Although Shen Lie is not a formal chef, he still knows a lot about cooking, cooking, and even some home-cooked dishes.
He can make any kind of braised pork, boiled fish, or noodles with soybean paste.
There was silence in the shop for a while, everyone looked at Shen Lie blankly.
After a long time, Shen Lie smiled and said: "Stop holding me back, let's go!"
After saying that, he stood up and straightened his clothes.
At this time, Shen Lie was at least 90% sure that the delicacy of stewed and cooked food could be promoted in this important place in the capital more than a hundred years ahead of schedule.
This is a famous dish in old Beijing, one of the best in the world!
Isn't this much more reliable than selling soap and making perfume?
Shen Lie waved his hand and said excitedly: "Let's go!"
After hurriedly carrying a few taels of silver, Shen Lie took the boy out of the store and went to the vegetable market to buy some seasonings, pork, pig meat...
Another busy day passed.
Very early in the morning.
In the backyard of the Bianyifang store, Aunt Li, Yun'er, and a strong and ingenious woman got busy under Shen Lie's command.
While cleaning the pig offal, several women were grinding soybeans, making old tofu, and preparing all kinds of side dishes.
Shen Lie picked up the writing brush again, classifying the various seasonings and chewing on the tip of the writing brush to ponder the recipe for the stew.
"A little pork belly, pig lungs, pig intestines, flour, old tofu, onions, ginger, garlic, white beans, cloves..."
As Shen Lie wrote, he closed his eyes and recalled every move of a certain chef in the back kitchen of a famous residence in Beijing, as if he had returned to the difficult and struggling years of the Beipiao era.
Not long after.
Shen Lie checked the written recipe and nodded with satisfaction: "It's almost done."
Try it.
Everyone was busy from early morning to noon, and followed Shen Lie to the kitchen. They stared blankly at Shen Lie holding a large spoon and standing in front of the stove seriously.
Not long after.
Shen Lie coughed lightly, and then winked at Yun'er who was standing aside: "What are you doing standing there... apron!"
Yun'er woke up with a start, ran over to help him tie his apron, and then looked at Aunt Li with deep confusion in her eyes.
"Master, can you do it?"
Aunt Li also looked at it worriedly and said with concern: "Brother Lie... don't mess with things."
The old lady has been through hard work all her life, and she especially hates such wasteful behavior as wasting food, but Yun'er and Aunt Li just finished their words.
Shen Lie has already started to get oily.
Hot pot, cold oil...
As Shen Lie grabbed various ingredients, threw them into the pot in quantity, and began to stir-fry in a decent manner. It was a little jerky at first, but he became more and more skilled in his movements.
After a while, the aroma of cooking wafted from the kitchen.
Yun'er and Aunt Li were shocked.
Yun'er covered her mouth, opened her eyes wide, and asked in surprise: "Master, can you cook?"
Shen Lie stir-fried, flipped the spoon, and responded in a low voice: "Well, I learned it from my mother when I was young, before you came."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Li, an old neighbor, had a blank expression on her wrinkled old face, perhaps muttering in her heart.
"Did this happen to you when you were little?"
However, Aunt Li quickly sighed: "Your mother is indeed a good and ingenious woman who makes good food. It's a pity that she followed your father..."
Shen Lie's face froze, and he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.
What is this word?
Shen Lie had to pretend not to hear.
So the kind-hearted Aunt Li chatted for a while, and when she mentioned Shen Lie's miserable mother, she couldn't help wiping away tears, and the atmosphere in the kitchen was actually a little sad.
So in the midst of his busy schedule, Shen Lie secretly wiped the sweat with the back of his hand and exhaled a long breath. Fortunately, Aunt Li was old and her eyesight was dim...
Finally got over it.
Afternoon.
In a small shop.
After placing several bowls of hot braised food in front of everyone, Shen Lie wiped his hands with a rag, took off his apron and sat down, then picked up the chopsticks.
Aunt Li and Yun'er looked at the bowl of something unknown in front of them, as if they didn't dare to eat it, and they obviously had no confidence in Shen Lie's cooking skills.
Shen Lie's face darkened, and he could only squeeze out a smile towards the young man and said softly: "Try it?"
After hesitating for a moment, the boy picked up the chopsticks, picked up the rice bowl, gave the shopkeeper a huge favor, and started eating.
I finished eating it in a few seconds.
Shen Lie looked at the oily boy and asked expectantly: "How is it?"
The boy looked confused and said honestly: "I didn't eat it."
Shen Lie was speechless, so he had to pick up his chopsticks, try to pick up a piece of pig intestine and put it into his mouth, trying hard to taste the taste, it seemed...
A bit bland.
But it doesn't matter, Shen Lie soon started to eat the stewed food with big mouthfuls, thinking in his mind, once it's raw, the second time it's cooked, just improve it a few more times.
Braised food is not difficult to make.
This food is just oily and full of food. How can it be so unpalatable to the poor people who cannot eat meat a few times a year?
All Shen Lie needs to do is to slightly improve the stewed recipe to make it more suitable for this era.
After another moment.
Aunt Li and Yun'er also picked up their chopsticks. While they were eating, they murmured together: "It's bland..."
"Well, there's too little sauce and it's not tasty."
As the couple murmured softly, the boy swallowed, looked at Shen Lie eagerly, and asked in a low voice: "The shopkeeper...is there any more?"
The boy's reaction said it all. For a poor person who has been unable to eat meat all year round, braised pork tastes a bit too good.
Shen Lie felt relieved and waved his hand generously: "Yes, there is a big pot... take it yourself!"
Seeing the little boy running towards the kitchen, Shen Lie burst into laughter. At this moment, Shen Lie knew clearly that his plan had been more than half successful!
After a while.
Aunt Li and Yun'er also put down their chopsticks and looked at the clean bowl. They couldn't help but be stunned again. They didn't know what kind of dish they were, but they ate it all without knowing it.
Yun'er touched her little head charmingly and said softly: "Auntie, what do you think?"
Aunt Li nodded and said very firmly: "Although it's a little bland, it's rich in oil and water, and I'm full... I didn't spoil anything!"
With Aunt Li's approval, Shen Lie was already satisfied.
Who is Aunt Li? Apart from anything else, these old neighbors in Goulan Hutong are famous for their excellent cooking skills. They have been making good dishes since they were young.
Shen Lie hurriedly chuckled and said: "Looking back... I have to ask my aunt to come and spice it up. I won't treat my aunt badly because of the money."
Aunt Li nodded and responded: "Yes."
As she spoke, Aunt Li stared up her dim old eyes. Her expression was exactly like that of the chef at Zui Xian Juli.
Now Shen Lie was completely relieved.
On the side, Yun'er looked at Shen Lie with her big, elegant eyes. The little stars in her eyes were twinkling, and her little face soon turned into a flower with a smile.
At this moment, in this small shop, several people were making suggestions, and the atmosphere quickly became heated, giving people a feeling of prosperity.
the following few days.
Shen Lie spent time in the shop, discussing with Aunt Li and Yun'er every day to improve the taste, and then made the fire roast.
Fire-roasting is cold dough, add salt, and bake it directly in the pot. Fortunately, in this era, there is such a food as fire-roasting, which saves Shen Lie a lot of effort.
