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Chapter 706

: Epiphany (please ask for monthly votes)

After cooking the meat, Song San first put the meat aside, and he asked the aged one to come and operate it in the second pot.

Chen Nian strictly followed the steps mentioned before by Song San's father, which made Song San extremely pleased.

"I always thought that our ancestral craftsmanship would be broken in my generation, but I didn't expect that God blessed me and gave me a son."

These days, Song San has been sighing that he has thanked God for his kindness. After all, this is like a dream for him. When he picked up Chen Nian, he did not expect Chen Nian to stay at his house.

After the meat was cooked, Song San began to prepare the braised rice.

"Son, you and your mother go and make a pot of the soup we had cooked before. Remember to sieve it with a cloth, sieve it a few more times, then pour it into the pot, and use it when stewing the meat."

After hearing this, Chen Nian immediately went to filter the original soup with my mother.

Song San then searched through the boxes and found a small scale.

After Chen Nian took out the original soup and poured it into the pot, he called Chen Nian over: "Son, you must remember what I said to you next. This recipe is also passed down from our family.

Dad, the reason why I was able to marry your mother and why I worked at Mr. Wang for so long is because of this.”

Although the unit of measurement at this time is slightly different from that in later generations, it is enough to simply convert it.

"Are you afraid that others will learn our recipe?"

Chen Nian's expression became solemn after hearing this.

But I know these things I can use to cook, but if I want to treat people, I am afraid that there is no one who has saved me. After taking my medicine, I died on the bed on the spot."

Song San spoke very carefully, for fear that Chen Nian would not understand where he was or that he did not know why he did this.

"The seasoning I mentioned earlier is one aspect, and the heat afterwards is also very important. At the beginning, you have to boil the water in the pot first, and then slowly boil it over low heat. At the beginning, you taste it.

The soup will definitely feel light, but when the water inside turns into air and the water will be less, the taste will become heavier."

But this movie was also made by Mr. Song San himself, and all that I could make in old age was chopping firewood and handing over firewood.

But I am a person who actually likes to study. When I have time, I taste all these seasonings one by one. In the past, I would have seen these ingredients cooked little by little.

What kind of taste does meat taste good or bad?

Chen Nian smiled: "Dad is not as serious as you said, but I have to learn these things well."

Song San put the seasonings on a small scale to weigh them, and then put them into the cloth bag accurately after weighing the portion of each seasoning.

So if you want to do this more thoroughly, just by finding a master to ask for the recipe from the Internet or someone else, because the real core of making braised pork is actually the seasonings used in it.

"Dad, how do you know so much? Many of the seasonings here should be medicinal materials. You know so much, I feel like you can be a doctor." Chen Nian took a very obvious rainbow flattery.

Chen Nian listened very seriously.

So Song San has also studied this area for a long time.

"Yes, don't be afraid of trouble when it comes to such things, otherwise if you let others disassemble the recipe, it will be troublesome."

While watching my father put the seasonings into the gauze, Chen Nian was also thinking about what role these seasonings could play and what kind of smell they could exude.

"So that's what the recipe really wants me to learn!"

The bigger ones can be distinguished from the south and the north. The thinner ones alone have at least dozens of ways to do it, and the south is not inferior to that of the south.

Although I learned some of the things Mr. Qiao knew when I was in San Francisco, the ones Mr. Qiao knew were all used to make soup, which was different from the ingredients used to stew this time.

"If we can sell these meats, I will take you with you when buying seasonings in the future. But you have to remember that these seasonings are best bought separately, buy one and the other, and you must buy them when buying them.

If you match some other things, don’t buy the same one every time you go, for example, if you go to buy one pound this time, you will buy three pounds next time.”

Especially Song San knew what kind of flavor each seasoning added could emit.

The proportions and usage of seasonings in the recipe that a person has in his hand are different, but as long as he fully grasps the taste and habits of these seasonings, he can also make his own exclusive secret recipes when the time comes.

"Dad, I understand! I'm doing this!"

"I'm going to be a doctor. I don't even know a lot of big words. These recipes were taught by my father. Anyway, for us cooks, as long as we can distinguish the names of the medicinal materials and spices?

How to use it? How much to use it? It is actually enough.

Then Song San asked Chen Nian and Xu Erni to boil water and add it to the pot until the meat inside was completely submerged before stopping.

Although he knew all these principles very well and knew more in detail than Mr. Song San, he was a chef for his whole life. In ancient times, if he wanted to make a name for himself, he had to know more than others.

After Song San tied up the cloth bag tightly and put it in the pot, Chen Nian also recorded the proportion of the seasoning.

Chen Nian also remembered the proportions of these dozen seasonings in his mind.

These are exactly what age lacks.

"That's okay. I can teach you whatever you want. Anyway, you are smart and can learn it. Unlike some people who tell him for a long time, they nodded immediately after listening, and they understood it, but they understood it, but it turned out to be a turn.

I asked him again, but I didn't remember a word." Song San said with a sigh, obviously he had a deep understanding.

But Song San is very helpful to these words.

Then start burning the fire.

Chen Nian had an epiphany!

If it is braised pork alone, there is no need to come here to learn it specifically, because he can do it himself. Although the method is a bit different, braised pork itself has many schools.

"Are you doing it again?" Song San couldn't help but look at him sideways.

"Of course, Dad, I used to be a beggar, and I had starved to death if I was not a little scrupulous." Chen Nian said.

After hearing this, Song San couldn't help but laugh and scold: "You are still smart? A fifteen-year-old boy who can beg for food from Bashu all the way to the place without dying is considered your luck. If you are really smart, how can you

As for being a beggar, then you have already eaten and eaten spicy food?"

Chen Nian naturally wouldn't say that although it was an accident that I fell at the door of our house, everything I did later was manifested by my own deliberate deliberation to stay. Of course, eight parts are true and two parts are false. This way, it is a relative

I can't even see that when my mother comes.
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