MTL - A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot-Chapter 358 【Braised Lion Head】

  Chapter 358 [Braised Lion Head]

  The kitchen in the restaurant did not make lunch, but it was just a test dish, and everyone had already enjoyed it.

  After noon, the pre-made ingredients began to come out of the pot one after another.

  The marinated elbow was tasted by everyone as soon as it came out of the pan.

  The spine stewed in sauce was half-eaten.

  [Grilled Whole Pig's Head] After it came out of the pot, Li Yi shaved off the bones and shared them with everyone.

  After three hours of stewing, the bones of the pig's head have been completely deboned, and can be pulled out with a light pull.

   If you bite with your teeth, you will find that the bones have been stewed crispy, and you can even crush the bones like gnawing sugar cane.

  So, everyone chewed all the bones like eating sugar cane, and sucked up the bone marrow and juice. The experience was amazing.

   But although the bones taste good, they are not very hungry.

   After swallowing the bones, everyone was even more hungry.

   At this moment, a strong aroma accompanied by a burst of moist water vapor permeated the air.

  Everyone's eyes were attracted, but it was Li Yi who opened the steamer.

   "Is the lion's head ready?"

  Wu Lei ran over when he smelled it.

   These lion heads were made by him and Zhao Jinmai, and they have been steamed in the steamer for two and a half hours.

  Wearing heat-insulating gloves, Li Yi took out a porcelain basin from the steamer.

   In the clear soup in the pot, there are big meatballs next to each other, each the size of a goose egg.

  Looking at the complete lion head in the basin, Wu Lei was surprised: "After steaming for two hours, it didn't come apart?"

   "What's the lion's head if it's scattered?"

  Li Yi said with a smile: "When I was mixing, I beat the starch in, just to make use of the gelatinization of the starch when it was heated, so that it could maintain its shape."

   "It smells so good!"

  Zhao Jinmai leaned closer and smelled it, only to find it fragrant.

  She turned her head and greeted Hu Ling: "Mom, come and see, this is the authentic stewed lion head made by Brother Yi."

  Hu Ling also made lion head at home, but it failed, and it fell apart when it came out of the pot.

  She came up to look at the complete lion head and the translucent soup in the pot, and couldn't help but ask, "Eh? Li Yi, I also added starch when I made it at home. Why did it come out of the pot or fall apart?"

   "That's because the starch is not beaten enough, and the meat filling is not beaten enough, and the pulp is too little, and there is no stickiness."

  Li Yi explained, and then suggested: "Next time you make it again, you can mix a bowl of water starch, spread a layer on the outside when forming the lion's head, and then put it in a hot water pot to cook for a few minutes to set.

  The starch gelatinizes when it is heated, and it will stick to the water. After wrapping a layer of starch on the outside, the lion's head will not easily fall apart. "

   "Oh! Can you still do this?"

  Hu Ling suddenly realized: "I learned it, I will try it next time."

   "Brother Yi, can I try one?"

  Wu Lei was already drooling from the sidelines.

   "One? This one will fill you up."

Li Yi reminded him with a smile: "This big meatball is enough to fill your stomach. Do you want to eat the steamed pork later? Do you want to eat sweet and sour pork? Do you want to eat spicy tripe? Liver and waist Do you want to eat it or not?"

   "Eat!"

  Wu Lei turned to look at Huang Xiaoming: "Brother Xiaoming, let's taste half of it each?"

"good."

  Huang Xiaoming readily agreed.

   Seeing this, Wu Lei happily took the small bowl, scooped up a lion's head with a spoon, and put it into the bowl.

  Using a spoon as a knife, he cut the lion's head in half. Wu Lei brought the bowl to Huang Xiaoming and gave him half of it.

  Following, he took the spoon, scooped up the lion's head, and couldn't wait to take a bite.

  The lion's head just out of the pan was very hot. As soon as he bit it, he let go like an electric shock.

   Taking a breath of cool air, he cut off a piece with a spoon, blew it a few times, and put it into his mouth after blowing it cool.

  After eating so many dishes of Li Yi, he has mastered his own method to taste Li Yi's dishes in depth.

   The three aspects of color, flavor and flavor of a dish are interdependent.

  The most perfect way to taste is to feel it with all the senses.

  Vision, smell, and taste are indispensable.

  So, when he was blowing the cool air, he never took his eyes off the lion's head, but greedily observed every inch of its "skin", like a pervert.

   While eating the lion's head, he also took a deep breath, allowing the aroma to enter the body along with the meatball.

   This is not his nonsense, this operation can indeed enhance the delicious feeling to the extreme.

   Savoring the lion head at the entrance, Wu Lei couldn't help laughing.

   "Why are you happy to eat?"

  Seeing this, Zhao Jinmai laughed and joked.

  Wu Lei pointed at the lion's head and smiled at her: "Have you watched the food videos on the Internet? The most common saying of many food bloggers is that it melts in your mouth.

   But you taste this lion head, it really melts in your mouth! Do not believe you try! "

"Yeah?"

  Zhao Jinmai already believed his words, but after taking a bite of the lion's head, his eyes widened in amazement.

   "Wow! It really melts in your mouth!"

  The lion head stewed for two and a half hours is already extremely soft and rotten.

  After taking it in, just gently squeeze it with your tongue, and a very fresh and thick juice gushes out from the lion's head.

   But it is not completely melted into gravy. In the lion's head, there are small diced meat and chopped water chestnuts, which still have a certain taste.

  This feeling is like eating a certain brand of fruit-flavored ice cream. After the ice cream melts, there are still fruit pieces left in the mouth, which can be chewed and tasted.

"too delicious!"

  Zhao Jinmai ate with a look of enjoyment.

   "Sister, sister."

  Chenchen was so greedy that he was drooling, but couldn't reach the table, so he had to ask Zhao Jinmai for help.

  Seeing this, Zhao Jinmai scooped up a spoonful, blew it cool, and fed it to him.

   Swallowed the lion's head into his mouth, Chen Chen didn't chew it, but sipped it like eating ice cream, squeezed the meat juice until he chewed the meat and water chestnuts, laughing happily.

"Is it tasty?"

   Li Yi asked him with a smile.

"tasty!"

   Chen Chen nodded repeatedly, jumping up and down excitedly: "This is the best meatball I've ever eaten!"

   "It's a lion's head."

  Zhao Jinmai reminded him with a smile.

   "Why a lion's head?"

   Chen Chen was puzzled: "It doesn't look like a lion's head either?"

"Well…"

  Zhao Jinmai was stunned, she really didn't know why this dish was called lion head.

   Chen Chen saw that she couldn't speak, so he looked at Li Yi.

  Seeing this, Li Yi deliberately teased him: "Although it doesn't look like a lion's head, it looks like a lion's brain!"

"ah?"

   Chenchen was dumbfounded.

"Just kidding."

  Li Yi explained with a smile: "This dish was originally called Sunflower Chopped Pork in Huaiyang. Of course it doesn't look like a real lion, but it looks more like a fake lion head for a lion dance, so the name spread."

   "Sunflower? Is it the meat cut by Little Sunflower's mother?"

  Chenchen scratched his ears, then shook his head and said, "The lion's head is still nice, and the lion is powerful."

  Everyone was amused by his words, and Wu Lei, who was beside him, had already eaten half of the lion's head.

  Wang Gang was the last one to step forward, and he and Li Yi ate one each.

  He tasted very carefully, first watching, then smelling, and then spooning.

   After tasting, he nodded silently.

   "How are you doing? Are you eating?"

   Zhou Yunpeng asked him from the side.

   This is on a show, and it needs to be on camera. Zhou Yunpeng is taking care of him.

  Hearing his words, the photographer immediately turned the camera around.

   Seeing the camera shooting, Wang Gang smiled shyly before explaining: "This dish...is very good, I probably can't make it."

1

  (end of this chapter)