The items Su Qingluan held are very common in modern kitchens.
Anyone who is interested in Japanese and Korean materials will know at a glance that it is a one-foot-square bamboo curtain made of bamboo strips connected with cotton threads.
But obviously, there is no such tool in this era - at least everyone present is confused about the use of this "bamboo curtain".
Meeting everyone's gaze, Su Qingluan knew that the use of this small tool could not be explained in one sentence or two, so he only said: "This thing will have its own magical uses later, let's just take a look."
Now that she said so, no one asked anymore.
Su Qingluan first touched the chicken that was dried on the cage to drain the water.
Seeing that the soup was no longer dripping down, he tore the chicken into small pieces and placed them in the cage.
Pour the chicken soup into another empty basin, Su Qingluan said: "This new product does not need so much chicken soup, but when Hongfu Tower needs soup stock, it is a good choice to use chicken soup as the soup base."
Su Qingluan cleaned the soup pot, took over the iron pot where she had just made egg skins, and put sugar and crushed tea leaves in it.
Then he placed the cage with the muscle pieces on the inner rack of the iron pot, turned around and asked: "Do you have a clean sweat towel - not silk, thick and absorbent material is best."
Shopkeeper Liang asked the waiter to bring two unused snow-white sweat towels from the front desk.
Su Qingluan took it in his hand and touched it: Well, it's made of cotton and it's very absorbent.
She nodded with satisfaction, scooped a ladle of water from the water tank in the kitchen, soaked two sweat towels and wrung them out, filled the gap between the edge of the iron pot and the cage tightly, and then closed the lid of the cage. .
After preparing all the things that should be put away, Su Qingluan first asked the fireman to remove some firewood from the furnace to make the fire less intense, and then placed the iron pot and cage on the stove.
Someone among the people who had been watching asked, "Don't you need to add water to the iron pot?"
Su Qingluan shook her head: "No need to add any water."
"Humph, what a nonsense. Wouldn't this burn the bottom of the pot? A pot costs dozens of taels of silver. How can you help if it burns out?"
Su Qingluan didn't look back to see who asked the question, she just smiled and said: "If the iron pot burns out, I can only advance the monthly payment given to me by shopkeeper Liang!"
Liang Youdao could hear the joke in Su Qingluan's words, and said half-jokingly: "Don't worry, Miss Su's monthly money is enough to buy an iron pot!"
Not long after, the bottom of the pot with sugar and crushed tea leaves began to make a slight "crackling" sound.
After a while, there was a faint white smoke, and wisps of it came out from the sweat towel that was tightly packed on the wall of the pot.
"Let's go, let's go!"
"It's okay!" Su Qingluan raised her voice to stop the panicked shouts of those who were about to carry water to put out the fire, "Just watch!"
Seeing that Su Qingluan was so calm and composed, the crowd that was originally a little turbulent gradually calmed down. However, for safety reasons, they unconsciously started to stay away from the stove.
Although shopkeeper Liang and chef Xu Yuanwei were not as panicked as the assistant chefs below, they still looked a little shaken.
However, when they saw Su Qingluan's calm face, they knew that these "white smoke" were what the other party was accustomed to seeing.
At this time, Xu Yuanwei, who was closest to the stove, raised his nose and asked: "Ms. Su, this smells like burnt, but what is it that's different?"
Su Qingluan praised: "Master is worthy of being a master. He realized the key points before others."
The other helpers were panicking because of the "missing water". As expected, the leading chef was more aware of cooking and could distinguish the subtle flavors.
After about a cup of tea, Su Qingluan stepped forward and took the iron pot away from the stove, then let the iron pot sit aside, waiting for the somewhat choking smell of smoke to dissipate.
During this break, Su Qingluan took a look at the steamed rice - the guys were steaming japonica rice.
Su Qingluan took out a bowl and placed it in a ventilated place to dissipate the heat. Then she mixed the sauce with rice vinegar, sugar and salt, sprinkled it on top of the japonica rice that had dissipated the heat, and stirred evenly with a spoon.
At this time, the white smoke in the iron pot had almost dissipated. As soon as Su Qingluan opened the lid, everyone who was watching on the side came over to take a look.
The chicken that was originally as white as jade has now turned brown. Some people couldn't help but ask: "Is this...is it burnt?" The tone was almost like "No dog will eat this kind of garbage." This sentence is put on the bright side.
Su Qingluan turned around and looked around at the expressions of the spectators.
Shopkeeper Liang was the calmest among them, just looking at what she said with a serious face;
Xu Yuanwei, the master chef, was also okay. Although his face was very tense, his expression management was not out of control at all;
Among the remaining people, some had twitching faces, some bared their teeth, and some were dumbfounded...
Just no one thought the chicken in the pot was still edible.
Su Qingluan didn't care about everyone's reaction, she just picked up a piece of chicken and tore it open gently.
In an instant, the tan exterior cracked, and the snow-white and distinct chicken meat was exposed again.
Moreover, unlike what everyone imagines as dry and charred chicken, the torn chicken even glows with a shiny and moist light - it is not dry or woody at all!
Su Qingluan handed the chicken that was divided into two parts to Shopkeeper Liang and Xu Yuanwei respectively: "Can you two try it?"
As a chef, Xu Yuanwei's own cooking skills and taste judgment go without saying; although Shopkeeper Liang himself is not good at cooking, he is still a restaurant owner, and he also has some appetite, so he has some knowledge about eating.
The two of them tore off a little bit of the chicken, put it in their mouths, and immediately understood the goodness of the chicken.
"The meat is so soft, tender, juicy, and it melts in your mouth!" Boss Liang praised.
"And the outer layer seems burnt, but it also has a strange aroma of tea. This is really the first time I have tasted such a flavor!" Xu Yuanwei nodded.
Su Qingluan then asked the other onlookers, "Why don't you all come and try it too?"
After all, chicken is used for food, so everyone only gets a small bite of chicken.
However, it was better not to take this bite. It was precisely because of this small bite of chicken and the special flavor of being smoked with caramel and tea leaves that everyone present was greedy.
Seeing this, Su Qingluan smiled and said: "This cooking method is called 'smoking'. It is suitable for cooking chicken, duck, fish, eggs and various tofu. The finished product can be used as a side dish or eaten alone, and has a unique flavor."
Then, she explained the precautions required for smoking and roasting. For example, cooked food must be drained before being smoked and grilled; for example, the pot must be surrounded airtight when smoking and grilled, etc.
One of the chefs sighed in a low voice: "It's a pity that this kind of roasting requires iron pots of sugar and tea, which are difficult for ordinary people to eat..."
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "In fact, you can also use fruit pine wood to make charcoal and slowly smoke it over a charcoal fire. You can also get a smoked grill with excellent flavor."
However, the external conditions are limited, and raw meat is often roasted directly on the fire, which often results in uneven heating and charring on the inside and outside; and the wood is mostly non-fruit wood and pine wood with a special aroma, and the flavor will be more enhanced by adding tea leaves.
But there’s one advantage to barbecuing outdoors—it’s cheap.
Shopkeeper Liang heard this and asked hurriedly: "Is this 'smoked roast' today's new product?"
