Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 0357: This Scent Has Been Preventing Me from Being a Reserved Good Girl!!!

After a long time, the rosy and oily nine-turn large intestine comes out of the pot.

The smell of the rich and fresh smell wafted out the window.

The old ladies downstairs who were basking in the sun were drooling and cursing the street.

Good guy, it’s so fragrant, whose dish is this?

When their old man died, the banquet was not so fragrant.

Isn’t it sincere to eat this kind of dish at noon?

“This smell belongs to the old Yang family, right?”

“Yes, I heard that the kid in his family went to work as a cook and cook for celebrities, but it’s amazing.”

“It’s so fragrant, when I die, I must let Yang Xiaozi come and burn a big table for me.”

“Then what is the use of burning the mat when you are all dead, and you can’t eat it.”

“That’s right, sisters, or you die first, I’ll eat your table.”

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The old ladies sat in the warm sunlight, drooling while discussing what was going on.

The mouth with few teeth kept smacking, as if it wanted to smack the taste from this wind.

At the same time, Yang Zhe lifted the oil drum and started the pot to burn the oil again. Then add green onion, ginger and garlic, dried red pepper and Sichuan peppercorns and stir-fry until fragrant. With the sound of sizzling in the oil pan, the fragrance continued for a long time. Then, add the fresh lamb slices and start stir-frying.

The heat rushes up along the edge of the pot and ignites the inside of the pot together.

After the lamb comes into direct contact with the burning of the flame, the fat inside spills out and cooks quickly.

The taste of spices is also forced into the meat, and umami is locked in it

With a jingling sound, Yang Zhe used a spatula to put the stir-fried lamb on a plate.

Then he turned around and started cooking the next dish.

Taking advantage of this turning back, Qin Ziang had quietly stretched out his hand and pinched a piece of mutton and ate it in his mouth.

The stir-fried lamb does not lose its original tenderness, but the inside of the meat is full of juice.

And the taste of the spice has been completely immersed in it, and it is impossible to stop taking a sip.

Qin Ziang’s eyes were straight, and he couldn’t wait to swallow his tongue.

He loves to eat lamb.

But so far, the bite just now was the best he’d ever eaten.

Why?

Because it is actually a big problem to ensure that the meat is tender and deep.

Because heat and time have always been the basis for the ripening and flavor of dishes.

The lamb fried by ordinary people is either not tasteful, or the meat is too old to be woody.

It’s really rare to be able to achieve the peak taste and texture of ingredients at the same time

Otherwise, why do people like to use hot pot shabu mutton? Because the thinner the lamb slices are cut, the faster they ripen.

And the thin slices of meat are inseparable inside and out, and there is no problem that they cannot be tasted.

At this time, Yang Zhe glanced back at Qin Ziang, and then his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

“I’m a treat’s dish, how can you steal it” n? ”

“I’m here to help the guests taste the food.”

“Nonsense, quickly bring the finished dishes to the table.”

Qin Ziang snorted and left the kitchen with the plate.

At the same time, the carved chicken that had been stewed in the casserole was almost cooked.

As soon as the lid is lifted, the rich taste of chicken mixed with the aroma of rice wine mixed with the flower sculpture continues to rise.

Fresh and beautiful, it’s just topping.

Yang Zhe handed the gloves to Wang Linhua, then pointed to the casserole and asked him to bring it to the restaurant.

Who knew that this kid put on gloves and directly picked up the pot to his mouth.

“Eh, what are you doing?”

“I… I’ll take a sip. ”

“You just want to take a sip just out of the pot, then you must not burn to death, I will let you bring it outside.”

Wang Linhua also snorted after listening to it, and then took the casserole and left the kitchen

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhe restarted the pot and stir-fried a few vegetarian dishes.

One is scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the other is a small stir-fry in lotus pond.

What is Lotus Pond stir-fry?

It is a stir-fry made with lotus root, fungus, carrots, hollandaise beans, lettuce, and yam.

After stir-frying, take a fresh lotus leaf and blanch it, then spread it on the bottom of the plate as a whole, and then place the stir-fried dish on the lotus leaf, and the fragrance will be overflowing in an instant.

Therefore, this dish also has the name of lotus pond small stir-fry.

Qin Ziang, Wang Linhua and Su Xiaoqing went back and forth, bringing all the dishes to the table.

The last crucian carp tofu soup was served by Yang Zhe himself.

When the meal was ready, a room of seven people sat around and began to eat

The last time Reba came, she was very reserved.

Not only did they take small bites of food, but they also gave up the oil-braised prawns that were not very elegant but especially fond of.

And Zhao Lusi also behaved equally well-behaved and quiet this time, only daring to eat the stir-fried lamb in front of her.

Probably in their hearts, eating less and moving small is a good daughter-in-law.

This is related to the bad habits of China for thousands of years.

Because in ancient times, women in the family may not be eligible to serve at the table.

Even in modern times, there are still some small southern cities that maintain such customs.

And Su Xiaoqing is different.

Last time she came to Yang Zhe’s house as a guest, she was embarrassed to be too arrogant, so she accompanied Reba to be reserved.

But this time she won’t be stupid.

Reserved and eat less!

What’s more, his husband is an elm head, who only cares about eating for himself but does not give himself vegetables at all.

If you are still reserved, then how can you have enough food and clothing?

At this moment, Mother Yang, wearing plastic gloves, tore a chicken leg from a pot of simmering carved chicken and placed it in Zhao Lusi’s bowl.

Zhao Ruth looked at the chicken leg bar and drooled, but hesitated for a long time but did not dare to move.

“Ruth, eat a chicken drumstick.”

“Thank you Auntie.”

Zhao Rusi responded sweetly, tearing a little bit from the chicken leg and eating it into her mouth.

The chicken mixed with the aroma of wine is full and juicy, and when you bite into it, the skin will open the flesh and bloom, and the aroma is overflowing.

Chew two more mouthfuls and feel the tenderness of the flesh with your tongue, which is almost moistened even to your teeth.

Moreover, the umami of the carved chicken is very long-lasting, lingering on the taste buds, and instantly turning over the entire taste system.

Moisturizing, oily and watery, simply delicious.

Zhao Rusi wanted to grab it directly, and then took a big bite.

But she kept repeating in her heart ‘be reserved’, ‘be reserved’, desperately suppressing her appetite.

But Yang Zhe’s craft was so easy to resist.

Even if she is reserved on the surface, she can’t stop the spillage of saliva.

Seeing this scene, Mother Yang couldn’t help but smile secretly.

Why are the girls who come to the house for the first time so shy?

“Ruth, you eat more.”

“I’m eating, Auntie, you can eat too, leave me alone.”

“Auntie knows that you have to stay in shape, but you still have to eat a little more when you get home, and you don’t gain weight by eating chicken, you can eat it with confidence.”

Mother Yang finished saying with a smile, and suddenly felt how this sentence was so familiar.

Oh, it seems that she said the same thing when Reba came the other day…