Chapter 67: Strange Aunt
"Honey-glazed barbecued pork, not bad, keep it up!" Ye Shuyi also commented.
At present, everyone has dishes that they want to make. No matter what, at least we are not flying around in confusion, which is good.
"Sister Shuyi, what about you? Have you decided what dish to cook?" Shi Ruoxin asked curiously.
Among this group of people, she most wanted to know what Sister Shuyi did.
Because every time she makes a move, she always amazes everyone.
Ye Shuyi smiled, but kept it a secret: "You'll know when the time comes!"
After all this time, Ye Shuyi herself didn't say anything.
This is somewhat unfair.
"Ms. Ye, I'm really curious, just tell me!" It was Lv Wen who spoke. "Could it be a dessert too? Sister Shuyi, I'll make a reservation first. If it's a dessert, you can make it for me after the competition."
Foodie.
"It's not a dessert." Ye Shuyi still didn't say, "Since you're curious, tell everyone. But you can guess first."
"I guess it's something similar to sweet and sour pork ribs, also made with drinks." Shi Ruoxin remembered that Ye Shuyi stewed pork ribs with apple juice a few days ago, so she made a bold guess.
"No, I won't make similar dishes when I serve them. I want to surprise their taste buds." If you've eaten it, you won't be amazed anymore.
"Okay." Shi Ruoxin didn't guess right, and felt a little lonely when she heard Ye Shuyi's words.
She also needs to learn how to cook for herself and can't always rely on Ye Shuyi's "martial arts secrets".
"Sister Shuyi, are you going to make soup? The white pepper pork belly and chicken and black chicken and pork ribs soups you made before were both good and very Hong Kong-style." Wu Shuorong felt that the dishes made by Ye Shuyi were definitely different from theirs.
Fewer people should make soup.
"Your idea is good, but I don't make soup." Ye Shuyi understood that Wu Shuorong knew her style too well.
"If I were to guess, is it soup dumplings? I saw you making it in the kitchen a while ago, but you didn't serve it out for everyone to try. Maybe it's not ripe yet." Lu Wen said what he thought.
"Hahaha, no." Ye Shuyi knew what time he was talking about.
"I am indeed making soup dumplings, but that is for my boss's breakfast," said Ye Shuyi.
The bosses are Chen Nanfeng and Ms. Fang.
The skin of the soup dumpling is thin and elastic, and the soup inside is rich. It is so satisfying to take a bite. The soup overflows between the teeth. The taste is rich, mellow and delicious, and the meat filling is soft and tender.
Since it’s not soup dumplings, nor soup, nor sweet and sour spare ribs, then what else is it?
Qian Yingcai thought about it for a moment and came up with an idea: "Could it be fried noodles?"
Ye Shuyi has recently become obsessed with fried noodles and has eaten them for several meals in a row.
"Hahaha, no. I just want to eat noodles instead of rice these days." Ye Shuyi said.
It seemed like no one had guessed correctly, so she had to reveal the answer: "It's barbecue!"
"Barbecue?" they said in unison.
This is so unexpected.
I've never heard of having a barbecue in a cooking competition before!
"Sister Shuyi, are you serious?" Shi Ruoxin asked uncertainly.
"Of course!" When has Ye Shuyi ever lied to anyone?
"The grilled oysters? They are indeed very popular." Lu Wen said.
He loves sweet food, but he can eat twenty grilled oysters.
"No. I won't go into details!" Ye Shuyi had already revealed a lot by giving the category.
"All right."
After Ye Shuyi chatted with the chef of Xiangjiang Kitchen, she went to Ye Ji to chat again.
Ye Junhui said he didn't want to join in the fun and just wanted to watch.
Yes, my dad is also sixty years old this year.
Now that there are many more employees in the store, he can practice Tai Chi with his old friends in peace.
He worked in the catering industry just to make a living. After his daughter took over, Ye Ji's business became better and better, so he didn't have to work as hard.
Xie Yanfei said that he wanted to make pastries. Following the Double Skin Milk Rhyme, he made another innovative pastry, but it has not yet been sold on the market.
"What is it?" Ye Shuyi was curious.
"Lotus Thousand Layer Pastry." Xie Yanfei said.
"I've heard of lotus pastry. It's soft, sweet, and has distinct layers of taste. But what's the difference between lotus thousand-layer pastry and this?" Ye Shuyi didn't understand.
"There is a difference. The traditional lotus pastry has a simple taste... Sister Shuyi, you will know when you see it!" Xie Yanfei also kept it a secret.
"Okay, let's see how you perform then!" Ye Shuyi said with a smile.
Xie Yanfei is really suitable for making pastries because he has a basic knowledge of baking.
"Liu Chuan, what about you?"
She is new here and is as shy as Shi Ruoxin. She used to make a living by selling tea and likes to cook in her spare time.
After she figured it out on her own and cooked some good home-cooked meals, Ye Shuyi invited her to the restaurant.
"I, I want to make tea noodles." She thought for a while before saying.
This was actually her brilliant idea.
Because there has never been a dish like this.
"Oh? I've only heard of chazuke before, but this is the first time I've heard of instant noodles."
Tea rice porridge sounds good. As far as Ye Shuyi knows, tea rice porridge can be found in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai areas, and even in the capital.
There is also Japanese-style ochazuke.
But this tea is not necessarily real tea. It depends on the place. Some places call a certain kind of soup tea and use it to soak rice.
"Well, this is something I researched recently. Because I used to sell tea, I know the taste and characteristics of each tea very well. And I also know how to match them together. So I thought, since tea can be drunk and noodles can be eaten, what will happen if we combine them together?" She spoke softly, but very seriously.
"Yeah, okay."
He's a chef with ideas.
The last one mentioned is Gao Peng.
"I just want to make some beef offal, a famous dish from Hong Kong and Guangdong! Everyone loves it, young or old, male or female." Gao Peng is full of confidence.
"OK!"
Let a hundred flowers bloom, that’s good.
Many people confuse beef offal, malatang and oden.
But strictly speaking they are not the same.
Originated from Guangzhou in the Guangdong region, beef offal is mainly made from beef offal, such as tripe, neck, intestines, and heart. Other common ingredients include sausage, cabbage, coriander, meatballs, fish balls, and mushrooms.
These foods are often found at street vendors. They boil them, pick them up, put them in small plates or stainless steel dishes covered with white plastic bags, add your favorite toppings, such as ketchup, chili sauce, spicy sauce, peanut oil, light soy sauce, etc., and eat them with a bamboo skewer. It is very satisfying.
Malatang originated from Sichuan, and oden originated from Sakura Island.
Later, these foods were mixed together and became known as beef offal spicy hot pot, which spread throughout the country and incorporated local characteristics. For example, Northeastern spicy hot pot, Guangdong and Guangxi spicy hot pot, and Sichuan spicy hot pot.
"Come on, everyone. Don't feel too stressed. Just treat it as an experience." Ye Shuyi said to them.
"good."
After a walk, Ye Shuyi returned to Central and saw an old lady sitting on the threshold of their small Xiangjiang kitchen and refusing to leave.
What's going on?
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