Hearing the vocabulary of the three pastries, candy rolls and golden incense rings, Nian Bing couldn't help but feel moved. He had heard of two of these three pastries. Candy rolls and golden incense rings are famous snacks, but There are very few people who can master the heat and do a good job. But what is that nest? Since Ming Yuan is known as the king of wonderful chefs, he must be good at ingenious cooking methods, and he must ask this nest for his cooking methods if he has the opportunity.
Xue Jing thought for a while, and said: "Uncle Ming, then I want to eat Jinxiang circle. You know, people like to eat this most. How about you teach me how to do it?"
Ming Yuan made a frightened look on purpose, and said: "You? Forget it, unless your father agrees to burn down the kitchen of Qingfengzhai, it doesn't matter, I will teach you. Otherwise, uncle wants to live a few more years and give you more How many more delicious ones? But, girl, although the golden incense rings are crispy and oily, the oil is still a bit heavy, which is not very good for the skin."
Xue Jing giggled, and said: "People don't eat it every day, it doesn't matter if they eat it once in a while."
Ming Yuan stood up and said, "Well, come with me, uncle will make it for you now, anyway, the ingredients are ready-made."
Xue Jing smiled slightly, and whispered a few words in Ming Yuan's ear. Ming Yuan frowned slightly after listening, and his eyes fell on Nian Bing who was not far away. After thinking for a while, he said: "You girl, you will give I'm looking for trouble. However, I agreed, I only do it once, and how much I can learn is his own problem."
Xue Jing said happily: "I know that uncle is the best."
Ming Yuan said angrily: "Don't just let that little white face confuse you. You girl! There's really nothing you can do." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the kitchen first.
Nian Bing found that when Ming Yuan left, he glanced at himself, and there seemed to be a warning in his eyes. Could it be that what Xue Jing whispered in his ear just now had something to do with him? Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Xue Jing call out: "Nian Bing, come here and help Uncle Ming." As soon as she said this, all the chefs immediately turned their attention to Nian Bing, all kinds of weird things happened. Looks appeared one after another, no need to ask, many people have already misunderstood. You must know that Miao Chef Wang Mingyuan has always been famous for cherishing his broom, and never allowed others to watch when cooking. Xue Jing's call was obviously to let Nian Bing learn from him how to make golden incense rings.
Nian Bing stood up, pointed to his nose and said, "Miss, are you calling me? I'm just chopping wood!"
Xue Jing glared at him, and said angrily, "Come here as soon as I tell you, there are so many nonsense. Hurry up."
Nian Bing had no choice but to walk to Xue Jing's side and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
Xue Jing smiled slightly, and said: "It can be regarded as repaying the slap on your face. Let me tell you, how many people want to learn Uncle Ming's unique skills, this opportunity is very rare, you have to work hard, as long as you can Learn a little bit, and you will have money to eat in the future. If you practice well, I will ask Uncle Ming to transfer you from the woodshed to the kitchen."
Nian Bing looked at Xue Jing with weird eyes. This hot-tempered girl seemed to have her cuteness.
Xue Jing's pretty face blushed slightly, and she pushed Nian Bing, "Let's go quickly. Don't think about it, you stayed with me for a long time last night, and I beat you again. I just want to make it up to you. Besides, in the future Maybe I'll ask you to do me a favor."
As the two talked, they had already entered the kitchen. Qingfengzhai is worthy of being a famous restaurant. The kitchen alone has an area of over a thousand square meters. Although the place is large and there are various materials placed, it is not messy at all. Obviously it is After careful tidying up, all kinds of kitchen utensils were neatly placed, Xue Jing pulled Nian Bing and walked towards the innermost part, and said as she walked: "Uncle Ming doesn't usually cook in person, only important guests can cook." Tasting dishes made by him. Of course, I am an exception."
The place where Ming Yuan cooks is covered by a circle of curtains. He obviously doesn't want anyone to see him cooking. Nian Bing secretly shakes his head in his heart. These famous chefs are all so stingy, how can cooking skills be carried forward
Xue Jing and Nian Bing lifted the curtain and entered Ming Yuan's private cooking space of about 20 square meters. Ming Yuan glanced at them and said coldly to Nian Bing: "I will only do it once, move quickly, you have to watch carefully Now, how much you can learn depends on your own good luck." As soon as the words fell, his hands moved immediately.
Ming Yuan grasped it with his left hand, pulled a clean empty basin from the side, and scooped about a catty of noodles with his right hand into the basin. At the same time, the left hand scooped up half a spoonful of water from the other side, and poured it into the noodles slowly. The two hands were doing different movements, but there was no confusion at all. Nian Bing knows that this is the well-known technique of mutual gain in the culinary art world, where the mind is divided into two purposes, and it is necessary to concentrate on what it is doing. At this time, Ming Yuan's right hand took out some white powder from the three white seasoning boxes, added them to the flour, and said flatly: "Warm water dissolves salt, alkali, and a little alum. This is the foundation." As soon as the voice fell, The work in his hands has been completed. With a shake of his hands, the tools in his hands have returned to their respective positions. Both hands are inserted into the basin at the same time, stirring quickly. In just a few blinks of an eye, the flour and seasoning that had been scattered before had turned into a dough.
Nian Bing knew very well in his heart that what you put in is secondary, the most important thing is the amount you put in. The technique of kneading the dough is also very particular, the wrist must be strong, and the order of kneading directions is different. Finished products will vary. Although the cooking of the Golden Fragrance Circle was just beginning, Nian Bing had already seen a lot of things, and nodded secretly in his heart, a master, indeed a master, it seems that he did not come to Qingfengzhai in vain.
The movements in Ming Yuan's hands became faster and faster, and the dough kept changing into various shapes in his hands, sometimes long strips, sometimes flat pieces. There is no time to stop. If it is an ordinary chef, when making golden incense rings, it will take an hour and a half after kneading the dough before continuing the process. The reason why Ming Yuan keeps kneading the dough is precisely because he wants to mix this The process of waking up is omitted. This requires extremely high skill and familiarity with the fusion of several seasonings. Just this point, Ming Yuan has already proved that he did not get the word Miao Chu Wang for nothing.
Finally, after about fifteen minutes of kneading, the dough was placed on the chopping board in an oval shape. Ming Yuan looked very calm, as if the ten minutes of vigorous kneading did not affect him in the slightest. Glancing at Nian Bing, he said: "See clearly, the bottom is the key." While speaking, he lit the stove with flint, put a clean iron pan on top of the fire, and poured half a pot of oil.
A thick rolling pin with a length of about 1.5 meters entered his hand. With just a few simple movements, the dough on the chopping board had already turned into a flat sheet. Learned so much from him. I started with a small knife specially used for making pasta. The flat slices have been turned into uniform strips about two inches wide. Ming Yuan held one end of the noodles with one hand, and supported the side of the noodles with the other hand. On the other end, make a long flat piece, about two inches thick, use a knife to cut the dough piece into an inch and a half width, stack every two pieces together, cut a knife in the middle with a small knife, Nian Bing can see clearly, the two sides are not cut through, Connect a little bit. At this time, the oil has burned to 50% heat.
With a wave of Ming Yuan's right hand, the semi-finished golden incense ring slid lightly into the pot, and a pair of chopsticks jumped into his left hand from nowhere. It turned into a circular circle, shaped like a bracelet. Under the action of the chopsticks, it was constantly turned over, and his other hand was not idle, one after another, the golden incense circles kept entering the pot. Xue Jing He hurriedly took the plate, and the golden incense rings came out of the pot one by one, and the aroma was overflowing, making people want to eat. When the tenth golden incense ring of the same size was out of the pot, Ming Yuan stopped moving, and while covering the stove to put out the fire, he said to Xue Jing: "Quiet, try it and see if your uncle Ming's craftsmanship has deteriorated." .”
Xue Jing giggled and said: "Uncle Ming's craftsmanship is the best, how could he regress. Hey, Nian Bing, you..."