"Boss, go and have a look, the beggars outside are making a fuss, they are so hungry that they almost ate up the table!" A waiter from a restaurant ran in in a panic.
"Chef Zhang, are the buns ready?" Wen Shouzheng yelled.
"It will take a while! The minced meat is not cooked well!" Chef Zhang replied.
Xiao Wu took a few handymen to take care of the cage swiftly.
Bursts of white mist mixed with fragrance, exuded warmly.
"Hurry up, Brother Zheng, Brother Tang, speed up our noodles!" Wen Shouzheng waved his hand.
"Father, go get busy, just leave these two dishes to me!" Seeing such a flustered scene, Rou Rou volunteered again.
"Well, that's the way it is, Rou'er. Although it's still young for you to learn how to cook with Dad, you are talented and smart. Today is a good time to show off. Cook these two ordinary dishes with your heart! Dad believes in you! Wen Shouzheng patted Gentle on the shoulder, his eyes full of trust and encouragement.
"Master, I'm going to help sister Rou'er!" Fang Dashi patted his face.
"Okay, you two just let go and do it! If you don't understand, just ask me!" With Fang Dashi's help, Wen Shouzheng was a little relieved, explained it carefully, and then plunged into the melee of two hundred scorpion noodles went.
The back kitchen of Zuixianlou in winter has a large stock of ingredients, and cured meat is one of the indispensable items.
This special cured meat is stewed with pork shoulder, rock sugar, old wine, and broth, supplemented with spices such as star anise, cinnamon, amomum, and nutmeg.
After stewing, the cured meat needs to be soaked in the original soup overnight, the meat is more flavorful, and the taste is soft but not completely soft and deformed, which makes people drool when thinking about it.
On weekdays, chefs like to add some prepared cured meat to their cooking, firstly to enhance the color, and secondly to enhance the freshness.
However, looking at it today, this cured meat is about to return to its original path.
The meat is sandwiched in the steamed bun, so it is called Roujiamo!
"Brother Shitou, do you still have Baiji steamed buns?" Rourou took some ready-made cured meat and asked while finely chopping it with a knife.
"Wait, I'll get it!" While speaking, Fang Dashi lifted a bamboo basket, in which there were neatly prepared Baiji buns, which is also a characteristic of Xianyang.
Flour is added with lye, and baked in a traditional oven. The upper and lower sides of this oven are equipped with charcoal fires, which can control the temperature of the upper and lower sides, and the air in the middle is circulated. The skin of the baked buns is crispy and the taste is better.
"Brother Shitou, the steamed bun is a little cold. It will be tough after eating, so you can reheat it in the oven so that it will be crispy when biting." Rourou gently touched the surface of the Baiji steamed bun with the back of her hand.
Fang Dashi went to the oven with a basket of steamed buns.
Taking advantage of this time, Rou Rou casually boiled a few eggs, and chopped some finely chopped green peppers.
Everything was ready, and Fang Dashi's steamed buns were ready.
"Brother Zhuzi, how old is that nobleman?" Gentlely turned her head.
"It's an old man. By the way, he also said that the mutton should be stewed. He is old and has bad teeth." Zhu Zi scratched his head.
After listening softly, the knife in his hand roared again, and saw that the cured meat that had been chopped up was now chopped into finer pieces.
Wen Rou gently collected the minced meat with the toughness of a knife, divided it into several portions, and added them to the buns one by one; cut the boiled eggs into fine pieces, added them to the meat, sprinkled some green peppercorns, and finally took A spoonful of old soup with cured meat is poured into the added Baiji bun.
"Okay! Brother Zhuzi, you can send it up! I'm going to make mutton steamed buns!" Rourou's eyes were crooked, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he was very confident.
"Girl Rou'er, this...is it all right?" Zhu Zi rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it, it's too simple!
Zhu Zi seemed to see that in front of the table in the lotus hall, the honored guest brought all the adults, each with a Roujiamo, gnawing...
This is too ridiculous!
What's more, this Roujiamo should be made more delicate, such as some shark's fin and sea cucumber in it!
Zhu Zi thought so.
"Brother Zhuzi, hurry up, eat the bun while it's hot!" He urged with a gentle smile.
Frightened, Zhu Zi went upstairs with this large plate of Roujiamo. Although it smelled delicious, it looked so ordinary!
Gently knocked on the lotus door.
"Guest, the Roujiamo you want has arrived, please use it slowly!" Zhu Zi gently put down the plate, lowered his head, not daring to look at the expressions of the crowd.
Zhao Jing took a look at the bun, his face turned pale, even whiter than Bai Jimo.
I thought that the back kitchen would carefully prepare the unique Roujiamo, but I didn’t expect to make the most common Roujiamo in the streets and alleys! The guest is a great Confucian, a distinguished guest in the capital! He said he ordered Roujiamo, but why did he actually serve Roujiamo! fool! A bunch of idiots! If it gets out, it will be said that Mr. Songtao's reception banquet in Xianyang actually eats meat buns! Where can I put my Zhao's face!
Just when Zhao Jingyi was thinking wildly, Mr. Songtao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to reach out his hand towards the meat bun, picked up a hot bun bluntly, and bit it into his mouth.
"Hiss." The steamed bun was a little hot, but the heat just brought out the aroma of the cured meat.
Mr. Songtao changed hands, held the bun at a different angle, and took another mouthful, which was bigger than the mouthful.
"It's delicious! It's delicious! That's the taste! It's really delicious!" In the eyes of everyone in a daze, Mr. Songtao finished a piece of Roujiamo in two mouthfuls, with a satisfied expression on his face.
Then, he reached out and took the second one.
"Hey, why don't you eat it? It's delicious!" Mr. Songtao exclaimed.
"Okay, I'll get one!" Sheng Yaoshan couldn't wait, he had traveled a long distance, and it was the twelfth lunar month, and his stomach was already hungry, and he wanted to do it just now, but he didn't feel embarrassed.
"Well, it's delicious, sir, it's really delicious!" Sheng Yaoshan held a steamed bun with both hands, and bit it in a big mouthful. The soup of cured meat got a little on his face, but he didn't care about it, and continued to chew with.
The bun is crispy, the meat is rotten, and the juice is thick. The white of the boiled egg is slightly elastic, and the egg yolk and minced meat are mixed together to make it more fragrant. A little green pepper is added, which is full of fragrance and better dissolves the greasy meat.
Delicious, delicious!
Sheng Yaoshan kept nodding his head while eating, and accidentally ate two roujiamos in one go!
Zhao Jing waited to watch, but he didn't dare to make a sound, he just reached out and took one, and ate with him.
But the worry is more than the deliciousness of Roujiamo, Zhao Jingyi probably can't taste any taste in his mouth!
"Hey, Ren Yue, do you want one too?" Mr. Songtao took a steamed bun.
Ren Yue waved his hand: "Teacher, you eat, I'm not hungry."
"You're a picky eater, but I don't know how many delicacies you missed! In fact, food is the same as learning. Yangchun Baixue must be high-ranking, but everyone in Xialiba knows it! The more simple, the more pure, delicious is delicious , you don’t need a gorgeous appearance, just like this steamed bun, which is unpretentious but mellow, and you must eat every meal to be wise. If you know how to learn, it’s like eating, and with your talent, no one can match you in Dazhou!” Mr. Songtao After all, he closed his eyes slightly, and took another big bite.
"Sir, it's really delicious! I'll bring some for the brothers to taste later!" Sheng Yaoshan was excited after eating, and shouted: "Xiao Er, do you have any wine?"
048 Aperitif