NFBE Chapter 210: No chicken, no freshness; no bones, no fragrance
Chapter 210: No chicken, no freshness; no bones, no fragrance
After Wang Jiandang finished speaking, he bit the skin of the soup dumpling deftly, and sucked the juice into his mouth while gasping for breath and staring with his eyes wide open.
As the soup dumplings gradually shrank, Wang Jiandang's expression changed from curiosity to enjoyment.
Seeing this, everyone at the table started drinking the soup in the same way as Wang Jiandang. As soon as the soup entered their mouths, everyone's expressions were surprisingly consistent with Wang Jiandang's.
The soup you want to drink is the fresh taste of it with the piping hot aroma right out of the pot. Only the full heat can make the soup reach the optimal deliciousness.
The small soup dumpling in my hand completely exceeded my expectations. The moment I bit into it, the soup gushed out and filled my entire mouth in the blink of an eye.
The soup is so fragrant that it is indescribable. It doesn’t have too much seasoning taste, but the original freshness of the ingredients defeats the magic of all seasonings.
Especially when the rich meat aroma invades the entire taste buds, making people feel that it is delicious enough, and at the same time, a hint of sweetness slowly wraps around the tip of the tongue, giving people a sense of freshness and relief in the world of heavy meat aroma, once again elevating the already delicious soup to the extreme.
"This soup tastes so good! The flavor of water chestnuts is blended just right, and it's fresh! So fresh!" After drinking the soup in one breath, Wang Jiandang praised it with satisfaction, and then buried his head to continue chewing the skin and filling of the soup dumpling.
This chew was quite a surprise.
He recommended this flour, and he could tell the difference in taste. It was chewy and strong, which was the characteristic of the flour from his hometown.
However, this soup dumpling skin is not only chewy, but also soft, tough and thin to the extreme. It is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the color of the filling can be seen from the outside, while it still retains its toughness and fragrance.
The filling is also very tender and juicy. When you take a bite, you can feel the crispness of the water chestnuts, the wheat aroma of the dough, and the tenderness of the pork. Wang Jiandang, who is used to thinking that the soul of a soup dumpling is in the soup, was greatly surprised.
It felt like a pig that was carefully raised, fed with water chestnuts every day, ran ten kilometers after eating, had a massage from time to time, and listened to chicken soup in its heart, and voluntarily walked into the slaughterhouse. The moment after it was cut into pieces, it was sent here to be chopped into stuffing, then steamed and put into his mouth.
"Oh my god, why doesn't Sister Mirror sell soup dumplings?"
"Wow, my sister Jing is the coolest!"
"Dandan is right!"
"The chicken's death was not in vain. I bought the mirror this morning and it's worth it."
"Indeed, it is worthy of being a soup made from an old hen. Junior Sister, the way you cook it is also very particular."
While Wang Jiandang was still savoring the aftertaste of the soup, several young people had already started chattering and praising it, and they even picked up the second soup dumpling while praising it.
"Here, ginger and vinegar. I almost forgot. What did Senior Brother Yun say about my particularity?"
Zhao Xiaojing hurried out of the kitchen, took out eight small plates, a bowl of finely chopped ginger, a large bowl of prepared vinegar, and a small spoon from the tray and placed them in front of everyone.
"Xiao Zhao, you are so particular about the details of matching shredded ginger and vinegar!" ** Ping said with a smile.
"Oh, soup dumplings must be eaten with vinegar! Sister Jingzi made them so delicious that I forgot about this!" Lu Hongwen quickly stood up and distributed the small plates in front of him to everyone.
Yun Yongyuan waited for everyone to share the dishes, and then smiled and spoke again after he finished speaking. "I didn't see how this pot of soup was first cooked, but it was nothing more than adding onions, ginger, and cooking wine.
I was a little confused when I saw you put some soy sauce in the soup when you cooked it at noon, but when I drank it, I found it was quite delicious. It took me a long time to understand. "
"Oh, what did you understand?" Wang Jiandang asked with interest after hearing it.
“When we were learning cooking, our chef often said, ‘No chicken, no freshness; no bones, no fragrance; no elbow, no richness; no water, no purity.’
In other words, using chicken to make the stock increases the freshness, and using bones increases the flavor. The pork elbows have thick skin fat and rich collagen, which can increase the richness. The same is true for my junior sister who used pig skin.
In addition, fish and mutton are fresh, and mutton and seafood have a special freshness. The broth can enhance the freshness. The mutton has too strong a smell, and the dried shrimps added by the junior sister are just right.
With these ingredients, MSG and chicken essence can be replaced. Once the soy sauce is boiled, the freshness of the ingredients is maximized. Adding more seasoning will be counterproductive, so I think my junior sister’s method is quite particular. "
Everyone was a foodie. They sat around the table eating soup dumplings while staring at Yun Yongyuan. Upon hearing this, they felt the soup dumplings in their hands smelled even better.
"Xiao Zhao is awesome! Xiao Yun is pretty good too!" As Wang Jiandang was speaking, he had already finished the second shepherd's purse soup dumpling and took the time to look up and compliment him.
“Brother Yun is indeed a formally trained culinary student. I still have a lot to learn from you.
The second pot is almost ready. I'll go serve it. Everyone, feel free to eat. There's still plenty left!"
Zhao Xiaojing said this and hurried to the kitchen. Yun Yongyuan, who was sitting at the table, scratched his head embarrassedly. Before he could even start to be humble, Zhao Xiaojing had disappeared.
Zhao Xiaojing walked along, deep in thought. Although she was a good cook and had a system to help her improve after her rebirth, she was still far behind those who learned cooking in a proper way, just like the soup this time.
The reason why her soup is so delicious is that she has experimented with it countless times in the virtual space. In addition, she has some experience in making broth for braised pork trotters with rice, so she subconsciously stews it around a few ingredients, and she also adds and reduces the seasonings one by one through trial and error.
But she didn't understand why the food tasted extra delicious when just adding soy sauce, nor did she understand why the soup tasted best when cooked in this way. She just went by her feeling.
But with a little thought, Yun Yongyuan was able to break down the logic and explain it thoroughly, and he could understand why this soup was such a good one.
In addition to constant practice, experimentation, and systematic cooking courses, what other methods can be used to make up for this gap and become a truly comprehensive chef? Zhao Xiaojing thought while staring at the time.
After a while, Zhao Xiaojing opened the pot, took out another basket of steamed soup dumplings, and then steamed a new basket of soup dumplings next to it.
The steamer in the kitchen is big and there are three steamers. In fact, you can also steam the soup dumplings in two or even three steamers at the same time. However, if you steam them all at once, the soup dumplings will be left for too long and will slowly collapse after losing the high temperature, and the taste will also deteriorate.
"The soup dumplings are here." Zhao Xiaojing called out, and Su Yuchen quickly put away the empty steamer on the table from which the last soup dumpling had been taken, and Zhao Xiaojing put the new steamer on it.
"Xiao Zhao, you should sit down and eat something too." ** Ping waved to Zhao Xiaojing.
Everyone had already cleared Zhao Xiaojing's seat and put away the chopsticks and plates. It would take a while for the new soup dumplings to be steamed, so Zhao Xiaojing smiled and sat down.
"Aunt Chen, Uncle Wang, how is it?" Zhao Xiaojing asked with a smile as she added shredded ginger and vinegar to the dish according to her own needs.
Su Yuchen on the side raised her head when she heard this. Others might not know, but she knew that these soup dumplings were made for the two of them from the beginning.
Although Wang Jiandang has praised the deliciousness of the dumplings, he wonders if they are any different from the water chestnut soup dumplings he really wants to eat?