All the prepared anchovy shrimps were placed on the plate with their tails slightly raised. Yuan Zhou picked up an egg with one hand and knocked it directly on the edge of the bowl he held in his left hand.
"呑呑"
A crisp little sound.
The egg white instantly began to spread evenly on each shrimp, with no splash on the tail shell, and the complete egg yolk stayed in the bowl.
This move is surprising, but at the same time, it feels natural. After all, I have seen people cracking eggs with one hand several times, but this is the first time I have seen this technique of shaking the egg liquid with one hand.
Yuan Zhou turned around and took two steps back. He opened the lid of the sea salt with one hand, took out half a spoonful of it with the other hand, and sprinkled it evenly on the shrimp tails.
The shrimp tails need to be marinated for a few minutes. During this time, Yuan Zhou began to prepare the side dishes for the anchovies.
The side dish of anchovy shrimp is peas. Use the crispest and most tender peas in the first season of peas. Peel off the pods and carefully remove the peas without damaging the outer skin. Pour in a pot of water and drain the washed peas. Pour into boiling water, tumble a few times, take it out directly, and put it into the cooled snow lotus water.
This snow lotus water is provided by the system. It is collected from the first snow on the snow lotus. It is pure and has no pollution. It has a hint of the cool fragrance of the snow lotus. After it is turned into water and left to become less cold, it is best used to soak peas.
The few minutes it takes to process the peas is just the right amount of time to marinate the river prawns.
Take out a small pot and put it on the stove, heat it until it smokes slightly, and immediately pour a little fat into it.
As soon as it was put into the pot, the fat gave off a slight fragrance, but it didn't smell like any fat. It didn't smell fishy, but it still had a light fragrance.
"Boss Yuan's range hood is really good. It doesn't smell greasy at all, and it still has a refreshing fragrance." Wu Zhou said with emotion as he watched Yuan Zhou heat up the oil.
"It's not that the range hood is good, it's that the oil is good." Wu Hai said speechlessly.
"Everything is the same." Wu Zhou didn't think what he said was wrong at all. After all, there was no smell of oil smoke when Yuan Zhou fried rice. It should be said that he had never smelled oil smoke.
Yuan Zhou saw that the oil temperature was almost the same, so he immediately picked up a shrimp, patted a thin layer of white powder on the shrimp, put it into the oil pan and started to fry it.
Each fried shrimp had a half-moon shape when picked up, with the tail shell raised high. When placed on the plate, it already looked like a phoenix tail. Yuan Zhou poured out the fried oil directly. .
Change to another wok, continue to pour a little more oil from the oil pot that you just poured oil into, start to heat the oil, drain the water and stir-fry the peas for a few times, then pour in half a bowl of clear soup and a few finely chopped peas. Well salt, a little rice wine, and gravy.
When the soup turns milky white, immediately pour in the drained river shrimp and stir-fry.
"Hua Hua"
Stir-frying with one hand, he picked up the small bottle and poured in the clear oil evenly with the other hand. The stir-frying time was very short. After a while, Yuan Zhou put the shrimps into two white discs. Of course, serving dishes also requires skills.
What Yuan Zhou served was very good. There were eight shrimps per plate evenly. Even the shrimp tails were arranged neatly in a circle with an empty space in the middle. Yuan Zhou took out a piece of brown and pointed something as thick as a tree trunk. Place it upright in the center of the plate.
He picked up the lavender radish and started carving. The radish scraps flew regularly to the pool below, and exquisite sycamore flowers were born in Yuan Zhou's hands.
In a blink of an eye, Yuanzhou decorated the tree trunk with sycamore flowers, paired with a few green vegetable leaves, just like a blooming sycamore tree, a circle of white shrimp tails and red tail shells, and lifelike Sycamore.
The steam rising from the food looked like a burning flame, like a phoenix perched on a phoenix tree, reborn from the ashes.
"Phoenix shrimps for both of you." Yuan Zhou took out the shrimps and handed them to Wu Hai and Zhao Yingjun respectively.
"Boss Yuan, your shrimps look really good." Wu Hai took his plate and turned it around in surprise.
"I want to taste it, but I think it won't look good if I pick up a piece." Zhao Yingjun looked at the overall beautiful and smooth work, but didn't know where to take off his chopsticks.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to eat, I'll help you." Wu Zhou, who was drooling as he watched from the sidelines, said unceremoniously.
"No, I'll use the chopsticks first." He said and picked up a shrimp.
Zhao Yingjun had a relationship when he was on a business trip. It can be said that the winner is the shrimp and the shrimp is the loser. Therefore, he has a special affection for the dish of shrimp, otherwise he would not order a portion of more than 1,000 yuan. Come and eat the food.
The front part of the shrimp on the chopsticks is white, and the closer to the tail shell, the brighter red it becomes, like a vivid red like a flame.
Pop it into your mouth and bite down. The shrimp is tender and tender. The best thing is that it is extremely delicious but also has a light aroma, just like the smell of flowers.
Chewing carefully, the shrimp meat is a fusion of various flavors. These fusion flavors not only do not take away the freshness and sweetness of the shrimp itself, but also highlight the only thing missing is the fishy smell.
"Not only does it look like a phoenix tail, but it also tastes as fresh and sweet as a phoenix tail." Zhao Yingjun sighed after taking a bite of the shrimp.
"If it's delicious, it's delicious. With so many words, why should I eat another one?" That's right, while Zhao Yingjun was savoring it, Wu Zhou quickly picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth.
"As promised, just one." Zhao Yingjun looked as helpless as Wu Zhou fifteen minutes ago.
"No, I ate too fast just now and didn't taste the taste." Wu Zhou looked at the anchovy shrimp in front of him, and his heart felt like he was scratched by a cat. The curling aroma was like a small hook, tempting people to eat.
"You think you are Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, that's not okay." Zhao Yingjun decisively refused.
"Stingy." The clear soup noodles Wu Zhou ordered didn't come, so he immediately turned his attention to Wu Hai who was standing aside.
Wu Hai was very sensitive and noticed it immediately. He grabbed the plate and dragged it away with a "squeak" sound, while not forgetting to say, "I'm not familiar with you."
"We were chatting just now." Wu Zhou directly pointed out what Wu Hai had just teased him about.
"Illusion." Wu Hai denied decisively, turned away, and ate his own anchovy shrimp.
"Two portions of clear soup noodles." While Wu Zhou was looking left and right, Yuan Zhou served clear soup noodles.
"Eat noodles, don't miss the anchovies." Zhao Yingjun picked up a bowl of clear soup noodles and handed it directly to Wu Zhou.
"I asked for your face." Wu Zhou said silently.
"That's because you received the bonus." Zhao Yingjun put it bluntly.
"Okay, I'll eat noodles." Wu Zhou was speechless for a moment. He picked up his clear soup noodles and took two deep sips. He found that he felt much calmer. At least he still had delicious clear soup noodles to eat.
Zhao Yingjun took his clear soup noodles and looked left and right, smelled the aroma, put it aside, and happily ate the anchovy shrimps.
The eight anchovy shrimps would not last long no matter how carefully they were chewed, and by this time Wu Zhou was already happily eating his own clear soup noodles.
Zhao Yingjun is still very confused. After all, he really doesn't like to eat noodles. To eat or not to eat is a question.