's treasure, Jiannan Shaochun! It's so precious!" Cheng Chumo looked at Zhang Yi proudly and explained: "Don't look at the lot of wine in this room, there are actually only a few jars of real good wine. After you drink it, you will definitely not want to touch other wines when you see them!"

Zhang Yi was a little unbelievable about Cheng Chumo's words. He naturally heard of Jiannan Shaochun. In later generations, the famous advertisement for the Tang Dynasty palace wine, Jiannanchun mentioned this east-growing wine in the prosperous era. However, Jiannanchun was already at a height of more than 60 degrees at that time, and it was obviously a result of countless generations of improvement. Zhang Yi, the current Tang Dynasty wine, could not believe that it could reach such a high purity.

When the seal on the wine jar became wet, Cheng Chumo carefully opened the seal gently with his hands and placed it beside him. It can be seen that he had never done much in this kind of thing, and his proficiency was definitely the result of years of continuous practice.

The wine jar was opened, and the aroma of wine with a particularly mellow scent came to my nose.

"Lizi, you are lucky. This jar of wine was given to my father by His Majesty back then. I was reluctant to drink it, so I stayed there until now!" He poured the bowl of wine full of wine, and Cheng Chumo said: "It's just a little less, and I don't dare to drink too much. I have to paste the seal later. If my father spotted it, it would be miserable!"
Chapter completed!