delicious master

Chapter 122 Tips

"It's easier to make this than making instant noodles, and you can almost learn it by remembering both sides."

Feeling the aroma of scalloped chicken porridge in the casserole constantly exuding, Tang Xiaokang said to Ning Yinxue with a relaxed face.

Ning Yinxue on the side was carefully recording what Tang Xiaokang said with his mobile phone.

After hearing Tang Xiaokang's words, she paused for a moment. Ning Yinxue looked at Tang Xiaokang's face with disbelief written all over her face.

Inside the pot, the scalloped chicken porridge kept emitting fragrance, attracting her nose, but Ning Yinxue really wanted to complain in her heart.

I don't need to change the pot to make instant noodles!
But looking at Tang Xiaokang's satisfied face, and thinking about the difficulty of making scalloped chicken porridge, Ning Yinxue felt that for Tang Xiaokang, this was really much easier than making instant noodles.

People are more popular than people, people will know it when they see it, but they will lose it as soon as they do it.

Shaking her head, Ning Yinxue decided to record what Tang Xiaokang said just now with peace of mind. It is only serious to study hard.

As the casserole simmered slowly, the flavor that Tang Xiaokang had just adjusted became more intense. Although the other two people in the kitchen were looking at the things in front of them, their eyes kept looking at Tang Xiaokang.

The strong fragrance is really too attractive. This is porridge, it's like a seafood feast, it tastes so fragrant.

Swallowing uncontrollably, the aunt looked at Tang Xiaokang's back, and then looked at the black pot in front of her when she recovered her senses, her brows were tightly frowned.

They are also human beings, they can cook porridge so deliciously, why can't I?
With a black face, he shoveled up the caramel that was stuck too low. The fire was so fierce that all the rock sugar that was put in it stuck to the bottom of the pot, and he couldn't shovel it off. The shovel made a sound at the bottom of the pot.

The sound of two metals rubbing against each other was like the howling of an iron pan.

Tang Xiaokang was making porridge, and when he heard the sound of the aunt next to him shoveling rock sugar, he was worried about the iron pot. The aunt didn't look tall, but she was very strong. With the shovel, he was afraid that the bottom of the pot would be broken.

"Sister, how can you shovel like this, don't want the pot to be broken, the pot can stand it, and the shovel can't stand it."

The young man who was frying Chinese medicine at the side finally couldn't help but start talking. Seeing him violently shoveling the pot, he was terrified, afraid that the shovel would break and fly over and hit him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not good at shoveling. I don't know why the sugar sticks to the bottom of the pot. No matter how I shovel it, I can't shovel it off. Obviously, the phone said, just heat it to melt the rock sugar."

Smiling apologetically at the young man, the aunt seemed to become more anxious after being told this, and shoveled the bottom of the pot harder and harder.

"The rock sugar can't be removed by doing this. It's completely stuck to the ground. It's scorched and sticky. Now that it's cooled and solidified, it's even tighter. If you shovel it like this, it will only damage the pot." .”

Seeing that the other party was struggling, Tang Xiaokang spoke, turned off the heat of the casserole, covered the lid, and came to the gate, aunt.

He stretched out his hand, motioning for the aunt to hand over the iron pot in her hand.

After hesitating for a while, the other party handed the pan with rock sugar to the other party. He was a professional chef, and the aunt felt that maybe the other party really had a way.

Looking at the rock sugar on the bottom of the pot, Tang Xiaokang frowned. The rock sugar can be fried to such an extent that there is no problem. It is really a talent.

No wonder there was no miracle with all the effort just now. Unless the bottom of the pot was shoveled away, it is really extremely difficult to make a miracle.

Then put the pan back on the induction cooker, turn on the switch, Tang Xiaokang poured some oil into the pan, and set the temperature to medium-low heat.

"Sister, there is nothing wrong with your frying sugar, but you must not be in a hurry to fry the sugar. You see that the oil in your pot has not been refined before, and the rock sugar is directly heated. There is no cooking oil to help control the temperature. It must not work. "

"And when frying sugar, the fire should not be too high. If the fire is too high, the rock sugar will be burnt more easily. The burnt rock sugar will not only be bitter, but will also stick to the bottom of the pot and be difficult to remove."

Following Tang Xiaokang's words, the temperature of the oil in the pan slowly increased, and gradually, the top layer of sugar began to melt.

"The rock sugar sticks to the bottom of the pot. I still use the original method, add cooking oil, and fry the rock sugar slowly in a small pot. Otherwise, the rock sugar after pre-cooling and solidification will be more difficult to get rid of with a spatula. of."

Following Tang Xiaokang's words, the bottom of the pot turned into charred black rock sugar, which slowly melted like a stream of black water, mixed in the cooking oil.

I poked it with chopsticks, but the bottom of the pot was still a little sticky. The aunt put too much rock sugar, and a thick layer formed on the bottom. I guess it won't be cleaned in a while.

Standing aside, listening to Tang Xiaokang's knowledge, the aunt looked at the rock sugar gradually melting at the bottom of the pot, and a pleasant smile appeared on her face.

"It's really like this. The rock sugar really melted. Just now, when I was handling the rock sugar like this, it just fell on the bottom of the pot. I didn't expect you to solve it in two or three strokes, young man. Sure enough, professionals are different."

I didn't expect Tang Xiaokang to remove the rock sugar stuck to the bottom of the pot so neatly, and the aunt's face showed a look of admiration.

This man really has the ability to cook a porridge so delicious, the chefs of ordinary small restaurants may not be able to compare with the young man in front of him.

Smiling, without speaking, Tang Xiaokang used chopsticks to stir the rock sugar at the bottom of the pot evenly to prevent it from sticking to the pot again.

After seeing that almost all the rock sugar had melted, Tang Xiaokang asked his aunt for a bowl and received a bowl of cold water.

The cold water was poured into the super hot rock sugar little by little, and a little water entered the frying pan, which immediately exploded. However, as the amount of cold water increased, the melted rock sugar began to solidify again.

The chopsticks stirred quickly in the pot, rolling together all the charred rock sugar that was still sticky and not completely solidified.

This appearance is a bit like the maltose that was constantly stirred when I was a child. It must be stirred repeatedly, otherwise the sugar will naturally solidify together.

The cold water was almost poured, and all the burnt black rock sugar was stirred together by Tang Xiaokang. He picked out all the rock sugar with a chopstick, and poured the last cold water in the bowl, and a spiral pattern appeared on the entire chopsticks. of balls.

In the original frying pan, all the burnt black rock sugar sticking to the bottom has been removed, leaving only the tap water and cooking oil mixed together, and the oil flowers floating on the water.

"After the sugar is melted, just do it like I did. If it goes directly to the sink, it will stick to the wall of the sink or the drain. It will be more difficult to clean and the drain will be blocked."

(End of this chapter)