delicious life

Seeing his father's moving lips, he gathered his energy.

"Bastard..." The knife in the old man's hand chopped off the white meat on the chopping board.

Mo Ci was shocked, and he didn't dare to "desert" any more.

"Cooking is the process of heating the raw materials of dishes through various methods to make them mature. The function of cooking is to sterilize and disinfect, decompose the nutrients in the dishes, and facilitate the body's absorption. It makes the food fragrant and delicious, and makes the ingredients in the dishes Various flavors interact and mix to form a complex delicacy. Making food bright in color and beautiful in shape is the basic requirement for cooking.”

"Tune is to reconcile the taste and make the taste of the dishes more delicious. The function of the tune is to remove the peculiar smell, enhance the freshness and fragrance. Determine the taste of the dishes and enrich the variety of dishes."

What the old man said was dry, and I don't know if the bastard remembers it.

However, it is also very good that he is willing to listen to the long dry theories he tells.

Talent, as for talent, the old man doesn't count on it.

Coughing twice, he continued: "The difference between cooking and cooking is that cooking refers to the whole process of making food, while cooking is a part of cooking. It is the clean ingredients that have been cut into shape or paste, through heating and cooking. Seasoning, the operation process of making a complete dish with good quality, color, taste and shape. The relationship between primary and secondary can be distinguished."

The old man glanced at Mo Ci.

Very good, no desertion.

He remembered that when Mo Ci was young, he once volunteered to "fire" Ada and Amei who were helping out, and fried poached eggs by himself with his stomach growling because he was busy with the company's affairs.

The childish child held a dark "poached egg" for him to taste. There were a few black "patterns" on his small and fair face, and his round eyes were full of anticipation.The small mole on the left cheek also jumped up and down.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the hospitality is hard to stop.

Mr. Mo, one of the world's famous chefs, twitched his brows, his face seemed to be convulsed, and he didn't know what to say.Only under Mo Ci's full attention, he swallowed the most unpalatable thing he had ever eaten in his mouth.

Thousands of flavors... Thousands of flavors, the old man resisted wrinkling his face, and swallowed the dark poached egg hard, trying to make the unique taste of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty on his taste buds fade away earlier.

"It's delicious, Ah Ci is so good." He still remembered the scene back then.He patted Xiao Mo Ci's head with a smile on his face.Let Xiao Moci applaud happily for a while.

Mo Ci looked satisfied.

At that time, he was such a filial child.But since then, Mo Ci seldom went to the kitchen.Even he himself doesn't know whether this son has a talent for cooking.

"En." Mo Ci didn't know the many images and complicated thoughts that popped up in his father's head in an instant.

nodded.In fact, it's not that he hasn't cooked before.

At that time, the Mo family was in decline, and the young master's wealthy life was gone forever.Looking for a place to live everywhere, having a full meal and a hungry meal every day, it is even more impossible to go in and out of restaurants frequently.

He can only go to the crowded vegetable market to pick the cheapest vegetables and radishes, slice and cook them, and cook according to his memory, so that the freshness and tenderness of the vegetables can be fully tasted.

A person's life was extremely poor, and his plump face quickly became thinner.

There were thick calluses on his hands, frost on his face, helplessness and forbearance in his eyes.

Forced by life, if there hadn't been such a devastating blow, he would still be the son of a rich family who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and whose ten fingers didn't touch the spring water.However, the rich life is gone, and life has to go on.

Unlike his father, who is a world-renowned chef, he can only cook simple home-cooked dishes, so he can't make it to the big table.

Otherwise, he wouldn't take the only money he had and go to the casino to gamble desperately.Win back everything from the past, the glory of the past, from the gambling table.

It’s because I’ve watched too many movies, and I want to win back my life by getting something for nothing. It’s true to sum it up with ignorance.He bowed his head amidst the ridicule, and left sadly amidst the ridicule.

It only has a mouth, but its hands cannot support itself.

Father, do you dislike him who is so domineering and willful?

Mo Ci looked at his father with suspicious eyes, and his heart tightened.

"A Ci, today I will teach you the simplest and most basic dish, and it is also the most difficult dish to cook. Are you ready?" The old man noticed Mo Ci's other emotions, and stuffed a handful of tender vegetables into Mo Ci's arms.

"Don't be dazed. Go pick the vegetables, and ask for the heart." The old man added, his eyes softened a lot.

Hearing the encouragement in his father's words, Mo Ci was refreshed and stopped thinking about it.

Pick out the tenderest cabbage heart from a large pile of green vegetables, discard the excess green vegetable leaves, and put the cabbage heart in an iron basin aside.

The old man brought the alive and kicking wild crucian carp to the counter, held down the tail of the fish and scraped off the scales of the crucian carp with a fish scale knife three or two times.Another big fish was prepared, and a small stove dedicated to making fish soup was served.

At this time, Mo Ci also chose the dishes, put down his work, and concentrated on watching his father's movements.

Four wild small crucian carp and a big fish were put on the table by the father.Is that delicious crucian carp soup that father is going to do?

One of my father's specialty dishes is umami crucian carp soup.

This crucian carp soup was developed by my father when he was a teenager.A crucian carp soup is first boiled with four small wild crucian carp, and the four small fish are discarded after the soup is finished.Add a big fish and boil it with the soup until milky white, and you're done.

Among them, Zhou Zhang is very annoying.But the tenderness of it is not comparable to other fish soups.

Mo Ci witnessed the whole process, descaling, cooking, and ingredients.Every procedure and every ingredient was narrated by my father.

When my father was cooking food, his expression was devout.

Mo Ci couldn't help but get serious.

The rebirth came too suddenly, comparable to any sci-fi movie I have seen before.

However, when everything can be done all over again, why not start now, to make my father happy, to erase all the failures in life, and to prevent all irreparable mistakes from happening?

"Seasoning refers to the proper coordination of main and auxiliary ingredients and seasoning in the process of making dishes, so that they can interact with each other to produce a special taste. You should pay attention to this when you know how to stir-fry vegetables."

After the old man covered the small stove, he said to Mo Ci behind him.

Mo Ci hesitated for a while, and carefully washed the vegetables with clean water.Put it in an iron pan with a little base oil.

The green cabbage heart is put into a special iron pot, which makes a "Zi La La" sound. When frying the green vegetables, the pot should not be covered. It is the biggest taboo to put the green vegetables directly into the pot and cook them for a while.In this way, all the nutrients in the vegetables will be lost, and the freshness and fiber of the vegetables will be completely destroyed.

Mo Ci still remembers the down and out life of a person back then, he hastily threw vegetables into the pot, took the pot cover to simmer, and waited for the vegetables to ripen.Finally, when the lid was lifted, the vegetables became much darker, and the emerald green turned into a dark green, which was particularly eye-catching.

"The speed of putting in the ingredients must be fast, and the speed of stir-frying with the wrist should also be fast." The old man stood beside Mo Ci and kept reminding.I was afraid that what Mo Ci made would be like a black poached egg in his memory. If he made something like that under his guidance, where would he put his status as a generation of chef and where would he put his old face?

Mo Ci nodded, and the speed of stir-frying with his wrists was accelerated, allowing the moisture inside the vegetables to evaporate slowly.

After the raw materials are processed and shaped, there is no need to sizing or hanging paste. Heat the pot with a small amount of base oil, put the raw materials in, and stir fry quickly to dry up the moisture inside the raw materials. Then add seasonings to fully penetrate the texture of the raw materials. The cooking method here is called dry frying.

Dry fried dishes are dry, fragrant and tender.When dry frying, the firepower should be moderate, not too hot or too low; if it is too hot, the moisture inside the raw materials will not easily evaporate, causing the outside to be burnt and the inside will not be cooked;

Mo Ci also noticed the heat.The operation methods spoken by my father were obtained through hundreds or even thousands of experiments.He did not question at all that cooking is an art, frying is an art of performance, and fire control is an art of performance.

Some chefs like to hold the spatula high, turn it over from time to time, and rotate it together with the ingredients.When controlling the fire, a ten-foot-long fire will suddenly burst out, which makes people scream again and again.

Eating, eating the delicacies that you make yourself, is a sense of accomplishment.

Under the guidance of his father, Mo Ci finally finished this simple dish of stir-fried vegetables.

Green and dripping.

Simply stir-fried vegetables are greener than their original color after being dry-fried and seasoned.

The old man's fish soup is also finished under the sticker stove.

The two portions of food were put into a flat plate and a soup pot respectively.The father and son sat in the empty kitchen and tasted two very simple dishes.

Mo Ci took a mouthful with a spoon and put it in his mouth to taste.Fresh and pure.The freshness and tenderness of the fish are all soaked in the soup.The old man stretched out his chopsticks and shook them. The green vegetables were very tender. He stretched his neck and put them in his mouth to chew.

The old man's eyes lit up.

6、chapter6

Mo Ci lay on the bed, looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, meditating silently.

Such a day.

Such a real day.

Woke up early in the morning and found that I was back to my year.Was called by Mrs. Da to go downstairs to have dinner, and walked down the stairs that have been walked thousands of times.Seeing the long-lost family members eating at the same table with them, weeping in surprise.

Brothers and friends are respectful, father and son are harmonious.

This is a scene that Mo Ci can't even imagine.Today it has come true.

How self-willed and arrogant.When he was here, he acted recklessly and hung out with a group of cronies all day long, not knowing the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.stir up trouble