Chapter 62: White meat in clothes, chrysanthemum tofu soup, Buddha's hand Guanyin lotus

Le Youyou opened the casserole that had been stewing, and the thick and bright sauce rolled slightly with a pinch of abalone. She took the chopsticks and dipped them in the sauce. The familiar smell made her even more stunned. She pointed to the pinch of abalone in front of her, "Qingxiu... how could you cook this soft-boiled abalone?"

"Ah!" Qingxiu raised her head ignorantly as Le Youyou opened her first-grade bacon, and rushed to Le Youyou to close the lid on the casserole, sighed cautiously, "Negod, this type of bacon cannot be opened for too long. If the steam leaves, the first-grade bacon will not be able to be made!"

The handsome and serious educator Le Youyou frowned, "Qingxiu, who did you learn this dish from?"

"Qingxiu asked the imperial chef Kemo for a long time. He told Qingxiu the secret recipe of this dish and told Qingxiu not to tell it...ah!"

Qingxiu suddenly remembered that she could not tell the secret she could not tell and she said it casually, and hurriedly covered her mouth and looked at Le Youyou in shock.

Le Youyou raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but curl up, "Don't be afraid! I'll teach Komo and the others this dish, but Komo is willing to teach you if you have done a miserable act?"

She asked unintentionally, but she saw the blush on Qingxiu's face, "Qingxiu, you shouldn't have really done that kind of misfortune with Kemo, right? Don't you know that the harem is going to be executed if you are unwilling to do something privately?"

Qingxiu was so scared that she knelt on the ground, "Neighbors, Qingxiu and the Imperial Chef Kemo really did not do anything to be miserable. Kemo just asked Qingxiu to say a few more beautiful words in front of the Concubine Zhen in the future, and brought their brothers to the kitchen of Xiuli Palace, so that they no longer had to be mad as the Imperial Chef! Qingxiu really did not do anything to be miserable..."

Qingxiu pear blossoms kowtowed to Le Youyou with a brisk manner. Her heart slowly fell with her smile. She raised Qingxiu with one hand, "If it is really a beautiful word, it's no problem, but as a girl, you must be clean, do you know? Otherwise, not only Xiuli Palace can't tolerate you, but the world can't tolerate you!"

Qingxiu sniffed and nodded, "Neighbor, please don't tell the Empress about this, otherwise the Empress would think Qingxiu is an outsider and drive Qingxiu out of Xiuli Palace. Please..."

When Qingxiu was thinking of kneeling down and begging for mercy, Le Youyou quickly pulled her arm, "Don't kneel down and beg for mercy in front of me!"

She looked at Qingxiu's terrified little face as white as gray, and couldn't help but sigh, "I won't tell anyone to listen, but you have to pay a price if you do some things. I hope Qingxiu will think about it again and again, otherwise you will have to pay a heavy price!"

Le Youyou looked at Qingxiu helplessly, opened the casserole and picked up two spoons of honey, poured it in, and said softly: "Komo still reserves you. If the sweetness is not enough, the soft-boiled abalone will not be fresh enough, and the taste will not be so delicious."

"Negotiable..." Qingxiu watched Le Youyou cover the casserole again, and looked at the kitchen knife in her hand with surprise, and quickly flashed on the peeled cucumber, and finally a long hollow cucumber like a straw raincoat appeared. "Negotiable, this is the legendary straw raincoat knife technique, right?"

Le Youyou put the cucumber in the straw raincoat on the plate, pursed his lips and smiled without answering the pretty words, but began to cook - dry the white meat in the clothes.

The white meat in the clothes drying is a dish made by an employer for Le Youyou during her mission. This dish comes from Sichuan. Because the Sichuan area is wet, people often set up two brackets for drying clothes, and then raise a bamboo pole in the middle. Put the washed clothes on the bamboo pole and put them in the sun to dry.

A skillful chef introduced this folk custom into the kitchen and made it into white meat for drying clothes. The dishes were like red and white shirts hanging on rural bamboo clothes hangers. On the drying ground, the rural atmosphere came to your face, and the mouth was fat but not greasy.

Therefore, Leyouyou used this dish as a dish after the crystal pig's trotter after the cold dish. Only when the cold dish is hot can people's stomach be hot and cold, causing adverse reactions.

She let out a gentle breath, put the upper pork belly into a cold water pot, then threw in three slices of ginger, and let the pork belly cook in the pot.

At this moment, she put the grass fruit, star anise, broccoli, cinnamon, ginger slices and chili powder into a large bowl, then pour peanut oil into another red super pan, and when the oil pan smokes, she shovels the hot oil and pours it into the bowl to cool. At this moment, she peels the other two cucumbers into several pieces with both hands, and then slowly cuts them into long slices of cucumbers with the same thickness and puts them on the cutting board.

She put the pork belly she picked up with one hand and poured the warm oil several times into the bowl of seasoning with the other hand to make red oil. Then she re-burned the oil pan, poured in an appropriate amount of water and soy sauce, and added Xiangya, Caoguo, star anise, and brown sugar to mix with each other.

Le Youyou watched the brown sugar dissolved in the wok and the sauce began to dry. He poured out the soy sauce, then mixed the red soy sauce and the red oil together to form a bright and fragrant sauce. Then she added the garlic paste and a small amount of chicken soup to mix the thick sauce and dilute it into a slightly thick sauce.

She took the temporary modified clothes rack to the plate, picked up the pork belly and put it on the cutting board, and quickly cut it into slices that were consistent with the thickness of the cucumber slices, and arranged one slice of cucumber and one slice of meat neatly and evenly.

Finally, Le Youyou used a chopstick to penetrate the bottom of the white meat in the clothes, carefully transitioned it to the clothes rack, and placed a sauce dish in the shape of a carved sauce at the bottom.

The seemingly simple white meat of clothes appeared from Le Youyou's hand. Qingxiu looked up and saw another dish appear. Her eyes couldn't help but be kind. When she wanted to ask Le Youyou's questions, she found that she was once again engaged in cooking and danced happily like a tired and was cutting tofu.

Le Youyou removed the old skin of the white tofu in his hand, leaving the tenderest part. The tofu, which was about five years old, was cut by her forty-nine pieces of tofu under her light knife skills. Each knife had the same spacing, and a neatly arranged small grid appeared on the tofu.

After she threw the tofu into hot water and slightly removed the tofu fragments and impurities, she carefully took it up and put it into a steaming bowl. The six steaming bowls took ten pieces of tofu and three incense sticks of Leyouyou.

Le Youyou put the last tofu into the sixth bowl, took a deep breath, carefully poured the warm-cooked chicken soup into the steaming bowl, and used chopsticks to pick the shape of the tofu from above, making it bloom like a chrysanthemum. Each tofu strip is like every petal of chrysanthemum, floating slightly in the chicken soup, as if it was cool in the chrysanthemum like a chrysanthemum.

After she put the wolfberry into the center of each chrysanthemum tofu, she carefully put the six bowls of soup into the steamer and shouted loudly: "Come here, I have something to tell you!"

Qingxiu hurriedly walked up to her, looked at her nervously, and asked in a soft voice: "I don't know what the noble man has to give?"

Le Youyou looked at her timid and blinked her eyes, "Now time is not allowed to stay here to watch these six bowls of chrysanthemum tofu soup. You can start the chrysanthemum tofu soup by waiting for a small half of the incense stick."

"Okay!" Qingxiu nodded clearly and asked timidly: "Neither, let's make that dish by yourself! Qingxiu doesn't have that ability..."

Le Youyou put down the ingredients in his hand and raised his eyebrows, "I'm making it? Haven't you made it all? Soup and lush abalone with straw raincoat cucumber, it's pretty good!"

Le Youyou's simple answer gave Qingxiu a hope. Qingxiu looked at Le Youyou overjoyed, "Thank you, noble man!"

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, thank yourself. Because of your own efforts, you will be able to have today's heart-boiled abalone!" Le Youyou picked up the little cabbage and the big cabbage, and his mind flashed quickly - Buddha's hand Guanyin Lotus.

Le Youyou wiped away the sweat that was oozing out of the heat, twisted her wrist slightly tiredly, and quietly watched the cabbage, cabbage, fish paste, shrimp paste, Jinhua ham, broccoli, and salted eggs she had prepared.

She lifted her teeth, but she smiled slightly with a serious expression on her face, encouraging herself: "Le Youyou! It's time to do it!"

She rolled up her sleeves, poured the shrimp paste and fish paste into a large bowl, added salt, sugar, ginger powder, pepper, sesame oil and an appropriate amount of water to stir evenly and put it in a corner.

Then, when the salted duck eggs and broccoli were put into a hot pot of water, she added the soaked shrimps to the stock and cooked them, and then added an appropriate amount of salt.

She picked up the broccoli with one hand and threw the salted duck egg into the cold water with the other; she flicked her body and flicked her with Jinhua ham and big and small cabbage in front of the chopping board.

Le Youyou sucked his nose and carefully sniffed the Jinhua ham in front of him for more than 80 years. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. He cut the Jinhua ham into small strips with the same length, width and thickness just right;

Then she peeled off the old leaves of the large and small cabbage, and fell three inches on the bottom of the cabbage with a knife, and immediately separated the upper part. She immediately used a knife to carve the bottom of the cabbage into the shape of a lotus, carefully stripped it into a hot water pot and cooked it for a stick of incense. At the same time, she washed the cabbage stems and cut it into long sections of about ten centimeters, and then cut it into a hot water pot and cooked until transparent.

After one stick of incense, the cabbage was cooked until transparent. She quickly and carefully picked up the cabbage to avoid destroying the shape of the cabbage during the fishing process. She put the cabbage on the drain rack and waited for the drainage.

At the same time, she carefully folded the stems of the cabbage into three folds, and evenly cut them out for five times, carefully inlaid the meat paste she stirred evenly, then moved the cabbage to the plate, and then spread another section of cabbage, and so on all the cabbage inlaid with meat paste, she inserted the cut ham into the cabbage that was cut into the Buddha's hand shape.

After that, she placed the lotus-shaped cabbage in the center of the plate, carefully pierced it into blooming lotus, then drizzled it with a spoonful of broth, and placed the prepared meatballs in the middle seat of each cemetery's Buddha-hand cabbage and mixed the dish. This semi-finished Buddha-hand Guanyin lotus was completed.

But when she put the Buddha's hand Guanyin lotus in the steamer and steamed half a stick of incense, she found that Qingxiu had already put the chrysanthemum tofu soup in the pot and carefully put the chrysanthemums inside slightly. She nodded with satisfaction, "Qingxiu, put your soft-boiled abalone into the pot!"

Qingxiu was stunned and nodded quickly, "Neither, wait until I pick the last chrysanthemum and go."

Le Youyou took this opportunity to chop the salted duck egg blog and chopped the broccoli. Pour the two into the pot and stir-fry them while adding a small amount of broth to cook. At this moment, she picked up the Buddha's hand Guanyin Lotus and poured the soup into a wok and mixed it with the previous broth. She slightly thickened the sauce and poured sesame oil to add the aroma of Buddha's hand Guanyin Lotus.

Finally, when the broth turned bright, she poured the sauce of the broth evenly on the Buddha's hand Guanyin lotus, and evenly sprinkled the excess broccoli and salted eggs on the surface. A fragrant Buddha's hand Guanyin lotus appeared.

She had just put the Buddha's hand Guanyin Lotus on the table, and her father-in-law hurriedly walked into the kitchen and shouted: "Oh! Not good! Not good--"

Le Youyou watched Madam Bu break into the kitchen, and frowned involuntarily, thinking: Madam Bu comes, Gu Yu must have no good news to find her...

"Duan Daughter, don't be impatient! What happened?"
Chapter completed!