Sliced cucumbers are a simple and quick dish.
Everyone dares to say that they can photograph cucumbers, but not everyone’s cucumbers can be called delicious.
Wash the cucumber and place it on the cutting board without peeling it.
The skin is the soul of cucumber.
Of course, the same is true if you switch to pickled cucumbers.
Mag held the fat-headed fish in his hand and stood between his eyebrows with a solemn expression.
"It's now!"
Mag raised the knife and dropped it with a movement like thunder. The moment the kitchen knife fell, he flipped his wrist and changed from chopping to chopping. He suddenly slowed down the moment before it landed on the chopping board, and then lightly patted the cucumber.
Snapped!
Bang bang bang!
The round cucumber was immediately flattened, with juice splashing everywhere.
(Cucumber: I’m cracked.)
Looking at the cucumbers patted on the cutting board, Mag frowned slightly.
Because of the excessive force, the internal structure of the cucumber was severely squeezed and damaged, and it became clumps together, which was unsightly.
"Failed." Mag threw the broken cucumber into the basin aside and took out a new cucumber.
When it comes to patting cucumbers, the key point lies in the word 'pat'.
This is a perfect combination of strength and skill, and the control of strength is very critical.
Crack the cucumber into pieces to make it more flavorful and taste more soulful than finely cut cucumber slices.
Pat the cucumber into pieces, but don't pat it apart, let alone pat the inside of the cucumber into a paste, as that will lose its freshness.
This makes the step of photographing cucumbers difficult and skillful.
Mag carefully recalled his previous action for a while, tried to control his strength and the angle of the shot, and swung the knife down again.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
After a while, the basin nearby was filled with a pile of broken cucumbers.
"Father, are these the cucumbers we are going to eat tonight? I think they are a bit too much." Amy couldn't help but asked curiously as she watched Mag pick up a cucumber again.
"Oh, no, these are unpasteed cucumbers and cannot be used to make cucumbers." Mag shook his head.
"Then what are these cucumbers used for?" Amy blinked and asked in confusion.
"It will be discarded," McGonagall said.
"What a good cucumber, it's a pity to lose it." Amy took the basin and left, chewing the cucumbers again and again, and said: "Then leave these to me, I will eat them all .”
Mag's words were not suspected at all.
But this also confirmed his previous guess - Amy was really here for the food!
Mag smiled and shook his head, continuing to clap the cucumbers in his hand.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The force was neither light nor heavy, and every time the knife was struck, the section of cucumber in contact with the back of the knife could be cracked just right. The cucumber was covered with large and small cracks, but it maintained enough restraint.
"Perfect!"
Mag looked at the cracked cucumbers on the cutting board, nodded with satisfaction, and then cut them into small sections with a knife.
The cut cucumber naturally spreads out and is evenly and moderately sized. There are fine cracks all over the inside and outside of the cucumber, but it still looks plump.
The cucumbers are ready, and the next thing to prepare is the sauce.
The sauce is the core of the difference in the taste of cucumbers.
The original taste of cucumber is light, and the sauce will determine its taste.
As a lover of spicy and sour cucumbers, Mag has already made up a recipe in his mind: light soy sauce + mature vinegar + a little sugar + oil + minced garlic + spicy red oil + Chaotian pepper.
Although I have never made this dish before, I still ate a lot of Cucumber Mag.
After this period of familiarity and understanding of various seasonings, he has been able to roughly deduce what seasonings are in a dish through memory.
Of course, the specific usage still needs to be debugged.
After peeling the fresh garlic and mashing it into minced garlic, Mag began to prepare it as carefully as chemical medicine.
Chili red oil is readily available and is needed for both the cold pig ears and cold pig tongue.
"Too acidic!"
"Too sweet!"
“Too salty!”
“Too spicy!”
…
Mag frowned slightly as he tasted the sauce prepared each time.
Amy returned to the kitchen again, holding a big basin in her arms and a row of sauces on her hand. She dipped the cucumbers in the sauce and ate them happily.
"Is it delicious?" Mag asked as he put down the sauce, which he was still not satisfied with, and looked at Amy, who was chewing the cucumber like a little squirrel.
"Yeah, it's delicious." Amy nodded: "And it's getting better and better?"
"Then try this." Mag brought the newly prepared sauce to Amy.
Amy picked up a piece of cucumber, dipped it in, and put it in her mouth.
Sour, spicy, and delicious!
[A nearly perfect piece of dipped cucumber]
A line of appraisal report appeared in Amy's mind.
"Although it's delicious, I think it can be more perfect." Amy looked at Mag and said.
"Oh?" Mag was a little surprised. The little guy always liked to praise him, but he didn't expect that he would give an inexpensive and perfect evaluation now.
But this coincided with his thoughts.
The ratio of hot and sour was perfect, but he always felt that something was missing.
"Father, is this cucumber just for dipping?" Amy asked.
"That's right! We should mix them together and see the effect!" Mag's eyes lit up. He paid too much attention to the process, but ignored the possible reactions after combining the two.
Although the original taste of Huagua is light, it also has a special aroma.
Moreover, cucumbers tend to release water. After the sauce is mixed with them, the cucumber water will break out and become lighter. This is also an issue that needs to be considered.
"Cucumbers are eaten as a cold dish, not as a dip." Mag smiled and patted a cucumber again, then prepared a sauce according to the previous recipe, poured the sauce on the cucumber, mixed it well, and put it on Chill in the refrigerator.
Not long after, Mag took the cucumber out of the refrigerator.
The moisture on the plate did increase a bit, but because of the refrigeration, the amount of water analyzed was not too much.
The cucumber is still green, dotted with minced garlic and a few bright red chili pepper segments. The sour and spicy flavor slowly wafts in, making people unable to help but salivate.
"Try this." Mag took two pairs of chopsticks, handed one pair to Amy, picked up a piece of cucumber and put it into his mouth.
The sourness of the vinegar blooms in the mouth immediately, followed by the spiciness. The spiciness of the chili oil blends with the spiciness of the chili pepper, making the spiciness even more prominent.
At this time, when you bite into the cucumber, the crisp texture and the refreshing and abundant juice bloom in your mouth, which balances the sourness and spiciness in the most wonderful way.
"That's what it tastes like!"
Mag's eyes lit up.
He finally found the crux of the imperfection, which came from the original flavor of cucumber.
Now, the taste of cucumbers has fully met his requirements.
Although it is not as good as a real master's handiwork, it is enough to be used with wine and porridge!
Amy picked up a piece of cucumber.
[A perfect cucumber shot - amazing cooking skills]
