Chapter 73 Honey-Glazed Char Siu (2)
After sending the message, the blond-haired guy regretted it a little, then scratched his head. He was a terrible student, this was so unlike his usual self.
Worried that Xiaoming would laugh at him, he originally wanted to send a message saying he lost a game of Truth or Dare to save face. Unexpectedly, the next second, Xiaoming sent him a message earnestly, telling him how to study if he really wanted to study well and where to start.
Huang Mao carefully read the message Xiao Ming sent, replied with an "OK," and then pulled out his English book. Huang Mao's reasons for wanting to study hard were twofold: first, the goose leg he had eaten was awful, and he knew the goose leg at the small restaurant must be exceptionally delicious; second, his parents had brought him many gifts and told him to study hard.
His parents went to work in other cities when he was very young. Due to the pressure of making a living, he was always a left-behind child. His family couldn't take care of him, and that's how he ended up like this. It's hard to say whether it's out of revenge or some other reason.
But knowing how hard his parents worked, he suddenly realized how terrible his rebelliousness was.
Besides, the food at that small restaurant is really delicious! Even if he doesn't get into the top high school, it would be good if he went to the second high school, which is very close to it!
Thinking it over, Huang Mao still opened his English book and began to study.
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Having already completed the preparations yesterday, Yu Miaoyin became more relaxed and less in a hurry to open the store.
As the saying goes, "The early bird catches the worm," Yu Miaoyin believes that people should eat a good breakfast in order to start the day with full energy.
She walked towards the market, still undecided about what to eat. Because she could cook, she rarely bought food from outside. Firstly, cooking for herself was healthier and more nutritious, less likely to result in a bad meal, and she could also create her favorite flavors.
As she walked towards the market, Yu Miaoyin noticed a shop shrouded in "smoke," and she looked in the direction of the "smoke."
The man cracked several duck eggs into the flour without adding any water. He then used a bamboo pole as big as a bowl to press down on the dough, and repeatedly bounced and pressed the dough using his body strength.
This was the first time Yu Miaoyin had ever seen the process of making bamboo-pressed noodles. The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, but he was very skilled at pressing the noodles. The aroma wafting from the swirling "smoke" was also very fragrant. These noodles would definitely be delicious when cooked.
She suddenly remembered what Chen Fugui had said; he had mentioned that his son made bamboo-pressed noodles…
Upon entering, Yu Miaoyin encountered Chen Fugui, who exclaimed in surprise, "Boss, you're here for noodles?"
“Yes, these bamboo-pressed noodles smell delicious,” Yu Miaoyin said. “I’ll buy some to cook for breakfast.”
Wontons and bamboo-pressed noodles are a perfect match. Yu Miaoyin noticed that Chen Fugui also sold wonton wrappers, so she bought some. She also bought some ground pork at the supermarket to season it herself. With the wontons and noodles ready, the broth couldn't be lacking either. If time allowed, Yu Miaoyin would buy pork bones and dried flounder at the market to make the broth. This would result in a clear and flavorful soup that was especially fragrant when poured over the bamboo-pressed noodles.
But she didn't have much time, so she could only choose the simplest method: she poured a little salt, white pepper powder, sesame oil, etc. into the bowl.
Just as the bamboo-pressed noodles were being made, Aunt Zheng came to work. Yu Miaoyin invited her to have breakfast together. Smelling the aroma, Aunt Zheng couldn't bring herself to say she didn't want to eat it. Besides, Xiaoyin's noodles were so fresh and fragrant that she was already starting to feel hungry.
When the noodles were almost cooked, Yu Miaoyin blanched a few pieces of greens and added them in. At this moment, Xiao Tangbao woke up and came into the shop, shaking her little braids.
"I can smell it from home, it smells so good! What delicious food are you making, Auntie?" Little Tangbao greeted Aunt Zheng with a "Good morning."
"Wonton bamboo-pressed noodles, just in time, I've made them, you can eat them now." Although the broth wasn't made with pork bones and bighead carp, the appearance and aroma of these bamboo-pressed noodles were still quite good.
"Thank you, Sister." Little Tangbao smiled, tilting her head back. She quickly picked up a wonton and started eating. The wonton skin was thin and the filling was generous. The chewy and delicious meat filling inside made it hard to resist eating one after another. The bamboo-pressed noodles were also amazing. They were very chewy and had the aroma of duck eggs.
"These wontons are delicious, and the bamboo-pressed noodles are also very good." Aunt Zheng picked up her bowl, took a big gulp of soup, and praised, "The soup base is also delicious and very fragrant."
Although the soup base was very simple, she still tasted its rich and delicious flavor.
"Did you make these bamboo-pressed noodles too?" Aunt Zheng asked. She really liked bamboo-pressed noodles, and these ones tasted especially good, very chewy.
“I didn’t make it. I bought the bamboo-pressed noodles at the market, right there…” Yu Miaoyin told Aunt Zheng the location.
Aunt Zheng nodded, "I know that family. Their bamboo-pressed noodles are really delicious. I'll go and patronize them too."
The Chen family is very kind-hearted and has been running their bakery for over ten years. Their son's bamboo-pressed noodles are also quite good. However, this family has been extremely unlucky. Their son's daughter was hospitalized for a brain tumor, which depleted the family's savings. Although she has undergone surgery, she still needs to continue chemotherapy, and the shop's business is getting worse and worse. They rely entirely on the help of their neighbors.
Upon hearing this, Yu Miaoyin nodded, "If I have the ability, I will also help them."
"Xiaoyin is so nice." Aunt Zheng said, taking another bite of a wonton. The thin, chewy wonton skin wrapped around a large, bouncy meat filling, making it especially satisfying to eat, with the delicious flavor lingering on the tip of the tongue.
Just then, someone passed by, smelled the aroma, and hurried in, asking, "Boss, give me a bowl of wonton noodles with bamboo pressing."
Yu Miaoyin laughed: "Sorry, I don't make breakfast. This is just something I can make to eat."
The person who rushed in looked a little disappointed and scratched his head sheepishly. "Okay, it tastes so good if you make it for yourself, it would definitely taste even better if you sold it."
After saying that, he glanced at the shop's menu and saw many of his favorite dishes. "What time do you open, boss? I'll definitely come here for lunch."
Yu Miaoyin gave him a time and told him that there would be honey-glazed char siu for lunch before he left.
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After a night, the goose was dried, and the pork belly and ribs were marinated. Yu Miaoyin asked Aunt Zheng to cook rice, and she also soaked some rice to make claypot rice.
Yu Miaoyin started by roasting a goose. With yesterday's experience, she quickly roasted a fragrant, dark red goose. By then, some starving diners had already been drawn in by the aroma.
Roast goose, delicious roast goose, here they come!
Grandpa Xu, Zhou Gui, Xu Changxing, and Xu Ruian rushed over. The family ordered a roast goose and four servings of claypot rice. Grandpa Xu looked around and asked, "Where's the char siu? Where's the char siu?"
The roast goose smelled delicious, and the char siu smelled delicious too. Grandpa Xu was very tempted by both and really wanted to eat them!
"The char siu will have to wait a little longer," Yu Miaoyin said, quickly cutting off the portion from the lower part of the char siu, serving it to Grandpa Xu and the others.
Others arrived at this time, including the owner of Tencent.
As soon as she entered, she saw Grandpa Xu and a roast goose that looked like it was sizzling with oil. The owner of the goose farm's eyes lit up, and her mouth watered. Not to mention the aroma wafting from the small restaurant, which made her even more eager to eat.
This time, she chose to forgive the old man who had exaggerated his words. He was such a kind man, and what he said was the absolute truth. This roast goose was just too tempting.
The owner of the goose farm also hurried to order food. After her portion of roast goose arrived, she rubbed the skin of the roast goose with her chopsticks. The crispy skin made a "sizzling" sound, like glass candy wrappers.
She couldn't wait to dip the goose in the roast goose sauce and start eating. The roast goose sauce is braised inside the goose's cavity, so it's very fragrant and moist, without being overly salty, and it's just right to eat with rice. The roast goose is even more fragrant after being dipped in the sauce. The first bite reveals the crispy and fragrant goose skin, and the goose meat underneath is even more fragrant, tender, and juicy.
The owner of the goose farm opened her mouth and ate with relish. She then dipped it in plum sauce and ate it again. The sweet and sour taste of the plum sauce cut through the greasiness of the roast goose, making it more and more delicious with each bite.
She admitted it: this is the best roast goose in the world! She had previously said that other places tasted good only because they hadn't tried Boss Yu's roast goose!
Yu Miaoyin asked Aunt Zheng to help chop the roast goose while she went to check on the honey-glazed char siu. She had already brushed it with honey glaze many times. As soon as it was taken out of the oven, a fragrant aroma of honey glaze mixed with the steam wafted out.
Everyone's eyes turned intently in their direction, fixed on the several pieces of char siu, roasted to a glossy reddish-brown color and exuding a rich aroma. The edges of the char siu were slightly charred and crisp from the high heat, gleaming with a deep caramel color, and the surface was still glistening with a few drops of meat juices and honey that had seeped out during the roasting process…
Grandpa Xu was so tempted that he quickly ran upstairs and ordered a plate of char siu.
After Yu Miaoyin hung the char siu up, it quickly attracted a large crowd to "snatch" it up. The freshly baked honey-glazed char siu was so delicious that they couldn't even imagine how good it would be. They must have been drooling with excitement.
The marinating time is long enough, and the honey glaze is repeatedly brushed on during grilling, so there is no need to dip it in honey sauce at all.
She sliced the pork diagonally and arranged the slices on a plate. "Here you go, Uncle Xu, your honey-glazed char siu."
Grandpa Xu quickly carried away the honey-glazed char siu and then enjoyed it with everyone.
"It smells so good, so good, it's absolutely delicious! I could die happy eating this char siu and roast goose!" Grandpa Xu exclaimed.
Xu Ruian quickly said, "He won't die, he won't die. Grandpa will live to be a hundred years old and eat lots and lots of roast goose."
Grandpa Xu smiled and quickly picked up a piece of char siu. Although it wasn't drizzled with sauce, it still had some meat juices that had seeped out during the roasting process and honey that had been brushed on repeatedly. It smelled very good.
After taking a bite, Grandpa Xu exclaimed with immense happiness, "It's so delicious!"
The char siu is made with pork shoulder, which is neither greasy nor dry. After being grilled at a high temperature, the marinade is completely forced into the meat, and the meat juices mix with the honey, creating a salty and sweet flavor that becomes more and more delicious with each bite.
Mr. Xu said he wished he could eat three bowls of rice, as the honey-glazed char siu was just too delicious with rice.
The other diners in the small restaurant finally managed to snag some honey-glazed char siu, beaming with joy. Meanwhile, the queue grew longer and longer, with those at the very edge even holding umbrellas and complaining as they waited, "Why are there so many people?"
After putting the soaked rice into the clay pot, Yu Miaoyin poked a few holes in it with chopsticks and then started working on other dishes. She was busy in the kitchen, but she was exceptionally organized and methodical.
The area around No. 1 Middle School was very quiet, with hardly anyone coming. In Jiajia's words, it was the middle of nowhere, so there weren't many people around except for those queuing for food. Everyone was impatiently scrolling through their phones while waiting, but despite their impatience, the aroma was so enticing that they didn't want to leave.
It's strange, just blame it on their greed.
"Look! There's a big star!" someone in the line shouted, causing everyone in line to turn around.
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