Stop pretending, I am the God of Cooking and I am showing off my cards! - Chapter 786 When an old friend from Jiangxi says that Gan cuisine is not spicy, you’d better not bel
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- Chapter 786 When an old friend from Jiangxi says that Gan cuisine is not spicy, you’d better not bel
“Junior brother, if you want to eat anything, just say it. Lao Jin is not a hiding person.”
The arrival of Xie Baomin livened up the atmosphere. He learned that the steamed red crispy pork was in the pot, and he planned to participate in the tasting session with Lao Dai to help Jin Shangwen become famous.
Dai Jianli looked at the time and said:
“We still have some time, why don’t we just shoot another dish? I’ll team up with Lao Jin and shoot a Jiangxi rice steamed pork to see how it’s different from Sichuan and Chongqing rice steamed pork.”
It’s still some time before the red crispy pork is ready, so it’s just right to take pictures of another dish.
It can also enrich the lunch menu.
Jin Shangwen was very interested in this proposal. He smiled and said:
“I’m planning to collaborate on a dish with you, Lao Dai. Since you proposed it, I naturally support it with both hands.”
Just like that, the two of them tidied up and started taking pictures of steamed rice noodles.
Lin Xu was not very interested in this dish, and there were a lot of people in the small kitchen at the moment, so he went outside to take a breather and visit the kitchen of Building 9.
“Hello, Boss Lin!”
“Boss Lin, can I take a photo with you?”
“Wow, Boss Lin, you finally came to our Building No. 9. I have to post it on WeChat Moments.”
The executive chef is a good gentleman, and the discipline of the chefs will be a little awkward. For example, now, when I see Lin Xu coming, a group of chefs who are working actually came over and asked for a photo. This is something you can’t see in other buildings. .
Especially in Building 2, we are used to meeting the heads of state and political figures from various countries, and the management of the kitchen is relatively strict, so even if everyone sees Lin Xu, it will not be like the scene in Building 9, where it will look like a star chasing scene.
Lin Xu did not refuse and took photos with them one by one.
At this time, I also saw the various dishes they were preparing, including smoked bamboo shoots, stone chicken, various hams and bacon, and the Artemisia arborescens that many Nanchang people miss.
Artemisia arborescens is an aquatic plant with a crisp and fresh taste. When stir-fried with bacon, it can remove the greasiness of the bacon, and the fat of the bacon can also make the fresh artemisia arborescens a little more plump.
In terms of ingredient combination, wormwood and bacon naturally complement each other and are very suitable for cooking together.
After the group photo was taken, a cook brought Lin Xu a small bowl of glutinous rice dumplings with fermented lees:
“It’s just been cooked. It’s mixed with sweet rice wine and white sugar. Boss Lin, try it. If you like it, I’ll cook some more later.”
Lin Xu was not polite, took the bowl and scooped up a glutinous rice ball with a spoon, blew on it and took a careful bite.
The glutinous rice balls are cooked and mixed with white sugar and sweet wine. The outside is sweet and has the unique sweetness of the fermented rice. The glutinous rice balls themselves are soft and glutinous, and the inside is filled with sesame and peanut fillings. It tastes delicious.
Especially the sweet rice wine. The faint aroma of the sweet rice wine is stimulated by the heat of the glutinous rice balls and suddenly becomes rich. It has the aroma of wine but not the smell of wine, and it smells particularly comfortable.
“Are Jiangxi people particularly interested in rice wine and sweet fermented rice wine? It seems like these are included in many dishes.”
Lin Xu ate another glutinous rice dumpling and chatted with the chefs.
“The humidity over there is so high that people have no appetite for food, so many people like to eat spicy sweat-flavored dishes to whet their appetites, and they also drink home-brewed low-alcohol rice wine to use alcohol to remove heat and humidity.”
While chatting, Xie Baomin walked out and saw Lin Xu eating rice dumplings made with distiller’s grains. He smiled and said:
“Sweet fermented rice is a good thing. You can add a little to many dishes to increase the flavor… If junior brother likes it, you can ask Lao Jin for thirty or fifty kilograms later.”
Senior brother, you really don’t think of yourself as an outsider. It weighs thirty or fifty pounds. Isn’t this too much?
It’s no problem to have a 10-pound bag when I leave later. Besides, Jiangxi’s chili sauce seems to be very good. I’ll take some with me later, so I’ll have more choices for cooking when I go back.
The two brothers chatted casually for a while, and after Lao Dai and Jin Shangwen steamed the meat slices covered with rice noodles, they began to prepare lunch.
Cut the fresh, crisp and tender Artemisia arborescens into inch-long sections, and cook the bacon to remove excess salt, wash away the dust on the surface, and soften the meat at the same time.
Then change the bacon knife and cut it into shreds that are the same length as the Artemisia arborescens.
Then stir-fry the bacon, then add the artemisia arborescens and continue to stir-fry.
The preparation of stir-fried bacon with artemisia arborescens is very simple, but the taste is delicious and mixed with the aroma of bacon, making it very enjoyable to eat.
In addition to stir-fried bacon with artemisia arborescens, Jin Shangwen also cut bullet peppers into rings and paired them with spicy dishes such as Chaotian peppers to make a spicy sausage.
Before the food was ready, Guo Weidong hid far away at the back door of the kitchen:
“This old Jin is really wilted and wilted. He promised not to put so much chili pepper, but he got more and more enthusiastic the more he said it.”
Dai Jianli liked the smell very much. He sniffed and said:
“You all don’t know the secret to traveling to Jiangxi, right? When ordering food there, be sure to tell the secret code in advance, such as ‘My friend from Hunan said that your Jiangxi pepper is a joke’, or ‘Your store Didn’t your chef learn cooking skills from Cantonese people? If so, change it to ‘… As soon as you say this kind of secret code, they will know that one of their own is here, and they will take special care of it…”
Guo Weidong glanced at him:
“Are you sure that irritating the Jiangxi chef like this will have good results? I’ll put half a bottle of chili powder in the dish for you. You can go cry… By the way, Lao Dai, how do you anger a Sichuan and Chongqing person?”
Dai Jianli didn’t expect Lao Guo to ask a rhetorical question, and he smiled and came up with an idea:
“People from Sichuan and Chongqing are too easily irritated. The simplest thing is to look at the other person up and down while eating, and then say to him: You don’t seem to be able to eat spicy food. How about eating mandarin duck pot today… This is Sichuan and Chongqing people. I like to make fun of foreigners, if you use it on them, the effect will be explosive.”
Guo Weidong didn’t expect it to be so simple.
But after thinking about it for a moment, he discovered that there was a knife hidden in this bitch’s words.
If a Cantonese is so provocative to Sichuan and Chongqing people, the final result may be that the mandarin duck pot turns into an extremely spicy Jiugongge. For people who can’t eat spicy food, this is undoubtedly equivalent to execution.
This is really a little trick that kills eight hundred enemies and damages three thousand.
Not long after, the steamed pork with rice flour came out of the pot. There was no chili in it. Guo Weidong and Lin Xu tasted it together.
“This steamed pork is really good. The meat is very tender, the rice noodles are soft and glutinous, and it also has the aroma of star anise. It is very enjoyable to eat.”
Guo Weidong was very satisfied with this non-spicy dish, especially because there was a pumpkin leaf underneath the meat, which gave the meat a bit more flavor and made it more comfortable and enjoyable to eat.
After tasting it, he looked at Lin Xu and asked:
“Master Lin, what do you think is the difference between Jiangxi steamed rice noodles and Sichuan and Chongqing steamed rice noodles?”
Although they both look like steamed pork, the difference is still obvious.
First, there is no Sichuan peppercorns in Jiangxi Steamed Pork. Unlike those in Sichuan and Chongqing, the proportion of Sichuan peppercorns is very large. In addition, the common bean paste in Sichuan and Chongqing Steamed Pork is not used here in Jiangxi.
Second, Sichuan and Chongqing steamed rice noodles are usually topped with potatoes, sweet potatoes, pumpkins and other ingredients, while Jiangxi steamed rice noodles are simply a pumpkin leaf, and the side dishes are quite different.
Apart from these two points, the difference in other aspects is not particularly big.
After the two tasted it, the red crispy pork that had been steamed in the pot was almost ready to be taken out of the pot.
Jin Shangwen and Lin Xu re-photographed, carefully taking the steaming bowl out of the pot, pouring out the broth inside, then placing a plate on the bowl, flipping it over, and letting the meat in the steaming bowl rest on the plate.
When the steaming bowl was taken away, the beautiful red crispy pork appeared in front of everyone.
The skin of the meat was ruddy and had tiger skin on it. The meat stuffing on the skin did not fall off or spread out. It still looked like a whole piece of meat.
I have to say that this method of using a kitchen knife to chop each other layer by layer makes the glue stick really firmly.
Jin Shangwen put the decanted soup into the pot to collect the juice, and also added a little cooking oil to increase the gloss. When the soup was ready, he poured it on the red crispy pork with a spoon, and the whole dish was completed.
First put it on the workbench for Hao Qingfeng to take a close-up, and then switch to Lao Dai and Lao Xie to taste it.
“Ha, this dish looks good. Lao Jin really opened my eyes today.”
Dai Jianli was rather weird. He smelled the dishes on the table intoxicatedly, then turned his face in another direction and asked:
“What? The acting is too exaggerated? The money you gave me is too little. If you want me to be more involved in the performance, those three words are shocking – I need to pay more!”
Lin Xu understood, took out a bundle of cash from his bag and threw it on the workbench.
Lao Dai immediately showed a super intoxicated expression, covered his head with his hands, and stared at the red crispy meat on the table with a look of disbelief:
“Oh my God, this meat is so fragrant. It’s so fragrant that it makes people shiver. Oh my god, is this high-end Jiangxi cuisine? Just with this dish, Lao Jin can become a god. It’s simply beyond words. …Buy it! I’m going crazy!”
His performance became more exaggerated, and his meat-clipping movements were full of admiration and respect. His expression was much more advanced than the “professional audience” in the audience of variety shows.
For those who don’t know, I thought some contraband was added to the meat.
After he finished his performance, Lao Xie finally put away his idiotic expression:
“Next time you visit a store, why don’t you try performing like this?”
“Forget it then. Others thought I took the money. I just wanted to brighten the atmosphere for Lao Jin.”
The two of them each picked up a thick piece of meat and put it into their mouths for a taste. Soon, they both showed surprised expressions:
“Here I go, this red crispy pork is really good, it’s delicious!”
“That’s right, if I had known it was so delicious, I wouldn’t have acted so exaggeratedly just now.”
Jin Shangwen’s lips twitched, how stupid do you think you are about my skills to say such a thing.
Soon, the tasting was over. Dai Jianli handed the bundle of money to Lin Xu, then took the red crispy pork on the table and prepared to eat in a small hall next to it.
“Come, come, come and try our Jiangxi delicacies. These are made by me and other chefs in Building 9. Please help to check them.”
Lin Xu saw that except for steamed pork with rice flour, red braised pork and fried bacon with artemisia arborescens, all the other dishes on the table were filled with bright red chili peppers. Especially in the lotus blood duck, there was no duck meat at all. The small pots are full of chili peppers.
Guo Weidong opened his mouth. Well, there is not much choice for today’s meal.
Jin Shangwen was still greeting everyone enthusiastically:
“Try all these dishes. Don’t look at so many peppers. Our peppers in Jiangxi are different from those in Hunan, Sichuan and Chongqing. The peppers here are not spicy. They are mainly for appetizers.”
This sentence is not spicy again.
I wonder if Master Fan in Building No. 17 lost himself in the incest, and eventually his lips were swollen and he was assassinated.
Lin Xu filled a bowl, sat down, and tasted the mugwort.
Although Lao Jin keeps saying it’s not spicy, as a chef, he can naturally smell the real taste of the food.
He understands, but naturally some people don’t.
When Bai Pengbo heard that it was not spicy, he ate the blood duck and said:
“I just like to eat this kind of food that looks spicy but is actually not too spicy. This makes me very successful… Hehe… Chef Jin, you call it not spicy, hehe…”
After taking one bite of duck meat, he felt a ball of fire flowing down his mouth and into his stomach.
Soon, my forehead and face were covered with sweat, and my mouth was hissing. It was not until I took out a box of yogurt from the cold drink cabinet not far away and drank it tons and tons that I felt Feeling more comfortable.
Jin Shangwen looked at this scene:
“No, you can’t eat spicy food?”
He took a piece of duck meat and tasted it, and said with a normal expression:
“Okay, it’s not very spicy. What we usually eat is much spicier than this. Sometimes we put some devil pepper or king pepper on purpose.”
In order to verify that he was not deceiving others, he deliberately scooped some crushed chili peppers with a spoon and put it into his mouth without eating the staple food. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it without any discomfort on his face.
Dai Jianli was so dumbfounded:
“In my day, Jiangxi old man is awesome!”
He was originally planning to bring Chef Fan out to make fun of him, but under the circumstances, he felt that he couldn’t blame the Hunan guy for this, it was really the Jiangxi old cousin who was too aggressive.
Ning Yiheng said to Fan Ming next to him:
“Lao Fan, don’t you always say that Lao Shaan can’t eat enough spicy food? Let’s compare it with Lao Jin.”
Fan Ming immediately rubbed his chest as if he was possessed by the best actor:
“I have had a stomach ulcer for the past two days and cannot eat spicy food… Besides, Lao Jin and I have such a good relationship in private, and Shaanxi and Jiangxi are both revolutionary holy places. This cannot be compared, and it will hurt the harmony.”
Lin Xu did not eat the spicy version of blood duck, but chose the fat intestine.
However, when he took it into his mouth, he realized that when the sausage was made, the peppers might have been roasted in a wok, so it didn’t look like there were a lot of peppers, but they were all very spicy.
When you take a bite of fat sausage, you have to take a big mouthful of rice to suppress the spiciness.
However, it was this spiciness that gave everyone who had originally lacked interest regained their appetite.
Even Bai Pengbo, who almost cried because of the spicy food, couldn’t help but pick up the rice and eat it with various spicy dishes on the table, hissing and slurping while eating.
In fact, there are many non-spicy dishes in Jiangxi, but today Lao Jin obviously wanted to give everyone a showdown, so this situation resulted.
Lin Xu wiped the sweat from the heat on his face with a tissue, stood up and filled another bowl of rice.
Then pick up a piece of red crispy meat and put it in a bowl. Take a bite. The skin is soft and delicious, and the filling is rich and fragrant. You don’t need to chew it at all. Just sip it with your tongue and it will break into pieces. It feels like eating a lion’s head.
It feels so good to have a bite of meat and a bite of rice.
In addition to the red crispy pork, other dishes are also very delicious, and the amazing thing is that the spicy dishes are spicy at first, but the more you eat, the more delicious they become.
After two bowls of rice, Lin Xu drank some local chicken soup from a clay pot and was completely full.
“How about Brother Lin, is the food here good?”
Jin Shangwen walked over with a smile and poured a cup of green tea.
Lin Xu said:
“It’s super delicious. I thought it was a bit spicy at first, but then I became more and more addicted to it. I even want to introduce some of the dishes to Lin Kee Food.”
“Hey! It would be great if you could serve some Jiangxi dishes in the store. With Lin Ji’s large customer flow, we can better promote our beautiful Jiangxi.”
Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about promoting his hometown.
Lin Xu said:
“To be specific, I have to make adjustments based on Lin Ji’s existing dishes. There should be no conflict. When I list the menu, can Chef Jin go to the store to teach the chefs in the back?”
“Okay, no problem, I can go anytime with just a phone call.”
With these words, Lin Xu really planned to serve some new dishes in the store.
After taking two sips of tea, he sent a message to Shen Jiayue:
“did you eat lunch?”
“Not yet. Sister Yuanyuan and Cai Sen are playing with the cat here and forgot about the time. What did you eat over there?”
Lin Xu told the name of the dish, and then said:
“Jiangxi food is spicy and comforting. Do you want to try it?”
“Okay, okay, then you can pack some and bring them back later. I’ll tell auntie to stop cooking. Let’s all eat ready-made food. By the way, we can try how spicy Jiangxi food is. It can’t be spicier than Hunan and Sichuan food, right?” ?”
Lin Xu smiled hoarsely. She is really a little girl who has never been beaten by Jiangxi cuisine. Later, I will let you see how spicy Jiangxi people say it is not spicy.
After finishing the chat, he entrusted several chefs to help prepare a few dishes to take away. Hao Qingfeng stayed here to teach Jin Shangwen some editing skills.
As soon as he heard that Lin Xu was leaving, Jin Shangwen filled a glass jar with a full jar of sweet wine for Lin Xu, as well as two jars of chili sauce, one jar of red pepper and one jar of yellow pepper.
With nothing to do, Lin Xu also experienced the joy of cooking Jiangxi cuisine.
First roast the chopped peppers in a hot pot, then pour oil and cook according to the normal process.
But because the peppers are roasted in advance, the spiciness is really strong and satisfying.
After all the dishes were packed, Lin Xu said goodbye to everyone and drove to the West Second Ring Road.
When I arrived at Deng Lisong’s house, I gave the packed dishes to the nanny and asked her to serve them out. Then I went to the living room and met Dundun, George and Peggy who were tired from playing.
The three little cuties were eating meat together, and Peppa Pig was still trying to grab George’s.
Cai Sen and Chen Yuanyuan stood by and watched the three cats eating meat carefully. They didn’t even notice Lin Xu coming in.
“Xubao, have the dishes been packed?”
“Yes, it’s packed. You can go and eat it. Let’s agree first, it’s a bit spicy. Don’t show off later.”
Although Lin Xu really wanted to see the good baby make a fool of himself, he still gave him a reminder.
Who knows that Shen Jiayue doesn’t believe it at all:
“Don’t lie to me. I just asked netizens from Jiangxi in the group, and they all said that Jiangxi food is not spicy at all… Hehe, are you worried that I am too fat to be worthy of you, so you are scaring me with these words? ?”
Lin Xu: “…”
Baby, you will understand in a moment how unbelievable it is that the Jiangxi old man said it is not spicy!
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