"Another failure!" Chen Ze was about to vomit. He felt that the steamed buns he made could stuff Betty to death, but none of them were successful.
It had to be said that it was really difficult to recover the lost cuisines. Craftsmen buried their unique skills underground one after another. The later generations could only imagine the taste of those highly praised delicacies.
Chen Ze looked around irritably. The knives and tableware in the kitchen were all neatly arranged, which made Chen Ze's mood calm down a lot.
"Forget it. Let's make a home-cooked dish. It's almost time for lunch." Chen Ze stretched himself and decided to change his mood.
In the field of cooking in Hua Xia, there was such a dish that was the gospel of many novices. It could even be said to be simpler than Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes. Besides, the taste was not bad.
That was Scrambled Eggs with Chives. This dish could be said to be very simple and easy to make. You only needed to cut the chives, stir the eggs well, and then put the eggs in to start to fry. After the chives were set, you could make a dish that was edible.
The degree of simplicity could be said to be in the top ten among many dishes. After all, if the tomatoes weren't handled well, the taste wouldn't be good.
Scrambled Eggs with Chives didn't have such troubles. Therefore, in a short while, Chen Ze made a better Scrambled Eggs with Chives.
"A Scrambled Eggs with Chives. What's next? Lemon Chicken? Or … "Chen Ze pondered for a while and finally decided to make today's lunch into a home-cooked dish series.
"Let me see. I bought some cabbage and taro today … pickled vegetables … pork …" Chen Ze looked at the ingredients in the fridge and pondered for a while. Finally, he decided what to eat today.
Chen Ze washed the cabbage and then put it aside. He began to boil water. Then, he processed the taro and cut it into small pieces and put it aside for later use.
Cabbage soup could be said to be a very common home-cooked soup. It was convenient to make. After the cabbage was washed, it was thrown into the pot piece by piece.
However, the cabbage soup made in this way generally tasted normal. It was neither delicious nor disgusting. It was somewhere in between the two.
Taro, on the other hand, was more viscous. Some people liked to eat taro because it tasted sticky and slippery. Some people didn't like it and hated the sticky and slippery taste.
Chen Ze was the latter. He didn't like the taste of taro, so he generally didn't like taro.
However, taro and cabbage would produce a subtle "chemical" reaction. When two seemingly unrelated vegetables were placed in a pot and simmered over low heat, they would produce a wonderful taste.
The taro fully released its existence in the soup, adhering to the tender cabbage leaves, providing a more harmonious taste for the cabbage leaves. The sticky and slippery feeling was not so obvious, but instead, it increased the degree of deliciousness of the cabbage.
This was the magic of cooking. Chen Ze had always believed that this was the case. The subtle coordination and the taste produced by the collision between the ingredients were the secret to making the dishes more delicious.
For example, when peanuts and tofu were chewed together, it would taste like ham. In Chen Ze's heart, cabbage and taro were also a very good soup partner.
[You made a good dish of taro and cabbage soup. Home cooking experience increased by 7.5 points.]
It was the evaluation that met Chen Ze's expectations. Chen Ze was quite satisfied with it. Then, Chen Ze put the soup aside. Next, he had to make a meat dish.
He chopped the pork into pieces with the right amount of fat and lean meat. Then, he heated up the oil in the pot and stir-fried the meat. After that, he added pickles, a little white sugar, and a little salt. It was a dish of stir-fried pork with pickles that went well with rice.
"Betty, come in and eat." Looking at the stir-fried pork with pickles that was also rated as good, Chen Ze clapped his hands and called Betty in for lunch.
"Manager, let me tell you, that customer just now was very unique." Betty ate a mouthful of rice and then scooped a spoonful of stir-fried pork with pickles.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ze asked curiously. That customer just now didn't seem to be anything special.
"He kept looking at me with a kind of … disgusting eyes." Betty shuddered. She had felt uncomfortable just now. After all, that customer's eyes had been staring at her belly.
"I see … If he harasses you, you can tell me and then kick him out." Chen Ze didn't care. He slowly drank a mouthful of the soup. The soup tasted really good.
"Okay, manager." Betty also imitated Chen Ze and drank a mouthful of the soup. Then, her eyes suddenly lit up.
The soup tasted really good. It was a little sticky and slippery. Besides, the cabbage was also very delicious. Betty immediately fell in love with the taste.
"Phew … It's the luckiest thing in my life to be able to meet the manager." Betty exhaled comfortably and sighed with emotion.
"Don't be naughty. Remember to wash the dishes after lunch. I still have to continue studying Goubuli Steamed Buns." Chen Ze waved his hand. He now had the motivation to continue studying Goubuli Steamed Buns.
Chen Ze pondered for a while and felt that he should start from the origin of Goubuli Steamed Buns. After all, the mainstream of Tianjin at that time was still Huaiyang cuisine, which was exquisite and delicate.
Moreover, Tianjin Steamed Buns at that time had a lot of soup. If one just started eating steamed buns, the soup would splash on others with a bite. If it accidentally flowed into one's sleeve, it would burn all the way to one's back.
Therefore, Chen Ze vaguely felt that Goubuli Steamed Buns should also be a combination of the style of Huaiyang cuisine. At the same time, there was a lot of soup, and it was especially hot. Moreover, it didn't look like Soup Dumplings.
"Then how do I lock the soup?" Chen Ze was a little melancholy. If he wanted to achieve a situation where the soup could splash on others with a bite, then the soup inside would naturally have to be more.
However, if he didn't use the method of Soup Dumplings, it would be difficult to retain a large amount of soup. Therefore, Chen Ze was really at a loss for a while.
"Why don't I try using vegetables to wrap the meat? But this won't work … "Chen Ze felt that he would go bald sooner or later. At that time, he could join the Baldness Club.
"Eh? Or should I use this method … "Chen Ze patted his head and felt that this idea should be feasible. Then, he immediately took out the ingredients.
"If I make the seaweed rib soup or pork soup into jelly, then wrap it with ingredients that won't permeate water and put it into the steamed buns …" Chen Ze tried hard. Then, Chen Ze faced the second problem.
Jelly was indeed a feasible plan, but even so, the steamed buns didn't taste that amazing. Chen Ze vaguely felt that the problem should be with the ingredients that wrapped the jelly.
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