In the following time, Shi Yu did not continue to practice cooking, but instead asked his instructor for a leave of absence. During the day, I wandered the streets and alleys to eat various delicacies, and at night, I continued to set up a stall next to the last noodle stall.
The old man of the noodle stall was overjoyed when he saw her coming. Last time because of this little girl, his business was very good. He later used the money to buy a bottle of good wine to drink slowly. This or that wine just finished drinking, this little God of Wealth came again.
After saying hello to the old man, Shi Yu brought out the tools he had collected in the past few days one by one. In the past few days, she walked the streets and alleys, not for no purpose, but to see what kind of pastries in this time and space look like.
The imperial capital is the center of politics, culture and economy, and delicacies from all over the country will gather here. Maybe some tastes are not particularly authentic, but you can see the style of these delicacies anyway.
Over the past few days, she found that there are quite a lot of dim sum in this time and space, but most of them are steamed food, and a few are fried. Most of the raw materials are rice noodles, which are closer to the staple food in terms of taste.
Because I have already promised Xiaojiali——Ling Xiaoxiao to prepare delicious food for her. Since it is her birthday, generally speaking, she will eat longevity noodles or birthday cake on this day. Someone will definitely prepare longevity noodles for her, but I'm afraid no one in this time and space will prepare birthday cakes.
So she decided to practice these few days first, and then strive to perform at the highest level.
This is not to say that Shiyu doesn't like Chinese dim sum. To be honest, Chinese dim sum and Western dim sum have their own advantages and disadvantages. Chinese-style dim sum is closer to the staple food and is a substitute for staple food; while Western-style dim sum is closer to snacks; the mid-point style is simple, and the western-style style is more catering to the aesthetics of the time. Therefore, West Point is very popular in modern cities, but no matter how much they eat, they still can't eat spicy sticks.
Midpoint wins.
Cake is a baked food, Shiyu searched all over the oven, and finally found only one with roast duck. No way, she had to settle for the next best thing and use a steamer instead.
There are many ways to make a memory cake, but she chooses the simplest one now.
Separate the egg whites and egg yolks, put all the egg whites of the six eggs in a larger plate, and then start to beat, while stirring vigorously, generally add sugar and corn flour. Until the egg white becomes milky white and creamy, the taste is tender and smooth, and then the egg yolk is changed.
Add flour to the egg yolk, add some fresh milk, then put some corn oil, and stir evenly to form a paste. At this time, put the previous egg whites into the egg yolks, and then stir well.
After that, pour all the batter into the mold, which is a smaller pot. Then fill the next larger pot with water, put an iron pad under it, put the small pot in it, and turn on the fire to steam.
After doing this, Shi Yu felt his arms a little sore. But after a quarter of an hour, I lifted the lid of the steamer and saw that the cake in the steamer had risen and tasted pretty good, but what happened to the cracks one after another
In the time-traveling novels I read before, Niu X time-traveling girls are basically omnipotent. Even if it is the first time to make a cake, the taste and style can rival the masters. How come to me, I am like a good-for-nothing
Sanpang couldn't wait to come over, Xiaopang scooped up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth impatiently.
"This pastry is delicious!" He said vaguely while eating, not afraid of being hot.
After Shi Yu waited for it to cool down, she poured out the cake. Although she said it didn't look good, it tasted good. The old noodle stall next to her was also watching, so she invited him to try it too.
The old man only took a bite, and praised: "This snack is good, I can bite it."
Shi Yu smiled and continued to practice making cakes. Because the cakes are full of satiety, after a few times, San Pang and the old man couldn't bear it anymore, so she cut them into pieces and put them on the booth with a price tag of one penny. There is no need for someone to take care of it, just put a bowl next to the signboard to hold money.
This new type of pastry has aroused the curiosity of passers-by because of its cheap price. Anyway, it is only a penny, so it is not bad to buy a piece to try.
So this taste was a bit careless, and the pastries on the booth were quickly robbed. There are still many people waiting around there waiting for the next pot.
The outsiders are no different than the students from the college who will automatically queue up. Fortunately, Shiyu has the experience of the last time, letting them queue up at the noodle stall, and at the same time restricting purchases, this calmed down the riot.
Those customers sat at the noodle stall, and some of them could not resist ordering a bowl when they smelled the noodles. This time the old man hitched a ride again.
For the next few days, Shi Yu temporarily put the knife recipes behind his head, and concentrated on practicing making cakes, which was a little vacation for himself.
In a few days, the cake was well-prepared, it no longer cracked and peeled easily, and at the same time, it could be made into other tricks.
The only thing that needs to be practiced is that the pattern squeezed with cream is still ugly and needs to be practiced again.
That night, Shiyu was lying on the bed sleeping, and woke up in the middle of the night.
Think about it, she has been making cakes every day these days, and that is what she eats for meals. She didn't notice that she didn't eat oil and salt for several days. For some reason, she suddenly thought of the roasted pork skin that she had eaten before. The roasted golden brown and crispy pork skin was smeared with chili oil, exuding a meaty aroma mixed with shallots and garlic. Pair it with spicy grilled wings and beer, and sit by the majestic river, it is so beautiful that it is not cheap.
"No, I can't help it!" The saliva has already flowed out.
Turning over, getting out of bed, and going downstairs, the moonlight shone in from outside. She came to the backyard. There is no river here, but a small pond. He took out the grill and put it by the pond, then rummaged through the ingredients.
There are not many types of ingredients in her ring, but there are a lot of fish and pork, all of which are sealed with ice.
Pig skin is something that few people have eaten. Because of the fat attached to it, or sometimes a few pig hairs on it, most of them were secretly thrown into the trash can.
But in fact, pigskin is rich in collagen and full of chewiness. If it is done well, the taste is definitely not inferior to that of lean pork.
Shi Yu cut a piece of pigskin the size of a book, removed the fur from it, and put it in the water for a while. The color of the pigskin suddenly became white. Remove excess fat and rub salt all over it.
At the same time, heat up the oil, put the chopped onion, ginger, garlic and chili noodles in and fry until fragrant, then pour out the oil and put it in a bowl.
Light a fire, put the pickled pigskin on the grill, and the tongue of fire licks the pigskin, and the color of the pigskin changes after a while. At the same time, the surface of the pigskin is still gradually bubbling. At this time, Shiyu should pay attention to turning the pigskin over, and use a toothpick to poke small holes in the pigskin, and then put the prepared chili oil layer by layer. brush on the pigskin.
The spicy aroma is the most attractive, and the aroma will disperse when it encounters a fire. At this time, the pigskin is also roasted to a scorched aroma, and it is sizzling on the fire. Sprinkle a layer of cumin powder on it, and this roasted pigskin is considered complete.