Chapter 158 Cold Konjac Salad
The yellow wine duck came out of the pot before the konjac. After that, Sang Yu had time to deal with the pot of konjac slices that had been cooked twice.
The water used to cook the konjac slices for the second time was still a little yellow, but the color was much lighter than the first time.
Sang Yu cleaned the basin that contained the konjac jelly, scooped a few spoonfuls of water into it, and used a colander to scoop out the konjac slices in the pot one by one and soaked them in clean water.
These konjac chips can be used in normal cooking. They can be cut into strips or cubes and then used for cold salads, stir-fries, stews, and other cooking methods.
Store in a cellar at low temperature and change the water every day. It can be kept for at least three to five days.
The surface of the konjac made by grinding with a stone mill is uneven, not as smooth as that made by later tools, but it is still acceptable.
Sang Xinghao quietly poked his head out and looked at the konjac slices soaking in water by the stove. He felt that this thing seemed to be edible again.
Sang Yu felt a little regretful. If the konjac could be cooked earlier, she could roast it together with the duck and use it as a side dish.
But it would be nice to make it into a separate dish now. She raised her eyes and looked towards the stove, thinking that if she didn't look at others, others would not be able to see her little head.
"What kind of food would Hao'er like to eat? Stir-fried, stewed, or cold?"
Sang Xinghao, who had no idea how he was exposed, was called out. He slowly stood up and smiled awkwardly: "Sister, I can do anything."
He didn't give a clear answer, so Sang Yu simply made the decision herself.
Since I'm going to set up a snack stall tomorrow, I'll prepare the base ingredients today and make a dish of cold konjac for my family to try.
Konjac itself has no taste, so if you want to make it taste different, you have to add seasonings.
Sang Yu took a plate, chopped garlic, green onion, coriander, and dogwood powder, heated oil and poured it on top in batches to bring out the aroma, then added soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, sugar, salt and a small amount of water and mixed them evenly.
Take out a few pieces of konjac slices soaked in cold water, rinse them with cold water, cut them into small pieces, pour them into the pot and stir-fry for about two or three minutes, then take them out and rinse them with cold water.
You can put it in a dish and mix it evenly with the seasoning so that every piece of konjac can be coated with the sauce.
In this way, a simple dish of cold konjac is ready.
While she was busy, Sang Xingjia outside had already chopped a handful of bamboo sticks. When he brought them into the kitchen, he smelled the fragrance and subconsciously sniffed it.
"Little sister, the bamboo sticks you requested are partially ready. I'll bring them to you first. What does this smell like? It smells so good."
"Try a piece." Sang Yu enthusiastically handed the plate of cold konjac to him.
Hiss, with this color and appearance, could it be a dish made from that poisonous konjac?
Sang Xingjia's mind raced and he understood everything in an instant. The appetite that had just been aroused disappeared instantly, and even his face turned pale.
But he did not refuse, and reached for the plate with trembling hands. If he didn't go to hell, who would? He couldn't really let his father test the poison.
Just when he was about to touch the konjac, someone grabbed his wrist. His breathing stopped and he thought that Sang Yu had seen through his thoughts.
But Sang Yu frowned and stared at his fingers carefully for a while, then shook his head slightly: "Your hands are so dirty, so don't take it yourself. I'll feed you."
He was so busy chopping bamboo that his fingers and the base of his palms were stained blue-black by the bamboo juice. It was unlikely that they would be washed clean in a short time.
She picked up a piece and put it to Sang Xingjia's mouth. Seeing that he didn't open his mouth for a long time, she was a little puzzled: "You wanted to eat it just now, why don't you open your mouth?"
Sang Xingjia closed his eyes, made up his mind, opened his mouth and swallowed the piece of konjac covered with sauce.
I was just thinking of chewing it twice and swallowing it, but I didn't expect that the more I chewed it, the more fragrant it became, and the taste was amazing.
How would he describe the taste? He could hear a slight "crunch" sound when chewing, and could feel the konjac pieces breaking in his mouth.
It is a bit like crispy bamboo shoots, but has a few more strands of meat than bamboo shoots, with crispy edges and soft inside.
It doesn't fall apart when chewed, nor does it feel like it's not cooked through and can't be chewed, but it has just the right chewiness.
The seasoning on it is just right. The sour and spicy taste stimulates the continuous secretion of saliva, further amplifying the "refreshing" feeling and making the crispy and tender taste more refreshing.
The overall summary can be summed up in a few words: the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes, and the more you chew, the more you want to keep chewing.
"How does it taste?" Sang Yu looked at him expectantly, waiting for an evaluation.
Even if he was reluctant to chew the konjac cubes to a certain extent, he had to swallow them. The first thing Sang Xingjia said after swallowing was, "Can I have another piece?"
These words were more effective than any compliment. Sang Yu was overjoyed and readily agreed: "Of course, I'll give you another piece, and you can eat the rest when the meal is ready."
Sang Yongjing, who had been listening with his ears perked up to eavesdrop on what was happening in the kitchen, dug the ground with a shovel, his neck almost stretched out, but he heard nothing.
He only saw Sang Xingjia go in with a bunch of bamboo sticks, come out with his cheeks puffed up while chewing something, his face still full of intoxication.
broken!
He felt something was wrong and quickly went up to ask, "Jia'er, you didn't eat that, did you? Are you feeling unwell? Are you conscious? Are you dizzy?"
Sang Xingjia, who had wanted to chew it a little longer, could only swallow the food in his mouth helplessly: "Dad, I'm fine. You know what, this thing tastes really good."
"Are you really okay?" Sang Yongjing was still worried.
"It's really okay." Sang Xingjia straightened his chest and sat back on his small stool to busy himself with chopping bamboo sticks.
Sang Yu took the bamboo sticks, washed them first, put them in the pot, added cold water to cover the bamboo sticks, and boiled them over high heat to steam them.
Fresh bamboo itself has a unique astringent taste of wood materials. Although bamboo sticks that are not boiled in water can be used, the material itself is too brittle and easy to break, and the burrs around it can easily scratch your cheeks when eating.
Doing more preparation can not only make the bamboo sticks harder and more tough, but also make it easier to remove small burrs.
After the bamboo skewers are cooked and taken out of the pot, they have a fresh aroma of bamboo and wood. Rinse them briefly with cold water and then soak them in water for later use.
After absorbing water, the bamboo skewers will no longer expand due to absorbing water and cause the ingredients to loosen and fall off when they are skewered and soaked in soup.
The two empty pots are used one for cooking rice and the other for stewing duck bones and water to make soup.
Sang Yu added some firewood to the stove, called Sang Xinghao, and carried a large basin of washed and cut vegetables and bamboo sticks soaked in water out of the kitchen.
The next project is a bit too big for her to handle alone.
Seeing her coming out with the basin, Xie Qiujin quickly put away the miscellaneous items on the table in the pavilion to make room for her.
"Dad, big brother, stop busying yourself and come over to help me skewer the skewers." She put the basin on the table and naturally invited the two of them to come and help.
They were obedient and immediately put down their work and walked over here when they heard it.
"Go wash your hands first." Sang Yu quickly added.
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