Life is a Game

"What did you think of?" After Sun Jikai said this, he froze, how could he use the word again?

"With a bit of inspiration, we need to verify it now." Jiang Feng said, Sun Jikai gave way and left the pot to him.

Sun Jikai has made great progress in the pre-production of Babao Lixiang pigeons in the past two days. It can be seen that there is not much practice in private.

Jiang Feng walked to the pan and started preparing the scallion sauce.

The sauce of Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon is not only to enrich the flavor of the stuffing, but also to enrich the flavor of the pigeon itself. At the same time, the proper temperature is required to ensure that the pigeon is at the best eating temperature.

Taste, temperature.

Jiang Feng thought of Cao Guixiang's method of simmering and simmering scallion sauce when making **** ginseng.

A small spoonful of coriander juice drips from the center of the black ginseng, forms a line from points, and then forms a noodle. The coriander juice is thick, but can pour down like water. The small two spoonfuls of coriander juice can cover the whole black ginseng, like a thin film, which hangs on the black ginseng steadily.

He also thought of the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Sun Guanyun that day, and the same was true. When the ladle juice was poured, a small spoon walked over the whole young pigeon. After a little bit of ladle juice contacted the young pigeon, it quickly spread out. Ripples around the pond.

The use of the pigeon soup of the original pigeon to make the soup is to highlight the original quality of the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon.

The tartar sauce is thick for taste.

The purpose of descending the waterfall like water is to hang thinly on the pigeons to lock the temperature.

This is the significance of Babao chestnut fragrant dove sauce, not for dazzling skills, nor for beauty, but for the food itself.

Jiang Feng moved, just like the protagonist who suddenly realized Taoism in martial arts novels, a thousand-year myth, and suddenly realized.

On high fire, cook pigeon soup into thick soup.

Starch thickener.

Add chicken oil.

Turn off the fire.

Take out the Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon in the steamer and wait.

What temperature is the most suitable for Babao chestnut fragrant pigeons depends on the chef's own experience and understanding. No one can say it, it's all about feelings.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng has enough Babaoxiangxiang pigeons to practice. I can't say that they are particularly good but they are still a little bit.

Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai both looked at Jiang Feng quietly, silently, watching him pick up a small spoonful of coriander juice.

Dripping.

The simmering juice spread out on the surface of the young pigeon, enveloping the whole young pigeon.

When the cassia waterfall came down, it was not very smooth, and there was a feeling of stickiness. This is a gap in technical level, which cannot be made up in a short time.

The dishes are done.

Sun Jikai looked at the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons in front of him, his heart was beating uncontrollably, and his breathing became rapid. His intuition told him that this Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons made by Jiang Feng might not have succeeded.

"Taste it?" Jiang Feng handed the spoon to Sun Jikai with confidence.

Sun Jikai cut the dove's belly with a knife, scooped up a spoonful of plain filling, and dipped a little bit of tartar sauce.

Entrance.

Sun Jikai's eyes brightened.

That's the taste, that's the feeling. He has eaten the eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Sun Guanyun since he was a child. The taste has been engraved on his tongue, and he can tell it with a taste.

"Jiang Feng, you ... can you tell me how you did it?" Sun Jikai looked at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

"This recipe was taught to me by your grandpa. Now that I have learned it, I should of course teach you." Jiang Feng said.

"Not the same, you figured it out yourself." Sun Jikai shook his head. "My grandpa's eight treasure chestnut pigeon is not as good as you."

"Why not?" Wu Minqi's spoon hadn't been lowered yet, wondering authentically, "The eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Grandpa Grandpa I tasted that day was stronger than Jiang Feng's."

Sun Jikai :? ? ?

Am I really a fake Sun Jikai? ? ?

Sun Jikai began to doubt life.

"Qiqi is right. The eight treasure chestnut fragrant pigeon made by Grandpa Sun that day was much stronger than the one I made today." Jiang Feng also echoed.

Sun Jikai couldn't understand the world. The eight treasure chestnut pigeon he remembered seemed not the same as the eight treasure chestnut pigeon that Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi ate.

"If I didn't guess wrong, Grandpa Sun has improved the Babao Lixiang pigeon in more than a year." Jiang Feng said.

"Improve?"

"Yes, that is improvement. When Grandpa Sun taught you that temperature was not the key to making Babao chestnut fragrant pigeons, in fact, the temperature is as important as the sauce, because temperature can guarantee the taste of the pigeons," Jiang Feng explained.

"Pigeon? But this dish is filled with the stuffing in the belly of the pigeon!" Sun Jikai couldn't understand.

"I also understood it this way from the beginning, so I never understood why temperature is the key to this dish. But I suddenly remembered just now that my grandpa once told me that as long as the dish is served, it is for guests. The pigeons of the Eight Treasure Chestnuts are naturally brought up for the guests. "Jiang Feng said silently to Master Peng in his heart.

Sun Jikai was silent.

"The key to this dish is indeed the sauce, but not only the taste and method of the sauce, but also the timing when the sauce is poured on the pigeons. But when it comes to the sauce, it depends on your own judgment. "Jiang Feng explained.

Sun Jikai continued to remain silent before lamenting: "Grandpa Jiang is a real master."

Jiang Feng: ...

This one……

That one……

Forget it, yes, my grandpa is the real master!

Jiang Feng smiled guilty.

It's 12 o'clock too soon, but there are still many pigeons left in the back kitchen. Sun Jikai glanced at his mobile phone and realized that it was too late, he urged Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi to go back.

"Go back first, I will go back after finishing these pigeons ~ www.readwn.com ~ I just stay and clean the door." Sun Jikai said.

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi did not have the habit of staying in the kitchen late at night to practice. After all, enough sleep is the guarantee of sufficient energy on the second day.

The two took a step first, leaving Sun Jikai to practice in the back kitchen alone.

On the way back, Jiang Feng has been thinking whether to continue to practice the Babao chestnut fragrant pigeons in pursuit of victory or try to make **** ginseng.

Wu Minqi saw that Jiang Feng was thinking about something and asked, "What do you want?"

"I was trying to see if I could learn how to pick up **** ginseng in the past few days, but the feeling of just making Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon was very good, and I was a little hesitant to continue practicing Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon." Jiang Feng Road, a little tangled.

It is most taboo to study vegetables, especially difficult dishes like this famous dish.

"Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon." Jiang Feng couldn't make a decision. Wu Minqi helped him make this decision. "The feeling of cooking is very important. Besides, you haven't cooked sea cucumbers before. I advise you to familiarize yourself with sea cucumbers before trying. Cooking sea cucumbers. And it ’s too difficult to chop the **** ginseng. The two grandpas of Jiang probably would n’t make this dish, why would you want to make this dish? "

As Wu Minqi said, Jiang Feng also felt that he was whimsical. Sea cucumber dishes are hard to make, and the **** ginseng is the sea cucumber at the top of the pyramid. A person who has never been in contact with the sea cucumber actually wants to cook the **** ginseng.

"Also, I took it for granted." Jiang Feng smiled and figured it out instantly.

The two were side by side, holding hands, walking towards the house, and then pulling their shadows long and dazzling, reaching the eyes of the single dog who returned from overtime.

In the early morning, the atmosphere of a happy couple dog exudes on the deserted street.

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