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Volume 2: Cooking Skills Chapter 316: Hot Pan, Cold Oil

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    After a pause, Mrs. Qin added awkwardly: "How about some freshly squeezed soy milk? I have been soaking the beans, and they will be ready soon." Suman's calm face showed cracks for the first time, and she was surprised.  He glanced at Mrs. Qin carefully. For a first-time visitor, being able to provide tea and coffee was already a very considerate treat. The options listed by Mrs. Qin were comparable to those of a professional cold drink shop.  Thinking of the ages of Mrs. Qin's son and daughter, Su Man thought thoughtfully. She may be so attentive as a classmate who is used to entertaining her children. Su Man retracted her thoughts, looked at Mrs. Qin, and smiled politely: "Give it to me.  Just a glass of water will do." Mrs. Qin nodded and quickly returned, placing a transparent glass in front of Suman with a thin lemon slice soaked in it.  Suman couldn¡¯t help being flattered, but also a little ashamed. No matter how good her craftsmanship was, she never did such details at home. In the Shen family, the regular drinking water was just cold water.  Mrs. Qin sat down. The sofa in her home is a milky white leather sofa. Most people are not willing to use this kind of sofa. It is very troublesome to take care of it. However, Mrs. Qin's house takes care of it very well. It is in a place where people can easily touch it.  , thoughtfully placed small handmade hooked mats.  Suman easily came to the conclusion through silent observation all the way from the airport that Mrs. Qin is a typical good wife and mother. Not only does she clean the house well, she should also be a good cook.  It can make tea, coffee, and soy milk, and make lemonade. It is not a person who has a careful research on cooking skills. It will never do these things like ordinary life trivial matters.  Suman really couldn¡¯t understand how such a person could still have troubles about food.  "If she hadn't gone through the fierce competition in the first level and fully understood the bad taste of the judges of the Chef Competition, she would have completely relaxed by now.  Suman decided not to be pretentious and asked straight to the point: "Aunt Qin, what can I do for you? This sentence is a little trick. Asking the other party how can I help is more helpful than directly asking what troubles the other party has.  It was easy for the other party to speak. Mrs. Qin crossed her hands in front of her and rubbed them uneasily. After a long silence, she finally said: "I'm really embarrassed to say it. I haven't read any books. I've been staying at home since I got married.  His father was quite capable, and I didn't suffer much either. I just washed and washed and cooked three meals every day.  " She raised her head and looked at Suman subconsciously. Suman's eyes were focused and encouraged her to continue: "To be honest, I think my skills are pretty good.  " After saying this, Mrs. Qin lowered her head again, quite embarrassed. She continued in a low voice: "In the first few years, my child's father said that I cook delicious food, and he would push me if he could when socializing outside.  I went home to eat, and so did my children. When I was in high school, the school was a bit far from home, so I got up early every morning to cook food for them and put it in their lunch boxes.  "Suman blinked, and it sounded perfect, and she couldn't see anything worth worrying about. At the same time, on the HOD cruise ship, little Andrew also raked his hair irritably, and yelled angrily: "This woman is here to be funny, right?  " King George VIII shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly: "These more than a hundred lucky people are said to be a lottery, but in fact they have been carefully selected, and none of them are easy to solve.  "But then, for some reason, they suddenly didn't like to eat the food I cooked. Every day, I cooked a large table of food and had to throw it away in the end -" Mrs. Qin lowered her head and wrung her hands nervously.  Together, tears fell on the back of her hands, and soon turned into a puddle of water. Suman's smile gradually faded, she stood up, sat next to Mrs. Qin, and said sincerely: "Don't be sad, let's look for it together.  The problem will definitely make them like your cooking again." Mrs. Qin seemed to have grasped the only straw in the sea. She raised her head and asked urgently: "Really?  Will they really like my cooking again?  " Her eyes were shining, and Suman was like her savior. Under such a look, Suman couldn't say a word no anyway. She nodded firmly: "Of course I will." On the yacht  , Little Andrew drank half the cocktail in his hand and cursed: "SHIT" George VIII also slowly exhaled a long breath. Both of them are motherless people. For families with mothers who cook,  I have been very envious since I was a child. It is really unpleasant to see such a mother crying on the screen.  Suman took out a tissue and handed it to Mrs. Qin's hand. Watching her wipe her tears, she said gently: "Can you let me have a taste of your craftsmanship?" Mrs. Qin immediately raised her head: "Do you want to do it now?  ?¡± Suman responded decisively: ¡°Do it now.¡± Mrs. Qin burst into tears and smiled: ¡°Well, tell me what you like to eat, we have everything at home, beef, mutton, fish, shrimp, Huanhuan.¡±?? likes to eat steak, and I can also fry it. Lele loves to eat shrimp. Wasn't pot shrimp popular for a while?  His dad likes to eat mutton-boiled meat¡ª¡ª" Suman looked thoughtfully at the nagging Mrs. Qin who opened the refrigerator and revealed the various ingredients inside. She thought she had already taken a high look at Mrs. Qin, but now she realized that she still  She looked down on people. Just now, she also thought about the reason why Mrs. Qin's cooking was not popular. It was probably because her cooking style had remained unchanged for several years, and her children were tired of it. For example, many housewives,  The cooking methods are all the same, eggplants must be stewed, shredded potatoes must be fried with green peppers, and tomatoes can only be fried with eggs. So when they visited the vegetable market, they obviously had a wide variety of ingredients, but they didn't know what to make because of the various things in front of them.  Although the ingredients are still raw, they have automatically combined them into dishes in their minds, and they are just the same ones. Mrs. Qin is refreshing to Suman. She is obviously a motivated and studious housewife.  To describe it as a mobile phone, most housewives are still stuck with ordinary models. Mrs. Qin has evolved into a smart phone. It is not difficult to cook shrimps and fried steak, but it does not often appear in the recipes at home. Mrs. Qin.  It sounded very natural, and it had obviously been done many times. Suman became more and more puzzled, what went wrong that made Mrs. Qin¡¯s children no longer like her cooking?  Getting more and more curious, Su Man suddenly came back to her senses. Mrs. Qin had been staring at her for a long time. Su Man smiled sheepishly and said, "Let's do whatever you usually eat." Mrs. Qin was startled, a little bit.  Difficult: "It's too simple -" Suman couldn't help but knot her brows, and then quickly loosened them. Chinese mothers are like this, sacrificial and dedicated, with their hearts devoted to their children, almost forgetting themselves, she  Her tone was calm and stubborn: "That's it, we'll do whatever you usually eat." Mrs. Qin responded gruntingly: "Okay, okay.  " As she said that, she bent down, picked out three eggs from the refrigerator, and took out two loofahs from the crisper. Scrambled eggs with loofah? Suman raised her eyebrows. Compared with frying steak and shrimp in a pot, it's still better.  It was so simple. Mrs. Qin turned around and went to the kitchen. Suman followed, watching her skillfully put on her apron, break the eggs into a bowl, grab a pair of chopsticks, stir them skillfully, and looked back at Suman with a smile.  Said: "Add some warm water here, and the beaten eggs will be softer.  " As she said that, she took a break from her busy work, turned on the gas stove with her backhand, sat on the iron pot, and started cooking. Suman raised her eyebrows. She guessed it right. Mrs. Qin is indeed a master of cooking. Scrambled eggs are easy even though they are easy to cook.  , there is something special about frying well. Eggs and eggplants like oil. If there is not enough oil, the eggs will not be fluffy, but they will be too oily and greasy. So when frying, you must heat the pan first and keep your hands close.  The bottom of the pot feels dry, so the pot is almost hot. Then pour in oil, don¡¯t be afraid, pour more. After pouring the oil, pour in the beaten egg liquid - Suman looked at Mrs. Qin¡¯s wrist  With a twist, the eggs immediately filled the pot. At the same time, the aroma of eggs filled the kitchen, whetting people's appetites. Mrs. Qin then used a shovel to shovel the fluffy eggs to one side, and with a flick of her wrist, the iron pot tilted.  , there was still more than half of the oil that I just put in, and I immediately took it out. There was not much oil, and the eggs were very soft. This method of scrambling eggs is very particular. It is called hot pan and cold oil. When the pan is hot, the eggs are put in the pan.  It's cooked and the oil is cold, which can retain the nutrients in the oil. Finally, Mrs. Qin sprinkled some chopped green onions in and poured the eggs on the plate. They were round in the shape of an egg pancake, golden in color, and dotted with green ones.  Scallions and an ordinary plate of scrambled eggs were very satisfying. Mrs. Qin handed Su Man a pair of chopsticks and looked at her expectantly: "Try it." Su Man swallowed and said, "I don't want to eat it."  You're welcome." She picked up a large piece of scrambled egg with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. It was fragrant and soft, and her mouth was filled with the aroma of eggs. The heat was just right, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. She raised her thumbs without hesitation.  , and compared to Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Qin beamed with joy and finished peeling the loofah in her hand twice. Suman narrowed his eyes and noticed that the loofah in Mrs. Qin's hand was not peeled off like other people usually do.  Peel it thoroughly, revealing the white flesh inside, but leaving some green silk. This is another cooking tip. Once the loofah is fried in oil, it will turn black easily. To put it bluntly, it will turn black.  The reason why the skin changes color is that it is oxidized. But if you leave some silk, it will not be oxidized so easily. Or the small skin of the loofah is worthless.  If you are not immersed in cooking all year round and study it carefully, you may not know it so clearly. Many ordinary dishes made by some people are particularly delicious just because of them.I have mastered so many more tips than others.
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