Aspiring Food Supplier

Chapter 602. 600. Stewed and Fired ([-])

These pigs in the back kitchen are used to make stir-fried large intestines, stir-fried pork belly, etc. In short, any food that is dipped in a stir-fry is basically a good dish.

The pigs were processed again, and then an extra-large pot was set up. Normally, there is a traditional and continuous stewed fire, and the pots used are all old stewed pots, which are larger than the marching pots in the army. With a larger circle, the thickness of the pot wall can even be comparable to that of a casserole.

Afterwards, Ling Rui smeared a lot of oil on the inner wall of the pot.

Ling Rui's series of actions has already attracted the staff of the hotel to look around curiously.

"Are you going to make stewed stew?" A rather imposing middle-aged man asked, because the abandoned stewed cauldron in their hotel is known to everyone in the kitchen. Back then, someone said that he wanted to push it. In the end, nothing happened, and the pot was left there.

Now, seeing Ling Rui set up the pot again, people who know the inside story are surprised.

"Yeah." Ling Rui nodded, "What should I say, stewed and roasted is also a famous dish in northern Dao. It's a pity if you can't eat it. Is there any charcoal?"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man replied.

"Luzhu needs charcoal fire, not just gas." Ling Rui said, "Please order this charcoal stove, please."

"You're welcome."

Then Ling Rui opened the oil wall of the old pot, and then smeared the pot wall with vegetable oil again, "The most difficult part of cooking an old pot is the first pot of soup. It should be done today. In this way, we can taste it as soon as tomorrow morning." It's boiled."

"If you can manage this pot of soup, then I can guarantee that this stewed fire will not be extinguished by me!" The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and said excitedly. He didn't expect it at first, but seeing Ling Rui's method brought some hope.

"Okay." Ling Rui smiled. The stewed stew is on fire. The more it burns, the more fragrant it is. It's a pot of old stew. Let's go down."

"Okay. Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhang, come here!" The middle-aged man immediately called two people's names.

"Okay, boss."

"Here we come, boss."

"I want high-purity alcohol, [-] grams of high-quality lard." Ling Rui said immediately, "Get ready immediately."

So, someone ran to look for it immediately.

In just 2 minutes, things are ready.

Ling Rui took 97-degree high-purity alcohol and used it to wash his hands. After the smell of alcohol dissipated, he cleaned his right hand with vegetable oil. Holding the edge of the cauldron with his left hand, the force started from the ground, spread to his waist, and then to his shoulders. Shoulder with elbow, elbow with wrist, wrist with hand, the cauldron slowly rotated.

The right hand then picked up chunks of lard, and quickly scrubbed the pot wall until the lard covered the pot wall with a thin layer, then looked at the middle-aged man, "Kaifeng, start a fire."

The middle-aged man nodded, then opened the lid of the stove, and the pot heated up rapidly.

When the hands were slightly hot and the first wisp of white smoke rose, Ling Rui said again, "Bring the pig intestines!"

Then, someone immediately brought over the pig intestines that Ling Rui had prepared.

Ling Rui grabbed a pile of pig intestines and poured them directly into the old pot.

The middle-aged man doesn't know why, although he has never seen people open this old stewed pot, but he has never heard of it. To open a stewed pot, you must first fry the pig intestines!
Naturally, Ling Rui didn't care about other people's thoughts, and supported the handle of the pot with his left hand. Once shaken, the big old pot began to vibrate slowly.

The people next to me were stunned!
"Is this a pot?"

"No way! Can you handle such a big pot?"

"I go!"

Afterwards, everyone saw the pig intestines wandering around in the pot, spinning along the walls of the pot.

……

Half an hour later, a thick layer of oil had accumulated in the pot, and the middle-aged man sighed, "Grease! Powerful! Take it anytime you use it!"

Ling Rui smiled, "Half fire."

"Okay!"

The grease at the bottom of the pot turned into boiling oil and was turned over several times.

Ling Rui took the old rock sugar and sprinkled it in. Afterwards, there was faint sweetness coming out.

Put in the star anise pepper, and after 2 minutes, put the remaining large and small intestines into the pot one by one, hold a large spoon in your right hand, and roll over, so that all the large and small intestines are evenly heated and colored with sugar.

"By the way, the one in my pressure cooker should be ready, please turn off the fire for me."

"it is good."

Old soy sauce, water, and more than ten kinds of spices were added to the old pot one after another. Finally, Ling Rui exhaled, "It's ok, this pot of soup will continue to boil on low heat until tomorrow morning. Cut off the fire."

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Rui, "It's done?"

"It's done." Ling Rui nodded with a smile, "Isn't the fragrance that fills the room not enough?"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "Thank you, little brother!"

"You're welcome, but I'm just borrowing the kitchen of Guibao Land." Ling Rui smiled, "Okay, I'll be busy with other things now, you can do whatever you want."

"Haha." The middle-aged man smiled, "Okay."

Then, I saw Ling Rui take out a piece of pork belly from the refrigerator, wrapped it in tin foil and put it in the oven, and saw Ling Rui add some vermicelli to a large iron pot, which seemed to be chicken stewed with mushrooms.

Then, I saw Ling Rui fish out two big pork knuckles from the pressure cooker, and the smell of the meat was overflowing.

……

It was already 06:30 when everyone was notified to go downstairs to eat. On the table, there were chicken stewed with mushrooms, fresh fish from Heilongjiang, tiger skin knuckles, crispy pork belly fried in oil, three delicacies from the ground...the table was full of dishes.

"Oh, this dish is very northeast!" Chen He glanced at Zhuo Shang's dish, swallowed several mouthfuls of water, there was a faint sweet smell in the air, and a strong smell of meat, all kinds of meat Intertwined, mixed with the smell of other vegetables, stimulated his brain, almost knotted.

"A lot of meat!" Peng Peng opened his mouth, as if his saliva was about to flow down, "Brother Rui, I really like you so much!"

"No, then I don't like you." Ling Rui quickly refused.

"Peng Peng, what are you talking about!" An Ge glared at Peng Peng.

Peng Peng chuckled.

"Xiao Yao, how are you? Didn't you just brag?" Deng Chao grabbed the director and said with a smile.

The young director pushed his glasses and nodded, "Indeed, the real material is real, and you can't pretend it."

Ling Rui smiled helplessly, "Then, please give me some advice."

"I don't dare to give advice. I was shocked yesterday. It's hard work."

"Sit down and eat!" Reba sat down first, "Why do you all have to stand and talk! Is the chicken not delicious?"

Everyone laughed, and then sat down.

For dinner, Ling Rui naturally also prepared a program group. In this society, the most feared thing is not to worry about the few but to suffer from the inequality. They can't eat delicious food here, and the program group eats box lunches?
What's more, the hotel has a big pot and a lot of ingredients, so there are naturally more to cook.After everyone sat down, they moved their chopsticks one after another, and then there was an exclamation!
"This elbow!" Peng Peng opened his eyes wide, "It's delicious!"

"The pork skin is crispy yet firm, and the taste is delicious, salty and sweet!" Chen He said immediately, "It's so delicious!"

"Uh-huh!"

　Chapter 2.

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