Zhang Cheng continued to fight against the mutton, and before several kitchen knives were all killed, he finally cut a large piece of mutton into slices, although it looked uneven, but it could barely pass the test.
He searched in the kitchen, found an iron pot and a casserole, boiled water, and blanched the mutton in the iron pot, and the water in the casserole also boiled.
Zhang Cheng thought for a while, put half of the mutton in, and then covered the lid and simmered.
After about half an hour, after smelling the aroma of meat, Zhang Cheng opened the lid from time to time and began to add various medicinal herbs.
Then after boiling for another two hours, the rich aroma of mutton with bursts of medicinal aroma slowly wafted out of the casserole and filled the entire restaurant.
Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, turned down the heat, and then lifted the lid of the casserole, and when the steam rose, the aroma in the room suddenly became stronger.
Looking inside, the delicate mutton with an attractive oily shine keeps churning in the pot, because of the heat preservation of the casserole, the snow-white soup is still bubbling, both visually and olfactoryly, it makes people's appetite move.
Even Zhang Cheng couldn't help but stir his Adam's apple, but then he frowned, only to see that in the soup, he could occasionally see a lot of medicinal residues floating, according to the recipe he summed up, these herbs should be completely melted in the soup in the end, because in this way can they exert the greatest effect.
It seems that it is a failure Zhang Cheng sighed, although he is already familiar with the medicinal diet recipe, but as a novice who has never entered the kitchen, there are still inevitably many mistakes.
Let's just say the simplest, the recipes summarized from the Internet, most of the descriptions of the heat are large fires and small fires, but Zhang Cheng used to boil water to heat quickly, who knows how big the fire is and how small the fire is.
And Wang Xiaoyu is a fast food restaurant, the stoves used are all diesel stoves, and the fires are all sprayed out, which is not the same thing as household use.
It seems that cooking is really not easier than fighting Zhang Cheng shook his head, fortunately he didn't run out of ingredients just now, and he can try it again now.
However, this time he did not do it immediately, but carefully recalled the process just now, and after finding his own omissions, he poured the mutton soup in the casserole into a large basin.
Although the effect of this pot has not been fully exerted, it is also a rare delicacy just to smell the taste, and now it is not advocating diligence and thrift, and it is good to go back and eliminate Wang Dafu.
Zhang Cheng washed the casserole, re-boiled the water, and then added the remaining mutton, covered it and simmered.
Soon, a stream of meaty fragrance wafted out, and Zhang Cheng carefully controlled the heat while adding the medicinal herbs.
When all the medicinal materials were put in, he simply pressed one hand on the casserole, not afraid of the high temperature, and at the same time poked out a divine thought, and began to observe the situation in the casserole.
Now that the ingredients are almost used up, if you fail again, it will be a big shame.
Through the lid of the pot, Zhang Cheng can feel the subtle changes of each ingredient in the soup, and constantly adjust the heat according to this change.
This process lasted for more than an hour, and Zhang Cheng really felt more tired than fighting with Wu Jianfeng.
However, in the kitchen at this time, the aroma is already very strong, and the aroma of meat and medicine is perfectly blended, which is more attractive and intoxicating than the pot just now.
Zhang Cheng couldn't help but take two sharp sips, slowly uncovered the lid of the pot, and immediately noticed the difference.
Now the mutton in the casserole has become crystal clear, like jade, trembling slightly under the agitation of the soup, and the whole pot of sugar also presents a milky yellow, and there is no residual residue in the soup, and the aroma is compelling.
Zhang Cheng's Adam's apple kept stirring, although he was not interested in ordinary food now, but the pot of mutton soup in front of him was as delicate and beautiful as a work of art, constantly seducing his taste buds.
That's really what I did Zhang Cheng suddenly burst into tears, and when others asked him in the future, he could puff up his chest and say loudly.
In addition to making more than a dozen flavors of instant noodles, Lao Tzu can also make soup No, it's too fragrant Zhang Chengcheng couldn't resist the temptation, so he decided to try a bowl by himself first, so he could try the effect.
He took out a small bowl from the cupboard, and then scooped half a bowl of fragrant mutton soup from the casserole, the creamy yellow broth was still a little oily on the surface, just looking at it made people appetize.
Zhang Cheng licked his lips, blew away the heat on the surface of the broth, and took a sip gently.
An indescribable fragrance of strong fragrance Like bombs exploding on the tongue, Zhang Cheng's taste buds were suddenly attacked by the rich fragrance, and the meat fragrance and the medicinal fragrance were perfectly integrated, complementing each other and filling the entire mouth.
"It's so delicious."
Zhang Cheng reluctantly swallowed this mouthful of soup, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, with a drunken expression on his face.
It's ridiculous that I used to think that the soup of Laotan sauerkraut instant noodles was the best, but now compared with the bowl of mutton soup in my hand, it is simply not worth mentioning Even the various soups in the Panshi Hotel are all scum What is the delicacy of the world, this is it Zhang Cheng almost didn't swallow his tongue, and after a long time of aftertaste, he set his eyes on the mutton he had coveted for a long time.
Because of the long time of boiling, the mutton has become crystal clear, and with the addition of medicinal herbs, it still maintains a smooth and tender taste.
After the mouth, there is almost no need to chew, and the smooth lamb swirls in the mouth, filling the mouth with an indescribable rich aroma.
Zhang Cheng closed his eyes, carefully felt every rhythm in his mouth, and was reluctant to swallow this piece of meat.
At this time, there were already many people gathered at the door of the Wang family's fast food restaurant, and each of them had a fascinated expression, dilating their nostrils to the limit, and greedily breathing in the tempting aroma.
Because the shutter door of the fast-food restaurant was half-open, none of these people entered, but as the crowd gathered more and more, many people began to hold back a little and bent down to look down at the store.
Just looking at this, these people's faces were suddenly full of anger.
"Someone in the groove eats alone" "It's too much, this kind of human delicacy is actually enjoyed by one person" The roller shutter door was opened with a "bang", Zhang Cheng was also awakened, and when he turned his head, he was startled to find that countless people had poured into the restaurant.
As soon as they entered the store, the aroma was even stronger, and everyone was already salivating, and their eyes were focused on the half bowl of mutton soup in Zhang Cheng's hand at the same time.
"What do you want to do, this is mine" Zhang Cheng hurriedly protected the bowl, like an old hen guarding chickens.
"Boss, how much do you cost to bring me one bowl of soup, not three bowls" "This fragrance is simply amazing, hurry up, I want three bowls too" "My god is so fragrant, I can't stand it" "Boss, if you don't let me eat today, I'll stay here and not leave" "It's a hundred dollars, bring me a bowl first."
"I'm embarrassed to eat a hundred dollars, I'll give a thousand" The people who poured into the fast food restaurant went crazy, and this heart-wrenching fragrance stimulated everyone to burst out with their most primitive appetite, and saliva kept dripping down the corners of their mouths.
At this time, all they saw was the casserole on the stove, shouting one by one, desperately waving the banknotes in their hands, if it weren't for the large number of people, it is estimated that someone would have grabbed it directly.
This point is really masochistic to write about food, don't talk about it, get out of the way and go to dinner: