Six Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Control the Amount of Ability
A truly qualified and good cook will make the ratio of the ingredients purchased today based on the approximate number of guests he needs to receive today. In order to ensure that the ingredients are purchased fresh every day, and try not to have too much surplus every day.
Because according to the standards of star-rated restaurants, it is absolutely not allowed to use overnight ingredients for cooking.
Including cooking in some high-end hotels in China and state banquets, it is also necessary to ensure the freshness of daily ingredients, and the use of overnight ingredients is absolutely not allowed.
This is a great test of a cook's control over the amount of ingredients. To be able to be precise, the ingredients can be used up almost every day. Unless there is an emergency, there should not be too much food left, which will lead to waste of food.
Nowadays, the country is also advocating table economy, and CDs are required for meals in restaurants and hotels.
In fact, top chefs must not waste their daily purchases.
Therefore, Feng Yifan gave Lin Ruifeng and Ma Xiaolong the final test, which was to ask them to cook such a fried rice according to the number of diners and the meal size of diners of different ages.
It can't be too much, because there are two servings, and everyone can't finish it.
But it also cannot be less, because too little will not allow everyone to taste the unique taste of their fried rice.
It can be said that this final test has become a problem that both Lin Ruifeng and Ma Xiaolong need to rack their brains to consider. In particular, they need to consider whether the greasy taste brought by their own fried rice and side dishes will make the elderly and children not want to take a second bite, so that the fried rice will remain.
When Feng Yifan mentioned this test, Su Ruoxi and other people who were not familiar with cooking did not understand the intention.
But Su Jinrong, Zhuang Daozhong, Shi Jiahui and the three foreign chefs, they are naturally very clear about the intention of Feng Yifan's test, and everyone agrees with this test.
While Zhuang Daozhong was waiting, he thought of the old man Su Quancheng back then.
"Maybe you don't know that Ruoxi's grandfather was very famous in the state banquet team back then, and it was something that almost all the state banquet masters could not do."
Having said that, it naturally attracted everyone's attention, and everyone couldn't wait to know what it was?
Zhuang Daozhong looked at Shi Jiahui and asked, "Jiahui, did your father tell you?"
Shi Jiahui shook her head: "My father really never said that,
But my father really admires the master. Anyway, since I was young, I heard my dad always talk about the master. When I was learning how to cook, I would always say, how was your master? ? "
Zhuang Daozhong said seriously: "Your master, that is indeed a real master, a top master."
Hearing this, Ning Guang couldn't wait to mutter: "What kind of skill is it?"
When the younger brother muttered, Ning Cheng immediately glared at the younger brother, and said in a low voice, "Listen, don't talk."
Zhuang Daozhong glanced at the two brothers, then smiled and said: "Grandpa Ruoxi's ability back then was to be able to accurately grasp the amount of ingredients used in each dish, without any weighing at all, just relying on his own ability to judge, almost There is no difference, there will never be a single shallot left in a dish."
Hearing this, Ning Guang and the people who didn't know how to cook didn't understand very well.
But cooks like Feng Yifan are well aware of how terrifying that ability is.
You know, in the cooking process of a dish, how much each main dish, side dish, and condiment needs to be added is simply an unquantifiable thing.
And when old man Su Quansheng was able to achieve such quantification, it really made the cooks present have to admire.
Zhuang Daozhong saw that other people didn't quite understand, so he immediately gave a serious explanation: "To put it simply, if the back kitchen has been cleaned up today, but there is a table of guests who want to add a plate of shredded pork temporarily, under normal circumstances, it is necessary to prepare the ingredients again, and then Start preparing to fry this plate of shredded pork.
So in this way, after frying, there will definitely be some unused ingredients left, right? "
Hearing this question, everyone understands that if you fry a plate of shredded pork alone, that’s for sure. It’s impossible to measure the amount for one plate so accurately. Maybe there are too many shredded pork or other ingredients, and there will definitely be leftovers.
Zhuang Daozhong saw that everyone understood, and Feng Yifan and the others explained what they didn't understand, so he continued.
"If Grandpa Ruoxi comes to fry, the meat will be used up in the end, and the onion and ginger will not be left. He will take out as much ingredients as he uses, and there is no need to repackage after his plate of shredded pork is fried. .”
What Zhuang Daozhong said, Su Ruoxi and the others still don't understand.
Feng Yifan thought for a while and then explained again: "That is, how much meat, peppers, onions and ginger should be used in a plate of shredded pork, grandpa will ensure that it is just used up, and that a plate of shredded pork will not be fried enough. The amount of meat will not be fried for a plate of shredded pork, and there will be unusable meat left in the end."
Give such an explanation, so that everyone present can finally fully understand.
Especially those who have cooked at home, naturally understand what a powerful skill it is.
Su Jinrong also said: "Well, Grandpa Ruoxi did have such an ability back then. I followed him for a long time, but I still haven't fully grasped it. I can't control it so well."
Shi Jiahui couldn't help but marvel: "My God, Master's hand is too powerful."
As the former sous chef in the Shanghai Hotel, Shi Jiahui is well aware of the power of this technique. Because she knows very well that if she can't grasp it accurately, how many ingredients will be wasted in the kitchen every day. In order to save money, many big hotels can only let employees make staff meals at night.
But in fact, that is also a waste, not to say that employees should not be given meals.
It is because, under the circumstances that cannot be controlled, it will virtually increase the cost of restaurants and restaurants.
Especially for star-rated restaurants, the ingredients must be fresh every day, which is an invisible and huge cost.
Zhuang Daozhong looked at Feng Yifan and said, "I know, Yifan seems to have this ability, right? So Su Ji's purchases before were also very precise, and there would not be too much surplus every day, especially those meat and fresh food."
Seeing his uncle talking about himself, Feng Yifan could only smile and said, "I'm just figuring it out on my own, and I may not be able to reach the level of my grandfather back then. There is still a lot of room for growth."
Zhuang Daozhong laughed immediately: "Hahaha, you kid, you are really cunning."
Immediately afterwards, the other adults also laughed.
And maybe only Catherine, Hans, and Tom know Feng Yifan's true strength in this area, which is really terrifying.
Three-star restaurants have the same requirements, so if Feng Yifan can't be so accurate and estimate the number of daily customers to purchase, how can he become the chef of three-star restaurants?
Even now, in the hearts of the three people abroad, they feel that Feng Yifan's hand should be the true biography of his wife's grandfather.
A group of people here were talking, listening to Zhuang Daozhong talking about the old man Su Quansheng back then.
Even the children, including Feng Ruoruo, listened to the stories told by an old man like Zhuang Daozhong, and the children listened with great interest.
Usually a small chatterbox with a lot of words, but he sat obediently in his father's arms and listened.
I have to say that Zhuang Daozhong's talk about those funny stories about the kitchen after the state banquet is really very interesting.
For example, sometimes, a certain young chef made a mistake, but when it was time to serve the dishes, a powerful state banquet master like Su Quansheng would personally make changes.
"Once, it was a foreign event, and our state banquet needed to be in charge of the banquet, and in the middle of each round of dishes, we needed to intersperse some small snacks, as a relief for foreign guests, or to change the taste.
As a result, a young guy at that time was making a side dish that required vinegar. It’s not enough. The state banquet purchases are all rationed, so there won’t be a lot more. "
Speaking of this, Zhuang Daozhong deliberately paused to attract everyone's attention.
"Then Grandpa Ruoxi made a move, took it over to taste the taste, and then began to change and adjust the taste, and quickly adjusted a very fresh, sour and refreshing cold dish."
Hearing this, everyone thought it was amazing that temporary seasoning could change the taste.
But the matter did not end here, Zhuang Daozhong continued: "But that one pot is fine, but the other tastes are different. When the dishes cannot be served, the dishes given to each table are different? Grandpa Ruoxi What he tastes, seasons the rest."
He paused again, watching everyone stare wide-eyed and waiting for the result, to seduce everyone's curiosity.
Finally, Zhuang Daozhong said: "The result is that the taste is exactly the same. I didn't weigh and add the ingredients. I added it completely according to my own touch. I can tell the same taste."
Everyone was really amazed, and felt that Mr. Su Quansheng was so powerful back then.
Su Jinrong also admired his father even more in his heart, and at the same time felt guilty for not being able to carry forward Su Ji.
Feng Yifan noticed his father-in-law's expression, leaned close to his father-in-law and said softly, "Dad, you don't have to blame yourself, you have actually worked hard, I believe grandpa will be very satisfied."
Hearing this, Su Jinrong turned to look at his son-in-law, nodded and said softly, "Yeah, good."
Here Zhuang Daozhong was telling stories, and over there Lin Ruifeng and Ma Xiaolong were also working hard.
Finally, Ma Xiaolong's plate of fried rice was ready, and he actually used a mold to shape it. Without putting it in a kraft paper box, he also shaped the fried rice into small rice balls.
And he ensured that the size of each rice ball is one bite for adults and two to three bites for children.
After doing this, a large plate was prepared, and I brought it to Feng Yifan and the others in person.
Seeing the small rice balls on the plate, Feng Ruoruo and his children naturally liked them the most. They didn't feel that the plate was fried rice at all, but felt that the plate was rice balls, and they couldn't wait to eat it.
Ma Xiaolong also stood beside him, respectfully introducing Feng Yifan, Zhuang Daozhong, Su Jinrong, Shi Jiahui and the others.
"This is my barbecue fried rice. I shaped them into rice balls, so that it will be easier for everyone to eat. Please enjoy it slowly."
After a brief introduction, Ma Xiaolong also quickly ran back to the stall and continued to make fried rice for the people in line.
Such a scene made some girls in line feel very strange.
The girl in the first place asked directly: "Brother Handsome Chef, why did you come over here to give it off? You usually don't come out, and they really want you to give it to others."
Ma Xiaolong replied indifferently: "Sorry, I'm a small business, I can't deliver food, the reason why I gave it to the people at that table is because my master is there, and some of my elders are there, so as a junior, I must to give them."
A bit of blunt words, and an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, instantly cooled the girl who was looking forward to it.
Lin Ruifeng was also a little anxious when he saw that Ma Xiaolong had been sent there.
Fortunately, Shen Qingluo was by the side. Seeing that Ma Xiaolong had finished, she knew that her boyfriend might be anxious, so she hurriedly whispered beside her: "Don't worry, don't you understand the principle that if you go first, you will lose?"
Lin Ruifeng was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Shen Qingluo.
The latter continued: "Oh, even in some games, the one who goes up first will lose, so you are behind, which means you want to win."
Hearing his girlfriend's encouragement and support, Lin Ruifeng rekindled his fighting spirit and continued to cook seriously.
It was also fortunate that Feng Yifan and the others came at a time that was not considered the dinner time when the night market was at its peak.
Therefore, both Lin Ruifeng and Ma Xiaolong had enough time to complete the last question that Feng Yifan gave to them.
Ma Xiaolong’s fried rice has already been served, and the children can’t wait. Feng Yifan smiled and said, “Okay, everyone, don’t just look at it, try it quickly, our children are already salivating. It's going to flow down."
Everyone laughed and said, "Okay, let's eat."
Naturally, let Zhuang Daozhong, Su Jinrong and Lin Ruifeng's parents taste it first.
After the old people had eaten, Feng Yifan began to share a portion of the food for the children, so that the children could eat as soon as possible.
After everyone got their share, Feng Yifan scooped up the last rice ball with a spoon to taste.
Ma Xiaolong continued to do business, but in fact he was always paying attention to Feng Yifan. Especially when he saw Feng Yifan stuttering, he was really nervous and almost hurt his hand while cooking rice.
His fingers were scalded by the iron plate, which also made Ma Xiaolong wake up immediately, knowing that he still had to concentrate.
Ma Xiaolong took a deep breath, restrained his mind and continued to concentrate on cooking rice.
On the other side, Lin Ruifeng finally finished the last fried rice. Everything looked perfect, and the pairings were as good as he could make them, and he also specially paired them with char siew, roast duck and roast goose.
Shen Qingluo next to him helped and prepared everyone's dipping sauce.
Then, Lin Ruifeng and Shen Qingluo together brought such a large plate of fried rice and dipping sauce to Feng Yifan and the others.
At this time, Ma Xiaolong's portion had basically been eaten, but because Feng Yifan had specified the amount when ordering, naturally everyone was not completely full, especially the children who were still very hungry.
It happened that Lin Ruifeng's fried rice was on the table at this time, Feng Yifan smiled and said: "It's just right, let's continue to try Uncle Xiaolin's fried rice."
Feng Ruoruo took the lead, and several children raised their small hands together in response: "Okay."