After the genius was abolished, he became my Taoist companion

11. Refined oil and scallion oil cake

The more Tan Duzhi used his left hand, the more proficient he became. When the first bowl of porridge was empty, he held the spoon very steadily.

Strange to say, Tan Duzhi also drank lingmi porridge before he entered the sect, but the lingmi porridge in his memory was far less fragrant and moist than Ye Huangui's.There is also this fried egg, which looks ordinary, but when it is eaten in the mouth, the shell is crispy, and the inside of the egg is still sweet.

Compared with his good appetite, Ye Huangui's appetite is not so good.After Tan Duzhi finished three bowls of porridge, there was still more than half of the porridge in his bowl.

At this time, a strong fragrance came in from the outside of the car, Ye Huangui sniffed the smell and stood up quickly: "Oh, my lard!"

At this time, the lard in the pot has changed from the milky white meat pieces that sink to the bottom to light yellow, and they have shrunk a lot.A lot of oil like egg white has appeared in the pot, and the fried oil floats on the oil with small bubbles. They exude a strange meaty fragrance, which strongly lures the greedy insects in Ye Huangui's stomach!

Ye Huangui took out a clay pot with the size of a head from the side, and he sprinkled a little salt on the bottom of the pot: "Ah, it smells so good! Does Old Tan eat oil residue?"

Tan Duzhi put down the spoon in his hand: "Okay."

After frying for a while, it became golden. Ye Huangui turned off the fire in the stove, and he fished out the oil residue floating on it and put it on a plate.

There was a small half pot of clear lard in the pot, and he carefully scooped the oil into the clay pot.The clear oil was like egg whites, and he filled more than half of the tank in a short time.

He said to Tan Duzhi: "Old Tan, I put the oil can here." He pointed to the oil can on the edge of the stove, "The oil will solidify after it cools down, it's too hot now Don't knock it down!"

Tan Duzhi looked at the oil tank and then at Ye Huangui, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Ye Huangui should pay more attention to himself.But he still nodded: "OK."

After the temperature of the oil residue dropped, Ye Huangui pinched a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth.Chew it crispy and fragrant, no matter when fried food is always a god!So delicious!

While eating, he rummaged through the bowl, and picked out the best-looking piece of deep-fried oil residue: "Eat a little...it should be fine, right?"

As he said that, he took a few quick steps and handed the oil residue to Tan Duzhi's mouth: "Old Tan, try this!"

Tan Duzhi wanted to refuse, but he obediently opened his mouth when he smelled the smell of meat from the oil residue.The warm oil residue enters the mouth, the skin is crispy and crispy, and the meaty aroma explodes in the mouth after biting.What a fairy taste!It’s even better than the shortbread you ate yesterday!

Most of the fat in the oil residue is boiled out, and it tastes very chewy, which is more enjoyable than simply eating meat.

Ye Huangui squinted his eyes and said, "Is it delicious?"

Tan Duzhi nodded: "Delicious." This was a taste he had never tasted before, and he couldn't help asking: "Which part of the animal is this?"

Ye Huangui said: "This is pork suet, which grows next to the pig's ribs. I happened to see it for sale yesterday, so I bought a slice. Eating lard in moderation is good for your health, and you need it when making shortbread. "

Ye Huangui picked up a piece of oil residue in the bowl again, this time he dipped a little salt on the oil residue and handed it to Tan Duzhi: "The oil residue of suet is not as delicious as that of flower oil, next time I have a chance , I will boil flower oil residue for you! That will be fragrant!"

Tan Duzhi threw the oil residue into his mouth, and he chewed while thinking: "So that's how it is."

He never knew that there are so many specialties about the fat on pigs, what kind of suet flower oil, this is the first time he heard of it today.

The oily residue just out of the pan was really fragrant, Ye Huangui ate two pieces of oily residue but didn't dare to eat more.This stuff contains a lot of oil, and eating too much is bad for the stomach, but he can make it into other foods.Scallion pancakes with oily residue, fried cabbage with oily residue...all very delicious!

Thinking of chopped green onion pancakes, Ye Hugui's eyes lit up: "Old Tan, do you want to eat chopped green onion pancakes?"

Tan Duzhi:? ? ?

Ye Huangui did it as soon as he said it: "I'll make a quick cake, just wait, it will be ready soon."

Tan Duzhi looked at Ye Huangui's back: "But... I just finished eating..."

Ye Huangui didn't take Tan Duzhi's protest to heart at all. He had amazing courage when it came to cooking: "It's okay, you can eat a little after it's done and see if you like it."

As he spoke, he opened the cupboard, and there were several bags under the cupboard, all of which were rice noodles he bought.He took a small round bowl, poured a bowl full of flour into the big bowl, and shook half a spoonful of fine salt in the bowl.

Tan Duzhi looked at Ye Huangui inquisitively. He was a person who didn't know much about Wugu, so he didn't know the meaning of Ye Huangui's every step.Ye Huangui quickly saw through Tan Duzhi's curiosity, and he explained: "What I scooped out is flour, you see, my small bowl is filled with just one catty of noodles."

Ye Huangui poured half a bowl of boiling water into the wooden basin: "Add half a catty of boiling water to a catty of noodles, and the dough will not be soft or hard when kneaded. Of course, it depends on the condition of the flour. Increase or decrease the amount of water appropriately."

Tan Duzhi nodded, and the wheelchair rolled a little closer to Ye Huangui's direction.

Ye Huangui added boiling water little by little along the side of the bowl, while stirring the flour quickly with chopsticks. After adding the boiling water in his bowl, the flour in the bowl turned into fine flakes.

He put down his chopsticks and kneaded directly with his hands. After a while, a smooth dough appeared in the bowl.Before it was over, he turned around and took out a brush from the cupboard. The brush was soaked in the soybean oil bowl, and the white hairs had turned into a beautiful golden color.

After he brushed a layer of oil on the dough finely, he put the dough aside for later use.Taking advantage of this time, he wants to prepare the stuffing.

He poured out half of the oil residue from the bowl, and under Tan Duzhi's calm gaze, the oil residue turned into a small pile of golden yellow powder under his knife.

Ye Huangui secretly ate the oil residue while cutting it, but seeing that Tan Duzhi was staring at him, he casually stuffed a chopped, relatively large piece of oil residue into his mouth: "Whoever sees it has a share."

Tan Duzhi with oil residue in his mouth: ...

After chopping up the oil residue, he took out a small handful of shallots from the storage bag.The chives are less than a foot long, with roots stained with soil, tender and very fresh.Just pick off the root and rinse it for a while, there are not even yellow leaves on it.

The shallots with drops of water quickly turned into chopped green onions on the cutting board.Ye Huangui didn't care about fragrance and jade at all, he lifted the chopping board and poured the chopped green onion into the bowl containing the grated oil residue.

After he added salt and pepper to the bowl and stirred the oil residue and green onion together, the preparation work was almost done.

At this time, he took out the dough in the bowl, and saw that he rolled the dough into long strips in two or three strokes and pulled it into four noodles of about the same size.The noodles that were pulled out rolled into balls in his palm, each one as big as half a palm.

At this time, he started to rummage through the storage bag again, and under Tan Duzhi's curious eyes, he pulled out a one-foot-long rolling pin.

Tan Duzhi was convinced, he suspected that Ye Huangui had everything in his storage bag.

The round dough is quickly rolled into a thin dough by a rolling pin, which can cover half of a cutting board after unfolding.Ye Huangui smeared a thick layer of scallion oil residue on the dough: "Put more stuffing, the taste will be more delicious!"

After the dough was covered with fillings, he rolled one side of the dough to the other, and the dough soon became a long strip wrapped in fillings.

Before Tan Duzhi saw it clearly, he coiled the strip into a circle again.After being rolled twice with a rolling pin, the irregular circle becomes a cake with a uniform thickness that is bigger than the face, and the color and shape of the stuffing inside can be vaguely seen from the skin.

Ye Huangui lit up the fire in the stove. When he scooped up the lard, there was still some oil left at the bottom of the small pot. Now it is perfect for pancakes!

The pancakes slid along the side of the pot to the bottom of the pot, and there was a unique sizzling sound from the pot.Ye Huangui held the spoon in one hand and put the other on his waist: "Ah, this cake looks delicious!"

Ye Huangui thought of an important thing at this moment: "Old Tan, I want to ask you something."

Tan Duzhi responded, "En." His eyes were dark, are you coming?Ask about the situation of Hongmeng Zhu while he is relaxing.

Ye Huangui thought for a while: "How do you keep the time?"

Tan Duzhi was stunned: "???"

Ye Huangui added: "Look, people in the cultivation world always talk about a stick of incense, a cup of tea, and a flick of a finger... so how long is a stick of incense? How long should the incense be? If you drink tea, a stick of incense Do you drink the tea carefully or in one sip? Do you drink it in summer or in winter?"

Tan Duzhi: ...

Miraculously being asked, Tan Zhenzhen was stupid for the first time in his life.

Ye Huangui frowned, puzzled: "I always thought that a cup of tea equals 5 minutes, and a stick of incense equals a quarter of an hour..."

This question has troubled Ye Huangui for a long time, so he specially lit incense at home for this reason.It takes about 15 minutes for his family's incense to burn a stick.But how long does it take for a cup of tea? He was blinded.

Tan Duzhi's expression was about to crack: "This..."

Ye Huangui was still in trouble: "It's so troublesome, there is no watch in the realm of comprehension. Old Tan, how long is a cup of tea and a stick of incense?"

Tan Duzhi: ...

It wasn't until Ye Huangui took out the fried double-sided golden cake from the pot that Tan Duzhi answered the question: "I don't quite understand what you mean by minutes. Generally speaking, it takes a long time to cook tea, and you can By default, a cup of tea is equal to two sticks of incense, and a moment is equal to three sticks of incense.”

Ye Huangui looked taught: "Ah! It turned out to be like this! I have been mistaken all the time! I always thought that one stick of incense equals two cups of tea equals a moment! Thank you Old Tan!"

Tan Du looked Ye Huangui up and down, and he began to think about how such a fool has survived till now.

Ye Huangui was not embarrassed at all, he happily patted the hot pancake on the cutting board.The thin and crispy crust collided with the cutting board and made a crisp crackling sound. Ye Huangui raised the kitchen knife to the center of the pancake. With a little force on his wrist, the sharp blade cut through the thin pancake crust.

I saw a thick layer of stuffing in the middle of the golden pie crust. At this time, the chopped green onion had shriveled and turned dark green in color.At a glance, there is a faint light under the cake skin, and you can see the oily residue below.

Just looking at it, you can imagine how thin, crispy and delicious this cake is!

Ye Huangui cut the cake into six portions, and he picked up a piece of the cake and blew it: "Ah, it smells so good~"

As he spoke, he handed it to Tan Duzhi's mouth: "Come on! Try it if you like it!"

Tan Duzhi opened his mouth and took a bite, the plump stuffing fell from both sides, Ye Huangui quickly reached out to catch the stuffing.He asked expectantly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

tasty!The salty and fresh filling is not as greasy as imagined, but very fragrant.After the chopped green onion is heated, it loses its original fishy flavor, leaving only the fragrant green onion.The scallion does not overwhelm the guest, it just enhances the deliciousness of the oil residue stuffing.

If it is delicious enough to eat oily residue, this cake sublimates the oily residue!

Especially the fried crispy shell, which is thin and crispy, with a crackling sound in the mouth.Even if Tan Duzhi had just had breakfast, he felt that he could eat a whole pancake without any pressure.

He gave Ye Huangui an affirmative answer: "It's delicious!"

The author has something to say:

Tan Duzhi: I was about to blacken, but he actually asked me such a mentally handicapped question.

Lao Mao: This question is not mentally handicapped at all!At least I can easily get it wrong!

Leaf: Exactly! !I can't burn the incense for 5 minutes! [Takako with thick arms used in temples]