Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 131: Those who are close to red are red; those who are close to ink are black!

In the kitchen, there was a lot of bustle, and everyone was working hard to make breakfast this morning.

Today's breakfast is definitely the highlight - fried milk!

As the name suggests, fried milk is a snack made with milk as the main ingredient. It is also called fried milk and belongs to Cantonese cuisine.

It is a delicious, healthy and full-flavored dessert.

The prepared milk bars, after being warm-fried, fully retain the nutrients of fresh milk. The outer layer is crispy but not hard, the inner layer is tender and smooth, and the milky flavor is rich. Once you taste it, you will definitely be addicted to it. It's so overwhelming that I can't stop!

Deeply loved by the elderly and children!

The method is also very simple. With just a few simple steps, you can easily make this delicious snack.

At this time, Qian Guoxiang, who was not very good at making desserts, followed Huang Jun's instructions and carried out every step of the operation in an orderly manner.

He first mixed the cornstarch with a small amount of cold water, stirring carefully until it was completely dissolved.

Then, add the sugar to it, mix with the fresh milk, and continue to stir evenly.

His movements are both skillful and meticulous, and every step is executed just right to ensure that the milk liquid he prepares is at its best.

After completing this series of operations, Qian Guoxiang brought the prepared starch to Huang Jun and asked: "Chef Huang, could you please take a look and see if the milk liquid meets the requirements?"

Although he was quite satisfied with his results in his heart, he still wanted Huang Jun's recognition out of respect for Huang Jun.

Huang Jun raised his head and glanced at the milky white starch. His eyes lit up with its smooth and delicate texture and attractive color.

He nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Yes, very good! Qian Assistant Chef, your craftsmanship is beyond words, you can do it at a glance, you are worthy of being a top five-star chef."

With the help of Qian Guoxiang, the assistant chef, his workload has indeed been greatly reduced and he has become much more relaxed.

At least he doesn't need to do the preliminary preparation work himself, he only needs to provide guidance and advice at critical moments.

Qian Guoxiang felt very pleased when he heard Huang Jun's recognition. He showed a humble smile and responded: "Chef Huang is honored. This is all due to your guidance!"

To be honest, he does have a certain talent in cooking, but there always seems to be something missing when it comes to dessert making, as if God has set an obstacle.

Every time he tried to make a dessert, it was always difficult to achieve the desired effect.

However, under Huang Jun's guidance, he has made significant progress in preliminary preparations.

Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black!

Studying side by side with excellent masters can yield unexpected results!

But then again.

It is really a miracle in the culinary world that such a young chef can show such versatile cooking skills!
Generally speaking, it takes years of practice and experience for a chef to become proficient in a certain cuisine or type of cooking technique.

But at a young age, Huang Jun is already able to shuttle between various cuisines with ease, and even dessert making is not a problem for him, and he can do it easily.

Looking back, when I was his age, I was still far from his level...

"Money helps the chef, you are so humble!"

Huang Jun turned to the fire, adjusted the heat, and prepared for the next step of cooking.

Qian Guoxiang stood aside, observing Huang Jun's every move, learning the cooking skills and heat control of this dessert.

Huang Jun poured the milk liquid into the pot and began to simmer it slowly over low heat.

He always paid attention to the size of the heat to ensure that the milk liquid could be heated evenly. At the same time, he used a shovel to stir continuously in one direction to ensure that starch would not settle on the bottom of the pot and cause the pot to become sticky.

As the flames licked the milk pot, the mixture of milk, sugar and starch in the pot began to slowly boil, bubbled up, and became more and more viscous.

He kept an eye on the heat and continued to stir carefully, waiting for them to reach a semi-solid state of perfection.

As he stirs…

The rich aroma of milk quietly spreads throughout the kitchen...

When Aunt Li smelled the aroma, her face showed an expression of anticipation. She exclaimed: "What a rich milky aroma! It's already so fragrant even before it's ready. It's hard to imagine how it will taste after it's ready." How fragrant and delicious it is!”

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm already greedy for the smell of this milk." Aunt Lin said with a smile, with a look of longing on her face.

Qian Guoxiang stood aside, also attracted by the smell of milk. He watched Huang Jun's every move of making milk paste intently.

I secretly admired that Huang Jun's control of the heat was just right, making the milk paste have a silky and smooth texture. Not bad, really good!

Without raising his head, Huang Jun concentrated on stirring the milk paste in the pot while giving instructions: "Assistant chef Qian, please brush the square plate with a layer of oil."

"Okay, Chef Huang!"

Qian Guoxiang responded immediately and took action quickly.

He brushed the square plate carefully and then carefully placed it next to Huang Jun's stove for Huang Jun's convenience.

Huang Jun nodded with satisfaction and poured the thick milk paste in the pot into the square plate with a shovel.

Shake the pan on the table to make sure the milk paste is evenly distributed.

He then placed the entire dish in the refrigerator to let the milk paste solidify further.

While waiting, Huang Jun was not idle. He turned around and started making other snacks for the child with a milk allergy.

time flies……

The milk paste in the refrigerator gradually solidifies into a slightly hard solid.

Huang Jun took out the plate and neatly divided the milk block into exquisite rectangular milk bars with a knife.

Then, he rolled the milk sticks one by one in starch and egg liquid, and finally rolled them gently in bread crumbs, making them plump and plump, as if they were wearing a golden coat.

You can see that the hot oil in the pot has started to bubble.

Huang Jun put the wrapped milk strips into the pot one by one, and as the sound of frying "stuck, sting, sting" was heard, the rich aroma immediately spread out.

He watched intently as the milk cubes in the pot rolled in the hot oil, gradually becoming golden and crispy.

When all the milk cubes floated lightly on the oil surface, Huang Jun quickly and gently fished them out one by one with a strainer. After gently draining the oil, he carefully placed them on those stainless steel dinner plates.

At this moment, the fried milk cubes with delicious color, aroma and taste were perfectly presented, like pieces of golden art.

Under the light, the golden shell shimmers with an alluring luster, making people salivate.

Aunt Li looked at the fried milk cubes in front of her and couldn't help but admired: "Wow, this fried milk looks golden. I'm afraid the children will cry with greed when they see it!"

"It looks delicious. Those children and teachers will probably be very happy!" Aunt Lin couldn't wait to agree,

As they spoke, the two of them stretched out their chopsticks almost at the same time, picked up a piece of fried milk and tasted it.

The crispy shell breaks into pieces with a gentle bite, revealing the sweet milky aroma inside. When chewing, the outside is crispy on the outside and the inside is tender and smooth, and the mouth is filled with a strong milky aroma.

Delicious!

"It's fragrant and delicious!" Aunt Li couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction.

"Yes, it's really delicious!" Aunt Lin nodded in agreement, then turned to look at Qian Guoxiang, her eyes filled with the joy of sharing delicious food: "Assistant Chef Qian, you can try it too, this fried food is delicious." The milk is delicious!”

"it is good!"

Qian Guoxiang nodded with a smile, picked up a piece of fried milk and put it into his mouth, savoring the perfect blend of crispy and tender.

Although this fried milk dish seems simple to make, it actually tests the skill of the chef.

It is necessary to control the heat and proportion just right. If it is too old, it will be too old, and if it is too tender, it will be too tender.

When the heat is increased, although the fried milk still exudes an alluring aroma, the taste has become too hard and has lost its original tenderness and delicacy.

This aging is not only reflected in the roughness of the taste, but also in the gradual loss of nutrients and flavor of the food during the long cooking process, which greatly reduces the charm of fried fresh milk.

When the heat is reduced by one minute, although the fried milk has a fresh and delicate taste, it lacks enough mellowness and depth.

Although this tender and smooth texture is pleasing to the eye at first taste, it is difficult to leave a deep mark on the taste buds and leaves people with endless aftertaste.

Because the fried milk has not fully released its flavor and nutrients during the frying process, the delicious layering and satisfaction are slightly lacking.

As for the fried milk made by Huang Jun, the heat and proportion are just right, which not only maintains the freshness and tenderness of the food, but also ensures the full release of nutrients and flavor substances.

This kind of fried milk can make people have endless aftertaste and never want to return!

Every bite is a feast for your taste buds!

(End of this chapter)