In the steam, Li Xiao's bright eyes looked at the dough of the soup dumplings that had become transparent in the steamer. He picked up the chopsticks and lightly tapped a little on one of the soup dumplings. The soup dumplings began to shake as he poked them with the chopsticks.
stand up.
Li Xiao nodded. It seemed that he was already well. He was proficient in making soup dumplings, and he was not just talking about it.
After acquiring this skill, he has become proficient in making various types of soup dumplings.
In fact, if it wasn't his first time making it with his own hands and he was a little worried that his brain could catch up but his hands hadn't, he could even just pick up the soup dumplings and let everyone try them.
Eighty soup dumplings were divided into ten cages, eight in each cage, no more, no less, just right.
Seeing that the soup dumplings were finally out of the oven, Yang Deshun immediately called to everyone who was still busy with things, "Okay, okay, everyone, come and try this little master's craftsmanship, study hard and see if you have any shortcomings."
place."
Li Xiao quickly said modestly, "We discuss with each other and make progress with each other. To say that we are learning is too foreign."
Yes, when Li Xiao saw Jiang Yingxue for the first time, he already regarded everyone as a family. If a family is too polite, it seems alienated.
Li Xiao also took a pair of chopsticks and picked up one of the soup dumplings and stuffed it into his mouth. Although he knew how to make the soup dumplings, he also knew how to make them more delicious.
But he hasn't really tasted his own work, not even at twelve o'clock last time.
This seems to be the first time he has eaten food made by himself after acquiring the system?
The aunt and uncle in the kitchen quickly picked up their chopsticks and picked up a soup dumpling each.
Mr. Yang Deshun also picked up his chopsticks and picked up a soup dumpling in front of him.
This soup dumpling is crystal clear. Even after being steamed for a long time, the 18 folds on the soup dumpling are still distinct, and the entire soup dumpling appears milky white.
Although the skin of the soup dumpling is transparent, the soup inside is milky white, so what appears in front of everyone is a milky white soup dumpling that is constantly shaking.
No one present was a novice, and the chef had been making soup dumplings for four or five years.
Whether a soup dumpling is good or not can be determined with just a touch of chopsticks.
There is not much adhesion between the soup dumpling skin and the gauze, and the skin will not be broken when you lift it. It has surpassed 60% of soup dumplings.
Aim your mouth at the tip of the soup dumpling and suck gently.
The hot soup flows through the thin openings on the soup bag, past the teeth, and into the tongue and mouth.
In an instant, there was nothing in the kitchen except the sound of water boiling in the steamer.
There were pieces of sucking sounds, followed by loud or small gasping sounds.
Sweet, fresh and fragrant.
The sweetness of the pork juice, the freshness of the milky white fish soup, and the aroma of chicken feet and keel bones.
The top-notch tastes of the three meats are blended together, each one no more and no less.
The soup dumplings made by Li Xiao will not be usurped by any of these three materials, because all three of them are the protagonists.
This is not a simple one-person theater, but an emotional multi-person portrait.
Ginger juice, minced ginger, bay leaves, star anise, peppercorns, and the last addition of Shaoxing rice wine give this soup only the aroma of spices and the aroma of rice wine.
But there is no trace of meaty smell. At the same time, long-term cooking also allows the alcohol to evaporate, leaving only the faint aroma of rice wine.
Everyone stopped after just taking a sip of soup from the soup dumplings.
Then they looked at each other in confusion. The reason they stopped was not because they thought the soup dumplings were bad. On the contrary, they thought the soup dumplings were too good.
Just after taking a sip of the soup, I knew that these people were indeed far inferior to others.
They make them every day, and of course, they know a lot about soup dumplings.
As for the soup dumplings I have, let alone their most powerful product, even if I practice for a few more years, or even more than ten years, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach this level.
Yang Deshun looked at the people around him and shook his head. These people sit in a well and look at the sky. They always feel how good they are doing all day long. Look, they were slapped in the face all of a sudden.
He said angrily, "Why are you so stunned? Eat everything. If you don't eat, it will get cold later."
After saying that, he didn't care about anyone else, picked up the soup dumpling and took a bite.
The dough seems pliable, but it breaks into pieces when you bite into it, and the excess soup enters your mouth along with the meat filling and dough.
Yang Deshun pondered for a long time, sighed softly, and murmured, "Awesome, really awesome." As he spoke, his chopsticks were flying, and the remaining half of the soup dumpling on the plate was poured into his mouth.
After eating, close your eyes and let your tongue and cavity carefully taste the taste in your mouth.
Yang Deshun shook his head, "There is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Unexpectedly, I always thought that my master Liu Aiguo's skills had reached the pinnacle and no one could compare with him. Even those famous stores are not half as good as his old man.
However, I didn't expect that such an inconspicuous boy, only in his early twenties, could make soup dumplings better than the master.
this....."
Jiang Yingxue next to her also finished the soup dumpling in her hand, and all the original contempt on her face disappeared.
Although she is a granddaughter, she usually eats soup dumplings from her grandfather's house.
However, even if the soup dumplings made by her grandfather more than ten years ago were very different from the ones she ate just now, the gap was caused by the fact that she had given her grandfather a lot of emotional points.
Jiang Yingxue raised her head, her eyes flashing with confusion, curiosity, surprise, and admiration.
Until the soup dumplings came out, she thought Li Xiao was a little gangster who liked to brag, knew nothing about his own strength, liked to be in the limelight, and showed off his talents.
But after she ate the soup dumplings made by Li Xiao, she came back to her senses. The seemingly arrogant bragging he said turned out to be just stating the facts.
There is no exaggeration at all, it can even be said that there is some element of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
With Li Xiao's level, not to mention one Qian Zhiqiang, even ten of them would probably not be able to match him.
Others finished eating quickly.
The discussion grew louder and louder, until the whole kitchen was boiling.
Most of the people here are old people who have followed Yang Deshun for many years, and they all know what just happened.
Originally, we thought that the owner's brand might not be able to be saved, and everyone was worried. However, after eating Li Xiao's soup dumplings, the worry and nervousness on everyone's faces had completely disappeared.
