The Fine Food Broadcaster

The cold water met the hot sauce, and a whistle of white smoke rose.

The smell of this smoke reveals a sweet but not greasy aroma, making people want to breathe the whole smoke deeply into the lungs.

When the smoke cleared, Ye Fei stirred the sauce with water in the pot for a while, took a bowl from the side, raised the pot and poured the sauce into the bowl.

Only when pouring the sauce, everyone found a very strange situation, that is, this pot of sauce made by Ye Fei, not so much as a sauce, it is a pot of fine wine, the color is revealed in the dark red Brown and very seductive.

"Look, I want to take a sip." Brother Baozhang licked his lower lip, his eyes glowing staring at the sauce in the bowl, he couldn't help saying.

饕餮: "......... drink, you drink, you can't burn you."

The Huineng monk also folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor, this sauce cannot be drunk."

Brother Baozhuan looked at the monk and said, "Why?"

Huineng closed her eyes and spit out a word gently: "Hot."

Brother Bao Diamond: "........."

After pouring the sauce into the bowl, Ye Fei put the wok on the stove, then brought the bowl containing the pork belly and poured the water out. Then he added an appropriate amount of olive oil to the pot. "The next step is to process the pork belly, that is, to degrease the pork belly. How to degrease it? Just use the oil in our pot."

Speaking, Ye Fei opened the furnace fire and said: "The fire burned the oil to 50% heat. How to determine whether the oil temperature is 50% heat depends mainly on the oil bubbles around the oil in the pot. When oil bubbles appear, the oil Wen is almost there. "

Not long after the oil temperature reached 50%, Ye Fei raised the pork belly and poured it into the oil pan.

There was water in the meat and it crackled after pouring in.

But Ye Feiwen stood like Taishan next to the pot and started to stir the pork belly with the spoon in his hand.

While agitating, he said: "Pork degreasing, just started using a high fire. When the oil temperature stabilizes, that is, when the oil bubbles are getting smaller, turn off Xiao Huo and slowly boil."

After a while, Ye Fei turned off the stove, and then stirred for a while. When the flesh was a little light yellow, Ye Fei took the meat out of the pot and put it in a bowl.

Immediately after that, Ye Fei put the wok on the stove again. After adding an appropriate amount of oil, he began to add star anise, cinnamon, fragrant leaves and dried peppers to sauté.

In the process of frying, Ye Fei picked up the cooked sauce and slowly poured it into it.

At first, the pork belly was slightly pale yellow in white, but with the addition of the sauce, the color of the meat began to darken at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, and then gradually approached the color of the sauce, and waited until the last time to see the color of the meat. It's almost the same color as the sauce, it's all dark red like red wine.

At this time, Ye Fei added seasonings such as refined salt and chicken flour.

After the meat in the pot became completely red, Ye Fei opened a storage compartment and took out something from it.

Whether it is the three guests at the scene or the audience in the live broadcast room, they all know this thing when they see it.

"Yeshen, do you use a casserole?" Brother Baozhang asked.

Don't look at him as a food anchor, but he only eats and doesn't make it. He doesn't even know that Mao's braised pork will use a casserole.

Ye Feidao: "Mao's braised pork, although its name is braised pork, but its last step is to use braised or stewed."

Put all the meat in the pot into the casserole, and then pour the soup in the pot.

As you can see in this casserole, about a third of the pieces of braised pork are exposed outside the soup, and about two thirds are inside the soup.

For braised pork, first boil the broth over a high fire, and then cover the lid of the casserole.

Under normal circumstances, braised pork in a casserole takes about eighty or ninety minutes, but Ye Fei's casserole is a bit special and can be done in ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Ye Fei opened the fire and began to collect juice.

After another three or four minutes, Ye Fei laughed and said, "Friends, this Mao's Braised Pork is done. How about the specific effect? ​​Let's take a look first."

Speaking, Ye Fei opened the lid of the casserole, and a cloud of white smoke rushed out. With the appearance of this white smoke, a wine-red light cluster appeared above the casserole, blessings of Wanli fragrance.

Wait until the white smoke disappears, and then look at the situation in the casserole. There is still a small amount of soup bubbling constantly, and sixteen pieces of colored pork belly in the soup, as the bubbles in the soup burst Flipping, sixteen pieces of pork belly are like sixteen fat people shaking their bodies. The pieces of meat are constantly shaking slightly. With the shaking of the meat pieces, look at the upper layer of deep red skin with an attractive layer. The red gloss was flashing.

Bang ~~

The light mass formed by the Wanli Piaoxiang skill burst, and then ... the whole room broke apart.

"Oh, this is the teriyaki made by Ye Shen?"

"Nima, does this smell so fragrant?"

"God, this braised pork is really nobody. How can it be so extreme?"

"Every piece of meat is like a piece of red meat crystal. Every piece of meat seems to have life. This is the braised pork. This TMD is the real braised pork."

"Tell yourself again and again that you can't drool while watching Ye Shen's live broadcast, but Nima's can't control her mouth, the saliva is raging."

"Braised pork, my god, Lao Tzu's favorite, none of them."

"Seeing that braised pork is here, how can it be broken?"

After eating all over the world, he took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes, he felt that his whole person was surrounded by a thick flavor of braised pork, and that feeling was an unprecedented happiness.

I eat and lie down comfortably on the chair, then close my eyes gently, put my hands on the armrest of the sofa chair, and keep my fingers moving, this is an extreme enjoyment.

An old man in Nanjiang finally put down the mobile phone in his hand. He closed his eyes peacefully on his lounge chair, and his face suddenly appeared two flushes.

Shibatian was completely stupid. He was sitting on the sofa, staring at the pot of braised pork in Ye Fei's live video, and kept swallowing saliva.

"Come here." He waved his hands and called his four bodyguards.

The four bodyguards leaned forward.

"Batian, what is it?"

Shibatian pointed to the braised pork in the video and said, "Go to Wangjiang Tower and let them make a pot of braised pork for me."

Four bodyguards: "........."

"A pot?"

"Batian, your weight is seriously overweight now, and the doctor warns you to eat less fat."

"That's right, I'm going to find you a bullock, right?"

Shibatian looked at his four bodyguards and said, "Let you go and go. Where is so much nonsense?"

The four bodyguards narrowed their necks and hurried away.

Bazhen Yushi was hiding in the hotel today. He stared at Ye Fei's braised pork, then swallowed his saliva, and then called and said: "A pot of braised pork ~ www. readwn.com ~ Yeah, yes, it's a pot, a bigger pot, hurry up, anxious. "

The chef at the five-star hotel is a bit embarrassed. What's going on with the little boss today, Voge? He usually keeps his body, but he rarely eats fat. Even one or two is enough. One guy wants a pot today, Nima, what does Lao Tzu do?

It can be said that at this moment, large and small restaurants all over the country started to make braised pork. There was no way, because at this moment, too much braised pork was ordered.

"Boss, a piece of Mao's red gauze meat, what? No? What kind of braised meat do you have? Liu's braised meat? Lying down, Liu's just Liu's, hurry up."

"Boss boss, a pot of braised pork, yes, a large pot, hurry up and let the waiter bring it over, hurriedly, yes, go to the place to give more money."

"Lao Chen, give me a pot of braised pork, what? No pork belly? You have so much every day in your restaurant. Why don't you have it when I eat it today? Do n’t you make it for me? Ah? Just now One guy ordered two pots of braised pork and ran out of pork belly? Which one, the second one, eats so much? "

The three of them stared at the braised pork in the pot, one by one, it was really painful, and they felt that more than a dozen pieces of braised pork were like a dozen superb beauty, undressing, and they couldn't help thinking Going up.

"Yes, one piece, I just want one piece." The monk Huineng couldn't help it first, and said poorly.

Ye Feidao: "Let's load the plate first."

I took a large white plate, and carefully filled the braised pork in it.

At this point, look at this plate of braised pork, it is just a good piece of red jade.

The skin is a wine-red color, and the golden brown is revealed in the light brown of the pork belly. It is a fatal temptation to mix together.