Chapter 1295 This Is a Failure

To cook a pot of delicious thick soup, the most important thing is the heat. It is necessary to boil out the fragrance of the bones without making the soup too thick.

It's not just about time, experience is also very important.

Rina stood aside and watched Mag handle the bones, how to throw in the required spices at the right time, and remember them one by one.

Somewhat beyond her expectation, apart from a small amount of cooking wine and ginger, Mag did not add too mixed spices and condiments, and the bones were not chopped, but a large whole bone was used.

"The purer the bone broth, the better. This will determine the most basic taste of your hot pot, and the use of whole bones is to prevent unnecessary risks caused by broken bones during the cooking process. Now cover the lid and simmer Boil for four hours, and the thick soup is ready." Mag covered the big pot, took a small pot from the side and put it on the stove, and took a few small bones from the refrigerator, looking at Rui Na Said: "Do you want to try?"

"Now?" Rina was taken aback for a moment, she just watched Mag do it again, did Mag let her do it directly?

"I think you can do well." Mag nodded and gave up the position of the stove.

Looking at Mag's trusting gaze, Rina hesitated for a while, but chose to take a few steps forward, closed her eyes, recalled what Mag had done before, and her own understanding, and quickly opened her eyes. Eye, picked up a bone.

Although this bone is just a joint, it is thicker than those pig bones you usually see. There are some bright red minced meat sticking to the surface of the porcelain white bone.

Although it was raw meat, it didn't have the slightest unpleasant smell of meat, but instead exuded a slight fragrance.

"It's a strange bone, what kind of pig's bone is this?" Ruina thought to herself curiously, she rarely buys meat, and occasionally went to the market to buy a bone to make soup for her mother when she got off work in the evening. Those bare bones that you can't even see the meat, after the boss got acquainted with her, he would give her half of them and sell them to her.

Clean the bones, marinate briefly, put cold water into the pot, and boil on high heat...

A series of steps are methodical, treat this big kitchen as your own small kitchen, and strive to do your best.

Mag, who was standing aside, nodded slightly. As he expected, Rena is not a novice in cooking, and has a strong learning ability.

What is even more rare is that she did not learn mechanically, and has her own habits and ideas in some operations.

These details are the habits left by long-term cooking,

For a chef, it is also unique from other chefs.

"The removal of minced meat should be done more cleanly, and there should be no meat that they didn't order in the hot pot of the guests. This kind of gift seems good, but it may cause trouble to some guests."

"The removal of foam from bone broth should be more thorough. The controllable loss of soup juice is to obtain a more delicate and thick soup, and a little foam may make the taste of the soup unable to meet my requirements." Mag looked at Rina and said.

"But won't this be too wasteful?" Rena asked hesitantly.

Mag glanced at the minced meat attached to the bone that he had previously shaved from the big bone, shook his head and said: "As a chef, if you are obsessed with making the best use of all the ingredients in a dish, it doesn't matter. It’s not a good thing. Different parts of the ingredients are used in different dishes, and clever collocation and selection can collide with wonderful taste. But general stewing in a pot is the lowest level of cooking.”

"Matching and selection..." Ruina thought deeply, feeling as if a door was suddenly opened in her mind, and the imagination restricted by poverty broke free from the cage and flew to a higher place.

"Let the right ingredients appear in the right place, this is what a good chef should do." Mag smiled and looked at Rina, "It's okay, you will gradually understand these."

"Well, I see." Ruina nodded, looked at her small pot again and said, "Then this pot of soup..."

"Dump it out and start over." Mag had already taken out a few bones and placed them on the cutting board.

"Dump it?" Ruina was slightly startled. These are all high-quality bones. She has never seen such bones in the vegetable market. Because of her own mistakes, are they going to be wasted like this? "

"Yes." Mag nodded, without any intention of discussing.

Ruina turned off the fire with some stiff movements, and walked towards the sink beside her with the soup pot. Although it had only been cooked for a while, the smell of the meat had overflowed, and the whitish soup only needed to be cooked for a few more hours. It's a pot of delicious broth.

And because of her mistake, such a pot of precious bone broth will be thrown away, and Rui Na's eyes are full of regret.

Walking to the sink, Reina was holding a soup pot, but she didn't pour the thick soup into the sink for a long time.

Mag looked at Rina quietly. Rina does have a good cooking foundation. Although she belongs to the wild way, with a little training, she should be able to become a standard soon.

Compared with operation, Reina's biggest problem is thinking, or the culinary thinking of most housewives in this world. Appropriate trade-offs are the cornerstone of making delicious food. If she can't reverse this thinking, she will never be able to become a A qualified cook.

He will demand the same standard from Reina as the system requires of him, which is the basic respect for guests.

He wanted to see Rina make up her own mind.

Ruina, who stood by the vegetable sink for a while, turned around and looked at Mag, looking at Mag earnestly, and said, "Boss, I know my problem. But the pot of soup is just poured out like this." It's such a pity, can I take her home?"

"This is a failure. I never let failures be taken out of my kitchen." Mag shook her head, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

"But, I was the one who made the mistake. There is nothing wrong with the pot of soup itself. Instead of pouring it into the sink, why can't it realize its due value?" Rena looked at Mag with some puzzlement, her eyes slightly flushed.

"Rina, failure is not a terrible thing. You know where you fell, and then you can stand up and move on, but when you fail, you have to pay some price, right?" McGonagall frowned slightly. The girl seemed more persistent than he imagined.

"If there is a price, can it be replaced by other punishments? My mother told me since I was a child that food should not be wasted. I have been in awe of food since I was a child. I cannot accept such precious food being wasted because of my poor cooking skills. Pour it into the pool." Rina shook her head, tears were already rolling in her eyes, she pursed her lips, trying to restrain her emotions.