To make a pot of delicious soup, the most important thing was the control of the fire. Not only did it have to bring out the aroma of the bones, but the soup could not be too thick.
This was not only related to time, but experience was also very important.
Raina stood at the side and watched Meg process the bones. She remembered how to add the required spices at the right time.
To her surprise, other than a small amount of cooking wine and ginger, Mag didn't add too many condiments and spices. He didn't chop off the bone, either. Instead, he used a big, whole bone.
"The purer the bone broth, the better. This will determine the most basic taste of your hot pot. Using complete bones is to prevent unnecessary risks of broken bones during the boiling process. Now, cover the lid and simmer on low heat for four hours. The thick broth will be ready." Meg covered the lid of the big pot, took a small pot from the side and put it on the stove. He then took a few small bones from the fridge and looked at Raina. "Do you want to try?"
"Now?" Raina was slightly stunned. She only watched Meg do it once, and Meg asked her to do it directly?
"I think you can do it well." Meg nodded and gave up the position of the stove.
Looking at Meg's trusting eyes, Raina hesitated for a moment, but still chose to take a few steps forward. She closed her eyes and recalled what Meg had done before, as well as her own understanding. Soon, she opened her eyes and picked up a bone.
Although this bone was only a joint, it was much thicker than the usual pig bones. The porcelain white surface of the bone had some bright red minced meat stuck to it.
Although it was raw meat, it did not have the slightest unpleasant smell of meat. Instead, it emitted a faint fragrance.
"What a strange bone. What pig's bone is this?" Raina curiously thought in her heart. She rarely bought meat. Occasionally, when she got off work in the evening, she would go to the market to buy a bone to make soup for her mother. They were all bare bones without any minced meat. After the boss became familiar with her, he would give her half of it and half sell it to her.
She washed the bones, marinated them simply, poured cold water into the pot, and boiled it on high heat …
A series of steps were done in an orderly manner. He treated this big kitchen as his own small kitchen and tried his best to do it well.
Meg, who was standing at the side, nodded slightly. Just as he had expected, Raina was not a novice when it came to cooking, and her learning ability was extremely fast.
What was even rarer was that she didn't learn mechanically. She had her own habits and ideas when it came to certain operations.
These details were the result of long-term cooking habits. For a chef, it was also a unique trait that was different from other chefs.
"The removal of the minced meat should be done more cleanly. The customers shouldn't have meat in their hotpot that they didn't order. Such a gift seems good, but it might cause some customers trouble."
Meg looked at Raina and said, "Also, the removal of the bone broth's foam should be more thorough. The controllable loss of the broth is to obtain a more exquisite and rich broth. Some of the foam may cause the broth's texture to not reach the level I want."
"But wouldn't this be too wasteful?" Raina said hesitantly.
Meg glanced at the minced meat that he had shaved off from the big bone earlier, shook his head, and said, "As a chef, it's not a good thing if all the ingredients are used perfectly in a dish. Different parts of the ingredients are used in different dishes. Clever combinations and choices can collide to create a wonderful taste. As for stewing, that's the lowest level of cooking. "
"Combinations and choices …" Raina was deep in thought. She felt as if a door had suddenly opened in her mind. Her imagination that was restricted by poverty broke free from its cage and flew to a higher place.
"Making the right ingredients appear in the right places is what an excellent chef should do." Meg looked at Raina with a smile. "It's okay. You'll slowly understand."
"En, I understand." Raina nodded. She looked at her small pot and said, "Then this pot of broth …"
"Pour it out and start again." Meg had already taken out a few more bones and placed them on the chopping board.
"Pour it out?" Raina was slightly shocked. These were all good bones. She had never seen such bones in the market. Was it going to be wasted because of her mistake? “
"Yes." Meg nodded. He had no intention of negotiating.
Raina's movements were a little stiff as she turned off the fire. She carried the pot of broth to the dishwashing counter. Although it had only been cooked for a while, the fragrance of the meat was already overflowing. The white broth only needed to be cooked for a few more hours to become a delicious broth.
And because of her mistake, such a precious pot of bone broth was going to be poured out. Raina's eyes were full of regret.
Walking to the dishwashing counter, Raina held the pot of broth. However, she did not pour the broth into the sink for a long time.
Meg looked at Raina quietly. Raina did indeed have a good cooking foundation. Although it was unorthodox, with a little training, she should be able to quickly become a standard.
Compared to the operation, Raina's biggest problem was her thinking. Or rather, it was the cooking thinking of most housewives in this world. The appropriate choice was the cornerstone of making delicious food. If she could not change this thinking, she would never be able to become a qualified chef.
He would use the same standards for Raina as the system's requirements for him. This was the basic respect for the customer.
He wanted to see Raina make her own decisions.
Raina, who stood hesitantly by the sink for a while, turned around and looked at Meg. She looked at Meg with a sincere gaze and said, "Boss, I know my problem. But it's a pity to pour out this pot of broth like this. Can I bring her home? "
"This is a failed product. I never let a failed product be taken out of my kitchen." Meg shook his head. There was a trace of disappointment in his heart.
"But, the one who made a mistake is me. This pot of broth itself is not wrong. Instead of pouring it into the sink, why not let it achieve its proper value?" Raina looked at Meg with some confusion. Her eyes were slightly red.
"Rena, failure isn't something to be afraid of. You just need to know where you fell, and then stand up to continue moving forward. However, you have to pay a price when you fail, right?" Mag frowned slightly. This maiden seemed to be more stubborn than he had imagined.
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