Chapter 57: White-Cut Chicken 2
Although they knew that Mo Qingyan was here to challenge them, the employees of Langwei Pavilion still carefully cleaned the chicken's internal organs for Mo Qingyan.
After getting the chicken and chicken offal, Mo Qingyan checked them carefully. After making sure there was no problem, she prepared two large pots.
Put ginger slices into a large pot, add water and bring to a boil, and fill another large pot with ice water.
Boiled chicken is actually a cold dish.
When eating, it is chopped as it is eaten, hence the name white-cut chicken. Of course, in Guangdong and Guangdong, it is also called white-cut chicken.
The white-cut chicken is a must-have dish in major important occasions in Guangdong and Guangdong.
In Guangyue, there is a saying that no chicken can leave Guangyue. From this sentence, we can see how much the people of Guangdong and Guangdong love chicken.
There are actually many ways to cook poached chicken.
Different cooking methods will produce different tastes of poached chicken.
Real poached chicken is not something you can just put in a pot, cook and take out.
Although the method of cooking poached chicken is simple, it requires a lot of skills and patience to make it delicious.
After Mo Qingyan rinsed the chicken clean, she began to process the chicken offal.
The processing method of chicken offal is the same as that of beef offal.
First use salt and cornstarch, knead for a few minutes, rinse, and then knead with salt and cornstarch again.
After rubbing and washing like this three times, basically all the dirt in the chicken offal will be washed away.
Then wait until the water in the pot boils, take out some of the water, blanch the chicken offal twice, and set aside for later use.
Then, throw a few slices of ginger into the pot of boiling water. Next, place the whole chicken into the boiling pot.
The water in the pot must submerge the entire chicken. After making sure the entire chicken is immersed in the boiling water, wait for two minutes.
Two minutes is enough time for the heat from the boiling water to penetrate the chicken skin.
However, the boiling water is not hot enough to soak the chicken within two minutes.
After two minutes, remove the chicken and place it in another pot filled with ice water.
Thermal expansion and thermal contraction.
The purpose of doing this is to make the chicken skin more tough, crispy and chewy.
After soaking the chicken in ice water for three minutes, take it out immediately.
The secret to making poached chicken is: hot two, cold three, and four.
Soak in hot water for two minutes, then in cold water for three minutes, and repeat this process four times.
Seeing Mo Qingyan soaking in hot water and then in ice water, Lang Yueming curled his lips.
He muttered, "What a fuss. Are you bathing the chicken?"
Mo Qingyan's approach really looked like she was bathing a chicken.
It's really confusing.
Song Beichen didn't understand, but he believed in his heart that there must be a reason why Mo Qingyan did this.
Zhou Ningren didn't understand it at first, but then he seemed to understand it quickly.
However, what Mo Qingyan did next was something even he couldn’t understand.
Mo Qingyan put the chicken back into the hot water pot.
Then, open fire.
After the water in the pot started to boil, Mo Qingyan turned off the fire.
He actually turned off the fire and covered the pot.
Then Mo Qingyan sat aside, picked up her mobile phone, and started playing games.
The gaming industry in China is much more developed than the world Mo Qingyan was in before.
All kinds of games are everywhere.
Mo Qingyan, who doesn't play games much, couldn't help but be attracted.
There are quite a few games at home. When Mo Qingyan is bored, she starts playing games to pass the time.
Seeing Song Beichen still standing there stupidly, Mo Qingyan patted the chair next to him and said to him, "What are you standing there for? Come and sit down!"
Song Beichen sat beside him in a daze, and then asked Mo Qingyan: "Brother Mo, you don't want to be a prostitute anymore?"
"Aren't I doing it?" Mo Qingyan pointed to the pot with the lid on and the fire off.
"Ah? But you turned off the engine, how do you do this?" Song Beichen was a little dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw someone being cooked like this.
"Don't worry about this, just wait. I just happen to be in need of a partner, come and partner with me." Mo Qingyan shook her phone with the game page open towards Song Beichen.
When Song Beichen saw the game, he immediately took out his phone and said, "Brother Mo, you have found the right person. I am the king of this game. As long as I take action, there is no losing game."
Then, the two of them took out their phones and started playing games.
"Move, move, move, pay attention, where are you running to and what are you doing?"
"Help me, help me, come quickly, they are all besieging me."
"Oh my god, Song Beichen, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you were the king? Why didn't you leave when someone cut you down?"
"I left, but his knife was too fast. Wow, this special effect, damn, the opponent must be cheating."
"Ahhh, Brother Mo, save me, I'm going to die."
"Hey, here it comes, get out of the way quickly. You were pretty good at playing games before, how come you've become such a wretch? It turns out that you're only suited for single-player games."
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The more they played, the more excited they became, and the more reckless they became.
Lang Yueming, who was cooking, looked up several times and found that Mo Qingyan turned off the fire shortly after putting the chicken into the pot.
Then he just sat there playing games without making any move to prepare to cook.
Lang Yueming couldn't help but sneer.
Sure enough, amateur chefs are amateur chefs.
Did Mo Qingyan know that her cooking skills couldn't compare to his, so she just gave up the competition?
I just used some provocation to get him to agree to participate in the competition.
As a result, the game had just started for a short time when Mo Qingyan started to play badly.
Lang Yueming suddenly felt bored.
However, since it was a competition, he had to prepare his dish perfectly.
So he concentrated on making his chicken.
One of them is concentrating on cooking, while the other is sitting aside playing games. The picture is really polarized.
Those customers who originally wanted to see an exciting showdown suddenly found it extremely boring.
"What's going on? Why doesn't that boy work as a prostitute anymore?"
"He's actually sitting there playing games and shouting so loudly. He totally doesn't take this game seriously!"
"What's there to compete for? I think he knew he couldn't beat Lang Yueming, so he just gave up."
"I thought this kid was quite courageous. He must have some skills to challenge Langwei Pavilion. I didn't expect that he was just a boaster."
"Is this competition still necessary?"
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Even Zhou Ningren, who had always supported Mo Qingyan in his heart, was confused when he saw Mo Qingyan's actions.
What’s going on? Why don’t you continue to be a prostitute, but instead sit there playing games?
Zhou Ningren would not think that Mo Qingyan felt that she could not compare with Lang Yueming, a state banquet-level chef.
Because Zhou Ningren had eaten the beef brisket pot made by Mo Qingyan, he knew that Mo Qingyan's cooking skills were better than his.
Later, Zhou Ningren found out that Mo Qingyan was live streaming, and he went to watch it.
It’s a pity that he was busy at the time and didn’t buy the beef offal which was said to be even more delicious than the beef brisket pot.
This is his regret.
However, just based on her cooking skills for the beef brisket pot, Mo Qingyan is more than capable of surpassing Lang Yueming.
The audience in the live broadcast room were also very confused when they saw Mo Qingyan sitting there playing games.
"What is this operation, Brother Mo?"
"They are bathing the chicken. It looks very smooth to me. Why do they suddenly stop bathing?"
"Could it be that Brother Mo was annoyed that the chicken was not washed quickly enough, so he got angry and simply stopped washing it?"
"I was completely confused. I only saw Brother Mo giving the chicken a hot bath, then a cold bath. Now, he is just taking the chicken to take a bath."
"Haha, the description above is so vivid."
"What hatred or grudge does this chicken have against Brother Mo? Why is he being treated like this? (funny)"
"Hey, hey, hey, can you guys be serious? Our Brother Mo is not bathing the chicken, he is fucking the chicken, fucking the chicken!"
"Brother Mo, you were preparing to make chicken soup and wanted to turn down the heat, but you accidentally turned it off?"
"Quick, someone come and remind Brother Mo, he forgot to open fire."
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Gao Moqi, who was far away in another city, was also watching Mo Qingyan's live broadcast at this time.
Ever since he had eaten Mo Qingyan's food, he has always been paying attention to Mo Qingyan.
Because Mo Qingyan's cooking skills were the most spiritual he had ever seen.
Every time, Mo Qingyan would bring him different surprises.
Therefore, he also followed Mo Qingyan's live broadcast. Every time Mo Qingyan started broadcasting, he would get a reminder.
At the beginning, when Gao Moqi saw Mo Qingyan giving the chicken "hot baths and cold baths" four times in a row, he instantly saw Mo Qingyan's intention.
However, he also became a little confused when he saw that Mo Qingyan later put the chicken directly into the hot water pot and turned off the fire.
With just four times of soaking the chicken in hot and cold water, Mo Qingyan could not possibly cook it.
If you want a whole chicken to be cooked through, you have to cook it.
Even later, Mo Qingyan put the chicken directly into the pot and boiled the water in the pot again. It only takes a few minutes.
According to this time, the chicken still cannot be cooked through.
Now, Mo Qingyan simply threw the chicken into the pot and sat aside playing games.
What is he doing?
This was the first time he had encountered Mo Qingyan's method of cooking a prostitute.
Gao Moqi crossed his hands, placed them at his chin, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at the stainless steel pot in the live broadcast room that had been turned off.
Connect all the things Mo Qingyan had just done together, trying to find out the reason why Mo Qingyan did this.
Because Gao Moqi also didn't believe that Mo Qingyan would really give up the competition in this way just because she felt that she couldn't beat Lang Yueming.
Although Lang Yueming is a third-level state banquet chef, Gao Moqi has been a judge for Lang Yueming before and knows his cooking skills.
With Mo Qingyan's cooking skills, it is impossible for her to lose to Lang Yueming.
Unless Mo Qingyan wanted to lose on purpose.
But will Mo Qingyan do this?
That definitely won’t happen.
Suddenly, Gao Moqi was slightly stunned, and he seemed to understand something in an instant.
Then the corners of his originally straight mouth slightly raised.
"So that's how it is."
He understood why Mo Qingyan wanted to turn off the engine.
This really was beyond Gao Moqi's expectations.
He didn't expect that Mo Qingyan would think of cooking chicken in such a way.
This is truly unprecedented. Gao Moqi has never even heard of this method of cooking a chicken.
Gao Moqi suddenly became very much looking forward to Mo Qingyan's dishes.
Lang Yueming's chicken had already been marinated, and then he put the marinated chicken into the oven.
What he is going to make is their Langweige's ancestral roast chicken.
In the past, Lang Yueming’s great-grandfather built his family and business by selling roasted chicken.
Later, he opened Langwei Pavilion based on this roast chicken.
Later, after being improved by Grandpa Lang Yueming, the roast chicken tasted even better than the one passed down by his great-grandfather.
It can be said that this roast chicken is the signature dish of Langweige.
Lang Yueming originally didn't want to use this dish for the competition.
However, he finally took over Langwei Pavilion, and he finally met someone who was so blind as to dare to challenge him.
Although he is just an amateur chef, he also wants to show off his cooking skills. Shock Mo Qingyan, this amateur chef, and let him see the gap between him and the state banquet-level chefs.
That’s why I chose this signature dish.
Lang Yueming's cooking skills are actually still some distance away from his grandfather's.
Even though they are making the same signature roast chicken, the taste of the chicken made by Lang Yueming and his grandfather is different.
However, Lang Yueming felt that even so, it was enough to defeat Mo Qingyan.
Lang Yueming's roast chicken is cut into pieces and roasted in a traditional earthen kiln.
This kind of roast chicken baked in an earthen kiln is really delicious.
In addition, Lang Yueming used their ancestral secret recipe for marinating roast chicken.
So, it wasn't long before the aroma of the roast chicken wafted out.
Mo Qingyan, who was playing games, smelled the fragrance and immediately looked up at the earthen kiln.
Mo Qingyan has never underestimated anyone. No matter who he is competing with, he will always use his best cooking skills to deal with it.
In this competition, he seemed to have chosen the simplest poached chicken, as if very casually.
In fact, the poached chicken doesn’t seem to smell very fragrant when it is cooked.
But, the taste is different.
The most important thing about poached chicken is the taste.
The chicken roasted in an earthen kiln actually focuses more on the aroma.
This roasted chicken smelled really good. Even Mo Qingyan felt that the fragrance made her feel that the chicken must be delicious.
"There's something special about this chicken." Mo Qingyan could roughly tell what seasonings Lang Yueming had used just by smelling the flavor.
The chefs here are very cautious when using spices such as fennel and star anise.
Generally, only one type is used, and if you are bold, only two types are used.
However, Lang Yueming’s roast chicken uses four kinds of ingredients.
Four spices are used in cooking, which is very rare here.
This is a very bold approach for people here.
Of course, this is just child's play for Mo Qingyan.
The beef brisket and offal he stewed used more than a dozen kinds of spices.
These four spices are simply not worth mentioning.
Mo Qingyan was very familiar with the taste of every spice and aniseed.
The roasted chicken did smell very fragrant, but Mo Qingyan vaguely smelled that the scent of one of the spices seemed a little stronger.
Don't underestimate this little bit.
Many times, just a little bit of something may change the taste of the whole chicken.
Being a chef is like being a Chinese doctor, you have to be rigorous.
Every seasoning and ingredient must be accurately measured in grams.
Song Beichen also smelled the aroma of the roasted chicken.
He also looked up and glanced at the earthen kiln from which the fragrance came.
"It smells pretty good, but I think it's far inferior to the beef offal you made, Brother Mo."
The aroma of the beef offal that Mo Qingyan cooked at home enveloped the entire Guangming Garden community.
I heard that many owners of Guangming Garden couldn't bear it and ran to Mo Qingyan's stall to queue up to buy beef offal.
Not to mention the beef offal, even the beef brisket pot was so delicious that it almost made everyone in Guangyuan Square lose their minds.
There were also three-fresh dumplings, which were so delicious that it made people unable to walk.
This roast chicken is so delicious that it cannot be compared with the stewed beef brisket or beef offal, or even with the three-fresh dumplings.
"Well, it's true that they can't compare. In terms of aroma, my beef offal and even my three-fresh dumplings are better." Mo Qingyan had to admit this.
Judging from the aroma alone, this roast chicken is indeed far inferior to the beef offal he made.
Even compared with the three-fresh dumplings, there is still a certain gap.
Mo Qingyan and Song Beichen were sitting by the door, and what they said was overheard by the guests who came to watch.
The guests have all eaten Langweige’s signature roast chicken and know what it tastes like.
They couldn't bear to hear the two people belittling the roast chicken like that.
"Young man, aren't you exaggerating? This roast chicken is the signature dish here. How dare you say it's not as good as beef offal and dumplings?"
"Humph, I think they want to deliberately belittle this roast chicken to highlight the chicken they didn't even make. Do they think that this will help them get more points for the chicken they made?"
"Come on, the half-finished chicken you guys made is good enough to be eaten."
"That's definitely inedible. The chicken hasn't even been cooked yet. It's still raw. How can we eat it?"
"Young man, it's not shameful to lose to Lang Yueming. After all, he is a state-class chef. I advise you not to waste your efforts and time. Just admit defeat!"
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"Just admit defeat?" Mo Qingyan replied: "Sorry, I don't have this habit."
“Since you are not used to admitting defeat, then you should take the competition seriously. What’s the point of sitting there and doing nothing? Don’t think you can win me by belittling my chicken in front of everyone. In this competition, what we are ultimately competing for is the taste of the dish.” Lang Yueming couldn’t stand it anymore and felt that Mo Qingyan was a little disrespectful to the competition with him.
He tried hard to cook chicken, but Mo Qingyan said that the chicken he cooked was not as delicious as the beef offal dumplings he made himself.
If Mo Qingyan was also working as a prostitute, he would have endured it.
The problem was, apart from soaking the chicken in hot and ice water several times, Mo Qingyan had kept it in the pot.
Then he ran off to play games.
This is simply a disregard for the game and a lack of respect for his opponent.
So, Lang Yueming was a little angry.
Mo Qingyan looked at the angry Lang Yueming and said, "Who said I didn't do anything? I'm just being a prostitute!"
Lang Yueming was so angry that he laughed, "Your chicken is still raw, it has been soaking in the pot without turning on the fire, you still call it chicken?"
Mo Qingyan asked: "Who said this isn't being a prostitute?"
Lang Yueming said: "I have never seen anyone cook chicken like this."
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
"Okay, I'll wait and see what you can do with this chicken. Let me remind you, there's less than an hour left before the end of the competition."
Lang Yueming felt that his kindness was taken for granted.
Since Mo Qingyan doesn't appreciate it, he might as well stop being a nice guy.
Their competition has a time limit.
It takes a total of two hours.
It takes Lang Yueming more than an hour to make roast chicken.
Therefore, the stipulated competition time is two hours.
"Thank you for the reminder. I know." Mo Qingyan certainly knew that there was less than an hour left before the end of the game.
But he is not in a hurry.
Because the chicken in the pot hasn’t had enough of its bath!
And so, about half an hour passed.
Lang Yueming’s roast chicken is ready.
Seeing Lang Yueming opening the kiln to take out the chicken, Mo Qingyan also put down her phone.
"Okay, it's about time."
"Ah? Brother Mo, you don't want to play anymore? We are about to win." Song Beichen became anxious when he saw that Mo Qingyan actually put down her phone and stopped playing games.
"Help me beat it, it's time. My chicken needs to be cooked."
After saying that, Mo Qingyan directly handed the phone to Song Beichen, and then walked towards the big pot containing the chicken.
"Ah? How can I play alone?" Song Beichen took Mo Qingyan's phone and frantically operated different game characters with both hands at the same time.
"Ah, this won't work. I'm going to lose..."
Obviously, it is impossible for Song Beichen to operate different game characters with both hands at the same time.
Suddenly he started shouting there.
Mo Qingyan opened the lid of the pot and took out the chicken that had been soaked for an hour and a half.
The originally white and tender chicken has now turned bright yellow.
It looks shiny and glossy, and is very beautiful.
After Mo Qingyan took out the chicken, she also took out the chicken offal that was put into the pot at the same time.
The so-called chicken offal are actually just chicken intestines, chicken hearts, and chicken kidneys.
The chicken kidneys were cut before being put into the pot.
This makes it easier to cook.
Cut the chicken intestines into the same length and place them in the middle of the plate together with the chicken kidneys and hearts.
Afterwards, Mo Qingyan quickly cut up the whole chicken and placed it on a plate, covering the chicken offal.
Then add a few corianders as decoration, and the presentation of the poached chicken is complete.
Next, it’s the soul dipping sauce for poached chicken.
There are actually many kinds of dipping sauces for poached chicken.
The most common dipping sauce is sesame oil, garlic and ginger.
Then there are garlic and chili dipping sauce, garlic and chopped green onion dipping sauce, ginger and scallion dipping sauce, etc.
There are more than a dozen kinds of dipping sauces alone.
However, when it comes to the true soul dipping sauce for poached chicken, Mo Qingyan feels that the galangal soy sauce dipping sauce is the best.
Sand ginger is relatively rare, and many people may not be used to eating it because its taste is somewhat unique.
However, if you chop up the sand ginger and add it to soy sauce to make a dipping sauce for poached chicken, after eating it, you will find that this is the true soul mate dipping sauce for poached chicken.
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