A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

After listening to Li Yi's explanation, the feedback from the audience in the live broadcast room was not consistent.

"Can I say I've never had wasabi?"

"What does mustard taste like?"

"I've only had wasabi once in a cafeteria and almost died there."

"Well, forgive the country people for not seeing the world. I really don't know what mustard tastes like."

"Isn't it? So many people have never eaten mustard? Isn't this thing very common?"

"Even if people from the Northeast have never eaten it, they should have heard of horseradish, right?"

"Coordinate WF, we have a mustard chicken, it's really delicious."

"I'm an old Beijinger. I've eaten mustard since I was a child. Mustard puffs, mustard duck feet are all common dishes, and I can cook them too, but I have to use mustard well."

"I used to run a restaurant in Beijing. At that time, we always went to No. 34 to buy mustard. It was a special supply store, and the big restaurant bought from there. Unfortunately, it moved out later."

"Hey! Guess what? The mustard we eat in the old capital is very authentic!"

"Mixing mustard juice is a handicraft. It needs to be boiled with rice vinegar and sifted through a sieve. I went to Jingcheng Fanzhuangzi to try cold dishes. I tried mustard pie and mustard duck feet. These two dishes are the best sellers. Look at these two dishes. How well the dishes are cooked, you will know the master's craftsmanship."

"Good mustard juice is really good in one sip, not choking, but the whole brain is clear."

"Duck feet with mustard are my favorite. I'll take a bite the next day when I'm drunk. It's so satisfying!"

Liu Yifei looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and hesitated.

"Is it that delicious?"

She muttered in confusion.

Hearing her words, Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Don't you like mustard?"

"good."

Liu Yifei explained: "I've eaten them all, wasabi is okay, but I don't like horseradish, it's too strong.

What I can accept is the taste of yellow mustard butter shrimp balls, and I can't stand it no matter how heavy it is. "

Li Yi nodded and said with a smile: "It's normal, mustard is a condiment, so the taste must be properly measured, and it must not be allowed to overwhelm the host."

As he said that, he put the stirred mustard pot on the counter and began to prepare the seasoning.

"The punch of mustard is mainly due to the mustard oil that it produces through fermentation."

While adding salt to the pot, Li Yi explained: "In order to reduce the irritation of the mustard, it must be fermented and released enough mustard essential oil before diluting it, this step is also called 澥.

But unlike sesame paste, mustard must be made with rice vinegar in a ratio of 1:1.

Adding sugar before fermentation is to neutralize the bitterness of mustard, and salt is the bottom mouth.

However, after it is opened, the taste that has just been adjusted will be weak, so it is necessary to add 100 grams of salt and 150 grams of sugar to give the taste enough.

There is another mustard oil to be added here, stir them evenly, and the mustard sauce is ready. "

While talking, he didn't stop working, and quickly mixed a pot of mustard.

Afterwards, he took all the duck feet that Chen Jianbing had shaved.

But he didn't rush to stir, but took the kitchen paper and wiped all the water off the duck's paw.

"When mixing duck feet, it is best to dry the duck feet or wipe them dry. There should not be too much water, otherwise the juice will not hang."

Li Yi took a basin, grabbed 12 duck feet and put them in, scooped up a spoonful of mustard sauce, poured it into the basin, and started to stir it with his hands.

Soon, a layer of bright yellow mustard sauce was evenly hung on the duck feet.

Taking one out of it, Li Yi handed it to Liu Yifei's mouth: "Taste the saltiness."

Liu Yifei opened her mouth to eat, but Li Yi retracted her hands.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Yifei took a moment to look at him depressedly.

"Remind you."

Li Yi smiled and said, "Try to breathe through your mouth, not through your nose."

"Know it!"

Liu Yifei raised her head and opened her mouth with a smile, Li Yi then fed her the duck paw.

Biting the duck's paw into her mouth, she put her index finger under the nostril, blocked the nostril, and chewed in small mouthfuls.

Frowning slightly, she nervously waited for the strength from Mustard.

Soon, a pungency surged up like an electric current.

But different from the high-voltage current in her impression, this pungent smell is more like a low-voltage current used for massage, making the pores all over her body seem to relax.

"call!"

She exhaled a pungent mustard breath, only to feel sore eyes, and a stream of tears welled up, but she didn't feel any irritation, only a transparent sense of comfort.

"Is it spicy?"

Li Yi observed her state, and had already taken a box of milk in his hand.

Whether it's wasabi or chili pepper, it's very enjoyable to eat in moderation.

Liu Yifei took out a napkin, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "It feels so transparent."

"Is it spicy?"

Li Yi asked her and put the milk back.

"fine."

Liu Yifei chewed the duck's feet and sniffed lightly: "It's a bit spicy, but not choking, and it's quite enjoyable."

"That's good…"

Just as Li Yi was talking, Wu Lei came up to him with a "pig nose" and reported to him, "Brother Yi! The onions are all cut!"

"Hey!"

Li Yi was forced to take half a step back by the onion smell all over his body, frowned and said with a smile: "You're soaked through!"

Wu Lei took off his gas mask, lowered his head and sniffed his body, coughed a bit, and said with a smile, "This is proof of my hard work."

"great."

Li Yi boasted perfunctorily, and then reminded: "Go and wash the evidence!"

"Um."

Wu Lei agreed with his lips, but his eyes were on the duck feet in the basin, and he asked knowingly, "What is this? Is it delicious?"

"Eat as much as you want."

Li Yi handed him a pair of chopsticks.

"I'll take a sip."

Wu Lei took the chopsticks and picked up a duck paw.

Looking at the yellow mustard sauce sinking in the bottom of the basin, he took the duck paw and dipped it in the sauce. It was covered in the sauce repeatedly before he took it out.

Seeing this, Li Yi wanted to remind him, but before he could speak, he stuffed the duck's paw into his mouth.

After eating the whole duck's foot in one bite, he chewed it twice, then raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Li Yi: "It's delicious, but a little sour..."

He didn't finish speaking, as if someone had suddenly slapped him with a sap, he shrank his neck suddenly, covered his head and closed his eyes, with a painful expression on his face.

"Must...mustard..."

He rolled his eyes and mumbled.

Liu Yifei smiled and said: "It's useless to call me sister, I just wanted to remind you, you dipped in too much sauce."

In the live broadcast room, watching Wu Lei scratching his ears and cheeks, the audience gloated over his misfortune.

"Haha! Exactly the same as the first time I ate wasabi!"

"It's up, hahaha! Not enough greed!"

"Tsk tsk! I've experienced this feeling before. It's too painful. My head feels like a needle."

"When you eat, breathe through your mouth, not through your nose."

"It should be eaten with your nose pinched, so it won't be spicy."

"Smell the baijiu quickly! It will relieve the spiciness!"

Glancing at the barrage, Li Yi took the box of milk, put a straw in it, and handed it to Wu Lei, explaining, "Whether it's breathing control or smelling liquor, it's all about treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

Wasabi is also a kind of spicy food. As long as it is spicy, the strongest nemesis will always be milk. "

He put the milk into the hands of Wu Lei who was stretching out his hands, and after Wu Lei picked it up, he drank all the milk in one gulp.

"call!"

Breathing out a pungent breath, Wu Lei burst into tears: "Woooooo! I almost died!"

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