Chapter 161 Fried Pork Ribs

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Although several middle-level leaders of the Chefs Association said that "little anchors can't make a difference" and "amateurs' petty troubles", in just a few days, they have made it a regular practice to watch live broadcasts and learn new dishes on a sunny day. team building project.

The dishes that were full of color, flavor and taste, and the highly professional comments made this group of people realize that this little internet celebrity, who currently only has 2 million fans, has immeasurable cooking skills and will definitely make great achievements in the future.

"Who is behind Sunny Day?" Revolving around this question, they first pointed the finger at the Federal Chefs Association in a conspiracy theory.

Anyone who has some experience knows that it is impossible to say that she bravely broke into Xingwang live broadcast alone. This soaring rate of increase in followers is not only promoted by people, but also by powerful capital.

The slightest movement on the empire's side cannot be hidden from their informants, so there is a 99.99% probability that it is infiltration by foreign forces.

Remote galaxy? Don't be ridiculous, those star thieves and poor people even drink inferior nutritional solutions. How can they have the ability and common sense to cook natural ingredients?

federal……

Are the Federals invading food culture?

However, this thing called an air fryer is much better than the improved kitchen utensil project they have on hand. At least it is a new gadget.

After King James took office, he paid more attention to people's livelihood than his father, so he proposed a series of rectification measures for the privileged chefs association. For example, at least one affordable kitchenware should be launched every year; A condiment; for example, the correct way to eat at least one natural ingredient is revealed every month, supplemented by cooking suggestions, such as...

After more than thirty years, the Chefs Association has tried its best to deceive people, but it is almost at the end of its rope.

Unexpectedly, someone handed me a pillow when I fell asleep. There was such a little genius in the federal culinary family. Regardless of whether she is a friend or an enemy, we should first extend an olive branch to win over her and squeeze out the few patents she has in her hand.

[MasterChef: Hello host Qingtian, congratulations on your success in attracting the attention of the Chefs Association with your original kitchen appliance "air fryer". We now invite you to cooperate with us and donate your commercial rights free of charge to enrich the kitchen life of the people of the empire. Based on the policy of supporting new chefs, 0.5% of the proceeds from the sale of kitchenware will be automatically credited to your personal account. Opportunities wait for no one, please reply immediately after receiving it! ]

"I want to fry more, so the amount of batter is also larger. You can adjust the proportion according to the number of side dishes." At this time, Fang Qingnuan was at the critical step and had no time to pay attention to the hustle and bustle of private messages. "150g flour, 150g potato starch, 150g corn starch, 9 eggs, 18g baking powder, 150g olive oil, 150g beer."

She first mixed the flour with eggs and beer, and then poured olive oil on the cream-yellow batter and stirred it again with a whisk.

"This batter is easier to beat and can be done manually. When we lift the whisk like this and the remaining batter flows down like a thread, we can stop."

"Let's fry the ribs that everyone has been looking forward to for several hours first." She took out the small basin with the ribs from the refrigerator, poured 1/3 of the batter into it, mixed it evenly with her hands, and then started the pot on the fire, "Frying. For food, you need to put more oil. Let’s heat the oil in the pan and heat it over medium heat. When the oil temperature is about six degrees, you can put the ribs in the pan."

[Leaving the surface of the Emperor Star: Wrap it in this batter, it will be very crispy and delicious when fried ()]

[Not paying attention is my gentleness: You actually have to add beer. Where can you buy that baking powder? 】

[May: It’s a new powder at first glance. Baking powder is commonly used in baking. The anchor has recommended a store that sells this kind of stuff before.]

[Steamed pork ribs with taro: Spare ribs are really a bit expensive, so I plan to use the anchor’s all-purpose batter to try frying some special meat first]

[Li Xiaotian is a dog: Forget it, Xingwang Fresh Pork Ribs have been sold out, @星网fresh official account, can you do it? 】

[Official account of Online Fresh Products: Woohoo, dear, don’t worry, Xiaoxian is already working hard to allocate resources, and the freshly killed pork from the farm will be on the shelves soon! 】

"Don't be in a hurry when putting the ribs in. Use chopsticks to put them in piece by piece." Fang Qingnuan put the ribs in the first pot, and after they were slightly fried and set, he slowly fiddled with them and said, "Our family prepares a lot of ribs. So we have to fry about 3 pots, and finally we have to fry them all again.”

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Bobo smelled the aroma of fried meat and struggled for a moment between the feast in his dream and the delicious food in front of him. He still chose to open his eyes and see what delicious food Qingtian sister was making for him again.

Unexpectedly, this glance would make the good-tempered puppy bark in anger.

"Woof woof! Woof!" Stinky attracts wealth, how can you eat alone! ! !

Bai Tuanzi was happily eating the ribs on the small plate in front of him. He didn't even look at him. Instead, he was standing by the pot, taking out the freshly fried ribs. Sister Qingtian glanced at him and said softly: "Come in." Is Bao also awake? Do you want to come over and taste some spareribs for me?"

"Wu~wu~" Sister Qingtian, wuwuwu~

Bobo, who was flying towards the sunny sky, understood for the first time what it means to run in both directions. He ran towards Pai Rib, and Pai Rib stretched out towards him. This is love~~

"Families with children, please pay attention. Whether they are children or cats and dogs, they will rush towards the pot when they smell the aroma of fried meat. At this time, you must protect them to avoid being burned by the hot oil." Fang Qing Nuan coaxed Jinbao to the side of Zhaocai and handed him a small plate with a piece of ribs.

Seeing that the shit shovel officer didn't favor one over the other, Hughes felt a little happy and a little unhappy.

Happily, she didn't give Jinbao preferential treatment just because he was a guest; but unhappyly, she gave herself and this brat similar portions, so couldn't she show more flattery to herself?

"Okay, after the little interlude, we have finished frying the first round of the three pots of ribs. The surface is golden and crispy, and the inside is basically cooked." She turned up the heat and prepared for re-frying. "The oil is 80% hot. Let's Divide them into three batches and fry them again at high temperature for one minute."

Turn off the heat and take out the crispy fried ribs. Fang Qingnuan used a slotted spoon to control the oil, poured them into a large bowl lined with oil paper, took the condiments and sprinkled them with shaking hands.

"We have marinated the pork ribs, so we don't need to add too many seasonings. Just a little cumin powder and a little chili powder." Fang Qingnuan shook the bowl a few times with both hands to mix the seasonings evenly, then Fang Qingnuan divided the fried pork ribs into I ordered three portions, two of which were put into crisper boxes.

"We will eat one now, one for Bobo to take away, and the other as a thank-you gift for a friend." She walked up to the two cubs, pinched two finalized pieces of ribs from the bowl, and placed them on the table. They said on the plate, "Here, these are fried spareribs. They are crispier and more delicious than the previous one."

"I'll have one too. Let's try the reserved non-spicy one first." Fang Qingnuan did it like magic, pinching out a piece of spareribs from the edge of the bowl that was indeed not stained with chili powder. "Friends who can't eat spicy food, hurry up." It’s easy to share, it’s just one piece, the rest is slightly spicy.”

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"Old Mu, can you 100% share the little anchor's taste?" After debugging the terminal for a long time, Lin Maoshan saw that the little anchor had finished the non-spicy piece of ribs and was about to eat the slightly spicy one, so he hurried to Mulin Peak Next to him, he successfully scared away the first fish he caught today.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Mulinfeng, who missed the ribs tasting because he had been focusing on the float, felt that his old friend was making trouble unreasonably, "I almost dragged him up, just for that pulling force..."

"I don't care about the fish or not, the ribs, now it's about the ribs!" The unreasonable Dean Lin kept silent about his shouting about fishing, and took Lao Mu's hand and asked him to try the terminal, "It's so evil , only yours can work normally?"

"Stop shaking, I can't share." Mulinfeng put his hands away guiltily and packed up the fishing gear, "I don't think we can catch any fish today, let's go back."

"Why do I feel like something is wrong..." They have been friends for decades. Seeing his reaction, Lin Maoshan gradually felt something strange, "In order to fish, you lied to me and said that there would be a signal after restarting!! ?”

"Hey, come on, don't hit anyone..."

Dean Lin’s bad temper, hahaha

Although he studies ancient culture, he often travels to conduct on-site surveys, and he is actually very strong physically.