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Chapter 777 Yinzhou’s delicious snack—blood cake! Dundun: Please continue your praise! 【Please subscribe】

“Xubao, did you get up so early?”

At around four o’clock in the morning, Shen Jiayue poked her head out of the bed sleepily. When she saw Lin Xu getting dressed, she couldn’t help but ask.

“I have to go to the Ginkgo Garden to prepare the roasted pig and other dishes for lunch. You can continue to sleep.”

“If you don’t hold me, you can’t sleep~”

As soon as Shen Jiayue finished speaking, she yawned greatly.

Lin Xu lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek:

“Sleep a little longer, baby…”

As he was talking, he saw the good baby’s eyelids slowly drooping and her breathing becoming slower. Apparently, she fell asleep again.

Lin Xu went to the bathroom to wash up, then quietly opened the door and went out.

As soon as I reached the stairs, the door of the deputy master bedroom was pushed open, and my mother, Chen Meijuan, actually got up.

“Mom, why did you get up so early?”

“Yueyue said yesterday that she wanted to eat ice cream from our hometown. I’m going to make some.”

Snow…ice cream?

Lin Xu patted his head and then remembered that what he was talking about was Yinzhou’s classic snack blood cake. This delicacy, together with skin dregs and powder rice, is called the three treasures of Yinzhou.

During the past famine years, these three snacks helped countless people tide over the difficulties.

The so-called blood cake refers to pig blood mixed with buckwheat noodles and steamed in a pot. Steam until it becomes a paste and let it cool down. Then it is sliced ​​and fried in a pot. It is topped with garlic sauce while it is hot. It tastes particularly satisfying and delicious.

This delicacy not only changes the unpalatable taste of soba noodles, but also uses pig blood to supplement nutrition.

Today, even though material conditions have improved rapidly and no one is hungry anymore, this delicacy is still very popular among the people of Yinzhou.

However, making ice cream requires fresh pig blood. Lin Xu looked at his mother and asked:

“Do you have pig blood at home?”

“No, but Boss Huang said that someone would give some away this morning. Your dad and I are going to go downstairs and wait at the gate of the community. They are very busy, so we can’t let them wait for us.”

Just as he was talking, Lin Hongqi walked out of the deputy master bedroom, adjusting his coat as he walked.

The family of three went downstairs. Chen Meijuan and Lin Hongqi went to wait for the pig blood. Lin Xu came to the parking lot on the first floor, drove out of the community and went straight to the ginkgo garden.

At this time, the Ginkgo Garden was brightly lit, and Zhuang Yizhou asked the yawning Hao Qingfeng:

“Has Director Hao never gotten up so early before? For chefs, the morning shift basically has to get up at this time. This industry is very hard, so more and more people are not willing to be chefs.”

After dinner yesterday, Hao Qingfeng was worried that he would not be able to reach the Ginkgo Garden this morning, so he simply stayed in the staff dormitory.

During Zhuang Yizhou’s live broadcast in the evening, he also helped adjust the camera and radio equipment, so the two of them were relatively familiar with each other.

“I really didn’t expect the cooking industry to be so hard. When I finish the business at hand, I plan to apply to Mr. Chen and take pictures of the hard work of cooking practitioners so that everyone can re-understand this industry.”

His suggestion was approved by several chefs nearby:

“It’s great. Finally, someone pays attention to the hard work of us catering staff. When will the director start filming? We can make a friendly appearance.”

When Lin Xu drove over, Lao Huang also brought over a freshly slaughtered big fat pig and two sheep.

“It’s just been slaughtered and it’s still warm. Brother Lin, tell me what’s missing. I’ll go deliver the goods first and come over to help when I’m done.”

Today, Lao Huang’s whole family came over for a feast, so he had to finish his morning work quickly so that he could enjoy the feast with peace of mind.

Of course, it would be even better if we could meet a few more high-end people while having dinner and expand the business of some high-end ingredients.

Lin Xu and several helpers carried the pig and placed it on the clean workbench, and said to Lao Huang:

“There should be no shortage of ingredients. Go and get busy, Boss Huang. Remember to come for breakfast if you have time.”

Normally, we would have a big pot of food this morning, but the Ginkgo Garden is a long way from the city, so not many people would come to eat.

Lao Huang waved his hand:

“I won’t have breakfast. I’ll save my stomach for lunch.”

After he drove away, Lin Xu took a sharp knife and began to remove the bones from the whole pig in preparation for roasting the pig.

The skull, neck bones, spine, fan bones… these bones and the nearby meat must be removed, turning the whole pig into giant slices of evenly thin meat.

Except for ribs and leg bones, almost no other bones are needed.

After removing the bones, sprinkle with marinade and sugar for marinating.

This pig is fatter and the meat is thicker, so it needs to be marinated for a longer time to prevent the meat from losing flavor.

Put the trimmed meat directly into the pot to make bone soup.

These soups can be eaten directly or saved for lunch.

When cooking dishes, as long as you change the step of adding water to adding bone soup, the aroma and taste of the dishes will jump to a new level.

On the other side, at the gate of a community near the North Fourth Ring Road, Chen Meijuan and Lin Hongqi got pig blood.

A whole small bucket of pig’s blood is steaming, which looks a bit weird on this deserted morning, but for those who like to eat pig’s blood, this is a supreme delicacy.

The couple carried it back home, brought a larger basin, placed a large leak-proof drain on top of the basin, poured the pig blood into it and filtered it.

Filter twice to make sure there are no impurities such as pig hair, pour the prepared buckwheat noodles in, add a little salt, pepper, pepper powder and other seasonings, and stir the buckwheat noodles and pig blood together into a paste.

“I didn’t think the blood cake was that delicious in the past, but if I don’t eat it for a while, I’ll get greedy…”

Lin Hongqi sighed and stirred in the basin with a long-handled spoon.

Chen Meijuan looked at the blood paste in the basin and added some buckwheat noodles:

“I don’t think it’s very delicious, but I still eat it every time… I’ll make more while there’s pig blood today and put it in the refrigerator. Xiaoxu and Yueyue can eat it if they want. It’s very convenient.”

While they were busy, Shen Guofu and his wife also went downstairs.

With their in-laws here, the couple didn’t bother to go back and kept living here.

Seeing movement in the kitchen, Lao Shen went over and saw the pig blood in the basin, and asked curiously:

“What are you doing?”

“Making blood cake, the most famous snack in Yinzhou.”

“Hey, where is this kind of delicacy? I’ll have to try it later.”

When Han Shuzhen saw that her in-laws had gotten up, she turned and went upstairs to call her daughter.

In the kitchen, stir the blood paste evenly, pour it into the steaming plate with a spoon, smooth it out, and press it with a rolling pin to prevent any gaps in the middle.

Once everything is ready, put it in the steaming cabinet and start steaming.

Twenty minutes later, the blood cake was steamed, and Chen Meijuan took it to the rooftop to dry.

It was bright now, and Shen Jiayue was doing aerobics with her mother on the rooftop. When she saw the steamed black blood cake, she immediately came over and asked:

“Mom, can I eat this directly?”

Chen Meijuan smiled and said:

“It tastes average when eaten directly. It tastes better when sliced ​​and fried later. It’s a bit similar to the fried enema in Beijing and the local fried blood sausage in Yinzhou.”

The fried blood cake has a burnt texture with the unique smoothness of pig blood, while the unique chewiness of the buckwheat noodles increases the feeling of satiety. After one serving of fried blood cake, you won’t feel hungry for a long time.

Lin Hongqi now took a garden shears to play with the vegetable seedlings, and reminded Shen Jiayue with a smile:

“Don’t eat too much blood cake. Buckwheat noodles are difficult to digest. If you eat too much, you won’t be able to eat at lunch.”

Difficult to digest?

Shen Jiayue keenly grasped the core and thought of buckwheat noodles that are common in fat-reducing meals. If you eat blood cake, isn’t it equivalent to eating buckwheat noodles?

In this case, it is equivalent to eating a fat-reducing meal.

Haha, I finally found a way to lose weight. From now on, just eat two slices of blood cake with every meal. Anyway, digestion is slow and you feel full. As long as you stick to it, your body fat rate will definitely come down.

Thinking of this, she took the mobile phone placed on the outdoor coffee table and sent a message to the group:

“I found a fat-reducing meal, deduct 1 if you want to lose weight!”

A string of numbers 1 immediately floated across the group of good sisters, and even the bride Chen Yan joined in the fun:

“Yueyue, what can you eat to lose weight? Tell me quickly. I have gained four kilograms since I was pregnant. If I continue like this, when the child is born, I will no longer be beautiful and slim. …”

A series of expressions of contempt suddenly passed through the group.

Shen Jiayue asked curiously:

“Shouldn’t you be putting on makeup right now?”

“I’m just putting on makeup, but it won’t stop me from playing with my phone… Tell me what’s delicious, or I’ll bully your son!”

Chen Yan’s threat made Shen Jiayue curl her lips, “What’s the point of catching my weakness?” After a while, you will also have a weakness, hehe, let’s see how I retaliate!

She took her mobile phone and took a picture of the blood cake hanging next to her:

“Dengdengdengdeng, this is Yinzhou’s famous snack blood cake. It is made of pig blood and buckwheat noodles. It is rich in nutrients and has a strong feeling of satiety. There are various ways to eat it…”

Shen Jiayue actually knows how to eat fried food.

But for the sake of fun, she also made up several nonsense ways to eat it.

Such as hot-boiled vegetables, such as charcoal grilling, such as dry frying, Chen Yuanyuan was surprised for a while:

“Why are there so many ways to eat blood cake? I am indeed a fake Yinzhou native.”

She had just tried on the bridesmaid dress at Chen Yan’s house and was preparing to have breakfast when Zeng Xiaoqi, who was also wearing a bridesmaid dress, came over and said:

“I am both the master of ceremonies and the bridesmaid today, do I need a double red envelope?”

Chen Yan waved her hands and said:

“Double double, because you make my figure look so good, I have to give you a big red envelope.”

Zeng Xiaoqi: “…”

It’s okay for you to make fun of me, after all, we are best friends, but now you are making fun of the wedding officiant, hum… I will tell you with practical actions later, there will be no good consequences for offending the officiant!

Over at the Ginkgo Garden, breakfast has been prepared.

Lin Xu was holding a big bowl of bone soup with pancakes and deboned meat soaked in it, and sprinkled with some chives and coriander. He was eating it with big mouthfuls.

The meat is very fragrant, the soup is very thick, and it tastes particularly delicious.

Dai Jianli, who had just arrived, took a sip of bone soup from the bowl:

“I have eaten delicious food countless times since I was a child. In my opinion, only this kind of big pot rice is the most delicious. It’s a pity that Lao Yuan has a reception mission and can’t come today. Otherwise, he should be allowed to taste these big bones. It’s not as good as Northeastern The sauce is inferior to the bones.”

Lin Xu smiled and said:

“This is actually the Northeastern method, but without adding soybean paste.”

The delicious taste of these big bones is not due to the skillful cooking techniques. The main reason is that the pork is fresh enough. Even if it is cooked in water, it still tastes delicious.

After breakfast, everyone continued to work.

Sister Weiwei drove to the Ginkgo Garden, carrying a big travel bag.

She first came to the ticket office and saw two girls on duty here, and asked curiously:

“How many people are there in your ticket office?”

“Six, the others haven’t come yet…”

Before she could say anything, Sister Weiwei handed over six red envelopes:

“My boss is getting married today and I’ll invite you all to tea.”

After saying that, she left the ticket office with her travel bag, walked into the gate of the park, and started giving out red envelopes to all the staff in the scenic area like a money-spreading fairy.

The two girls at the ticket office opened the red envelope and found ten hundred-dollar bills inside. They were so excited that they sent a message to their colleagues, urging them to come and collect the red envelope.

“Ah ah ah, Mr. Chen is so generous. I really hope she can be a bride every day…”

“Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about? Mr. Chen and Officer Ren are a talented and beautiful couple. I hope their child’s full moon party will be held here.”

“Yeah, I think people like Mr. Chen should have more children and hold more full moon parties!”

From yesterday afternoon to today, the park was temporarily closed.

It is impossible to say that the employees have no objections to doing this during the May Day holiday. After all, their income is linked to the turnover of the scenic spot.

Without turnover, commissions and bonuses will naturally decrease.

But now that Chen Yanfa has received a red envelope, all the unhappiness in her heart has disappeared, because even if the business is open normally, everyone’s daily business commissions and bonuses will only be two to three hundred at most.

It can’t be compared with today’s big red envelopes.

The staff in the park were very excited, and this big red envelope was really an unexpected surprise.

When the red envelope was sent to the kitchen, the amount of the red envelope was even larger, and people praised Mr. Chen endlessly.

Dai Jianli said:

“It feels like it’s a lot of money to hold this wedding.”

Xie Baomin had just arrived and was now chewing on a fan bone:

“You can’t think like this. If so many people hold a wedding in Diaoyutai, how much do you think they can spend? Calculating it this way, it actually saves money, and there are no middlemen to make the difference. Everyone who participates in the wedding gets big red envelopes, and everyone is happy. They’re happy, and the bride and groom don’t have to spend any extra money, so it’s the best of both worlds.”

Getting married is a happy event, but it would be a disappointment if everyone involved in the wedding had a cold face.

It’s better to give out the red envelopes in advance, and everyone will have a lively wedding. Even if you think about it in the future, you will feel very happy.

After the excitement among the chefs was over, Xie Baomin began to assign tasks.

“Lao Dai, I’ll leave the crispy duck to you.”

“OK, no problem.”

“Junior brother, you are in charge of the hundred-flower chicken, roasted pig and roasted whole lamb.”

“OK.”

“Master Zhuang is good at Jiangsu cuisine, so he will be responsible for the sweet and sour short ribs.”

“Okay, thank you, chef.”

“…”

As an executive chef, Xie Baomin quickly arranged the wedding banquet kitchen work, and when arranging it, he assigned it according to the dishes everyone was good at, not randomly.

Zhuang Yizhou watched Lao Xie arrange the kitchen work in an orderly manner while talking and laughing, and couldn’t help but murmured in a low voice:

“When you are a chef, you have to work hard to become an executive chef, otherwise you will just be a stir-fry chef for the rest of your life.”

Hao Qingfeng, who was busy next to him, smiled and said:

“When I was watching “Underworld” back then, I heard similar lines… Does it mean that an executive chef must be a chef? How about being good at management alone?”

“That’s not possible. You have to understand this business, or even be very proficient in it, so that you can manage it. If you don’t manage it without knowing how to cook, the kitchen will be in chaos.”

Executive chef is a position that pays equal attention to management and technology. Some chefs are obviously very skilled, but they are not qualified for this job because they are not good at management. The typical representative is Qi Zhentao.

For those who have no skills and only focus on management, just look at those big hotels that have closed down.

For all poorly run restaurants, once their performance declines, it will always be the chefs who are brought out to offer sacrifices. This is why management positions do not understand technology.

Hao Qingfeng listened carefully and felt more and more that it was necessary to film a documentary on the cooking industry.

Because too many people don’t know this industry, and they don’t know the various positions. They only know that they start as apprentices, then work as cooks after a period of time, and finally work as masters. But the connection between these positions and the logic of promotion , but few people can explain it clearly.

At ten o’clock in the morning, when the bride was about to get married, Lin Xu found an opportunity to put the prepared multigrain batter, pancakes, eggs and other pancake ingredients into the equipment covered with red cloth.

Because he was anxious when putting it on, he didn’t look carefully. He always felt that the pancake oven was different from when he taught Ren Jie yesterday.

However, when he thought that Ren Jie might have found a spare furnace, he didn’t take it to heart.

Not long after he returned to the kitchen, Qi Siming also put a piece of dough into the “surprise device” opposite.

While playing, some people muttered:

“I have already made it clear to Mr. Chen that a noodle and wonton stall is enough. Why did she find a pancake oven? Is the one across the street the noodle oven?”

He wanted to change to the opposite side, but at this moment the bride’s float had arrived. A medieval white carriage pulled by two satin-like Akhaltekin horses slowly entered the park gate.

In the car, Chen Yan, who was wearing a white wedding dress, and Ren Jie, who was in a police uniform, sat together, enjoying everyone’s cheers and blessings.

Behind the two of them, Dundun squatted on the backrest wearing a red bow tie, her little ears flying from time to time, feeling both novel and a little excited.

The aunt and uncle finally got married, and the marriage arranged by me did not break up after all.

“Yanyan…”

Ren Jie turned his face and leaned into Chen Yan’s ear. He was about to say a few words of love when Chen Yan suddenly turned her face and threatened Dundun:

“No eavesdropping!”

Dundun immediately raised his paw and licked it twice, his eyes full of disdain.

Tsk, I’m not interested in hearing this.

But despite this, the little guy still pricked up his ears and listened carefully…

“Yanyan, meeting you is such a blessing from God. I have been thinking about how many old ladies I helped to cross the road in my previous life, so that I have such a blessing.”

Dundun’s tail wagged slightly, “Uncle, if you can speak, just say a few more words. I will take this as your compliment to me!”

Chen Yan gently shook Ren Jie’s hand:

“Before I met you, I always felt sorry for myself. I always felt abandoned by the whole world. All my relatives and friends urged me to find a partner. My cousin also gave me tons of dog food. Now I can finally give it back… What if we meet? God’s arrangement, then I would like to ask him, why did he go there earlier? Why couldn’t it have been arranged earlier? “

Dundun:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

I arranged a marriage for you with good intentions, but you still complain?

Women are indeed creatures with strange brain circuits…

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