Lin Fei looked at Wen Mingtang who was tossing the pot, and before the sound of the iron spoon colliding with the iron pot was heard, Wen Mingtang on the other side quickly scooped the egg fried rice in the pot and poured it into the three plates that had been prepared on the side inside.
Everything seems to be "caught off guard", the fire is fast, the rice is fried quickly, the side dishes, the auxiliary materials are placed quickly, the pot is turned fast, and even the final pan is equally fast.
This is obviously a quick stir-fry on a high fire, and it can be eaten out of the pan quite quickly.
The steam on the broken golden rice piled up like a "hill" on the three plates, the aroma of eggs, rice, bacon, green onions and other side dishes blends with the steam in the iron pan. It became an indescribable alluring smell, rushing straight to people's nostrils.
Yes, it’s pot gas! Lin Fei subconsciously picked up a spoon, scooped it up and put it into his mouth. The smell of greasy fried rice with eggs in his memory had gone nowhere. Although it is fried food, the spoonful in the mouth does not feel greasy at all. Obviously, the amount of oil is controlled by Master Wen's hands like a scale.
The first feeling of the entrance is the fragrance! It smelled delicious before entering the mouth, but after eating it, it tasted delicious. The aroma of eggs, pork oil, bacon, and rice are mixed together, and together with the gas from the frying pan, it evokes the ultimate enjoyment of the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, and makes people feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
The firework in the world is not as exquisite as the court food, but it has its own uniqueness.
Liang Hongjin scooped a spoonful into the fried soft assorted golden rice, and when she collected the spoon, she brought up a spoonful of "mountain of broken golden rice", and then she couldn't wait to put it into her mouth In the middle, as the teeth chew up and down, the tenderness of the eggs, the chewiness of the bacon, the refreshingness of the carrots, and the slightly dehydrated dryness of the overnight rice are not only fragrant, but also rich in taste.
Bite after mouthful of the assorted golden rice, Liang Hongjin is a typical gourmet. Currently, diners who need to get the food into their stomachs as soon as possible are not like Lin Fei who is on the side. He began to carefully observe the assorted golden rice in front of him.
From a rough look, the assorted broken gold rice in front of me is indeed like fried gold as Master Wen said, and the name "broken gold rice" is exactly what the name lives up to.
Looking closely... Lin Fei, who boasted that he had already "whispered" in his belly, could not resist the temptation of the broken gold rice in front of him, but was holding the spoon in his hand, and he was a little bit impatient.
Without him, upon closer inspection, this piece of broken gold rice is really too "delicate".
That's right, a plate of broken gold rice that seems to be full of fireworks can be described as "fine"!
The plate of broken golden rice in front of him had distinct grains, and every grain of rice was covered with egg yolk. Lin Fei was probably in the habit of investigating cases on a daily basis. Really pull it apart, the inside is the same as the top, every grain of rice is like this, without exception.
Looking at Lin Fei in the other room eating and eating, he actually delved into the assorted broken gold rice, Wen Mingtang said with a smile while chewing the broken gold rice in his mouth.
Lin Fei took a mouthful of broken gold rice into his mouth, and saw the girl talking about the broken gold rice with a smile. Although he was eating the food, his eyes fell on the girl's satisfied face and did not move away.
It is a blessing for most people to be able to do what they like to do all their lives and use it to support themselves!
"Eggs only use egg yolks, and the rice should not only be fried until the grains are distinct, but each grain must be covered with egg flower. If you eat the egg and you don't see the egg, that is the so-called gold-coated silver," the girl said, pointing to the frying pan. The broken gold rice, eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, obviously looking at the assorted broken gold rice that I fried, I am very satisfied, "Don't look at the simplicity of the ingredients, but it is not easy to make..."
"When frying, add more oil to the egg yolk, otherwise the egg yolk will not be able to cover the rice grains when it disperses, and the egg yolk must be fried together with the rice, and you must have sharp eyesight, quick hands, and amazing arm strength... Well, this is thanks to the teaching of Miss Liang. I have done a few tricks, so it can be seen that no matter what you do in this world... even if you are a cook, you can't do it with weak physical strength." Wen Mingtang gave another mouthful of rice and took it into his mouth.
I don't know if it's because I haven't cooked in Dali Temple for a few days. The girl talked a lot today. After she swallowed the broken gold rice in her mouth, she said with a smile again, "Then it's time to turn the pot on. Toss the rice grains up, and let the egg liquid be wrapped with rice before it solidifies. Just now when Lin Shaoqing came over, he saw that I had already scrambled the eggs, and saw that I added the egg liquid when I scrambled, did he wonder what I was doing? In fact, it is today I bought a lot of eggs. The first fried egg flower was served with diced bacon, diced carrot, and shiitake mushroom as a side dish. It was made in one pot. If it was pure golden rice, without those assortments, the first egg flower was not fried of…"
Lin Fei listened carefully to the girl's instructions on how to stir-fry the broken golden rice, then fell silent for a while, then raised her head suddenly, and looked at her faintly: "Are you planning to leave the public kitchen?"
Girls are not bad at cooking, but they have delved into this piece of broken gold rice... Obviously not just to satisfy their own desires. Then I think about what happened around her in recent days: the takeaway stalls of the public kitchen are not allowed to open, Zhao Sishan, the head of the palace, is going out of the palace, Lao Yuan is sympathetic to the money, and A Bing and Tangyuan want Together, money is needed to set up a facade, and these... the internal affairs office with Concubine Jing as a demon has become the biggest obstacle.
Wen Mingtang stopped eating the piece of broken gold rice in his hand, and met Lin Fei's gaze, but she didn't answer his words immediately.
Just now on the way here, she did seriously consider what Liang Hongjin said. There are indeed advantages and disadvantages between a public chef and an outside restaurant.
Whether it is Ji Caimai or Lin Fei, they have comforted her that Concubine Jing should not worry too much about being a demon, but Concubine Jing is the adoptive mother of the Holy Majesty after all... To take a step back, Concubine Jing's troubles have been solved. Concubine Liao Jing might also make a fuss about the concubine, it's the same.
Perhaps it comes from the deep-seated nature brought about by modern society, Wen Mingtang is very repulsed by the feeling that one word can determine life and death.
Even though on the surface, she is a very qualified citizen of Darong, and she has made many sympathetic friends, but she is still a modern person who is used to the protection and restriction of a series of rules such as human rights and laws in modern society.
Of course, no matter how repulsed she was, she did not forget that this was Darong. Therefore, for her as an orphan, the best choice is to stay away from those dangerous places.
So when she was in Ye Ting, she wanted to leave the palace and leave the "cannibal" palace; after leaving the palace, she stayed in Dali Temple for a year, and she was very happy.
But the public kitchen is under the jurisdiction of the internal affairs yamen. Unfortunately, no matter whether this yamen was taken over by Concubine Jing before or now, she felt a feeling of being choked.
If it wasn't for the trouble caused by Wen Xuance's daughter, she might have left Chang'an long ago.