Chapter 939: Snow Tofu Down
Attitude and quality are the foundation that determines success or failure, Bai Haoju's snowflake tofu uses self-made egg tofu, not brine tofu bought on the market, so it will be unique and become Bai Haoju's signature dish, turning batches of new customers into repeat customers. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Sift the golden egg and soy milk mixture through a fine sieve to make the tofu more uniform and free of lumps, and finally pour it into a flat bowl and steam it.
After doing this, Dou Xiaobai began to deal with other ingredients, obviously he hadn't made them for a long time, but he felt very comfortable, as if he had just made them yesterday, and even completely forgot that Qin Yu was behind him.
Qin Yu saw everything in his eyes and had already found something that needed to be improved.
First of all, the height of the mixture, Dou Xiaobai obviously adds too much, which will lead to uneven heating inside and outside, affecting the taste of tofu, should only add three centimeters thick, so that the tofu will be heated evenly, and the taste will reach the best.
Secondly, there is no such thing as plastic wrap in the food continent, if you put a plastic wrap that can be heated in the bowl, you can make the tofu more complete, and cover it with a layer of plastic wrap on top to prevent the water droplets from dripping from the pot lid mountain to destroy the appearance of the tofu.
Of course, Qin Yu didn't say it directly, he didn't want to disturb Dou Xiaobai, because this cooking was very important to Dou Xiaobai, and it was the key to regaining the past, confidence and hope.
After about ten minutes, the smell of eggs mixed with the smell of beans came to my nose when the lid was lifted, and the heat was steaming, adding three points of vitality to this old kitchen.
The golden and delicate egg tofu was successfully out of the pot, and there was a feeling of Q bomb when it shook gently, Dou Xiaobai smiled, and his hands trembled a little excitedly, egg tofu, I really haven't seen you for a long time.
Secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, cut the golden egg tofu into small slices with a knife, add water to the hot pot, blanch the cut tofu in the pot, and then put it in cold water to cool after the water boils to prevent sticking......
Dou Xiaobai was engrossed in one go, and soon the whole kitchen was filled with a faint fragrance.
"Oops, oh no, forgot to hit the snowflakes!" Seeing the last step, Dou Xiaobai suddenly exclaimed and was so frightened that his face turned white, beating the snowflakes with egg whites is a hard work, and it takes a long time to beat it, and now it is obviously too late to beat, and the tofu will be rotten by the time the snowflakes are beaten.
At this moment, Qin Yu handed over the big bowl: "No, the snowflakes you want." ”
"This ......" Dou Xiaobai stared blankly at the white egg whites in the bowl like snowdrifts, and said sneeringly, "How do you know that the snowflakes are beaten with egg whites?"
"Nonsense, I still don't know, hurry up, the tofu is going to melt!" Qin Yu scolded with a smile, this tease is too contemptuous of people, he is a dignified medicine king, how can he not know the production principle of snowflake tofu?
Dou Xiaobai didn't say anything more, and hurriedly scooped the snowflakes that Qin Yu had beaten into the pot, lifted the pot away from the fire, and slowly steamed it with the residual pot heat, and the snowflakes formed by the egg whites were ripe as soon as they were hot, and they began to swell/expand again, shaking gently in the steaming heat, and the scene was wonderful and indescribable.
"Okay, get out of the pot!" Pour the snowflake tofu into a large soup bowl, and then sprinkle some orange finely chopped ham slices, red and white snow clusters, the color is fresh and pure, the fragrance is elegant and pleasant, and the delicious content is really mouth-watering, making people have an urgent urge to immediately send the snow balls and tofu to taste in the mouth.
"Well, it seems that your skills are not bad, I thought you were a tease. Qin Yu made a joke, washed two spoons, and handed one of them to Dou Xiaobai.
"I can't taste it, so I won't eat it, so you can eat it, I hope it won't be too bad. Dou Xiaobai shook his head and refused, intervening vigorously on the apron looking nervous and expectant, he was afraid that Qin Yu would say that it was unpalatable, which proved that he was no longer suitable for cooking, and he was looking forward to a miracle, if Qin Yu said that it was not bad, it meant that he actually had hope of living.
Qin Yu didn't force it, he scooped a spoonful of bone broth soup first, blew the hot air and sent it to his mouth, letting the warm and fragrant soup slip through the taste buds and into his throat, and then gurgle into the stomach, from the mouth to the stomach was connected by the warm feeling, which felt very comfortable.
"Well, it tastes good, the broth is fragrant and fragrant, and the tofu, ham, chicken thighs, fungus and bamboo shoots are soaked in the soup, and the taste is very good. Qin Yu nodded with satisfaction, this is not false, it is just measured by the standard of an ordinary chef, if measured by his standard, he can name several shortcomings, such as a little less salt, not enough time when cooking green onion and ginger, not completely stimulating the aroma, the amount of cooking wine is slightly more, and so on.
However, the disadvantages are the shortcomings, and it is not easy for a person who has lost his sense of taste for many years to still make this taste.
"Really, how about trying tofu and snowflakes!" Dou Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he began to swallow his saliva, and his face turned red with excitement, and he kept rubbing his hands.
Qin Yu scooped another spoonful, the contents of the spoon were incomparably rich, "snow balls", tofu slices, ham slices, fungus, bamboo shoot slices, chicken thigh slices, and the delicious soup that fused all into one, which can be said to condense the contents of a pot in one spoonful.
"Not bad, not bad, really good, you can continue to open the store, why did you give up?" Qin Yu said vaguely while chewing with hot air, maybe he beat the egg whites well, the taste of the snow ball is completely indescribable, only by tasting it with your own mouth, can you feel that wonderful taste. There is also tofu, the softness of the tofu, the chewiness of the chicken thighs, and the crispness of the fungus and bamboo shoots, which make the taste particularly layered, forming a rich taste experience in one bite.
"Really, is it really true? I shouldn't have given up?" Dou Xiaobai's eyes were red with excitement, and he was almost crying with tears, he had been decadent for so long, desperate for so long, and depressed for so long, he finally got affirmation, and finally saw a glimmer of hope, his mood at the moment was really as indescribable as the taste of the snow ball, he really hugged Qin Yu and cried, the noble man of fate, why did you only appear now!
If Qin Yu knew Dou Xiaobai's thoughts, he would definitely kick him out, hug your sister, brother, it's okay for me to be a tease with you!
"Well, it's true, keep in mind the amount of each ingredient and accurately grasp the heat and time of each step, even if you don't have a sense of taste, you can infinitely replicate your signature snowflake tofu. After Qin Yu finished speaking, he forced the clean spoon into his hand, "This is your destiny tofu, I order you to eat it all." ”
"What about you, aren't you eating?" asked Dou Xiaobai, wiping his eyes.
Qin Yu rolled up his sleeves and said hesitantly: "One bite is enough for me, now I also want to make snowflake tofu again, you watch while eating, pay attention to the changes I make, as well as the mastery of seasoning and heat, this will make your snowflake tofu overall to the next level!"
(ps: I suddenly remembered that the fantasy-level food in the book cannot be imitated, and the real-life food can be imitated, such as this snowflake tofu, the points and steps mentioned are absolutely true, and the follow-up steps are not discussed in detail, after all, it is a novel not a recipe for detailed explanation, pounding the table and laughing~) (To be continued.) )