After returning to the kitchen, Shi Jinbin stopped Feng Yifan from participating and asked him to take orders for other people.
"You don't have to get involved with the noodles. Just watch. I'll make the ingredients myself."
Feng Yifan smiled and nodded, but before he started to work, he asked one more question: "Uncle Master, I still have some scallion oil, do you want to use it?"
Hearing about scallion oil, Shi Jinbin immediately perked up: "Oh? You have fried scallion oil, right?"
Feng Yifan nodded, then turned around to get the scallion oil.
Shi Jinbin opened the lid, sniffed it carefully, and was immediately surprised: "Oh, Yifan, you are really good, this scallion oil is really authentic, with shallots, scallions, scallions, onions, as well as bay leaves, cinnamon, star anise, angelica, and coriander."
After sniffing it, Shi Jinbin roughly guessed what was in the scallion oil and was very satisfied.
"Okay, now that I have the scallion oil, I can make the fried sauce."
Just when Feng Yifan and Shi Jinbin were getting ready to open, Lin Ruifeng, who had just finished working at the breakfast shop next door and was about to take a break, came in.
Seeing Lin Ruifeng coming in, Shi Jinbin immediately said, "Hey, Ruifeng, you're here at the right time. Ruifeng, prepare the code for me."
Lin Ruifeng had just walked in and was a little confused when he heard Shi Jinbin's words: "Master, what did you ask me to help you prepare? Code? What is that?"
Feng Yifan smiled and said, "It means various codes. The last part is the pronunciation of Beijing dialect, which means various materials."
Shi Jinbin smiled and said, "Yes, yes, we call it ma in Beijing, all kinds of toppings to go with noodles."
Lin Ruifeng immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, Uncle Master, what do you need?"
Shi Jinbin did not hesitate to give the order directly: "Shredded cucumber, shredded carrot, some diced celery. Remember, the celery must be tender. Also, some bean sprouts, cabbage, mushrooms, Chinese toon..."
Shi Jinbin mentioned more than ten kinds of things in one breath, which surprised Lin Ruifeng. Fearing that he could not remember them, Lin Ruifeng quickly took notes.
After Shi Jinbin finished speaking, Lin Ruifeng carefully confirmed it again, and then asked curiously: "Master, what are you going to do?"
Shi Jinbin smiled and said, "Make a bowl of authentic noodles with soybean paste. Every household in Beijing knows how to make it, but every household has a different bowl of soybean paste. Go and prepare it quickly."
Naturally, Lin Ruifeng did not dare to hesitate. He quickly followed the list given by the old man and began to prepare various "codes" according to the order.
Feng Yifan was neither hurried nor slow, and quickly started making his noodles with toppings according to the previous order.
The various toppings were quickly prepared, paired with the noodles just out of the pot, served in bowls, and then taken out to be served.
After coming back, I saw Shi Jinbin found a basin and was preparing to make sauce.
While working, Shi Jinbin also gave some explanations to Lin Ruifeng.
"You must remember, when you want to dilute the fried sauce, you must not use water, otherwise the sauce will not taste good. You must use rice wine and soy sauce to dilute it."
As he spoke, Shi Jinbin first put dry yellow paste into the basin, and then added soybean paste and bean paste respectively.
“My recipe is different from that of some restaurants in Beijing. Most restaurants in Beijing do not use the other two kinds of sauces, but only use dry yellow sauce. That way, it tastes saltier, and people in some parts of the south may not be used to it.
So I added the other two sauces to make this, so the three sauces are combined into one, and the taste will be more complex. "
Pour all the sauce into the bowl, and then Shi Jinbin starts kneading it with his hands.
The purpose was to mix the three sauces evenly, and at the same time, he reminded Lin Ruifeng: "Xiao Lin, bring the rice wine over and add some in."
Lin Ruifeng was so fascinated by what he saw that he didn't respond immediately.
Seeing this, Feng Yifan quickly grabbed the rice wine, went to his uncle's side, and added some to his uncle's sauce.
Shi Jinbin glanced at Feng Yifan and quickly reminded him, "Don't add it all in. Add it in small amounts, little by little. You need to dilute the sauce slowly."
Feng Yifan also followed the old man's instructions and added some food to Shi Jinbin's bowl little by little.
The rice wine was almost the same, and some soy sauce was added as required.
Wait until the sauce is almost diluted.
That is to say, it appears to be viscous but not too watery, which means it is basically good.
Next, Shi Jinbin put some oil into the pot.
"You have to remember, there must be enough oil. If there is not enough oil, the sauce will definitely not be fried well. It must be enough. Then put the diced meat in first."
The diced meat was already cut by the old man in advance. They were all evenly diced into the size of soybeans, and the pork belly was fat and lean.
Put it into the pot and start frying it slowly. Gradually, there is more and more oil in the pot.
The fried diced meat also gradually shrunk and turned brown all around.
"Look, the oil has become clear after the diced meat has been fried like this. It's good to go. Then pour all the sauce in."
This time, Lin Ruifeng, who had been waiting nearby, quickly picked up the basin and poured all the sauce into the pot.
Next, Shi Jinbin began to slowly stir-fry the sauce in the pan with a spoon.
"You have to use a low heat, and then keep using a spoon to gently push the sauce so that it can be fried evenly. Don't be impatient, and you have to watch the pot and do it slowly."
Seeing this, and seeing that the pot was full of sauce, Lin Ruifeng asked worriedly: "Master, do you want to add water?"
Upon hearing this question, Shi Jinbin immediately said: "Don't add water. You must not add water. Remember, don't add water to the fried sauce."
Lin Ruifeng nodded quickly: "Okay, I understand."
After frying for a while, Shi Jinbin said to Lin Ruifeng, "Give me those chopped green onions and pour some in."
Lin Ruifeng now became Shi Jinbin's assistant. He trotted over to get the chopped green onions and poured some of them into the pot according to Shi Jinbin's request.
Shi Jinbin then continued to work slowly, using a spoon to push the sauce in the pot, allowing the chopped green onions to gradually mix into the sauce.
When oil started to ooze out of the sauce, Shi Jinbin skimmed off some of the oil and then added the second serving of chopped green onions.
Then fry it slowly to allow the chopped green onions to blend with the sauce in the pot.
The whole process lasted nearly half an hour, and the entire kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of sauce.
Lin Ruifeng couldn't help but swallowing his saliva.
Zhao Daxia, who had already come to work, was also attracted by the strong aroma of soy sauce in the kitchen. She came over to smell the aroma and asked, "Are you making fried soy sauce?"
Shi Jinbin smiled and said, "Yes, how about Beijing fried sauce? Is it fragrant?"
Zhao Daxia swallowed her saliva and responded: "It smells good. It smells really good."
Feng Yifan had already served a round of dishes, and now half an hour had passed. Shi Jinbin asked Lin Ruifeng to pour all the last chopped green onions into the pot.
"When you add the chopped green onions for the last time, don't rush. Push them slowly, spread the sauce, and slowly let the chopped green onions blend into the sauce. Take your time, don't rush."
After more than forty minutes, there was almost no moisture in the fried sauce, and the sauce in the pot was already shiny and oily.
Shi Jinbin finally got the fried sauce out of the pot.
"Okay, it's ready to serve."
A pot of fried sauce was poured back into the bowl of fried sauce. The rich aroma of sauce, meat and onion made people want to pick up the pot of fried sauce and drink it all in one gulp.
After finishing the pot of fried sauce, Shi Jinbin smiled and said, "Okay, this pot of fried sauce is done. If you want to eat it in the future, you can just heat it up a little bit."
Then, Shi Jinbin said to Feng Yifan: "Yifan, are you ready for the noodles?"
Feng Yifan smiled and removed the wet gauze on the side of the cooking table.
"Master, everything is ready for you. I have specially prepared hand-rolled noodles for you."
Seeing this scene, Shi Jinbin was immediately happy: "Well, Yifan, you really know how to eat. This fried sauce with slightly proofed hand-rolled noodles is the real authentic one."
Then, Feng Yifan personally cooked noodles in another pot.
Put the noodles into boiling water, add cold water three times, boil them three times, and then take out the noodles.
Then, Shi Jinbin began to serve noodles bowl by bowl.
There are not many noodles in the bowl. First, a spoonful of fried sauce is put on the noodles, and then a spoonful of oil is poured on them.
"You have to add a spoonful of oil so that the noodles can be moistened, otherwise they will be too dry."
Then put all the prepared codes on.
"Remember, the amount of ingredients must be sufficient. The key to making noodles with soybean paste lies in the amount of ingredients. If the amount of ingredients is not sufficient, then it will not work."
Arrange the ingredients one by one in a bowl, garnish them with a little coriander or Chinese toon, and then drizzle with a little sesame oil.
After finishing the decoration, Shi Jinbin quickly said, "Okay, Ruifeng, hurry up and help them up outside with me. It won't work if we leave it for too long."
Lin Ruifeng naturally did not dare to delay, and quickly put bowls of noodles on the tray. Then he picked up the tray and quickly followed Shi Jinbin to the door.
When they reached the door, Shi Jinbin said again: "Yifan, when you and Xiao Zhao are not busy, you can eat first and taste the flavor."
Feng Yifan responded: "Okay, uncle, you go first."
After Shi Jinbin and Lin Ruifeng left, Feng Yifan made a bowl for Zhao Daxia and handed it to her.
"Sister Zhao, you can try it too."
Zhao Daxia had actually wanted to try it for a long time, but now that Feng Yifan brought it to her, she felt a little embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry, I just got here and haven't started working yet, but I'm already eating."
Feng Yifan laughed when he heard this: "It's okay, you eat first, only when you are full will you have the strength to work."
After hearing this, Zhao Daxia thought about it, went back to the bathroom to put down her things and wash her hands, then came back and solemnly took over the bowl of noodles with various kinds of sauce.
On the other side, Shi Jinbin asked Lin Ruifeng to bring out a tray and put the noodles in front of Su Jinrong and Su Lanxin.
At the same time, he also invited Lu Cuiling and Su Ruoxi, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, to come and eat together.
"Mother-in-law, Ruoxi, you two should come and eat with us. There aren't many guests right now. Eat first. If guests start arriving later, you might not have time to eat."
Su Lanxin glanced at the noodles in the bowl in front of her.
It was almost exactly the same as what she had eaten before.
The first time Shi Jinbin came to Su Ji, it was like this when he cooked for everyone.
At first glance, there was almost no noodles or fried sauce in the bowl, as they were all covered by the various toppings.
It can be said that in the full bowl, almost half of it is filled with various kinds of fillings.
Shi Jinbin had already started, and quickly helped Su Jinrong mix a bowl of noodles, and put it in front of Su Jinrong: "Jinrong, try it and see if it tastes the same as it did back then."
Su Jinrong took the bowl and said with a smile: "Take a look, it's just the same as it was back then."
Shi Jinbin continued: "We still have to taste it."
Su Lanxin also started to mix the noodles. It was the first time for the secretary to see her boss mixing noodles by hand, and she found that the boss's technique was very skillful.
In comparison, the secretary had no idea how to do it, while Lu Cuiling and Su Ruoxi on the side also seemed a little clumsy.
She really doesn't have Su Lanxin's smooth flow. Not only is she able to mix the noodles, sauce and toppings in the bowl very evenly, but her key movements are also not very big.
After the noodles were mixed and before eating, Su Lanxin suddenly said to Su Ruoxi: "Ruoxi, do you have any garlic?"
Su Ruoxi immediately said, "Oh, there's a little. I'll go to the kitchen and get it for you."
As she spoke, Su Ruoxi quickly rushed into the kitchen and quickly brought back a head of garlic for Su Lanxin.
After Su Lanxin took it, she peeled the garlic very skillfully.
Then, under the somewhat subversive gaze of the secretary, Su Lanxin ate the noodles with garlic in big mouthfuls, without caring about her image at all.
At this moment, President Su was completely overturned in the secretary's eyes.
You know, she has been with President Su for so long, but she has never seen President Su eat like this.
Not to mention those high-end restaurants abroad, even when President Su usually eats, she always chews slowly. The secretary has always felt that President Su is a typical Jiangnan lady, who is really very gentle.
But what she never expected was that Su Lanxin would actually show such a side of herself in front of her.
But the secretary was sure that the person she saw was Su Lanxin.
Su Lanxin took a few big bites and when she picked up the garlic again, she saw that her secretary was sitting there watching in amazement, but was not eating.
Then, Su Lanxin mixed the noodles for the secretary herself and stuffed a garlic into the secretary's hand.
"Eat it quickly, it won't be good if it gets cold. Also, you have to eat it with garlic, peel it yourself, that way it will have more flavor."
The secretary looked at the noodles in front of her, and then at the garlic stuffed in her hand. She really couldn't figure it out for a long time. Is all this true? Is this really the Su Lanxin who has always been very particular