131. The Stallion Man Who Got a Sudden Opportunity

In order to buy all the ingredients needed for the recipe, Yan Chu not only went to several spice shops, but also went to a Chinese medicine store.

It is not uncommon for medicinal materials to be used in cooking, especially for stewed food. It is very common to put Chinese medicine bags in stewing. First, it makes the stewed food nourishing, and second, it makes the stewed food more fragrant and richer in taste. For example, lemongrass, agarwood, angelica and other medicinal materials often appear in the stewing material bag.

It’s just that the ingredients Yan Chu chose this time are more complicated. There are more than 40 kinds of spices and medicinal materials. This is still the simplest ratio in the stewing recipe he knows now.

Originally, he thought that his more than 300 yuan was enough, but who knew that the money for buying all these spices alone was far overspent. Fortunately, his mother forced him to give him 200 yuan before he went out, otherwise it would not be enough to buy the ingredients for stewing.

There are many kinds of herbs and spices, but the actual amount used in each portion is very small. Unfortunately, you bought too few kinds of each portion, and the employees of the spice shop and the herbal medicine shop were not willing to help you weigh them. Yan Chu looked at the large and small bags in his hand. These ingredients are enough to make four or five meals of stewed food.

Especially the older the marinade is, the better it is. It absorbs the essence of the food after the previous stewing, and the more fragrant the stewed food is. On the contrary, the later it is, the less spices need to be added to stew the same amount of ingredients.

"Why buy so many things?"

Jin Xiujuan looked at the large and small bags in her son's hand, feeling a little sorry for the money.

"Did you buy this pig's foot from Lao Wang's pork shop? We buy meat from him, and the price can be discounted." She asked while looking through some pig's trotters and pig's head meat bought by her son.

The breakfast shop of Yan's family mainly sells steamed buns and rice balls. The couple is very conscientious. They did not follow some bad vendors to buy bad pork without quarantine certificates from the wholesale market. The fillings used for meat buns are all real fresh pork. Now the vegetable prices in the vegetable market are rising day by day, so the cost has gone up.

The couple buys goods from Wang's pork shop every day. As long-term customers, they have some small discounts. They save as much as possible. Before Yan Chu went out, Wang Xiujuan told him that if he bought pork, he should go to Wang's shop and report her name.

"I bought it from Uncle Wang. Dad likes to eat pig ears, but you were reluctant to buy them for my dad because they were expensive in the braised food shop before. This time, I specially asked Uncle Wang to give me a few unsold pork ears, as well as pig tongue and some pork cheeks. Let Dad enjoy it today."

Yan Chu pointed to some of the ingredients he bought and said.

"Listen, Zhonghua, your son has you in his heart and eyes as his father. He has even thought of the side dishes for you in the evening."

When Yan Chu came back, the couple was kneading dough and chopping stuffing, preparing the buns to be sold tomorrow morning. Listening to their son's filial and considerate words, their muscles and bones were stretched, and no matter how tired they were, they felt it was not a big deal.

"Of course, this is my son."

Yan Zhonghua used to be a relatively silent man, but now he couldn't help but smile, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were stretched.

"There are so many things, how about mom to help you?"

Jin Xiujuan looked at the things in the bags her son was carrying. Many of the seasonings were new to her, but when she was a child living in the countryside, she once butchered a pig and her family braised the food once, so she had some experience. Jin Xiujuan thought, how could it be better than her son's sudden impulse?

There was no idea how much money was spent on so many things. If they were really wasted, she would really feel bad.

"Mom, I can do it myself, don't worry, the recipe is very detailed, you and dad just wait to taste my cooking skills." Yan Chu promised, thinking that he said this because he followed the stewing master and watched him make thousands of pots of stewed food. Even if he couldn't reach his level for the first time, it was still much better than the stewed food sold in ordinary stewed food shops.

"Then you watch me light the fire, and tell me if it doesn't work."

Jin Xiujuan looked at her son's determined look and felt embarrassed to persuade her son again.

There are two kitchens in the house, one is in the house, and the other is a small shed built temporarily in the yard. On weekdays, the couple will choose to prepare breakfast to sell the next day, such as frying old dough sticks, outside. Those things are very fumes, and burning them in the house will smoke the ceiling yellow.

This is the old man's building, and the Yan family has no money to renovate it. All the facilities are the oldest. The kitchen exhaust at home is the most old-fashioned smoke pipe, not the modern range hood. Cooking some oily and fire-consuming dishes will make the house smoky.

However, this was also a wonder of the old public housing. Usually, when it was time for dinner, white smoke began to come out of the chimneys of every household. Standing outside the window, you could smell what dishes were cooked. If someone cooked fish or meat, they would simply hold their own bowls and pickles to eat with the aroma. However, such fun things almost do not exist now.

In addition to some old neighbors who did not move away, there are more tenants from other places who work hard for life, have irregular meals, and fall asleep as soon as they come back. It is inevitable that people are indifferent.

When the Yan family first started selling breakfast, they also sold white porridge. Later, fewer people bought porridge, and selling porridge was no longer profitable. The stainless steel barrel used to cook porridge was put away. Now it looks perfect for cooking marinade.

To make a good pot of marinated food, the recipe is very important, and whether the broth is fresh is equally important.

If you follow the recipe strictly, it will take a day just to make the stock. The raw materials required for the stock are definitely not the chicken, pig, or beef bones that Yan Chu bought from the vegetable market and were fed with feed. They are just special Due to special circumstances, the God of Cooking space asked him to complete the preparation of braised meat within today, and since he received sincere praise from ten people, he had no choice but to cut corners for the time being.

At noon, when it was time for dinner, Yan Chu began to add onions, ginger, garlic and various seasonings to the soup stock, and began to boil the brine.

"This soup is really delicious."

Before the soup was boiled with brine, Yan Chu specially left a small pot to continue cooking. When he was cooking the brine himself, Yan Chu felt that this recipe was very unique in making the soup, and there was almost no need to add too much seasoning. , the thick white broth is so fresh that people are speechless.

Jin Xiujuan felt that her son was really amazing. At her age, she had never tasted such a fresh and unique soup without any meaty smell. Including the soups that relatives, friends, and children used to drink in big hotels when they got married, none of them were as good as the bowl she had now.

"Gulu—Gulu—"

Yan Zhonghua didn't speak, but speeded up his swallowing movements. After finishing the soup in the bowl, Yan Chu served him another bowl.

"I think it's quite magical. I've made soup before, but it's never tasted as delicious as it does today. I followed every step of the recipe. Parents, do you think that recipe is right? What’s the secret recipe? I got it by accident.”

The white soup is rich, salty and fresh, without any smell or greasiness. No matter how much you drink, it doesn't feel too much. Yan Chu finally understands why people have the confidence to call themselves the chefs. Just this version of cutting corners can produce something like this I can't imagine how delicious and magical the food produced by other more complex recipes will be if you follow the requirements and proportions of those recipes.

Yan Chu thought, maybe as 007 said, he really made a profit this time. If he learns more skills like this, no matter which world he goes to, he won't starve to death anyway.

"Where did you get this recipe?"

Jin Xiujuan asked her son quickly. At first, she thought her son just saw a recipe in a random book and wanted to make braised meat with great interest. But now, listening to her son's tone, that was not the case.

"Mom and dad, look."

Yan Chu went back to the house and took out an ancient book that he had used a simple distressing method. The pages were yellowed and a little brittle. There were densely written with a brush on them a bunch of ancient characters that gave them a headache. They could vaguely see them. , recorded above are some ingredients recipes.

"I bought this from an old bookstall before. I saw that there were some recipes written on it. Doesn't my house sell breakfast? I might be able to find some delicious and easy-to-make breakfast, so I bought it for ten yuan. But the words on it are all ancient characters, and I had to read a lot of books before I understood the current braised recipe. I didn’t want to see if the recipe in this book worked, so I went to buy the ingredients and make it today. "

Originally, he only knew some ordinary home-cooked dishes, but his sudden improvement in cooking skills was definitely problematic, so Yan Chu found a reasonable excuse for his future change.

The original and distressed ancient books can be debunked by those who know a little bit about antiques at a glance, but the Yan family and his wife do not understand these, especially the densely packed ancient characters on them, they can only understand part of them even by guessing. .

In this way, if Yan Chu learns any new cooking skills, when he shows them to his parents, they will only think that Yan Chu learned them from this ancient book, and will not doubt anything else.

"Zhong Hua, do you think our son has found some treasure?"

The couple has a small vision and doesn't think about making money. They just think that their son is so awesome that they can buy good things even if they just buy a shabby book.

"Hide this book well and don't lose it."

Jin Xiujuan didn't dare to touch the book because it was in tatters, for fear of damaging it. Besides, she couldn't understand it, and it was all in vain. She just warned her son that the book seemed quite good. No, if you keep it well, it might become an heirloom of their Yan family.

After taking a sip of the soup in the bowl, Jin Xiujuan suddenly looked forward to the pot of braised food being cooked in the kitchen.

*****

"What does it smell like?"

It's fine at seven or eight o'clock, and the fragrance is almost non-existent. But when it's nearly nine o'clock, the fragrance starts to get heavier and heavier, and it keeps getting into people's noses. You said it's not even close to finishing dinner. How long did it take? After smelling this fragrance, my stomach started to growl and rebel.

Most of the people who are still living in my husband's room are elderly people. They have already gone to bed at this time. I was dragged out of bed by the scent. I opened the window to smell it more clearly. Which family is so bad? It's so late at night. The good food is cooked, and Gou's mouth is watering.

There were a few young people in the community, especially young girls, who originally didn't eat after eight o'clock in the evening. They were tempted by the smell and stretched out their sinful hands, opened a package of instant noodles and cooked them.

In the past, instant noodles, which I thought were the most fragrant, had almost no effect in the face of this magical aroma. As I swallowed the noodles, I realized for the first time that instant noodles were such an unpalatable thing.

What are you doing? Why does it smell so good?

This is probably going to be a question that most residents in the community are thinking about tonight.

"Chu'er, does your braised food taste good?"

The next morning, they had to get up early to set up the stall. Yan Zhonghua and Jin Xiujuan should have gone to bed at eight or nine o'clock, but it was the tempting stewed food at home that made them go to bed and get out of bed. After finally suppressing their cravings and going back to their room, the fragrance continued to penetrate their noses through the cracks in the door, and they couldn't sleep no matter how they turned.

After a few times, the couple simply gave up. If they couldn't taste the stewed food, they would never sleep tonight.

"It will take a while longer, but if you want to eat it, I'll take some out for you."

Yan Chu poked some of the ingredients stewed in it with chopsticks. This pot of stewed sauce recipe is best for stewing pig's trotters. Yan Chu didn't care so much and stewed pig's head and dried tofu.

Some of the ingredients need a short time, such as pig's trotters and pig's head. Of course, they need to be stewed for a longer time to be fragrant and tasty.

However, for family members to eat, they can satisfy their appetite for the time being, so there is no need to think too much.

Yan Chu brought up some cut dried bean curd, some pork cheeks, and a pig's trotter.

Before putting them into the pot to stew, Yan Chu first crushed the pig's trotter with a pressure cooker to make it softer and easier to stew.

The pig's trotter, which had been stewed into a red sauce color, had a faint agate luster and was steaming. When it was served on the plate, the fat layer was shaking, and the crystal-like and slightly elastic appearance made people's saliva secretion accelerate.

Yan Chu just used chopsticks to gently pinch the pig's trotter, and it was pinched into two parts along the joint, just half for each of my parents.

"Mom and Dad, how does it taste?"

Yan Chu picked up a piece of pork meat himself, and before putting it in his mouth, he asked his parents who had already started to chew the pig's trotter how the braised pig's trotter tasted.

"Woo woo--"

He couldn't speak at all, it was too delicious.

The fat of the pig's trotter had long been boiled and the slightly sticky sauce on the outside was a bit sticky. When you take a bite, you can almost use your lips and tongue to lick the pig's trotter meat without using your teeth. The rich aroma and the taste of various spices have reached a perfect balance on the pig's trotter. After eating several bites in a row, there is no feeling of greasy feeling of eating too much ordinary pig's trotter.

Just want to eat one bite, and then another bite.

The first pot of braised food, Yan Chu made it slightly spicy and slightly numbing, because he planned to use this pot as the old braising. If it was too spicy at the beginning, people who don't like spicy food might not be able to accept this taste.

Regarding the son's question, the couple could only express their likes with body language, and they didn't have the time to open their mouths.

"This pig's trotter will taste better and more flavorful if it is braised overnight."

Yan Chu took a bite of the pig cheek meat. From Yan Chu's perspective, he could have given it a high score of nine to ten, but from the perspective of the stewing chef, this might only get a passing score of six points.

He is a man who has experienced many worlds and tasted different delicacies. He can give such a high evaluation. It is conceivable that once he makes this stewed food to the pinnacle, it will attract much attention in this world.

Yan Chu is more and more satisfied with the God of Cooking Space.

The family tried every ingredient, each with its own characteristics, the pig's trotters are soft and rotten, the pork cheeks are chewy, the pig's teeth are crispy, and the dried tofu is fragrant. Each one is far better than the stewed food sold in the stewed food shops outside.

Yan Zhonghua and his wife ate until their stomachs were bulging, and they slightly relieved the gluttony in their stomachs. Looking at the big pot of ingredients that have not been eaten yet, listening to their son saying that it will be more flavorful if it is stewed overnight, let alone looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow.

"Mom and Dad, go to bed first. I'll serve some to Uncle Bai and Grandpa Jiang. Our pipes have been sizzling tonight. I'm afraid the neighbors are drooling now."

Yan Chu's boasting made Yan Zhonghua and his wife laugh, but they also felt that their son was right. This thing is really fragrant, so fragrant that they couldn't sleep just now. I don't know if the neighbors nearby are the same as them just now.

They don't care about other people, but the old residents in this building are all friends, and they should send some braised food to them.

Originally, Jin Xiujuan thought of asking her son to send the braised food the next day. After all, it's almost ten o'clock now, but think about it. The braised food has to be cooked all night. If those good neighbors are tempted by the gluttony and can't sleep all night, it would be a sin.

She generously approved her son's request and took out all the cleaned dishes.

"Your father and I will deliver it to your Grandpa Jiang and his family, and you can send more to your Uncle Bai."

They are all neighbors, so there are also close and distant relationships. In Jin Xiujuan's eyes, the Bai family is the future in-laws, and Bai Ling is the future daughter-in-law she treats as her own daughter. Naturally, if there are good things, they should give them more.

"Hey."

Yan Chu bought quite a lot of ingredients today. He filled a pot of stewed food for the Bai family and walked upstairs.

*****

"Blood drips to recognize the master."

Zhang Zifan shrank himself in the room, drew the curtains, and told the nanny at home not to let anyone disturb him, and then took out the jade pendants he bought today.

He was much more generous than Yan Chu. He directly cut a wound on his index finger with a knife, and blood immediately flowed. He took the bleeding finger and wiped it on the jade pendants one by one.

The first five did not react because he was afraid that the amount would not be enough, and almost every jade pendant was wiped with blood. When he was about to wipe the sixth jade pendant, the blood on his index finger was not enough, so he cut his middle finger hard.

When Shi Ge's fingers were all gone, the last jade pendant finally gave him a little reaction. The blood on it was slowly absorbed, and then he saw a beam of light rushing into his eyes.

Zhang Zifan ignored the pain in his ten fingers and jumped up in ecstasy, shouting and making noises.

The nanny at home was listening to the young master's movements downstairs. Thinking about the young master who always behaved strangely these days, she wondered whether she should tell the master and his wife about the young master's situation, otherwise if anything happened, she would not be able to bear the responsibility.

Zhang Zifan didn't know the nanny's thoughts, and he couldn't wait to start experimenting as soon as he got the treasure.

You should know that the protagonist's ability in the story of "Urban Treasure Hunter" is very powerful. As long as you look at a certain item carefully, all its information will emerge in your mind. At the same time, he has a perspective effect. He is said to be unable to penetrate any instrument. This ability can do it. There is a scene in which the male protagonist shines at the Tengchong gambling stone conference and makes a lot of money. Emerald, Fu Lu Shou, golden blood jade, purple eyes, there is nothing he can't find unless he wants it.

Zhang Zifan excitedly aimed his eyes at the table lamp at home for so long that his eyes were sore. Finally, a line of words emerged in his mind: table lamp, six months.

These two simple words are not like what is described in the novel, which introduces an item in detail to the production materials and craftsmanship, only the name and manufacturing year.

Zhang Zifan didn't think so much. He was ecstatic that he actually had such a heaven-defying ability. He tirelessly tested every item in the room until his eyes were tired and his head began to hurt, and then he fell asleep drowsily.

*****

"Xiao Chu, so your family is making delicious food. I was wondering why the fragrance was so close to me. Your aunt and I were lying in bed just now. We tossed and turned for more than an hour without sleeping, wondering what was so fragrant."

Bai Jiandong, Bai Ling's father, liked Yan Chu very much. Before the sudden encounter, the original body was indeed a good child that most people could not find fault with.

His grades were average, enough to be admitted to an undergraduate university. He was filial and honest. Most importantly, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes. People felt that this young man was upright at first glance. Moreover, Bai Jiandong, who had watched him grow up and regarded him as his son-in-law, naturally thought the best of Yan Chu.

"Yan Chu."

Bai Ling had just been lying in bed. When he heard Yan Chu's voice, he quickly jumped up and combed his hair to make sure there were no sleep marks on his face before coming out.

She looked similar to the original body's memory, but younger and more childish than the haggard and embarrassed girl who appeared in the original body's memory at the end.

With a slightly round face and a pair of black-framed glasses, she looked like an ordinary high school student, but her snow-white skin was particularly outstanding, making her look transparent and fresh, the kind of appearance that makes people feel close to her easily.

"Xiao Ling, come here quickly, Xiao Chu has brought you some stewed food."

Bai Jiandong drank a sip of the wine that went with the stewed food and started to talk nonsense. Bai Ling glared at her father embarrassedly and then walked towards the dining table.

"What do you mean it's for me? It's obviously for our whole family."

In fact, she was quite used to the elders on both sides making fun of their affairs, but the older she got, the more she understood this aspect, and the more shy she became, especially when the classmates around her also made fun of her and Yan Chu's affairs.

Bai Ling stared at Yan Chu quietly from the corner of her eyes. They had just met yesterday, but for some reason, Yan Chu's eyes today made people more flustered.