"Yes, Brother Lin, I noticed that besides chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, scallions, ginger, and garlic, you also added this packet of seasoning. Brother Lin, what exactly is this seasoning?"
"Brother Lin, could you please tell us the recipe for this seasoning?"
"Brother Lin, if we don't add this seasoning, the spicy crayfish and spicy baby crabs we make probably won't taste very good, right?"
"Yes, Brother Lin, how exactly is this seasoning made?"
After learning how to stir-fry spicy crayfish, the eager chefs all set their sights on Lin Sen's special seasoning.
They had all witnessed Lin Sen selling spicy crayfish at a stall during the county temple fair.
Everyone guessed that Lin Sen made a lot of money!
So, since they also want to make money, they naturally won't overlook even the smallest detail!
They are all chefs, and they all know that the most important thing in cooking is the details.
If it's a detail, it's that the seasoning recipe isn't right.
That's the same ingredient.
Some people make it and it tastes really good.
But some people make it and it tastes absolutely awful!
Therefore, they definitely want to get to the bottom of this and learn the recipe for spicy crayfish thoroughly.
"You're asking about this?"
At this moment, Lin Sen casually picked up the gauze bag.
The most important moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived!
These cooks certainly did not disappoint him.
"This is a secret recipe passed down in my family, which I call the Thirteen Spices of Crayfish."
Lin Sen pointed to the sandbag: "It is a seasoning packet made primarily of thirteen kinds of Chinese herbs, combined with more than twenty kinds of spices."
"Just add one packet of these when stir-frying spicy crayfish."
"That can effectively remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor."
Lin Sen said with a smile, "For stir-frying 100 jin of crayfish, just use one pack of these. They can be reused repeatedly; one pack is enough for a day's business!"
"This family-secret seasoning recipe is truly a very useful and wonderful thing!"
"Brother Lin, could you teach us how to make this secret seasoning?"
"Yes, Brother Lin, without this secret seasoning, our spicy crayfish probably wouldn't taste good."
"Brother Lin, please teach us!"
Looking at Lin Sen in front of them, all the chefs eagerly asked him questions.
"this."
"It's not that I'm keeping my teachings to myself."
"It's a family-inherited secret recipe for seasonings."
Amidst the questions from the chefs, Lin Sen frowned and said with a troubled expression, "Our ancestor said that this seasoning is passed down in my family only to sons, one person per generation, and it is not allowed to be passed on to outsiders."
"If I were to teach you, I would be disgracing our ancestors."
"After I die, I won't be able to face my ancestors."
Lin Sen sighed bitterly and looked at Lin Jianguo behind him.
Lin Jianguo, on the other hand, cooperated perfectly, glaring fiercely at Lin Sen.
"Brothers, I really have no other choice."
Lin Sen, who had been glared at fiercely by Lin Jianguo, immediately looked even more bitter and helpless, and shrugged at the group of chefs.
He expressed his helplessness.
"this."
"This is a family heirloom, this matter..."
"This is indeed something that can't be taught, after all, it's a family tradition."
“To teach our family’s secret recipe to others would be a disservice to our ancestors.”
Upon hearing Lin Sen's words, all the chefs exchanged bewildered glances, utterly speechless.
After all, for rural people in the 1980s, their ancestors were inviolable.
No one dares to take what their ancestors left behind.
Hand it over so easily!
"Brother Lin."
At this moment, a sharp-eyed chef suddenly stood up and said, "I noticed that your spice packet is wrapped in a gauze bag?"
"yes."
Lin Sen immediately replied, "Because the gauze bag is permeable to water, yet it won't leak."
"So during the steaming process, the gauze bag can both release the aroma of the seasonings into the entire pot through the broth, and prevent the seasonings from spilling onto the crayfish and small crabs."
"This makes it taste bad."
Lin Sen picked up a slice of ginger: "Just like this slice of ginger, everyone has eaten it before, right?"
"While eating, I suddenly bit into a slice of ginger."
"hiss."
Lin Sen shook his head: "That taste was truly awful!"
That's true.
"When stir-frying or stewing vegetables, they don't taste good without ginger slices, but if you add ginger slices, it's easy to bite into them."
"Ginger slices taste like whatever you put them with."
Seeing the ginger slices that Lin Sen took out, everyone murmured and discussed among themselves.
"Brother Lin."
At this moment, the sharp-eyed chef spoke up again: "How long can the seasonings in this muslin bag be preserved without spoiling?"
"This thing should last at least three to five months without any problems."
Lin Sen subconsciously replied, "After all, it's made from ground Chinese herbs and spices, not vegetables or meat, so it's easy to spoil."
"However, the best time to consume it should be three months."
"It won't break over time."
Lin Sen picked up a sachet and smelled it: "But the aroma of the spices will dissipate a lot, so if you use it to stir-fry crayfish, the taste won't be very good."
"Okay!"
As soon as Lin Sen finished speaking, the sharp-eyed chef immediately spoke up: "Brother Lin, we understand that you can't teach us your family's secret seasoning recipe."
"But you can sell this sachet, right?"
"In that case, I'll pay for this bag of seasonings."
The chef grinned and said, "With this, when I'm selling stir-fried crayfish at my stall, I only need one bag a day, and that's enough."
"The spicy crayfish I've made before tastes about the same as the ones you make, Brother Lin."
"Moreover, this way, it won't break the rules set by your ancestors, Brother Lin."
"After all, you're just selling seasonings in sachets; you haven't revealed any family secret recipes!"
The sharp-eyed chef looked intently at Lin Sen: "Brother Lin, how about this? You have a few of these sachets of seasonings, could you sell me a few?"
“Brother Lin, this is really a good idea. You won’t violate the family tradition, and we can also learn how to stir-fry crayfish and sell them at stalls in various places.”
"Brother Lin, I have an 80-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old child who is just learning to speak. My whole family is counting on me to set up a stall and sell stir-fried crayfish to earn a living. Please teach me."
"Brother Lin, please sell me a few bags!"
"Brother Lin, I'm begging you!"
"Brother Lin, just name your price. Whatever you say, that's the price. I won't haggle!"
"Brother Lin, I'm so grateful to you for teaching me how to stir-fry spicy crayfish. So name your price, I'll buy it no matter what!"
In an instant, they set out to make spicy crayfish and spicy crabs that tasted just like Lin Sen's and could sell like hotcakes in the city.
The chefs all chimed in with their own opinions.
They might plead, play the victim, or offer bribes.
I want to buy this bag of seasonings from Lin Sen!
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