Chapter 4 Fried rice does not need to be overnight
"puff!"
Tony, who was drinking, couldn't help but spit out the drink in his mouth.
They could understand each other's words, but they didn't expect that there would be such a weird dish name.
"Your teacher Kai's skill in naming names is too strange, isn't it? Or is that the original name of the fried rice?"
Xiao Li turned his head.
"Teacher Kai is my most respected teacher!"
"This is a specially made dish to commemorate the fact that I learned a powerful trick. The taste will always be engraved in my heart!"
I don't know why, but within a few words, Xiao Li's youthful passion began to surge again. Hong Qigong had already discovered that this was a fool who was even more stubborn than Guo Jing, and he was also very capable of having fun with himself.
"Okay, okay, but after you ate the store manager's fried rice today, you definitely won't feel how good the rice tastes!"
Pouting his lips, Hong Qigong waved his hand.
"It's impossible, Teacher Kai's fried rice will always be No. 1 here!"
Xiao Li stretched out his thumb again, but at this moment, along with the sound of oil exploding, a strange fragrance spread, making it difficult for him to maintain his youthful and passionate posture.
'Suck!'
Inhaling vigorously through his nose, Xiao Li turned his head and looked at where Zhao Youqian was, showing a surprised look.
"This is an egg? Why does it smell so good?"
Showing a little smile, Zhao Youqian didn't mind explaining some tips.
"It's just a little trick. When adding oil, add some minced shallots or green onions. After the oil is hot, the aroma of scallion oil will naturally appear. Then add the egg liquid. Naturally, it will be more fragrant and more flavorful than ordinary scrambled eggs.
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The beaten and golden egg liquid has already been mixed with a little cooking wine and salt to add flavor and remove the fishy smell. It is paired with scallion oil that is full of the aroma of scallions, and minced scallions that have been fried to a golden color. In an instant,
It blends into the egg liquid.
The stunning orange color was quickly covered by the aroma of scallion oil, and the fried golden scallions were dotted on the golden scrambled eggs. The aroma of eggs and scallions rushed out with the heat.
"Old beggar, just with this aroma, you can buy a bottle of wine!"
Hong Qigong's nose moved and he couldn't help but sigh.
Tony knew the habits of this alien drinking buddy, so he couldn't help but joke.
"Then you watch me eat today? Smell it, that's enough, isn't it..."
Unexpectedly, Hong Qigong's expression changed.
"Bah, what I mean is, I have to eat a few more bowls of rice today. If anyone robs the old beggar, I will slap him in the face with my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
I saw Hong Qigong waving his palms and letting out a faint dragon's roar.
Tony looked at this extremely unscientific scene with a hint of envy.
'Damn, why do these martial arts and other things have sound effects? I will definitely add sound effects and play BGM next time I make a suit!'
'This is so handsome!'
"Hmph, you are awesome. I didn't come out wearing a battle suit today, otherwise even if you do some martial arts, it would be in vain if you can't hit me!"
Tony Stark would not admit defeat, and then the two started arguing with each other about who was better in martial arts or technology. They were blushing but did not actually do anything. It was more like two drinking buddies talking nonsense.
However, Xiao Li seemed to have never seen such a scene before, and looked at the two people arguing with some worry.
"Store manager, are they okay?"
Zhao Youqian didn't even raise his face and spoke emotionlessly.
"Let them do whatever they want, as long as they don't damage the table and cutlery, let them be, and they will calm down when the fried rice is ready!"
While he was talking, Zhao Youqian's hands did not stop for a moment.
While turning the iron spoon, crush the egg blossoms into pieces the size of rice grains. This is the so-called golden sand in egg fried rice.
After shaking the pot twice, Zhao Youqian poured out the egg drop. He quickly took a pile of chopped braised pork and placed it on the chopping board. Without turning off the heat, he took a kitchen knife and scratched the braised pork a dozen times. The braised pork had turned into a pile of pieces about the same size as egg droplets.
At this time, he turned to pay attention to the fire, put in a little tea seed oil, and then put the cut braised pork in and stir-fried it quickly. It only took twenty or thirty seconds, and the soy sauce-colored braised pork was ready. A rich aroma was stimulated, and the aroma of meat suddenly spread.
At this time, Zhao Youqian started seasoning and sprinkled some black pepper. At the same time, he added egg droplets and a whole pot of white rice.
At this time, Xiao Li's eyes moved, as if he had discovered some flaw in Zhao Youqian's flawless cooking skills.
"Shopkeeper, didn't you say that egg fried rice needs to be cooked overnight? Wouldn't your fresh rice become sticky?"
"Teacher Kai specifically said that only overnight rice can be fried..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Youqian.
"Your teacher may be good at teaching other things, but cooking is far from good!"
"For any chef, using overnight rice or cold rice to make egg fried rice only shows that his craftsmanship is not up to par!"
"Only newly steamed rice will have its unique aroma and rice oil. No matter how it is reheated later, it will be irreversible due to changes in moisture and protein."
"The so-called overnight rice fried rice is just because most homes don't have enough stoves and the cook's skills are not able to handle freshly steamed rice."
After sighing, Zhao Youqian shook his head.
“I don’t know who spread this theory, which makes many people think that egg fried rice must be cooked overnight to be delicious. In fact, in most places, where can you get overnight rice? It’s all freshly cooked rice. This is also the reason why most of the time the fried rice at home is far less delicious than the one made in restaurants.”
Zhao Youqian was shaking a pot full of rice while explaining breathlessly. The fire he kept turning heated the entire iron pot, and soon the balls of rice were stir-fried, and a rich smell of The mixed smell of rice, oil, meat, and egg made Xiao Li ignore Zhao Yougan and belittle his teacher Kai.
I kept swallowing saliva, and my stomach, which was shriveled after a long period of exercise, grew louder and louder.
'Gu Gu, Gu Gu...'
Not to mention Xiao Li, even Tony Stark and Hong Qigong couldn't help but look in the direction of the kitchen. After drinking and eating food for so long, they felt that the taste of the staple food was missing.
Tony, who originally had a Western stomach, was trained by Zhao Youqian in this short period of time to become a gourmet with extremely high requirements for Eastern cuisine.
Finally, a spoonful of dark sauce was sprinkled on it, which seemed to be mixed with soy sauce and other ingredients, and then green chopped green onions were added.
A large pot of fried rice is ready to be fragrant and full of flavor.
Ignoring the two old men who came over licking their faces, Zhao Youqian scooped a large plate full for Locke Li, put a spoon on it, and poured him a glass of warm water.
"I don't have time to make soup because I'm short on time. Let's drink some water and make do with it!"
"Come and try my fried rice and see what the difference is."