Chapter 2101 Fragrant Claypot Rice

It stands to reason that here you need to adjust the heat to medium and cook slowly, so that it is not easy to miss the time, and it also ensures that the rice and vegetables are cooked at the same time. It also ensures that the essence of the claypot rice will not go wrong, and there will be a layer of golden crispy rice underneath.

Claypot rice generally takes about twenty minutes to prepare, and the time varies depending on how easy the ingredients are to cook.

Bai Lang and Huang Cai only sat there for about ten minutes before the dishes started to be served. The first dish was Bai Lang's claypot rice.

"This speed is too fast, in such a short time." Bailang couldn't help but sniffed.

It usually takes him twenty minutes to make the base of claypot rice, but now it is ready in ten minutes. It is really unbelievable. Of course, Bailang cannot possibly suspect that the time is too short and the rice is not cooked, and there is no brainless problem of the rice dumplings.

Look where this is!

"Bah, bah"

The light yellow clay pot was brought up and placed on the table. It was still steaming and making sounds.

"It looks really delicious." Huang Cai thought he could eat claypot rice tomorrow.

"哐"

Bai Lang carefully opened the lid with a towel, and the aroma became even richer. The first dish was the cured meat clay pot rice. The aroma mixed with the unique cured meat flavor of cured meat came to the nostrils, making people swallow their saliva unconsciously. .

Slices of extremely thinly sliced ​​sausages and bacon are laid on the crystal clear rice. You can almost see through the sausage and bacon the rice dyed dark brown underneath, which is in sharp contrast to the white next to it, and there is a hint of red chili next to it. , crisp green vegetables lying on the rice, with clear layers.

A diner who just entered the store was attracted by the super-looking cured meat claypot rice. Some of the food just looked appetizing.

This diner is Dean. He happened to be behind Huang Cai and Bai Lang in the queue. He came in naturally just after everyone left after finishing their meal.

The vacant seat was a table for four. They had to pass in front of Bai Lang and the others, and the extremely good-looking clay pot rice was noticed.

To be honest, although Dean can be called a shop expert, he is proficient in the various rules of the shop. He has not studied all the dishes. The menu is too thick and he cannot keep up with his learning progress.

Even Dean, who is proficient in French food presentation, has to admit that the spicy claypot rice in front of him has considerable aesthetic value.

Everything is just right.

"Sorry to bother you, can you tell me what kind of dish you have?" Dean, who also has a good reputation, stepped forward and asked directly.

Compared with delicious food, shame is nothing and cannot be eaten. This was the first lesson Dean learned in the store. His teacher who taught him was Wu Hai, and he firmly remembered it.

"It's claypot rice, which belongs to Cantonese cuisine." Bai Lang's English is passable.

"Thank you." Dean asked for the answer he wanted, and immediately went to his seat to sit down. He has made some progress in the presentation of sweet and sour carp. I believe it won't be long before he can return to China... and let the chefs do it. vision.

Moreover, I can show off my skills on the show and promote Yuan Zhou's skills. It's very exciting just thinking about it.

Here, Dean waited for Su Ruoyan to come over and decisively said the words he had just learned. He also asked about other claypot rice dishes of the same type. In addition to the reserved dish of sweet and sour carp, he also ordered two claypot rice dishes. meal.

On the other side, Bai Lang kept staring at the clay pot on the table, his nose twitching, and he felt that it was well worth the money when he smelled it.

The heat dissipated a little, and the claypot rice became clearer and more appealing. Just when Huang Cai couldn't help but want to ask for some, his dish came.

The first dish was Kaili fish in sour soup. The overbearing taste of sour soup directly impacted the taste buds and brought Huang Cai back to his senses.

Bailang also started eating. He picked up a spoon and ran it directly along the side of the pot, scraping up the rice and mixing it with the bacon. This was the correct way for him to open the claypot rice.

Obviously, even if it takes ten minutes to cook, the heat is not bad at all. The white rice grains and dark rice grains are gradually dyed with color, and the shiny luster is very moving. The final thing is a golden brown rice cake with a thin layer. , the standard one is only as thick as a grain of rice, and is golden all over. You can tell at a glance that the heat is well controlled.

Bai Lang has been making claypot rice for more than ten years, and he has already mastered it. He can cook rice-cake thick rice, but the color is darker and not very uniform. Even so, it is very rare.

Now seeing the claypot rice made by Yuan Zhou, Bai Lang had to admit that what Huang Cai said just now was right. The gap was too big and it was impossible to find it.

Only after he knew how to cook claypot rice did he realize how difficult it was to reach Yuan Zhou's level. This is evident from the fact that he could only get close but not just right after doing it for more than ten years.

"Kacha"

Take a bite of the rice cake, it's crispy and delicious, with the sweet and burnt aroma of rice grains, and a faint hint of lychee aroma.

"It turns out that it's true that claypot rice has a faint scent of lychee, but Boss Yuan probably didn't use lychee wood, right?" Bai Lang glanced towards the kitchen several times but didn't see the wood stove.

The gas stove he has been using is a stove that is divided into many small stoves and is dedicated to cooking claypot rice. Naturally, there is no such thing as lychee.

After finishing the crispy rice in a few seconds, Bai Lang scooped up a spoonful of rice mixed with sausage, bacon, rice and soup and put it into his mouth.

The rich aroma of rice and meat spreads in your mouth, and when you take a bite, the juicy sausage and bacon are bitten open, revealing the juice inside. Coupled with the soft rice, it is full of flavor when chewed, and it is very delicious.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious. The sausage and bacon are cooked just right. One is sweet and the other is smoky. It goes well with the rice and the proportion is perfect." Bai Lang finished spoonful after spoonful and finished it in less than two strokes.

As soon as he put down his spoon, Su Ruoyan brought his second claypot rice, white-cut chicken.

Yuanzhou was counting the time, one claypot after another, so he was always eating fresh food, which had the best taste.

"Next bowl, next bowl, I can still eat it." Bailang sighed as he couldn't wait to open the lid.

Huang Cai’s Kaili Sour Fish Soup has also bottomed out.

"The most authentic fish in sour soup has no salt at all, but the taste is just right. Compared to what I made, it's really not elegant." Huang Cai shook his head.

In fact, Huang Cai's cooking skills are definitely not bad. He can be said to be one of the candidates competing for the registered disciple in Guizhou Province. However, during the last registered disciple competition, he went abroad for some things and did not return to China until more than a month later. Huang Hua The dishes are cold.

What should Huang Cai do? In fact, he was also very desperate.

As a relatively new chef, Huang Cai was extremely talented and his Kaili Sour Fish Soup was very authentic. Of course, this was before Yuan Zhou was born.

One dish after another came out, Huang Cai and Bai Lang didn't stop talking, and soon all the dishes they ordered came out.

"Hiccup, is my stomach so small?" Bailang held his stomach and felt a little regretful. He still wanted to eat, but couldn't.

"We can come back in the evening." Huang Cai also looked unsatisfied.

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