Chapter 130
When making meatballs, choose meat filling that is 30% fat and 70% lean, which will have a better taste. After Zhu Fan selected the ingredients, he swung his knife to chop.
With the sound of"da da da", Zhu Fan cut the pork into fillings the size of soybeans. If the meat filling is cut larger, the meatiness will be more obvious and it will be chewier when eaten.
As for the green onions and ginger, you can cut them as finely as possible. If you are too lazy to cut them, it is also a good idea to make them into green onion and ginger water and add them to the filling.
Zhu Fan's knife skills have improved a lot, so he can easily cut the green onions and ginger into small enough pieces. It can not only let their flavor blend into the filling, but also will not affect the taste.
Mix the green onion and ginger foam into the meat filling, add salt, soy sauce and starch, and mix and stir until it becomes viscous.
Heat oil in a hot pan, and when the oil temperature reaches 60% to 70% hot, Zhu Fan raised his hand to pinch the meat filling, squeeze out the appropriate size and put it into the pot——
‘Sizzle——’
As the meatballs were put into the pot, the hot oil and the area next to the meatballs immediately boiled, and countless bubbles of oil emerged, as if eagerly welcoming this foreign guest.
Zhu Fan's movements were very fast, and several meatballs were put into the pot one after another, making bursts of noise.
Zhu Fan's movements in preparing the dishes were not small, and the alchemists around him also noticed his movements.
Some alchemists who were born in the mortal world laughed at his appearance, and never thought that Zhu Fan would really cook like those ordinary cooks.
Thinking of the popcorn they bought before, some people couldn't help but wonder what the dishes Zhu Fan made this time would taste like.
And the disciples of the Medicine King Hall around Zhu Fan saw that his behavior was really like that of an ordinary person, and their faces were even more contemptuous. Humph
, what do you call yourself a spiritual chef? It's just an ordinary method!
Let me show you the wonderful method of alchemy in my Medicine King Hall!
The disciples of the Medicine King Hall raised their hands and drew up spiritual power, and several materials floated into the air and flew into the alchemy furnace.
Afterwards, they controlled the flames in the furnace to wrap all the medicinal materials and spiritual plants, refining the medicinal properties and spiritual power in them.
A faint medicinal fragrance was stimulated, and the disciples of the Medicine King Hall carefully controlled the fire to prevent the fire from being too strong and affecting the medicinal properties.
If an expert alchemist saw their skills, he might praise them, saying that they were worthy of being disciples of the Medicine King Hall, and their spiritual power control was so exquisite.
They glanced at Zhu Fan from the corner of their eyes, wanting to see how that guy would react at this time.
But Zhu Fan didn't care about what others were doing at all, just staring at the oil pan intently.
Zhu Fan used lard to fry the meatballs, and the smell was more obvious than soybean oil. At this time, with the heat, it kept emitting fragrance.
The smell of oil and meat floated out of the pot and slowly spread around...
The slight smell of the elixir of the disciples of the Medicine King Hall, when they met the meat smell, was like perfume meeting leek boxes. It didn't last for a second before the smell was covered...
Waves of fragrance continued to surge around, hitting the faces of the disciples of the Medicine King Hall, and going straight into their noses.
The body's instinctive reaction prompted them to start drooling and swallowing.
The leading alchemist frowned, not wanting to be affected by this little thing.
Now he was just refining the medicinal properties. He had to be more careful when condensing the pills to prevent the loss of spiritual power. He must not be distracted!
He reacted quickly and controlled the spiritual fire in the furnace more carefully.
But his fellow apprentices were not like him. They were distracted and did not control the fire in the furnace. The surging flames rose and several medicinal materials were almost burnt.
The frightened apprentices hurriedly controlled the flames to prevent the materials from being damaged.
Unlike those panicked disciples of the Medicine King Hall, Zhu Fan was already re-frying the meatballs for the second time.
The braised meatballs are to make the outer shell of the meatballs crispy and the inside chewy, and the re-frying process is indispensable.
After the meatballs are fried, heat the oil in the pot, add the scallions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant. After the fragrance is released, add rice wine, soy sauce and water to stir-fry the base sauce.
After the base sauce boils, add the fried meatballs and let them fully absorb the flavor. Salt and sugar are also added at this time, and water starch can make the soup thicker.
As the sauce is cooked over a high fire, the soup is already boiling, and several flavors burst out violently - the fragrance of scallions and ginger, the salty fragrance of soy sauce, and the meatballs are already soaked in flavor. With the high temperature, waves of aroma rushing, leaping freely around...
The first to bear the brunt are the disciples of the Medicine King Hall.
Although the aroma was tempting when frying before, it didn't make them too out of control.
But what is the concept of braised?
The flavors of a pot of soup are concentrated together, and the rest of the flavors have all risen to the outside.
Especially since they occupied all the space around Zhu Fan, the aroma had completely enveloped them.
‘Hiss……’
One of the disciples couldn't help but sucked his saliva.
‘smell good……’
This thought popped up in his mind completely out of control.
But he was at the critical moment of condensing the pill. With this distraction, a few strands of spiritual power that he couldn't control leaked out directly.
The disciple was shocked and quickly concentrated his mind and wanted to concentrate on making the pill.
However, sometimes you can't concentrate just because you want to...
Just like when you are memorizing, a bad friend insists on playing games next to you, and the sound is very loud...
Who can stand this! I ca n't calm down at all!
Not only this disciple, but also several alchemists in the Medicine King Hall around were all greatly affected.
Half of the brain: I want to make pills well.
The other half of the brain: It smells so good, so good, so good, so good, I want to eat so much, so much, so much, I want to eat so much, so hungry...
The brain is completely out of control, and even the mouth seems not to be my own.
Smelling that smell, the Medicine King Hall disciples' saliva was overflowing like crazy, and even their souls were about to float away, wanting to taste what the food in the pot tasted like...
For a moment, some of the Medicine King Hall disciples around accidentally burned the medicinal materials with fire, and some were too hasty to refine the medicinal effects and failed to refine enough. The disciples who were quick were clearly already condensing the pills, but ended up losing their minds and leaking their spiritual power...
Zhu Fan had chosen a corner before because he was afraid of affecting others, but these guys insisted on coming over, and ended up digging their own grave.
Although other alchemists also smelled such a fragrance, they were not so close, and the first wave of fragrance was almost absorbed by the Medicine King Hall disciples, so the impact they received was far less than that of the Medicine King Hall disciples.
Not only the contestants, but even the chief judges in the sky were attracted by the smell, and they stretched their necks to look in Zhu Fan's direction.
"Lao Wang, is this why you insisted on having me come here to be the judge with you?"
A judge looked at his friend beside him, tears flashing in his eyes.
He had been busy all day yesterday and wanted to take a good rest, but he was dragged here by his friend today.
He was a little unwilling at first, but now... he almost called him godfather.
The man called Lao Wang was the judge who was fed candy and sushi on the No. 3 ring.
"Of course, although you and I have no interest in alchemy, if we miss this opportunity, we will regret it for the rest of our lives!"
The chief judge surnamed Wang had a gleam in his eyes, staring closely at Zhu Fan's pot.
To judge the efficacy of the elixir, one must eat it in the mouth and feel the medicinal power.
So Zhu Fan's pot...
Hahahaha, I'm really a genius!