To make Japanese-style stir-fried snails, the first and most important thing is to clamp the tails of the snails.
This dish is sold well in the store. The snail meat is prepared in advance and can be taken as you go.
While Zhang Jiaxin was weighing, he had nothing to say to chat with Fu Yu.
"Fu Chu, why do you think this snail has a muddy smell if you don't add perilla leaves?"
Fu Yu paused. He really hadn't thought about this problem.
I quickly looked through the special family dinner recipes.
Don't tell me, this dish really exists.
There was no time to memorize silently, so Fu Yu had to recite according to the information above in a hurry.
"It seems that a farmer named Li Xisu from Pantang accidentally discovered that frying snails with perilla leaves can remove the muddy smell of the snails themselves, so this method spread quickly."
Zhang Jiaxin sincerely praised: "Fu Chu, you are so knowledgeable!"
Fu Yu smiled calmly: "Not really, I just heard Chef Zhao say it occasionally."
Anyway, Zhao Mengren is not here, so what did he say?
Sure enough, Zhang Jiaxin believed it as soon as he heard it and stopped worrying about the matter.
Chollima's stir-fried field snails have their own characteristics.
When cooking, homemade sour bamboo shoots are used for stir-frying.
Heat the pot over high heat.
pour oil.
Zhang Jiaxin had never made this dish independently. At that time, he only watched Yao Yihang pour a lot of oil, so he added a similar amount of oil to the pot.
As soon as he stopped, he heard Fu Yu's instructions: "Add more. When making this dish, the oil must be generous. Only then will the snails be shiny when served."
Zhang Jiaxin quickly added more oil to the pot.
When the oil is 80% hot, add minced garlic, sour bamboo shoots, tempeh, green onion, ginger, red pepper, green pepper, and small red chilli padi to the pot and stir-fry until fragrant.
Fu Yu added: "At this time, the most important thing is the heat. Your setting is a bit too high. You can make it a little lower."
Zhang Jiaxin did as he was told.
After Fu Yu said it was OK, he added the washed and drained snails and stir-fried them.
This time, Zhang Jiaxin's skills that he had developed when he was studying were revealed.
Fu Yu saw that his movements were very skillful, but some details needed to be corrected, so he reminded him a few words casually.
Zhang Jiaxin corrected them one by one according to Fu Yu's instructions.
Not to mention, this way, the handle of the spoon does feel better, and the speed seems to be faster.
But after all, I haven’t done any spooning for nearly a year, so my arm strength is not as strong as before. I only started doing this for more than three minutes, and my wrist started to feel a little sore.
I went back and forth for nearly five minutes.
When he heard Fu Yu said it was OK, Zhang Jiaxin was relieved, then added chili oil, perilla leaves, salt, and cooking wine and continued to stir-fry.
The scent of the snails has wafted out.
The aroma is spicy, spicy and sweet.
It smells delicious.
This time, Zhang Jiaxin didn't dare to make any more mistakes.
When he served the food before, he was so excited that after frying, he didn't even think about tasting it in advance and handed it over to the waiter to take away.
This time, it can be regarded as a lesson learned.
He pinched one and tasted it himself.
The snails are fried fragrant and spicy, the soup is rich, the snail meat is fat and tender, and it is indeed full of flavor.
Fu Yu also tasted one, nodded and praised: "Not bad, it's delicious."
Zhang Jiaxin felt relieved and handed the plate to the waiter to take away.
Fu Yu stopped the person and told Zhang Jiaxin: "Since the dishes are being withdrawn and remade, the customer must be dissatisfied. You go get two side dishes and send them over together. This is an apology."
Zhang Jiaxin said that he went to the storage room without hesitation.
He didn't realize it himself, but now he was completely obedient to Du Yu's words.
Fu Yu didn't wait any longer. After such a long delay, the fish pot that Sun Qingning had just stewed was probably going to be snatched away by the wolves.
Zhang Jiaxin came back after taking the side dishes. Seeing that Fu Yu was not there, he asked the waiter: "Where is Chef Fu?"
The waiter said, "We've gone to eat. Are you coming with me?"
Zhang Jiaxin nodded: "Well, let's listen to Fu Chu. Let's go. I'll follow you."
The customer was obviously surprised when the chef came to apologize in person and gave him an extra side dish.
The unhappiness that had accumulated in my heart dissipated.
After coming out of the box, Zhang Jiaxin walked briskly back to the kitchen, thinking to himself, oh... what a wrong step, wrong step!
If he had followed Zhao Meng back then, would he be able to work for Fu Yu as a cook like Sun Qingning now?
He believed that the gap between Sun Qingning and Sun Qingning was not that big. If the two really competed, he would still have a good chance of winning.
Thinking of Sun Qingning's careless look, Zhang Jiaxin sighed.
This guy is lucky after all.
Forget it, I don’t want to think about this anymore. In two months, I will apply for resignation!
Fu Yu, on the other hand, was eating the fish that Sun Qingning had prepared for him in advance, while listening to the electronic prompt in his ear:
【Ding! NPC kitchen worker Zhang Jiaxin’s task: Assist him to complete a Japanese-flavored fried escargot that satisfies customers. It has been successfully completed and received a reward: RMB 100 yuan, task experience +20]
Fu Yu calmly picked up a piece of tofu.
Come on!
The apron money is back!
When you are in a good mood, you have a good appetite, and you can have an extra bowl of rice at noon.
They were preparing to evacuate the table when Zhao Meng came back from his illness.
He has an old problem called tenosynovitis. The masters who have been cooking ladles have been working for a long time, so they usually have this occupational disease.
Fu Yu quickly asked with concern: "How is it? Is the situation serious?"
Zhao Meng waved his hand: "It's okay, the doctor said just take care of him."
This disease can be cured, but it always relapses.
Zhao Meng has been sick these few times, and he is used to being tortured.
Fu Yu happened to finish eating and asked Sun Qingning to help clear away the dishes while he hurried to the kitchen to heat up food for Zhao Meng.
In addition to the stewed fish that had been saved before, a bowl of old hen soup was also specially poured from the pot.
This was what the customer ordered in the morning, and he specially left a small bowl.
In order to ensure the taste, the chicken soup is semi-finished, and he can just process it here.
Fu Yu quickly mixed the chicken soup with seasonings and was about to bring it to Zhao Meng when an electronic prompt suddenly sounded in his ears:
【Ding! Daily task: Completed soup making twice, successfully completed, received reward: RMB 20, task experience +10]
【Ding! Sign in to daily tasks for 10/10 consecutive days, successfully completed, and receive a reward: a career change skill card]
Fu Yu paused in his steps.
A career change skill card?
Isn't this something in the game that you can only get by trying various methods or completing designated tasks?
Awesome!
But...this job change?
If he is a cook, what profession can he change into?
teacher?
engineer?
doctor?
...
Ah, this, this cannot be obtained randomly!
Think of the urinary nature of the system!
If someone comes to deal with him again...he really can't handle it!
Fu Yu tried to calm himself down.
He calmly served the chicken soup to Zhao Meng.
I'll make up an excuse for a while and wait until I get back to the dormitory.
He was thinking about how to welcome this awesome skill card.
Zhao Meng looked at Fu Yu bringing him a bowl of chicken soup with a solemn expression on his face. For a moment, he was touched and at the same time dumbfounded.
Damn it, I just have tenosynovitis. Looking at this expression, I thought I was going to die!
Shaking his head, Zhao Meng felt warm in his heart. He took the bowl and drank it all without saying anything.
This is his disciple's intention to honor him!
fragrant!
