Chapter 76 Green onion mixed with tofu

Author: round head and round belly

Chapter 76 Green onion mixed with tofu

Liu Yifei immediately narrowed her eyes, clenched her hands into fists, suppressed the shock in her head and the admiration in her mouth, and concentrated on tasting this special fragrance.

The other people were similar. They all stood there without saying a word, chewing and savoring, as if their mute acupuncture points had been tapped. They nodded repeatedly, looking either surprised or enjoying themselves.

Finally, Liu Yifei swallowed the fried rice in her mouth, licked her lips, and asked: "Brother Yi, can you teach me how to make this kind of soy sauce?"

"I want to learn too."

Zhao Jinmai said vaguely, while taking another spoonful, he spoke in agreement.

After hearing this, the audience in the live broadcast room also launched barrages one after another.

"I want to learn too."

"Looking at the cooking method of this fried rice, it seems that the soy sauce is not the important point, the important point is the people!"

"What's the point of having soy sauce? I don't know how to cook. Can you post a link to Brother Yi? I'll take a photo and become my husband, so that I can have delicious food every day!"

Faced with Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai's request to learn, Li Yi readily agreed: "No problem, I will give you the recipe later and teach you how to cook it twice, and you will know it."

The recipe for making soy sauce is not fixed. Different ingredients will use different ratios, and the seasonings in it will also increase or decrease.

If you want to achieve what he does, you can adjust it as you like according to the ingredients, which cannot be achieved overnight.

But with the ratio he had endured today, they could still learn from it.

But Li Yi estimated that if they tried it themselves once, they might not be willing to learn it.

Just for a portion of soy sauce fried rice, you have to learn to cook a pot of soy sauce with a complicated and laborious process. For ordinary people, it is really not worthwhile.

There is some money that ordinary people really can’t earn.

If you have the time and effort, you might as well go to a restaurant and find a chef to cook it.

Huang Xiaoming on the side did not speak. He had already eaten several spoons of fried rice.

Seeing him eating spoonful after spoonful of delicious food, the manager who was hiding behind the staff couldn't sit still and waved to him in a low voice, indicating that he couldn't eat anymore.

Huang Xiaoming has been controlling his weight, and these few spoonfuls of carbohydrates are already over the limit.

Hearing the agent's voice, Huang Xiaoming reached out and scooped up another spoonful, put it into his mouth, and then reluctantly put down the spoon.

"This soy sauce tastes really good."

He chewed the last bite of fried rice, reluctant to swallow it, and tasted it carefully: "The aroma of green onions in the entrance is more obvious, and the spicy taste of ginger and seasonings come from behind, but I can't taste what the seasonings are, it just feels very...

It’s well balanced and blends together to create a particularly fragrant aroma.”

"The most important thing is to return to Gan."

Wu Lei on the side didn't have much worries. He spread out a large spoonful and added vaguely while eating: "There will be a sweet taste when chewing, and then the more you chew, the more obvious it will be, and the more you chew, the sweeter it will be."

Liu Yifei picked up the spoon and tasted it again, nodding in agreement: "Its sweetness is layered, and the entrance and aftertaste seem to be different."

Li Yi also picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and put it into his mouth.

He had eaten too much in the dream space. Such delicious fried rice felt a bit tasteless when he ate it in his mouth.

After chewing a few times, he swallowed the rice and then said: "The front note is the caramel sweetness of brown sugar, the middle note is the sweetness of sucrose, mixed with the aroma of black soy beans, and the base note is the sweetness of the starch in fried rice.

The rice I used is Helonggong rice from Ninghua, Fujian Province. The amylose content should be around 18%, and the sweetness is still acceptable."

Liu Yifei listened to his evaluation and asked with a smile: "How do you say it? It's like drinking red wine, with the top notes, middle notes and tail notes."

Li Yi smiled: "Actually, soy sauce, vinegar, and wine are all the same thing, and the methods for evaluating their quality are similar. There is nothing special about them."

As he said that, he put down the spoon and waved his hand: "You guys eat first, I'll make a side dish."

Wu Lei and the others responded without raising their heads and just got into the plates.

Stepping to the tofu mold, Li Yi reached out and poked Nan Tofu, then looked at the time.

The southern tofu is almost ready.

Lifting the bucket directly down, he opened the gauze wrapping the southern tofu, took a knife and cut off a piece.

Then, he casually took the knife and cut the tofu on the top, bottom, left and right sides a few times. Then he took a plate and tilted it casually. The whole piece of tofu turned into small pieces the size of the heads of chopsticks and fell into the plate.

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I pinched a handful of chopped green onion, put a small cap on the tofu, pinched a pinch of salt and a pinch of peppercorns, and sprinkled it on top.

Immediately, he took a spoonful of the excess cooking oil from the fried spices, placed it on the stove, heated it over high heat, and poured it on the chopped green onions.

Zhila!

The hot oil brings out the aroma of chopped green onion and peppercorns, which is fresh and refreshing.

He took a pair of chopsticks, stirred it casually, brought it to Wu Lei and the others, and placed it on the table.

"Mix green onions with tofu and taste the texture of southern tofu."

Liu Yifei had no doubts about Li Yi's cooking skills, so she immediately picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tofu, and put it into her mouth.

“This tofu tastes like my hometown!”

She was a little surprised, but then she became confused: "But it seems to be more tender, smoother and more fragrant than the ones from my hometown."

Zhao Jinmai also picked up a piece and looked at it carefully: "The southern tofu is really tender and solid, with no holes at all."

“Delicious too!”

Wu Lei couldn't wait any longer, so he scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eh?"

Wu Lei was a little confused, and then asked in surprise: "Does this tofu taste so good? It looks very bland? How come it is so clear in your mouth? The taste seems to be very prominent, and it instantly covers up the taste in your mouth!"

"Because I put a little more salt."

Li Yi smiled and said: "Salt is the first of all tastes. As long as you get the right taste of salt, the taste will not be much different.

I didn't add salt to the soy sauce fried rice because there is salt in the soy sauce. Although it is not salty enough, the aroma of the soy sauce is prominent enough that you will not notice the lack of salt.

I added a little more salt to the tofu mixed with spring onions. When you eat it, it will feel particularly fresh in your mouth, because your body is craving for this salt."

"amazing!"

Wu Lei was stunned for a while after hearing this. While he was cooking fried rice, he couldn't help but admire: "Brother Yi, are you the ancient wizard? With just this little bit of salt, you can handle it so well.

, if you were in ancient times, you must have been a great wizard!"

"In fact, ancient witchcraft really developed from the process of cooking."

Li Yi smiled and said: "The first ancient people to add hallucinogenic plants to their food were the earliest wizards."

"Brother Yi, how come you know everything?"

Wu Lei looked at Li Yi with admiration and scooped up another spoonful of fried rice.

Li Yi shook his head: "I don't know everything. There is one thing I don't know."

"What's up?"

"Your appetite."

Li Yi pointed at the few fried rice plates left: "You have eaten half of the fried rice. Is today a high-carb day for you?"

"ah?"

Wu Lei lowered his head and looked at the plate, surprised: "Did I eat so much? Why didn't I pay attention? It's over! Today's carbohydrates are too high!"

"It's okay."

Li Yi rushed to the two pots of soaked black beans and mung beans on the desk and signaled: "Grin these two pots of beans, and the few carbs will be almost consumed."

Wu Lei glanced at the large basin filled with beans, then at Li Yi: "Brother Yi."

"Um?"

"I seem to be eaten to death by you."

"What words! What do you mean like?"
Chapter completed!