From a modern business perspective, this kind of MSG is first of all not economical enough, with relatively high costs, poor production technology, low efficiency, and the risk of contamination. The food safety is definitely not up to standard.
But in this world without MSG, as long as this small jar of MSG is used well, it can be worth as much as gold. This is why Zhao Cheng dares to promise to pay off his debt in five days.
"Husband, what are these white things?" Zhou Rushuang saw with her own eyes that a jar of grains changed from clear particles to thick and turbid, and then from black sewage-like to clear snow-white crystals. She felt it was very magical. She pinched a piece of grain curiously. The grains were placed under the light of the campfire and observed.
Zhao Cheng smiled and said: "Didn't I say before that you don't have to worry about those debts? This is what I rely on. It's called monosodium glutamate. It's an extremely delicious food. You can't put more of it. Just put a little less every time. The soup will taste extremely delicious.”
Zhou Rushuang didn't expect these snow-white particles to be so magical, and wanted to taste them. However, thinking that these MSG were used to repay debts, she cherished the MSG and put it back into the jar and closed the jar. She was still worried after thinking about it. , and found a piece of cloth to wrap it up.
Zhao Cheng saw how much Zhou Rushuang cherished these MSGs and thought the little girl was very cute. He said to her, "Don't worry about Rushuang. I saw a lot of grains in the wasteland near our village. These grains are rarely picked."
"During this period, we will continue to make these MSG, and we expect to be able to make about ten cans. When the weather gets colder, we will stop temporarily."
Early the next morning, Zhao Cheng went to Qinghe County with MSG.
The familiar people came to Dashun Zhai. As expected, Dashun Zhai was still deserted.
"Is Mr. Zhang here?" As soon as Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming downstairs and a cheerful voice from upstairs.
"Is the little brother here? I didn't expect that the little brother is really a trustworthy person. I almost thought you wouldn't come."
Coming down from upstairs was none other than Zhang Dashun, the shopkeeper of Dashunzhai.
Ever since Zhao Cheng came that day and left a message, Zhang Dashun couldn't help but place all his hopes on Zhao Cheng.
Zhang Dashun has been looking forward to it these days. Not only did he revise the recipe, he also specially asked the cook to try out a few dishes. Although the taste still tasted the same, it seemed to have improved a little under his strict requirements. .
Zhao Cheng didn't waste any time and took out a small package of MSG wrapped in paper and placed it on the counter.
"Mr. Zhang, this is what I promise. No matter what you cook, as long as you put it in when it is about to come out of the pot, the umami flavor will be more than doubled immediately."
"Oh? Are you serious?" Zhang Dashun looked at the small paper bag on the counter, less than the size of a palm, with a suspicious expression.
Zhao Cheng knew what Zhang Dashun was worried about, so he found a table in the lobby on the first floor and sat down.
"Then I'll order the mandarin duck fried beef tendon." Zhao Cheng pointed to the "menu" hanging above the counter.
The so-called fried beef tendon is actually not fried in oil, but fried in water. The high temperature of hot oil is used to evaporate the water into steam, making the beef tendons crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, chewy but not tiring on the teeth.
The main ingredient in this dish is beef tendon, and beef tendon, in addition to not being easy to become soft and rotten, has another biggest feature, that is, it is not easy to taste.
If you want to make the beef tendon taste better, you have to spend a very long time stewing it in thick soup. Only when the stewing time is long enough and the flavor in the soup slowly soaks into the beef tendon will the taste become delicious.
But frying beef tendons is a quick dish. Normal diners who come to the restaurant to order food, except those gourmets, who would tell the restaurant to order food a day or two in advance?
Therefore, most diners come to eat dishes that are quick to fry and cook. Beef tendon itself is not easy to taste, so red and green dishes are used as side dishes to enhance the flavor.
The red one is amaranth and the green one is sunflower.
Both dishes have unique flavors and are red and green in color, so they are called Yuanyang.
Most chefs also focus on these two side dishes to make the taste richer, so that the beef tendon will not be so tasteless when eaten.
Zhang Dashun also understood what Zhao Cheng meant. He wanted to order a dish to test on the spot.
And I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but I actually ordered fried beef tendons with mandarin ducks. This dish is a typical side dish that tastes better than the main dish. When making this dish, famous chefs can only focus on the side dishes, let alone him. The family just hired an ordinary cook.
"Here... little brother, do you want to change the dish?"
Zhang Dashun said sincerely: "This dish is not easy to taste. All the effort goes into the side dishes, but the amount of side dishes cannot overwhelm the main dish, so..."
Zhao Cheng didn't expect to make a mistake and ordered the most unpalatable dish, but he didn't care. With the MSG in hand, the beef tendon also tasted delicious.
"It doesn't matter, tell the cook to do it, and be quick!"
When Zhang Dashun saw how confident Zhao Cheng was, he also became energetic. After all, Zhao Cheng came here to solve the taste of his dishes. The more confident Zhao Cheng is, the more powerful he is.
The ingredients have all been prepared and are extremely fresh. The cook puts the firewood into the stove, puts the oil in the pot, and a dish is quickly prepared.
Zhao Cheng put the small packet of MSG on the table, opened it, used chopsticks to take out a little, and said to Zhang Dashun: "Mr. Zhang, for this kind of dish, you only need to put this in."
This was the first time Zhang Dashun saw such snow-white particles and thought they were fine salt. He was originally filled with joy as if he had been poured cold water on them.
"Little brother, you... ugh!" He has been running a shop for many years. How could he not know that good salt can reduce the miscellaneous flavors in dishes, but firstly, good salt is very expensive, and secondly, the effect of good salt is limited, and It cannot directly improve the umami taste of dishes.
"Little brother, if I had known it was a good salt, you would still be so mysterious, just say it. To be honest, little brother, I have tried this trick too, and it doesn't work at all." Zhang Dashun looked bitter, thinking that After meeting a strange person, the joy turned out to be in vain.
Zhao Cheng shook his head and smiled: "This is not salt, there is not a grain of salt in it."
"Oh?" Zhang Dashun's mood was like a roller coaster. He had just hit the bottom, but now he had hope again.
"Throw the vegetables in while the heat in the pot is still there." Zhao Cheng reminded Zhang Dashun.
"Okay! Okay!" Zhang Dashun carefully poured the MSG into the cooking pot and asked the cook to stir it.
In a moment, a steaming hot mandarin duck fried beef tendon was ready and served on the table.
Zhao Cheng picked up the chopsticks and started eating without any ceremony.
