Chapter 852 852 Live Cooking (Skip)

Chapter 852 852. Live cooking (can jump)

On the other side of the stove, Zhai Xiaofeng asked:

"The water has been added and mixed well. Now the batter is mushy - what else should I do?"

Master Jiang was still frying eggs carefully, and when he heard this, he ordered:

"Add the chopped cabbage slowly. If you can't add it all at once, add it little by little. Stir it again after all the water in the cabbage comes out."

This is all fool's work and requires no skills. Zhai Xiaofeng executed it perfectly.

Jiang Xiaokang also took advantage of the situation and moved the mobile phone holder to a different position, and then picked up a large bowl of browned and fragrant scrambled eggs:

"Add it to the pot too."

A bowl of eggs was divided into three pots. This kind of real enthusiasm made Zhou Zhoubao at the other end of the live broadcast room salivate, and his heart was filled with sadness:

There are so many good foremen in the world, so what if I have one? !

Jiang Xiaokang, on the other hand, took his time and said, "Add pepper, add salt. If you're not sure, just give it a try."

By the way, I would like to give a few more pointers: "This dish is simple, but once it's done, you can eat several bowls at a time. You can change the ingredients at any time, and use whatever you want."

"Before, the cabbage stalks needed to be cut into shreds. It's easier to just tear the leaves into pieces. It's the same thing. I'm pretty good at chopping vegetables."

Zhai Xiaofeng nodded repeatedly and wrote it down carefully.

She was almost done stirring, and the three large pots of cabbage were slowly filled into the pot. Now they were cooked soft and sticky. The white jade-like thick soup reveals the browned eggs and green cabbage shreds, rushing towards it with the steaming heat, making people subconsciously take a deep breath!

But, this is not over yet!

Regarding cooking, Jiang Xiaokang has a lot of handy knowledge:

"Lard is the best for making vegetarian dishes, unless you don't like meat. For people like them who do physical work, the oil and water are too small. They will be hungry after less than two hours."

Then he lifted the lid of the large basin on the side, revealing the crispy lard residue underneath.

Is this okay? !

The workers around Zhou Zhoubao moved their heads closer, as if they could eat out of thin air if they were closer. They had been working hard for the past few days and had not even eaten a few slices of decent meat. Now looking at this food, not to mention drooling, tears were about to well up!

One builds roads and the other builds houses. Who is more noble than the other? Why do people suffer like this?

As expected, the lard residue was also stewed separately into the pot. The low fire was simmering underneath, and the cabbage soup on top was thick and boiling.

The strong fragrance can overflow from the mind even across the screen.

Everyone couldn't stand the aroma, so they all turned their attention and looked outside. They watched the chef pour two bowls of oil into the pot, then put the onions, ginger and garlic in, and moved the spoon twice, followed by the uneven thickness. Potato slices were also put in...

Before stir-frying, I added another basin of water and poured half a bottle of light soy sauce...

As for the meat?

Oh, you can only find it if you open your eyes wide, and you don’t know how the other party has been moved. The pork belly is quite long, and now it is as thin as a cicada. It has been stir-fried with onions, ginger and garlic.

The chef is really afraid that they will be full!

With so little effort, not to mention the smell of onions, ginger, and garlic, the oil in the pork slices hasn’t even come out yet!

It was submerged under the pot again.

The other party took a big spoon and slowly stirred up the messy salt and various seasonings, which made several workers feel dead in their hearts and no longer had any worldly desires.

And here, after the cabbage soup is ready, it seems that work over there will be finished within a few minutes.

Zhou Dayong happily took photos to show to his brothers, while Zhou Zhoubao numbly clicked on the video under the gaze of everyone, and saw emerald green cabbage leaves and jade-white cabbage stems in a huge stainless steel soup bowl. Threads melted into the sticky noodle soup, accompanied by brown and crispy broken eggs, and pieces of boiled lard residue that were put into the pot at the right time!

They are uniform in size, crispy and chewy when chewed, and become more fragrant the more you chew them. They are paired with this refreshing cabbage soup...

Suck!

Across the screen, everyone swallowed hard.

In the video, the brothers knew nothing about it and even waved their big steamed buns in front of the camera:

"Oops! Now that I'm not working, I'll be cold if I wear short sleeves! I just have a bowl of hot soup to warm myself up... Brother, let me tell you, our chef's chili sauce is amazing!"

"Wait a minute, I won't take pictures now. I have to break open the steamed buns and stuff them with two spoonfuls of sauce, and then serve them with the cabbage soup..."

The screen shook, and workers could be vaguely seen eating in a clean and bright canteen.

There is also concern from my brothers: "By the way, is your braised pork and potatoes delicious tonight?"

…

Tonight on the mountain is the fragrant and hot cabbage soup, and the days down the mountain are equally moist and wonderful.

After making dinner, Master Jiang quickly walked down the mountain. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw the seventh cousin standing at the door of the kitchen, his voice so gentle that it seemed to drip water:

"Tantan, it's getting cold right now, and chickens can't even lay eggs properly. Why raise them? It's a waste of food. How about killing one first? Let's make braised chestnut chicken tonight."

Not to mention that it is already 5:30 in the evening and it is already dark. If we kill the chicken at this time, when will we have dinner?

When talking about laying eggs, Qiaoqiao raised his hand first:

"No! The chickens are still very diligent and picked up another 65 eggs this morning."

What can the seventh cousin do when his apprentice is ruining the show? He can only listen to Song Tan's laughter silently:

"Seventh cousin, let's not talk about how pity it is to kill the chicken when it is laying eggs. Just count the number of people in our family. If we want to make a chestnut stewed chicken, how many chickens should we kill?"

Now Professor Song and his apprentices have returned to school, and Tan Tan's grandparents are not here. Aunt Lianhua pushes her mother-in-law to the mountain every day to eat with old friends. Even Zhang Wang's family has gone to the mountain...

All in all, there are only 11 people in the family now, and the food is enough for 20 people.

In other words, if you want everyone to eat stewed chicken, you have to kill at least three hens and roosters from the mountain, right?

The seventh cousin said nothing, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

After a while, he came out of the kitchen again, holding three processed chickens in his hands.

I don't know when the chicken lost its life. At this moment, its feathers were stripped off and it was neatly cleaned inside and out. Being held by the neck by the seventh cousin, the six slender claws drooped down, looking extremely miserable.

He ordered: "Qiao Qiao, wash a pot of sweet potatoes and steam them, and then you can make this chestnut braised chicken."

Then he ordered Master Jiang: "Xiao Kang, go and press the pot of rice I cooked this afternoon, and simmer it on a low fire, and serve it with chicken soup later."

Qiao Qiao picked a few sweet potatoes with a basin, turned his head and looked at the charging mobile phone:

"I learned this dish when I was collecting chestnuts before, and I'll teach the children tonight."

He was quite confident: "I can definitely make it better than last time!"

On this side, Xin Jun looked at the huge sweet potato in his hand that was half left after chewing for a long time - maybe Zhang Yanping wanted to show his goodwill, so he picked a particularly large one.

He paused, picked up the knife in front of him, "clicked" and cut the lower half, and handed it to Zhang Yanping.

The other party didn't understand and took it blankly: "Why? I don't eat it--"

But Xin Jun interrupted: "Everyone always grabs this bait, so there should be no time to change the quantity. There is a high probability that there is only one order."

"Anyway, the meal is not ready yet, so let's pack it in advance and sell it tomorrow. The courier can take it directly."

"Oh." Zhang Yanping thought about it and it made sense. He took the sweet potato in his hand and unconsciously ate it in his mouth. He was instantly conquered by the sweet and crisp taste. While holding the bait packaged today, he said vaguely:

"I have to leave 50 packs out. I promised to sell it to these fishermen in advance..."

Xin Jun said "hmm" and ate the remaining sweet potato in his hand in a few bites.

After Zhang Yanping ate the sweet potato, he bent down to pull the tape and suddenly said "ouch": "I ate too much raw sweet potato and now I am bloated and want to fart..."

Xin Jun felt like he was shooting himself in the foot, but it didn't matter.

He just said considerately:

"We are not in a hurry, let's pack half each. Are you tired today? Just go over there and sit and do it."

Zhang Yanping sat over happily holding a pile of paper boxes. Looking at Xin Jun who was standing at the other end packing, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"Thoughtful!"

With such meticulousness, no wonder he has a partner in college! At this moment, the only thing that flashed through his mind was Dr. Guo, and tonight's chestnut braised chicken...

...

And on this side, Qiao Qiao's live broadcast was turned on again.

[Another double broadcast in one day - is the anchor planning to make up the time in the middle of the month?]

[The fisherman returned with hatred, I don't believe that all of you who buy bait are fishing! ]

[Scored twice, live broadcast again - Okay, this time it's Teacher Qiao Qiao]

[Relieved, if it's the gangster boss again, I can't help but go to the police]

[What is baby broadcasting tonight? ]

[The kitchen light is very bright! Wow, it's delicious food! Order takeout quickly! 】

[Eating now! Perfect for eating with rice! 】

Qiao Qiao was seriously putting a steamer on the pot: "Children, these are the sweet potatoes that we just dug today. We will steam them and eat them later."

There were a lot of sweet potatoes with broken heads. He picked some of them with even heads, washed them and put them on the pot, and then quickly covered the pot.

"Tomorrow morning, I will teach you how to roast sweet potatoes in the stove! Tomorrow morning, when you cook pig food, you can simmer them in the stove ash for a long time."

As he spoke, he boiled hot water in another pot, then turned around and took a basin of chestnuts from the large freezer in the kitchen:

"Tonight, we will make chestnut roast chicken. We have to peel the chestnuts first - it's very simple. We will use this opener to open the chestnuts first."

He was strong. At this moment, he held the opener with one hand, one by one, and when the water boiled, he also picked up a basin of chestnuts.

Then put the chestnuts in the pot, cook for more than ten minutes and take them out——

"You can peel them while they are hot!"

Just as the colander took out all the chestnuts and put them in the basin, Uncle Qi and Aunt Lianhua squeezed behind him at the same time.

One said: "Chestnuts should be peeled while they are hot. It won't work if they are a little cold. Let me do it!"

The other said: "You are a child with tender hands. Don't touch it when it is so hot just out of the pot. Auntie will do it! I have calluses on my hands and I am not afraid of heat."

Qiao Qiao stood there blankly, feeling a little aggrieved: "I didn't even touch it, how do I know if I am afraid of heat?"

[Hahahahahahaha Teacher Qiao Qiao is spoiled]

[Our great chef is not good. I can't bear to let Teacher Qiao Qiao suffer. How can I learn real skills?]

[It doesn't matter. Now there are people peeling them in the vegetable market and supermarket]

[Ah, it's the chestnuts for sugar-roasted chestnuts! The ones that cost 88 per pound! Do you need so many to make a roast chicken?]

[Rolling on the ground in jealousy, I just hate why I didn’t get to eat it! ]

[I hate that I only got three pounds of sugar-roasted chestnuts for my whole life]

Qiao Qiao felt wronged, but her seventh cousin snorted: "If you are not allowed to do this, can't you do something else? Go, deal with the chicken."

Qiao Qiao finally reacted and rushed to the chopping board on the other side: "Children, let's chop the chicken into pieces - look, the pieces should be only a little bigger than the chestnuts."

In the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room, he is an obedient and cute child, but now he is very neat in chopping chicken pieces. He only heard the round old chopping board make a sound for a while, and soon three chickens were cut into a pot.

This is not over yet.

Qiao Qiao picked up the salt shaker:

"First put three spoons of salt, then grab a handful of baking soda, then pour cold water, rub them in the water, wash the blood off the chicken nuggets, and make the meat more tender."

The barrage began to praise:

[Wow, he really thought I could learn]

[Wow, he really thought I could learn it - eh, it seems that it is not difficult? ]

[In front, our teacher Qiao Qiao teaches cooking, which is always simple and easy to learn. I have cooked for myself now]

[Cooking for yourself +1, the minimum delivery fee for a takeaway meal is enough for me to have meat and vegetables for three meals a day]

[Move up the small stool and pick up the notebook]

[What if there is no baking soda? Is it okay not to use it? ]

[It doesn't matter if there is no baking soda in front]

[Fake pastoral anchor, real food zone up]

[Isn't it the hypnosis zone? ]

[Isn't it the live broadcaster? ]

The barrage was lively, and Qiao Qiao rinsed the chicken nuggets with clean water again, and peeled a large handful of white and plump garlic cloves.

He blinked and said to the live studio as quietly as possible:

"My seventh cousin said to pound or chop the garlic, but I like to cook the garlic until it's soft, it tastes so good!"

[That's right! Cooking garlic in soup yyds]

[My fellow travelers, when eating crayfish in summer, I especially like the soft garlic in it]

[Will eating garlic give you bad breath? ]

[It smells so bad that you have to rinse your mouth after eating it, and chew a few raw peanuts...]

[Hehehe, when I was a kid, there were no snacks at home. I used wire to string garlic cloves on the fire and roasted them and dipped them in instant noodle seasoning.]

[Ah, this...]

While speaking, Qiao Qiao had already put the ginger in his hand on the chopping board and patted it, and then quickly sliced ​​it again. His movements were quick and precise, and he seemed to be an experienced chef.

Uncle Qi has almost finished peeling chestnuts. Qiao Qiao thought about it and simply walked to the door and shouted:

"Want some spicy food?"

Today is still a two-in-one, still rambling about daily life. The pace is slow, and it is not certain whether the hero and heroine will meet before the Chinese New Year in February this year...

If you only want to read this plot, it is recommended to come after the New Year.

Tomorrow will probably be a live broadcast of cooking pig food.

Good night!