Chapter 395: The First Roujiamo in the Summer of the Nine Years of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty (
Chapter 395 The first meat bun in the summer of the ninth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi arranged for people to make skin jelly here, and arranged people to make cured meat there. He also had people make Dongpo pork, and of course he also had to make garlic white meat.
Not to mention the pot-roasted pork required for Guilin rice noodles, and of course the Cantonese-style barbecued pork.
At this moment, Cheng Chubi really wanted to chop himself into six or seven pieces and use them. Chef Mei beside him looked like a good young man who was studying hard.
He followed Cheng Sanlang closely and carefully recorded Cheng Chubi's instructions.
And over there, the fat meat in the pot has begun to smell of oil, a rich and fragrant smell.
Everyone was refreshed and their movements became more agile.
And the four or five six members of the Cheng family who had no idea where they were, quietly appeared outside the courtyard door where the kitchen was located.
Three pairs of bright eyes looked at the servants of the Cheng family running back and forth inside, as well as the permeating heat and various fragrances hitting their faces.
"Fourth, fifth, and sixth, come here." Seeing the sneaky appearance of these three younger brothers, the eldest brother Cheng Chu couldn't help but feel happy, and waved to the three little guys.
"Brother, what delicious food is the third brother making?" The three little guys rushed in and took deep breaths frequently.
Cheng Laoliu originally wanted to sneak over, but his second brother Cheng Chuliang grabbed him back.
"I didn't see that your third brother was already so busy that his feet almost didn't touch the ground. Go over there and be careful to get beaten."
"It smells so good, second brother, what's so delicious?" Lao Liu swallowed the Xingzi, his face was so intoxicated that the Xingzi almost dripped onto his clothes.
"There's a lot of delicious food, don't worry, you three won't be hungry." The eldest brother felt that his saliva was secreting vigorously.
After a long wait, under the constant urging of the brothers, Cheng Chubi finally brought over a large plate of oil residue that had been sprinkled with salt foam.
The salty and crispy oil residue made the brothers beam with joy. Looking at these brothers, Cheng Chubi smiled very happily.
After the lard was boiled, Cheng Chubi asked Cheng Ji and Cheng Li to take it to his yard and let it rest.
After all, it's already this point, and I have to eat before I can have the energy to do anything.
The first thing to come out of the pot is the cured meat. Generally speaking, it is best to soak it overnight to make the meat more flavorful.
But now that I'm hungry, there's no need to be so particular. I pick up the baked pancake and cut it in the middle.
Then chop up the simmered and delicious cured meat and coriander, put it in, and pour some cured sauce over it.
Cheng Chubi just raised his hand, and the first meat bun made in the summer of the ninth year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty that Chef Mei handed over had already been snatched away by his eldest brother Cheng Chumo.
He opened his big mouth and took a bite, and one-third of the meat bun disappeared.
Cheng Chubi looked at this shameless brother with a dark look on his face, and even saw that his three younger brothers, four, five, and six, were about to pounce on his elder brother to bite the meat bun.
Such a warm and energetic scene, well, very old to the Cheng family.
Soon, almost every servant and handyman who was busy today had one, and they all squatted there and munched, praising them repeatedly while eating.
It's fragrant, it's so fragrant, the meat is fragrant and glutinous but not woody, and paired with the baked cake, it's simply amazing...
Especially the fatty meat and pig skin. The fat meat almost melts in the mouth, and the pig skin is so fragrant and delicious that everyone holds it in their hands when eating.
Afraid of losing a trace of meat scraps or soup, the three naughty children, Lao Si, Lao Wu and Lao Liu, showed their great strength.
Cheng Lao San was stunned when he ate so voraciously that he was not even much slower than his three brothers. He quickly asked the handyman in the kitchen to boil the hawthorn water first.
Otherwise, these three little guys who don’t know how full they are may get stomachaches again.
Cheng Chubi ate four full steamed pork buns with cured sauce before he breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the taste of pork was still so evocative.
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The eldest brother touched his already slightly bulging belly, spread his legs, and smacked his mouth with satisfaction.
"It smells really good. Third brother, I've never tasted this pork before. I've tasted it before when I was in the army."
"But it's fishy and smelly. How come it tastes so good when it's in your hands?"
"It's just that it tastes so good, but it's too full and I can't eat it anymore."
The second brother was not much better. He was in a state where the blood supply from the whole body was concentrated in the stomach, resulting in a sluggish expression.
Seeing one or two people eating so much, Cheng Chubi, as the chef, felt quite accomplished.
"This is just a cooking technique. You haven't tried other pork dishes yet, so I say you will like it."
Patting his belly, Cheng Chubi stood up. He had nothing to do, so he went to finish the business first.
He called Cheng Ji and Cheng Li, who were also a little stuffed, and headed towards his small courtyard.
Next, it’s time to make soap, a powerful detergent, and extract the by-product glycerin.
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Soon, the small courtyard where Cheng Chubi specialized in conducting various experiments began to smoke.
Cheng Chubi entered the house and brought out a large porcelain jar, which contained caustic soda that Cheng Chubi had previously purified.
Soon, the oil was boiled in water to remove all kinds of impurities on the surface, and then filtered and separated with gauze while it was hot.
Then pour the pure fat into a clean pot, and then add nearly one-third of the caustic soda solution in proportion...
Cheng Ji and Cheng Li watched helplessly as the pot of grease, which originally had an alluring aroma, gradually lost its aroma.
Gradually it turned into a thick paste...
Looking at the chemically reacted lard fat, Cheng Ji and Cheng Li's faces became darker and darker.
"Third Young Master, can this thing be turned into medicine? I think it's mixed with so much caustic soda that if someone drinks it, it would be strange if it doesn't kill anyone."
"Well, of course this thing is not medicine yet. Why are you anxious? Just wait a little longer." Cheng Chubi glared at Cheng Ji unhappily and said.
"Look at it for me. I'll go get the mold."
"Third Young Master, what mold are you going to get?"
"Soap mold." Cheng Chubi returned to the house without looking back and rummaged through the soap mold he had gotten some time ago.
The door of the small courtyard was closed, and Cheng Chubi had been busy with Cheng Ji and Cheng Li. Cheng Chubi would go out from time to time and bring some things that he had not had time to prepare before, such as goat milk.
It was not until dusk that Cheng Chubi stretched himself out from physical and mental exhaustion.
He looked at the bottle of glycerin placed next to him with a sense of accomplishment. After all, this thing is a by-product. One pound of fat can produce less than one tael of glycerol.
Fortunately, Cheng Chubi's pig was fat enough, and from the nearly 30 kilograms of fat boiled, he obtained two and a half kilograms of glycerin.