Chapter 476 This is the Soup

The same method as when adding chicken leg paste, the fat man added chicken breast paste in circles while stirring the soup at a constant speed.

Unlike the state of the chicken leg paste when it was added to the soup, the soup immediately turned white after the meat paste was added to the pot. The fat man stirred it slightly and then put away the spoon.

After the soup noodles boiled again, the fat man did not move the pot, but directly turned down the heat to keep the soup in a critical state of being on the verge of boiling.

The soup seemed to be unable to boil, and the chicken paste gradually floated up like snowflakes. When the soup surface was covered with white chicken paste, the fat man turned down the heat again.

Half an hour later, among the quietly floating and blooming chicken puree, the soup continued to surge slowly like a spring. From the gaps in the surging water, one could see that the soup became visibly clear and transparent. The fat man took a look and turned off the fire.

The next step is to filter again. This time, the fat man put several thick layers of filter pads, first the drawer cloth, then paper towels, oil-absorbing paper, and finally gauze.

After filtering, the soup poured out again is miraculously pure, like light tea, without any impurities or oil.

Zhao Xiaojing was surprised by the transformation of the soup when the fat man turned around and smiled, "Isn't this soup well cleaned?"

"So this is what sweeping the soup means!" Zhao Xiaojing suddenly realized.

If you think about it more carefully, isn't this operation of using meat puree to absorb sticky impurities in the soup after making it boil, and then filtering it repeatedly to make the soup as clear as light tea, actually sweeping the soup?

It’s just that the most famous dishes of Saotang are Sichuan chicken tofu and boiled cabbage, and I had only heard about it and this was the first time I saw the process in person, so I didn’t think of it for a while.

"Does Cantonese cuisine also require soup cleaning?" asked Zhao Xiaojing.

“Of course, Cantonese cuisine uses soup more often. Authentic traditional soups all require broth cleaning, but each dish requires a different kind of soup, and sometimes the degree of soup required is also different.” The fat man explained as he brought the cleaned soup pot back to the stove, poured in the remaining half pot of broth, and also poured in the floral dew on the side, stirred it, turned on the fire, and immediately turned off the heat after it boiled.

Then pour the soup into a bowl, place it in the corner of the kitchen, and turn on the industrial fan to cool it down.

After this series of operations, it was getting dark. After Zhao Xiaojing had kept the broth for five hours, she also prepared the braising soup and put the pig's feet into it. After tightening it over high heat, stimulating it over medium heat, and locking the moisture over low heat, she began to cool down the braising pot and soak it again.

It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that everyone, after a busy day, finally finished their work.

We originally thought that everyone was very tired after a day's work, but when we were about to get on the bus back to Baitao, someone muttered that he wanted to have a midnight snack. The group of contestants who were tortured by the aroma that they could only smell but not eat immediately responded collectively, and finally gathered at the midnight snack shop. The ten people were divided into two tables, Gu Yanghui and his teammates at one table, and the fat man and eight others at another table.

"Braised pig's trotters! Spicy pig's tail! Stir-fried pork with garlic and chili!"

"Steamed spare ribs! Flavored chicken! Stir-fried bullfrog! Deep-fried braised pig's trotters!"

"Crayfish! Grilled squid tentacles! Ace chicken feet! Garlic razor clams!"

"Twenty skewers of beef! Twenty skewers of mutton! Twenty skewers of pork! Twenty skewers of butter! Two dozen oysters! Twenty skewers of shrimp!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Mo Feixiang was writing down the menu that a group of people had ordered on paper when Nian Fusheng next to him interrupted him.

"Guys, there are eight of us, not eighty! Besides, didn't we all have dinner tonight? At the rate you guys keep ordering, there'll be enough food for eighty people!"

Mo Feixiang paused while happily writing the menu. "Who ordered all this? Isn't it all for nothing?! Hurry up and cut it off! How am I supposed to eat so much? Who ordered this? Hurry!"

"Well, then I have to cut off my pig's tail... No! I can't cut this! I have to cut off the braised pork with chili peppers... No, I really want to eat braised pork. What about braised pig's trotters? But I'm really craving pig's trotters! Hiss... It's so difficult!" Lu Pengyun grabbed his head.

"Ah! I want to eat my crayfish, grilled squid tentacles, and ace chicken feet too... Can you not reduce the amount?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with these dishes? I don't want to lose any of them!"

"Can't lose any weight? Fine." Mo Feixiang glared and tore down the menu. "Order everything again. Each person is only allowed to order one dish!"

“Ah, this…”

"ah……"

"Then I choose fried and braised pig's trotters!" Lu Pengyun slapped the table.

"Didn't you just say you couldn't lose any of that pig tail, chili braised pork or something?"

"Fried braised pig's trotters, you can eat braised pig's trotters, and it's faster!" Lu Pengyun looked at Zhao Xiaojing with a firm look.

"Why don't you just drink some of her stew tomorrow? Why are you still thinking about the braised pig's trotters?" The fat man said, swallowing his saliva. "Give me a roasted pig's trotter!"

"Then I want braised pork trotters!"

"Are you guys arguing with pig's trotters? Let me see! Is there any pure braised pig's trotters on the menu? Give me one..."

Zhao Xiaojing was both amused and confused as she listened to the sound of a group of people ordering dishes.

This was because her braised soup needed to be cooled down, so after taking out the pig's trotters, she used a fan to blow on it, and the temperature only dropped when everyone left.

The broth itself was rich in flavor, especially the system-made broth. The fan blew the aroma directly into everyone's faces, lingering until the very end, whetting their appetites and drawing their attention.

"We have extra braised chicken feet tonight, and everyone can enjoy them tomorrow. The braising liquid really needs to cool down, so I'm sorry." Zhao Xiaojing said hurriedly when the ordering process was finally over.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's a blessing to be able to smell this aroma. The customers will definitely be satisfied with the taste! Besides chicken feet, is there anything else you can braise?"

"Yes, braised pig's trotters need to be braised in advance. Is pig's head okay?"

"I, I want to eat duck neck! Can it be braised?"

"I ordered the pig's tail!"

"Then I'll order..."

Amidst the chatter, the topic immediately shifted to the marinade, and those who had just ordered their dishes began a new round of ordering.

The rambling discussion continued until the food was served. As soon as the food was served, the eight people who had already eaten dinner devoured it as if they had not eaten anything. A midnight snack of eight dishes and countless barbecues were quickly finished in half an hour.

After eating and drinking, the bus took everyone back to the Baitao headquarters. Zhao Xiaojing had just said goodbye to the fat man and was about to return to the dormitory when the deputy captain called her.

Zhao Xiaojing turned around and saw Gu Yanghui again.

"Deputy Captain, I heard you're going to buy groceries at six o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah, Captain Gu, what time do you plan to buy it?" This was a free bonus, Zhao Xiaojing smiled in her heart and asked knowingly.

"Six o'clock is too early. There are only two of us here. If we get up too early, we won't be able to hold on..."

"Oh, then Captain Gu, you can go buy it at nine o'clock. The vegetable market is open until seven or eight in the evening."