"What mission are you talking about?" the system asked, seeming a little confused.
"I'm about to enter the test field for the God of Cookery. Shouldn't there be a mission to learn how to make la zhi roujiamo in one night and give me a reward?" Meg said matter-of-factly.
"The system doesn't have any mission for now. Please make your own choice," the system answered calmly.
"If there's no reward, then I won't be happy to learn." Meg didn't seem to care.
"After you open the experience bag, the test field for the God of Cookery will disappear in 24 hours. Please do as you please," the system also said indifferently.
"Wow, the system has improved." Meg raised his eyebrows. Was this the system's resistance?
Looking at the 24-hour countdown on the door of the test field for the God of Cookery, Meg didn't want to talk nonsense with the system. He directly opened the door with his consciousness. Then, just like last time, his consciousness was sucked away. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the enclosed kitchen.
Mag looked around, and saw a large circular oven in the corner of the stove. Its shell was made of silver stainless steel, and it was an electric oven. It was similar to a traditional charcoal oven, except that it was more convenient.
"I can bake at least 15 baiji buns in this oven. It's indeed much faster than making Yangzhou fried rice." Meg walked over and opened the lid to take a look. He nodded with satisfaction.
There was a spice box beside him. Meg opened it. Bay leaves, cinnamon, big spices … all the spices needed for braised meat were there.
There were several bags of flour in the cupboard, half a cabinet of streaky pork in the fridge, and a small pile of pork ribs.
"Well, it's time to show my real cooking skills." Meg washed his hands and took a big piece of streaky pork from the fridge. After washing it, he cut it into 15cm long and 10cm wide pieces. Then he put them in a big vat, added all kinds of spices, and put them aside to marinate.
This marinating process required more than a day, but since it was in the God of Cookery's space, this time was automatically erased. After five minutes, the marinating process was completed. After putting the marinated meat into the pot, all kinds of spices and condiments were added. After boiling, the foam was removed, and the meat was stewed for two hours. With this, the cured meat was ready.
During the braising process, Meg began his first experience with flour.
After practicing Yangzhou fried rice for tens of thousands of times, Meg's knife skills were enough to handle eighty percent of the situations in the kitchen. However, kneading dough was different. It was not only technical work, but also physical work.
Although the system would give him a fixed amount of stamina every hour, kneading dough was too strenuous. After more than ten minutes, he would need to rest for a while before he could continue. His current physical condition was too terrible. It took him more than an hour to knead a ball of dough.
After kneading the dough, he put it aside for half an hour. Then he took out small pieces of dough and pulled them into thin strips one by one. He smeared agarwood oil on them and sprinkled some salt and pepper on them. After that, he rolled them into a pancake and rolled them into a round shape with a rolling pin.
After heating the oven, he put the pancake on a baking board and stood it on the wall of the oven until it was cooked. He roasted 16 baiji buns in one go.
Meg took a cooked baiji bun out of the oven and looked at it. Because it was his first time making it, the shape was a little crooked and cracked. It was not very successful.
The braised meat was almost ready. When he opened the lid, the aroma of the braised meat rushed out. The light brown braised meat looked good, but a few pieces had fallen apart. It still needed to be improved.
Thinking of the roujiamo he had eaten in Xi 'an in his previous life, and the comments and requests he had written on his Weibo had now become requests for himself, his expression became a little strange.
Sure enough, this is karma. It's all on me.
I don't know how long it will take to make that kind of roujiamo.
After that, Meg began to make the la zhi roujiamo again and again, monotonously. However, after his last experience, he was now as calm as still water. He didn't feel uneasy at all because he had to stay in the closed kitchen for a long time.
He didn't know how many times he had made it. When the countdown on the wall pointed to the 335th day, Meg skillfully took a baiji bun out of the oven. He gently cut the edge of the bun with a thin knife in his hand. Then he picked up a piece of la zhi meat from the pot and put it on the chopping board. He chopped it up with a kitchen knife and stuffed it into the opening of the baiji bun. Then he poured a small spoonful of la zhi sauce over it. A steaming la zhi roujiamo was ready.
"System, it should be ready this time, right?" Meg asked expectantly.
"According to the Host's comments and requests in his previous life:
1. Fragrant meat, thin without leaving any residue, fat without being greasy — achieved.
2. White steamed bun, crispy inside, hollow in the center, with an iron rim around the outside, and a chrysanthemum center — achieved.
3. Fragrant meat, crisp steamed bun, soft scoop, and full of oil when bitten — achieved.
Congratulations to the host for achieving the three requirements of la zhi roujiamo. You have successfully mastered the recipe of la zhi roujiamo. You have unlocked the right to purchase the ingredients and the right to use the kitchen utensils, "the system's voice sounded.
"Perfect." Mag opened his mouth and took a bite of the roujiamo in his hand. The crunchy bai ji bread had become a little soft after soaking in the gravy. After he bit into the fat but not greasy braised meat, the delicious gravy flowed out. His mouth was full of oil, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. This feeling was so satisfying.
As soon as he swallowed the roujiamo in his mouth, Meg suddenly opened his eyes. He moved his mouth, but it was tasteless.
Thinking of the delicious gravy that constantly attacked his taste buds, he suddenly didn't feel sleepy anymore. Gently turning on the bedside lamp, Meg looked at the time. It was 12: 00 in the evening.
This time, he had only spent 30 days in the test field for the God of Cookery. He had spent most of his time practicing making baiji bun, so only two hours had passed in the real world.
After getting out of bed and putting on his shoes, Meg changed into his chef's uniform. Quietly turning off the light, he went downstairs into the kitchen. As expected, there was a new oven in the corner of the stove. Spices and condiments were all prepared. The refrigerator, which was originally stuffed with all kinds of ingredients for Yangzhou fried rice, now had a separate area for streaky pork. The layout was the same as in the test field for the God of Cookery.
Meg took an apron from the side and put it on. Then he took out two large pieces of streaky pork from the refrigerator. After washing them, he cut them into pieces and put them in a large vat. Then he added all kinds of spices and condiments to marinate them.
After all, in the real world, the System wouldn't directly skip the marinating step for him. Although it took him one night, it should be ready by tomorrow morning. He could make an authentic la zhi roujiamo for Amy for breakfast.
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