Chapter 397 Cured Meat

At the entrance of Baijimo's bread, the outer layer of the baked brown cake cracked under the pressure of the teeth.

The next moment, the fragrant juice surged out, filling Wu Lei's entire mouth.

However, this juice contained not only the oily soup formed from the melted fat of the stewed meat, the gravy overflowing from the lean meat, but also the spoonful of stewed soup that Li Yi poured into it.

Li Yi's brine is specially prepared, using 28 kinds of spices.

In addition to the eight most basic spices, 20 spices with different effects and different taste types are used, but they are incomparably harmonious.

These braised pork had conquered all the diners at yesterday's banquet.

At the staff meal last night, the staff were also extremely satisfied.

The compound scent of 28 kinds of spices will impress everyone.

But this time, Li Yi directly poured the stewed soup into the meat, which stimulated the stewed meat which was soaked in the taste of the brine itself, making it taste to the extreme.

Chewing the meat, Wu Lei felt the joy of the gravy oozing out and was extremely satisfied.

The rich gravy soaks through the noodles, making the buns inside soft.

But the outer layer of the cake remains crispy, forming a wonderful taste experience of crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Oh my god! It's so fragrant!"

Wu Lei exclaimed: "Is this the authentic Roujiamo? The taste of this Baijimo is amazing! The meat is also delicious, ten thousand times better than hamburgers!"

Li Yi smiled, and while continuing to make Roujiamo, he explained: "The bun is indeed an authentic bun, but the meat is not so authentic."

"ah?"

Wu Lei looked at the Roujiamo in surprise, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the Roujiamo? I've eaten it a few times. Although it's not as delicious as yours, it still looks the same?"

"The meat I use is stewed meat, not cured meat."

Li Yi made a cake, passed Huang Xiaoming and Zhao Jinmai, and handed it directly to Liu Yifei, explaining in his mouth: "Baijimo is made of cured meat buns, cured meat and stewed meat are different. .”

Huang Xiaoming and Zhao Jinmai watched Li Yi deliver the Roujiamo to Liu Yifei, they looked at each other, and then looked at Li Yi with resentment in their eyes.

"what?"

Li Yi saw their eyes and didn't take it seriously: "This is to take care of the wounded."

"Oh~!"

Zhao Jinmai said meaningfully, and asked with a smile: "Then why is Wu Lei the first one to eat?"

Li Yi spread his hands: "He has a thick skin, what can I do?"

"ah?"

Wu Lei stared blankly with a mouth full of the meat buns he had just bitten, with a puzzled look on his face.

Liu Yifei held the Rougamo, pulled Zhao Jinmai, and handed it over with a smile: "You eat first."

"No, I was joking."

Zhao Jinmai smiled and pushed back: "Eat quickly! I won't tease you!"

Huang Xiaoming glanced at the stewed meat chopped on the chopping board, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't cured meat just stewed meat? I've been to Chang'an, and the authentic Roujiamo over there is also stewed in stewed soup?"

"That's an improved version."

Li Yi explained: "There is still a difference between cured meat and stewed meat, and the method of cured meat is older.

If you have to contact it, it should also be regarded as white bittern, not red bittern.

Because the traditional cured meat is not added with sugar or soy sauce for coloring, nor is it added with onion, ginger and cooking wine.

The red cured meat sold in the market now is a later improved method.

The most traditional cured meat only puts spices, which are colored by the color of the spices themselves.

So the meat it cooks is white, only slightly yellowish, not as ruddy as red braised pork. "

In the live broadcast room, audiences from Shaanxi Province heard Li Yi's explanation, and they all launched barrages one after another.

"I asked my dad. The cured meat he ate when he was a child was light in color."

"It's okay for Yige people. They don't pretend to understand. Many people from other places think that cured meat is stewed meat, and they have to explain for a long time every time."

"Actually, the cooking techniques of different places are merging with each other, and the Roujiamo with sugar color is also very delicious. We must keep pace with the times!"

"Bacon in cured sauce is indeed different from stewed pork. I heard that people in the older generation call it cold meat."

Li Yi saw the barrage in the live broadcast room, and nodded in agreement: "Cold meat is a saying in the Warring States Period. At that time, South Korea was located in the triangle area of ​​Qin, Jin and Henan, and the locals would cook this kind of cured meat.

Later, after Qin destroyed South Korea, the craftsmanship was passed down to Chang'an, and has been passed down to the present. "

The audience who mentioned cold meat, but didn't expect this name to have such a long history, was also surprised.

"Passed down from the Warring States period? I don't even know."

"Haha! We Laoshan are all descendants of Qin people, and many dialect words are ancient sayings that have been passed down for thousands of years."

"The ancient Guanzhong dialect belongs to the official language and is called Yayan. The "Book of Songs" and "Tang Poems" must be read in Guanzhong dialect to have flavor."

"I recited Jing Yesi in Guanzhong dialect, it's so funny, haha!"

"You can recite the wine again, see if it's still funny?"

While the audience was chatting, Li Yi had already made two more Roujiamo and handed them to Huang Xiaoming and Zhao Jinmai.

And Wu Lei had already finished eating the meat bun, and was licking the soup stained on his finger.

Seeing that he was still enjoying his meal, Li Yi asked, "Shall I make you another one?"

"No."

Wu Lei shook his head hastily: "I'll save some stomach and eat fresh meat mooncakes later."

"I really have a heart to eat!"

Li Yi sighed with a smile, and then came to the counter and made himself a meat sandwich.

He hasn't eaten yet either.

There was still a lot of meat left, so Li Yi added some meat stuffing, took another spoonful of soup, poured it on the meat, and took a bite.

Tasting carefully, he discerned the slight changes in the aroma of oil, meat, stewed soup and noodle.

The meat is good meat, and the buns are also good buns. The only thing that almost makes sense is the braised soup.

The taste of the newly prepared brine is still incomparable with the old soup, and it can only be won by the quality of the meat itself.

Seeing Li Yi eating carefully, Wu Lei couldn't help it.

The Roujiamo I ate just now seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, and I felt nothing at all.

After hesitating for a while, he still came forward and begged: "Brother Yi, please make me another one!"

"Didn't you stop eating?"

Li Yi smiled and asked: "I'm full after eating another one, and there will be no place to eat the fresh meat mooncakes when they're ready."

"It's okay, with my appetite, there is no pressure to eat one more Roujiamo."

Wu Lei patted his belly: "At most, treat it as an indulgent meal, and go back to practice for an extra hour at night!"

Are you not an indulgent meal? "

Li Yi complained with a smile, but he still made another one for him.

Maybe the Roujiamo was so delicious, after Huang Xiaoming finished one, he ordered another one.

He still has strict control over food, and he is also the one who eats the least.

But today's Roujiamo is obviously delicious to him.

After making another one for him, there were still five Baiji buns left.

Li Yi simply made them into Roujiamo, stuffed the rest of the meat into it, and gave it to the staff to try it out.

On his side, he cleaned up the desk again, and began to prepare the materials for making fresh meat mooncakes.

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