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- Upon entering the fish restaurant, Jiang Bian and Zhang Jingyao asked for a stove. (_¡¶¡·¡·) Then start preparing the dishes.
Despite Zhang Jingyao¡¯s dignified image as a noble lady, she is actually quite good at cooking. Especially after her biological son was separated, Zhang Jingyao became obsessed with cooking to cope with the pain of losing his son.
Zhang Jingyao asked the kitchen for a small amount of oil skin, fresh milk, fungus, bamboo shoot tips and other ingredients, and then carefully cleaned them up. Just looking at her posture, you can tell that her craftsmanship is extraordinary. Although cooking enthusiasts have not gone through systematic cooking studies, there are more or less defects. However, hobbies and professions are different, and the degree of concentration devoted to cooking is completely different. People like Zhang Jingyao who love cooking are no worse than ordinary chefs. Even for some of the dishes they are good at, even some chefs cannot say that they are great. Culinary enthusiasts only make dishes they like, and naturally put a lot of effort into these dishes, while chefs can only make popular food based on the eating habits of diners. Therefore, in terms of concentration, they are naturally inferior to these amateurs who love cooking.
Jiangbian is also preparing his own dishes. The things he prepared were very complicated. A grass carp, a piece of pork belly, various side dishes, no one can tell what the river is going to cook.
The kitchen was very busy, and other people could only wait in the private room.
"Uncle Tang, isn't Aunt Zhang's cooking skills very good?" Xiao Yalin asked.
Tang Pengyun smiled slightly. Speaking of his wife's cooking skills, Tang Pengyun was very proud, "Not only is it good, it is simply better than the chefs in five-star hotels. I like to eat the dishes she cooks the most. Originally, she has been cooking since she was pregnant. I started to learn cooking skills, and I said I would make the most delicious dishes when the baby starts to eat. Unexpectedly, I have been waiting for this day for twenty years. After the baby was stolen, Jingyao took a long time to recover. I recovered and have been obsessed with cooking ever since. We searched for several years, but could not find any trace of the baby. I saw that Jingyao could not completely come out of the shadow of the past, so I took Jingyao abroad with me . Jingyao opened a Chinese restaurant in the United States, and she devoted herself to cooking. We never thought that there would be a day in this life when the whole family would reunite."
After Tang Pengyun spoke for a while, his throat became stiff and he stopped.
Mei Siling quickly changed the subject, "I have to say that Jiang Bian is really similar to Aunt Zhang. Jiang Bian had never done anything in his hometown and only came to Qiantang last year. He became a chef and won the first prize in the cooking competition. The championship shows that he inherited his mother¡¯s cooking talent.¡±
Manqing also said, "Besides, Jiangbian and Uncle Tang look exactly the same. Maybe God really took pity on him and reunited Uncle Tang's family. """()"
"I wish that was the case." Although Tang Pengyun believed that Jiang Bian was his lost son, he was still a little worried about the results of the paternity test the next day.
It would be best if it were not. Tang Pengyun didn't dare to think about it. Tang Pengyun could not imagine how disappointed Zhang Jingyao would be if Jiangbian was not his lost son.
"I wonder what kind of dishes they will cook?" Xiao Yalin said softly.
Zhang Jingyao covered the oily skin with a damp cloth to soften it. Then cut the washed mushrooms into three equal pieces. This chopping skill shows a lot of skill. Two swords were randomly used together, and each section turned out to be the same length.
Cut the tips of the bamboo shoots into shreds, and cut the plum blossoms into thin strips. Generally thick, if you take a needle over. You may be able to thread the bamboo shoots through the needle hole. It can be seen that Zhang Jingyao is careful.
The fungus is also blooming in the water, so take it out at this time. Put it into the boiling water in the pot and take it out.
Then quickly cut off the head and tail of a handful of bean sprouts, put them into boiling water and fish them out.
Every time she takes a step, Zhang Jingyao will always look back at the riverside, her eyes full of love. As soon as she sees the riverside, Zhang Jingyao will have endless energy.
"Son, I can finally let you eat food cooked for you by your mother." Zhang Jingyao thought to herself. I couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in my heart, and tears almost flowed out.
Zhang Jingyao covered up her tears by wiping sweat.
Jiangbian¡¯s cooking is still the same as before. Although his skills have been greatly improved, he still doesn¡¯t like to cook too delicately. His handling of the dishes at every step is relatively rough and the cutting is relatively simple.
The big grass carp was taken care of in a few seconds, scaled and disembowelled, and it was done neatly, but in the eyes of an expert, every move seemed to be a problem.
But Jiangbian doesn¡¯t care much. The most important thing about food is not the appearance, but the nutrition and taste itself.
Jiangbian would look at Zhang Jingyao every once in a while.
He didn¡¯t have much concept of mother in his eyes. He always felt that as soon as he looked back, the person who might become his mother would soon be gone.impression. He needed to remember this person more deeply.
Jiangbian put down the grass carp in his hand and looked up at Zhang Jingyao again. Just at this time, Zhang Jingyao also looked over.
Zhang Jingyao saw Jiang Bian stunned, smiled slightly, reached out and took off a fish scale stuck on Jiang Bian's clothes.
This is a taste I have never experienced on the riverside. When I was in elementary school, when other children came home, their mothers would always flick the dirt off their bodies or help them change their dirty clothes. But this cannot be experienced by Jiangbian. Although King Turtle likes the riverside, he can't do anything with women.
"Thank you." Jiang Bian said with a blushing face.
"Silly boy." Zhang Jingyao smiled even more happily. This is his son, exactly like the scene in his dream. How long had Zhang Jingyao been looking forward to this day?
The oil in the pot was squeaking loudly, and a small amount of smoke began to appear on the surface of the oil. The oil has boiled.
Zhang Jingyao quickly turned her head and put the enoki mushrooms, bamboo shoot tips, dried smoked and fungus into the stir-fry, then added shredded ginger, refined salt, monosodium glutamate, sesame oil and cooking wine and stir-fry until the flavors are infused. Pour it into a basin and let it cool. Add the pickled cabbage and mix. Stir into filling.
Zhang Jingyao wrapped these vegetable fillings in oil wrappers into rolls of the same size, and then sealed the openings. She did it very carefully and was afraid of making any mistakes during the whole process. Put the prepared rolls into the steamer, arrange them neatly, and put them into the steamer. Then he looked at the time.
Then I took 10 eggs, gently cracked one end open, took out the egg white and yolk inside, and processed the egg shell a little.
Then put the starch and fresh milk powder into a basin, add water, refined salt and MSG, put it in the pot, and heat it into a thick paste. Then fill 10 empty egg shells cut in half, and put red carrots cut into balls in the center of the eggs. Steam for another 10 minutes, then cool down and peel off the skin, then restore it to an egg shape.
The steamed and cooled skin on the other side is rolled into a pan and fried until golden brown. Remove from the pan and drain the oil to use as chicken giblets. Then wrap it with oil skin and tie it into a chicken body, and use carrots to carve the chicken head to make a whole chicken shape.
Zhang Jingyao steamed the chicken body in a pot and placed it in the center of the plate, put the head and feet on it, and placed eggs on both sides.
What Zhang Jingyao cooks is a Zhejiang dish, stuffed in oil skin and made into a chicken shape. Eggs are skillfully made from starch and fresh milk, and cooked together in a dish, which symbolizes the reunion of mother and child. She has learned this dish countless times, and she only hopes that one day her son will be able to put it to use. I never thought that this dish would actually come in handy one day.
Zhang Jingyao prepared the dishes, but her heart felt sour. The tears kept falling like beads on a string.
"AhAuntie? Are you okay?" Jiang Bian hesitated and didn't know what to call Zhang Jingyao.
Zhang Jingyao raised her head and glanced at Jiangbian, with infinite regret in her eyes. She wished Jiangbian could call her "Mom".
Zhang Jingyao knew that even if she personally identified the two people as mother and son, she would still have to give Jiang Bian a process of adaptation. She smiled at Jiang Bian and said, "It's okay, kid, mom Auntie's okay. Auntie's food is ready." , come and try it.¡±
"I, can't I eat alone first?" Jiangbian was embarrassed, but he didn't want to refuse Zhang Jingyao's kindness, so as not to disappoint Zhang Jingyao.
"It's okay. Auntie made this dish just for you." Zhang Jingyao took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece for Jiang Bian, and fed it directly to Jiang Bian's mouth.
Jiangbian had no choice but to open his mouth and let Zhang Jingyao feed a large piece of food into his mouth. This piece is a ball of vegetable filling wrapped in oil skin and fried several times. Naturally, it contains juice. As soon as Jiangbian chewed it, juice immediately flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
Zhang Jingyao looked at Jiang Bian like a child, with oil flowing out of the corners of his mouth. He was very happy and laughed loudly. He took a handkerchief in one hand and carefully wiped the corners of Jiang Bian's mouth clean. Like a mother caring for a child.
"How is it? Is Auntie's craftsmanship good?" Zhang Jingyao asked.
¡°It¡¯s delicious, it¡¯s delicious! This is the most delicious thing I¡¯ve ever eaten!¡±
Jiangbian praised, this is not a compliment, this mother-child love dish is crispy and tender in texture, and tastes delicious. The unique flavors of all the ingredients are fully reflected, and the fragrances are blended together.
Zhang Jingyao also put a lot of effort into making this dish. Every step is the pursuit of perfection. All her attention is devoted to this dish, and the food she makes naturally reaches the limit of taste.
Seeing the delicious food by the river, Zhang Jingyao¡¯s face was filled with a smile.
The dish cooked by the river was also cooked.
"Auntie, my food is ready, you can try it too." Jiangbian said.
"Okay, I'll have a taste too." Zhang Jingyao smiled.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??This dish is somewhat unique. Anyone who has watched Jiangbian's cooking competition will know that this dish is actually the assorted fish soup that Jiangbian used when he won the championship.
Seeing that the dishes prepared by Jiang Bian were a bit messy, Zhang Jingyao looked at them and thought that Jiang Bian¡¯s cooking skills were not very good. But he still picked up the chopsticks with great interest, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. As soon as the dish was in his mouth, Zhang Jingyao showed an incredible expression.
I thought this dish would taste terrible, but when I tasted it, I realized that it tasted very unique. But it feels elusive.
Jiang Bian seemed to be prepared for Zhang Jingyao's expression, and said with a smile, "Try another bite, it tastes very unique."
Zhang Jingyao took another bite and found that the taste was completely different from the first bite. But it's also pretty good.
"Here, what's going on?" Zhang Jingyao asked.
¡°Let¡¯s bring the dishes over first, and we¡¯ll eat and talk later. They must be a little anxious from waiting.¡± Jiang Bian said.
Zhang Jingyao also smiled and said, "Okay, we will serve the dishes right now." (To be continued)
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