Master Shan asked Lin Chou, "I said brother, is that okay?"
Nonsense, how can a man say no?
"No problem, but I need some materials, which are not available here."
Qin Sheng felt that he had just lost face in front of Xia Yu, so he came over and patted his chest to promise, "Brother Chou, whatever you want, I will get it for you within an hour!"
Lin Chou whispered something, and Qin Sheng nodded graciously.
"That's it? It's gone?"
Lin Chou spread his hands and said, "That's all."
Qin Sheng turned around and got into the crowd, running and saying, "Give me five minutes, be right back! Wait for me!"
The words were spoken to Lin Chou, but his eyes were glued to Xia Yu.
Qin Wuyong said, "Boss Lin, do you really know what to do?"
Lin Chou's expression was quite calm, "It's very simple."
Qin Wuyong couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Then we'll see."
Barrage,
"With such a calm tone, why do I feel that an aura called pretentiousness permeates the entire screen."
"It's very simple...hehe, I'll give you eighty-one points for this pretense, and the remaining eighteen points will be given to you in the form of 999."
"The calculation upstairs was wrong! Three-nine-twenty-seven..."
"Because 6 turned over."
passers-by,
"What did I just hear? What can I do?"
"I can already smell the ammonia scent of soft crystal notes!"
"Three million, just ready to put it in my pocket with such an understatement..."
Soon Qin Sheng ran back with a bag on his shoulders and handed the bag to Lin Chou, "Huh...huh...Brother Chou, do you think this will work? The meat was newly slaughtered today...so are the fans. the best..."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Xia Yu held a glass of cold salt soda water and placed it in front of Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng's face suddenly turned red, "No, no, it's okay, I'm not tired!"
Master Shan curled his lips, this skill is not as good as that of a boy, like a stupid boy trying to pick up girls?
The bag contains a whole pig hind leg. The exposed meat is a very fresh red color with almost no trace of white fat. When pressed with your hand, it springs up immediately.
Pig skin is very tight, pink and white in color, and looks very shiny. People often say that "diseases of the body show up on the outside." The same is true for identifying the quality of pork. Unless the type of pig is special, there will be signs such as spots, color patches, Weird colors or bumps are absolutely not allowed.
The flour Lin Chou asked Qin Sheng to find was sweet potato flour, which has become more common since potatoes and sweet potatoes were grown on a large scale in the base city.
Sweet potato starch is bright and white in color, which means it has fewer impurities and is purer. The higher the whiteness, the better the quality. On the contrary, more impurities mean poor quality.
Lin Chou pinched a little starch powder with his thumb and index finger, and rubbed it back and forth. It was smooth and delicate, and made a slight squeaking sound. The powder felt like it was vibrating on his fingertips.
Qin Sheng was right, the materials were all of the best quality.
Lin Chou cut off the skin and fat from the pork, removed the superficial fascia, and cut it into thick slices about one pound in size, and stacked them neatly on the chopping board.
"I said boss, I told you that there is no meat in the stuffing, but wild vegetables. You are in violation."
Lin Chou smiled and said, "It's not about making stuffing, it's about making skin."
"Pier?"
"How to make pork skin..."
"No way!"
Lin Chou glanced around, and stopped when his eyes fell on the edge of the square. He walked to a tall cypress tree, jumped more than ten meters high, and gently folded down two tree trunks as thick as his arms.
This cypress tree is extremely old. The trunk is folded down and extends in a slow spiral shape. The bark is rugged. The thickest part has a straight part about half a meter long, and then it becomes twisted and coiled, like a ghost claw.
With a touch of hand, the bark fell off, revealing the smooth inner surface, and snapped off, leaving only a straight part.
Lin Chou looked at his hands, which were still as smooth as jade, with no sign of injury.
"Sure enough, the skin is like that of a beaten bull..."
After returning to the stall, I briefly repaired the two cypress sticks and cleaned them with alkaline water. I shook them with my hands. Well, they were very handy.
Holding a wooden stick in each hand, he beat the pork on the chopping board like a drum.
Cypress wood has a natural light fragrance, and there is very little juice in the branches. There is no need to worry about the excessive flavor affecting the delicious flavor of the meat.
"Crackling... crackling..."
The percussion rhythm is still very fresh and lively, which expresses my inner world that is as warm and warm as the sun, that's it.
Lin Chou controlled the strength very well. He raised it high and lowered it gently, and it would close at the touch. When it landed on the meat, it would make a short "pop" sound.
Beat the pork with the weight of the cypress stick itself. In less than ten minutes, the pork on the chopping board gradually mashes into a ball, and some white tendons and pale white blood vessels are exposed.
This is the uniqueness of Lin Chou. If it were done by someone else, it would be very easy to smash some small blood vessels and tendons, making it impossible to remove them. Mixing them in the meat paste would affect the taste and texture.
Qin Wuyong watched Lin Chou keep picking out the debris in the meat paste, "Is this good?"
Lin Chou shook his head, "It's still early."
Use warm water to dissolve a little bit of alkaline noodles, pour it on the minced meat, then swing the wooden stick and continue beating.
"Putting in alkaline water can increase the viscosity. It's a pity that we can't find glutinous rice. Otherwise, we can mix some glutinous rice paste into it, which will have a better effect." He continued to move his hands while saying, "It will take at least two hours of beating like this." achieve the desired effect.”
Qin Wuyong was speechless, "Two hours?...Then what?"
Lin Chou said, "Then add sweet potato flour and roll it out."
The pounded meat was soft and sticky, showing a very attractive pink color. It was sealed into a dumpling with two layers of plastic wrap and placed in a bucket filled with large pieces of ice that Qin Sheng found to cool down.
When you take it out after fifteen minutes, the temperature of the meat paste will be about 5 degrees Celsius, and then spread it out on the chopping board.
Sprinkle a thin layer of sweet potato flour evenly on the surface and roll it over with a rolling pin to make it thinner. Spread sweet potato flour again and roll again. Repeat this about ten times. Use a kitchen knife to scoop up the thin slices of pork that are already covered on the chopping board. , stacked layer by layer into a square shape.
Sprinkle sweet potato flour and roll it out thinly. After repeating these steps dozens of times, the originally light red meat slices gradually began to become translucent and could be picked up as a whole without breaking.
"oh!!"
The onlookers exclaimed, "How is this possible?"
Qin Wuyong also looked at the face in surprise. The barrage scrolling on the monitor was dizzying.
"I take back what I just questioned. This boss Lin is very powerful."
"This is a man with real skills. Pork is used to make dough..."
It wasn't over yet. During Lin Chou's continuous rolling and sprinkling of sweet potato flour, the dough became as thin as a cicada. The huge two-meter-square chopping board was no longer large enough for the dough to stretch.
Lin Chou had no choice but to cut the dough into four pieces while everyone looked at her with pity.
"This is cut..."
