To make a pot of delicious soup, the most important thing is the heat. It must bring out the flavor of the bones without making the soup too thick.
This is not only about time, but experience is also very important.
Rena stood aside and watched Mag handle the bones, how to throw in the necessary spices at the right time, and remembered them one by one.
What was somewhat beyond her expectations was that, except for a small amount of cooking wine and ginger, Mag did not add too many spices and condiments, and the bones were not chopped, but used large intact bones.
"The purer the bone broth, the better. This will determine the most basic taste of your hot pot. Using intact bones is to prevent unnecessary risks from broken bones during the soup making process. Now cover the lid and lower the heat. After four hours of simmering, the thick soup will be ready." Mag closed the lid of the big pot, took a small pot from the side and placed it on the stove. He also took a few small bones from the refrigerator and looked at Rena Said: "Would you like to try?"
"Now?" Reina was slightly stunned. She just watched Mag do it once. Did Mag let her do it directly?
"I think you can do a good job." Mag nodded and gave up the position on the stove.
Looking at Mag's trusting eyes, Reina hesitated for a while, but chose to take a few steps forward. She closed her eyes, recalled what Mag had done and her own understanding, and quickly opened her eyes. He opened his eyes and picked up a bone.
Although this bone is just a joint, it is thicker than the usual pig bones. There are some bright red minced meat adhered to the surface of the porcelain white bone.
Although it is raw meat, it does not have any unpleasant meaty smell, but it exudes a slight fragrance.
"What a strange bone. What kind of pig bone is this?" Reina thought to herself curiously. She rarely buys meat. Occasionally when she gets off work in the evening, she goes to the market to buy a bone for her mother to make soup. After getting to know her, the boss would half-give or half-sell these bare bones with no fleshy foam visible.
Clean the bones, simply marinate them, add cold water to the pot, and bring to a boil over high heat...
A series of steps in an orderly manner. Treat this big kitchen as your own small kitchen and strive to do your best.
Mag who was standing aside nodded slightly. As he expected, Rena was not a novice in cooking and had a strong learning ability.
What is even more valuable is that she did not learn mechanically and had her own habits and ideas in some operations.
These details are habits left over from long-term cooking, and for a chef, they are also unique features that distinguish him from other chefs.
"The minced meat should be removed more cleanly, and meat that they did not order should not appear in the hot pot of the guests. Such a gift may seem good, but it may cause trouble to some guests."
"Also, the bone broth foam should be removed more thoroughly. The controllable loss of soup juice is to obtain a more delicate and rich soup. A little foam may prevent the taste of the soup from reaching the level I require." Mag looked at Rena and said.
"But wouldn't this be too wasteful?" Rena asked hesitantly.
Mag glanced at the minced meat attached to the bones that he had shaved off from the big bones before, shook his head and said: "As a chef, if you are obsessed with making perfect use of all the ingredients in a dish, it doesn't matter. It’s not a good thing. Different parts of the ingredients are used in different dishes, and clever combinations and selections can create wonderful flavors. And a general stew in one pot is the lowest cooking method."
"Coordination and choice..." Rena mused, feeling as if a door was suddenly opened in her mind. The imagination restricted by poverty broke free from the prison and flew to higher places.
"Letting the right ingredients appear in the right place is what a good chef should do." Mag looked at Rena with a smile, "It doesn't matter, you will understand this gradually."
"Yes, I understand." Reina nodded, looked at her small pot again and said, "Then this pot of soup..."
"Throw it out and start over." Mag had already taken out a few bones and put them on the cutting board.
"Throw it out?" Rena was slightly shocked. These were all fine bones. She had never seen such bones in the vegetable market. Was it going to be wasted like this because of her own mistake? "
"Yes." Mag nodded without any intention of discussing.
Reina turned off the fire with a stiff movement, and walked towards the dishwashing table with the soup pot. Although it had only been cooked for a while, the aroma of the meat had already overflowed, and the white soup only needed to be cooked for a few more hours. It's a delicious pot of broth.
And because of her mistake, such a pot of precious bone broth was about to be thrown away. Rena's eyes were filled with regret.
Walking to the sink, Rena was holding the soup pot, but she didn't pour the soup into the sink for a long time.
Mag looked at Rena quietly. Rena did have a good foundation in cooking. Although she was a wild child, with a little training, she should be able to standardize her skills very quickly.
Compared with operation, Reina's biggest problem is thinking, or the cooking thinking of most housewives in this world. Appropriate choices are the cornerstone of making delicious food. If she cannot reverse this kind of thinking, she will never be able to become a A qualified chef.
He will hold Reina to the same standards as the system requires of him. This is basic respect for the guests.
He wanted to see Rena make her own decision.
Reina, who had been standing by the sink for a while, turned around and looked at Mag. She looked at Mag sincerely and said, "Boss, I know my problem. But just pour out the pot of soup like this." It’s such a shame, can I take her home?”
"This is a failed product. I never let failed products be taken out of my kitchen." Mag shook his head, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
"But I was the one who made the mistake. There is nothing wrong with this pot of soup. Instead of pouring it into the pool, why can't it realize its due value?" Rena looked at Mag with some confusion, her eyes slightly twitching. reddish.
"Rena, failure is not a terrible thing. You know where you fell and then you can stand up and move on. But when you fail, you always have to pay some price, right?" Mag frowned slightly, this The girl seemed to be more persistent than he thought.
"If there is a price, can I change it to another punishment? My mother has told me since I was a child not to waste food. I have been in awe of food since I was a child. I cannot accept wasting such precious food because of my poor cooking skills. Pour it into the pool." Rena shook her head, tears already welling up in her eyes, she pursed her lips and tried to control her emotions.
