Chapter 62 This taste is authentic
Jiuzhuan Pig Intestines, also known as Jiuzhuan Large Intestines, is one of the classic Shandong dishes.
However, due to the special ingredients used in this dish, the control of taste and cooking time is very important. Also, due to the different tastes in different places, many people often cannot get used to it.
He Daqing didn't expect that these colleagues from Fengzeyuan would be stumped by the Nine-Turn Large Intestine.
"No problem, leave it to me!"
He Daqing nodded, then put down his bicycle, put on an apron, and strode straight to the kitchen.
"Make way, make way, let's watch Master He cook the large intestines, you all learn from him!"
Master Zhao grinned and quickly led He Daqing to clear the way.
Today, He Daqing is the boss of Fengzeyuan's kitchen. When it comes to Shandong cuisine, no one can rival him.
When they heard that He Daqing was making the Nine-Turn Large Intestine, the other chefs and apprentices also came over.
Being a chef these days is not a hands-on teaching method. Basically the master cooks in front of the stove while the apprentice serves on the side, learning while working.
If the master is happy, he will give you some guidance occasionally.
As the saying goes, a master can only lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you. How much you can learn depends entirely on your ability.
He Yuzhu felt proud to see so many people learning from his father, but he didn't know how to cook this dish, so he joined in.
Under the gaze of everyone, He Daqing put the washed large intestine into boiling water, and cut some onions, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell.
Although the Nine-Turn Large Intestine only involves the large intestine, the procedure is extremely complicated.
As we all know, the large intestine is a special part. If the ingredients are too light and the cooking process is too simple, it will inevitably have a bad smell. But if the ingredients are too heavy, most people will not be able to eat it.
This Shandong dish usually needs to be boiled first, then fried, and then braised.
After this operation, not only can the unpleasant smell in the large intestine be suppressed, but it can also keep the taste of the large intestine good enough.
"okay!"
"Serve!"
After some skillful operations, a plate of nine-turn large intestine that gave several chefs a headache was prepared by He Daqing.
When he cooked the nine-turn large intestine, he added coriander at the end to enhance the fragrance. It was served on the plate and was rosy and translucent, fatty but not greasy.
"As ordered!"
Looking at the crystal clear large intestines on the plate, Master Zhao was overjoyed and even bowed deeply to He Daqing. Then he held the plate with both hands and walked forward.
at the same time.
Inside the room.
Sun Lunan had a dark face and said to the waiter,
"I heard your boss is from Shandong Bank. How come you can't even make a nine-turn large intestine properly? Call your boss over!"
Sun Runan originally came to Beijing to report on his work, and happened to meet a few fellow villagers here, so he thought of finding a place to have a meal and get together.
He was not very familiar with the capital, so he wanted to have some hometown food, and then he found out about Fengze Garden.
However, he didn’t expect that the nine-turn large intestine prepared here was completely different from what he ate in his hometown.
Shandong people like to drink and eat meat. They drank enough wine, but the large intestine, the final dish, was not cooked well. This made them very angry, and they kept yelling.
"Sorry, sorry. Sir, our boss is busy today..."
The waiter also looked embarrassed.
I thought to myself that I had met an expert today.
People who usually come to their restaurant to eat rarely order the nine-turn large intestine, and even if they do, they don't have any objections. But today, something went wrong, and the three chefs cooked one by one, but none of them satisfied the leader.
"Boss, here are the pig intestines you requested!"
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
But Master Zhao came to the table carrying a plate of nine-turn pork intestines.
"Ok?"
Sun Runan, who was about to fly into a rage, was stunned when he saw the nine-turn large intestine on the plate.
The large intestine on top was bright red and cut to just the right thickness, almost exactly the same as what he had eaten in Quancheng. Moreover, the smell in the air seemed very familiar.
"Who...did this?"
Sun Lunan turned his head and looked at Master Zhao.
"Haha, this is made by our newly returned chef He. I don't know if it suits your taste."
Master Zhao scratched his head and answered truthfully.
Sun Lunan did not respond. He was stunned for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pig intestines and put it in his mouth.
Immediately, the meaty taste of the pig intestines lingered in his mouth, with five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty mixed together, making it particularly full and rich. Sun Lunan, who had already drunk a lot of wine, couldn't help but take another sip of wine.
"Authentic! This is the authentic Nine-Turn Large Intestine!"
Sun Lunan clapped his hands in admiration and said to the others,
"Come, everyone, try it, this is the authentic one!"
Seeing this, others also picked up their chopsticks and started tasting the food.
“Hey, that’s the smell.”
"This trip was not in vain. It seems that Fengze Garden really has a chef from Shandong Silver!"
"Haha, come on, drink some!"
Everyone present was from Shandong, and their taste for food was heavier. When they tasted the flavor of their hometown, they all smiled happily.
Sun Lunan was particularly excited and looked at Master Zhao.
"Where are you, Master He?"
"Oh, I'll call him over right away!"
Master Zhao was startled and quickly turned and left.
Immediately, He Daqing was pulled by Master Zhao and came to Sun Lunan.
"Sir, this is our Master He, He Daqing."
"He Daqing..."
Sun Lunan stood up and shook hands with He Daqing directly.
"Comrade He Daqing, your dish is really authentic. May I ask where your hometown is..."
"I am a native of Beijing!"
He Daqing grinned.
"But our boss, Manager Luan, is from Shandong. I learned it from him."
"No wonder!"
Sun Lunan nodded and gave a thumbs up.
“It’s really authentic!”
Then, he drank three glasses of wine with He Daqing before letting him leave.
Yes, these days, there are guests like this from time to time, and He Daqing has gotten used to it.
Especially in Fengze Garden, everyone who comes here to eat is of a different status. Even international figures or international leaders often hold banquets here.
Of course, as a chef, He Daqing only needs to do his job well, which is the greatest dedication.
"Oh my, Daqing, you really helped me a lot this time!"
In the evening, Luan Xuetang, who had been away for a meeting, finally returned to Fengze Garden.
After hearing about what happened during the day, he came to He Daqing in person.
"You don't know, this Sun Lunan is not an ordinary person, he is a powerful person. Daqing, if it weren't for you today, our Fengze Garden would be laughed at!"
Luan Xuetang is very versatile and has extensive connections, so naturally he knows a lot of people.
If He Daqing hadn't been here today, it would have been difficult for Fengzeyuan to survive in the circle in the future.
"No way, Master, this is what I should do."
He Daqing smiled modestly and didn't take it seriously.
“That’s where the difficulty lies.”
Luan Xuetang patted He Daqing on the shoulder.
"Many people just like to turn what they are supposed to do into something glorious after they accomplish it."
Luan Xuetang shook his head and looked at He Daqing.
"Daqing, I owe you a favor. So, if you want something, just tell me directly!"