"You only put the wine in once and it has already evaporated during the stir-frying process. How can there still be wine aroma in this meat?" Wang De frowned. From the beginning to the end, he had a clear view of Yu Jian's every move.
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No, there must be something omitted...
Wang De's face was frighteningly gloomy, and his whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. His eyes looking at Yu Jian were as sharp as a vulture.
"Little girl, how did you do it?" Wang De asked reluctantly.
Yu Jian laughed quietly, with a hint of weird teasing in his eyes: "Chef Wang, how does my fried pork cubes with sauce compare to yours?"
Just asking you if you are convinced?!
"Hmph! I think you were just lucky..." Of course he was not convinced, thinking that his name as Wang De was still loud in the capital, so how could he bow his head to a yellow-haired girl.
Yu Jian had long expected that he would behave like this, so she didn't force it. She just pushed the plate forward and called to others in the kitchen: "Everyone, come and have a taste."
The young disciples had been seduced by the scent so much that their mouths were watering. Regardless of Wang De's unattractive expression, they swarmed forward, picked it up and put it in their mouths.
The surface of the meat is a little crispy, and when you bite into it, the juice in the meat seam is as rich as soup, full of umami flavor.
The young apprentices couldn't tell the difference, they just felt that the one in their mouths was better than what Chef Wang had done, and the look they glanced at Wang De had a different flavor.
"Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat! Why don't you get out and go to work!" Wang De finally burst into anger and slapped the table. The loud noise scared several people and ran away.
This is the effect she wants!
Yu Jian walked up to her father with satisfaction, and Yu Yuan threw herself into her arms with full admiration, holding her face and kissing her constantly.
"Yu Yuan! You drooled on my sister's face!" Yu's father pretended to be angry and spanked him lightly, but he couldn't stop the smile on his face.
I believe it won't be long before the news of Wang De's defeat by his daughter will spread throughout Jinfu Tower.
As a daughter of his, not only was she first-rate in craftsmanship, but she was also able to kill people and kill people with ease.
Wang De's self-esteem was dampened, and Father Yu was in a great mood. The long traffic jam all the way did not affect his good mood, and he even sang a little tune.
Yu Jian turned around and saw Yu Yuan staring at her with big eyes and a smile. She pinched the little guy's nose and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"
Yu Yuan felt that his sister was even more powerful than Xi Yangyang. She defeated the bad uncle without any effort: "Sister, can I also learn to cook from you?"
"Learning to cook is very tiring! Your little wrist can't hold a kitchen knife."
Yu Yuan continued reluctantly: "I'm not afraid. I'm small now, so of course I can't carry it. You can wait until I'm older..."
This clear thinking made Yu Jian look at him with admiration. How could he be a child of just over six years old?
"Anyway, I will definitely be more powerful than Yu Jianguo in the future!" Yu Yuan didn't know what he was dreaming about, so he started talking wildly.
Father Yu was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry. He laughed and cursed: "You brat, is it you who called me by your name?"
Suddenly something occurred to him. While waiting for the red light, Father Yu turned to his daughter: "Ajian, how on earth did you make the sauce taste like alcohol?"
Yu Jian thought for a moment and replied slowly: "Dad, have you ever heard of the word 'case care'?"
What is that? Dad Yu's eyes darkened and he shook his head. What kind of profound vocabulary is that?
The technique of "case care" was figured out by Li Yuanxi's master from ancient books. After dissolving the wine in the palm of the hand, using a special technique, let it soak into the texture of the meat. Then scrape it with a knife to loosen the meat.
, completely wrapping the wine in it.
There were many literati in the Tang Dynasty, and they also liked drinking. Fish and meat cooked in this way often exuded a strong smell of alcohol, which could be regarded as catering to the market demand at that time.
Dad Yu was amazed when he heard this. He couldn't help but sigh at the infinite wisdom of the ancients, and asked Yu Jian where he learned about it.
Yu Jian only said that she read the novel accidentally, thought about it for a while, and it actually worked.
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Mother Yu had been looking forward to her daughter's arrival for a long time and made countless phone calls along the way. When she actually saw Yu Jian standing slim and graceful at the door, she felt timid again.
It was Yu Jian who stepped forward first and gave her a big hug. Yu's mother's already restless heart became more disturbed, and she started crying while holding her daughter, with a little guilt in her gentle eyes.
"Okay! Why are you crying now that your daughter is here? You're not afraid of other people's jokes!" Dad Yu couldn't stand it any longer. He got an advantage and behaved so well that his daughter didn't even give him a hug!
"I just feel sorry for my daughter, who dares to laugh at me?!" Yu's mother was not polite to him at all and immediately retorted.
Yu Yuan also chimed in: "That's right, that's right, who dares to laugh at my mother!"
This dog-legged look actually made Yu’s mother laugh out loud, and the atmosphere in the family became heated.
"Sister, sister - can you make me the milk cake you had last time?" Yu Yuan sneaked up to Yu Jian and made a small request.
Since returning to the capital, every time he thinks of his sister, he thinks of the taste of golden milk pastry, and then his longing for his sister becomes even stronger.
The single-cage golden milk puff pastry was a bit greasy to eat in summer, so Yu Jian thought about it and decided to make him a fresh one to satisfy his craving.
"Jian, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Yu's mother just came out of the bathroom and saw Yu Jian wearing an apron. She looked at Yu Yuan who was following behind. She didn't understand what was going on, so she immediately grabbed a feather duster.
, without saying a word, she slapped him on the butt, "It's you brat again! Your sister just came here, and you asked her to make you food! See if I don't beat you--"
The room was instantly buzzing with excitement, it was so lively.
Yu Jian recalled that when she was in Chang'an City, it was also such a summer. It was so hot that even Zhizhi didn't bother to make a sound. Several orders came from the palace, saying that the nobles could not eat.
She racked her brains and finally made a dish of white jade cold cheese, and then she reluctantly got a job. Later, during the hottest period of summer, cold porridge began to be eaten in Chang'an city.
Yu Jian brought the almonds from Raoxiang. They were ground early and beaten into smooth almond milk, which was then filtered through fine gauze. It was so smooth now that there were no particles at all.
Put the almond milk into a pot and heat it until the surface wrinkles slightly and a thin layer floats on the surface, then add the pre-cooked highland barley.
Yu Jian stirred the spoon in his hand calmly, so that the stuck highland barley grains were completely integrated with the almond milk. This process required a lot of patience, but in Yu Jian's view, cooking was inherently healing.
process.
The almond milk in the pot became viscous little by little, and slowly, the texture became like butter. She thought of the thousands of experiments she had done, of being soaked in sweat in the dining room of Guanglu Temple, and of the master's heartache.
eyes.
Yu Jian breathed a sigh of relief, came back from her thoughts, turned off the fire, and put the entire pot into cold water to cool down.
"Sister, are you okay?" Yu Yuan's little head stuck out from the half-open kitchen door and looked at him eagerly.
Yu Jian smiled sweetly, leaned forward and touched his little head: "It's almost done..."