Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 68 Garlic Pork Ribs

  Whether Li Yuan did it on purpose or not, Wang Junshan himself was quicker than anyone else, and besides, his hand was hurt, so the matter of making evening food naturally fell on Wen Mingtang.

   It was halfway through the end of the day, and Wen Mingtang brought A Bing and Tangyuan to see the ingredients for Mushi.

   Seeing the fresh pork ribs at a glance, Wen Mingtang couldn't help but praise "Good!"

   "That's right, I picked it myself!" Ji Caimai's tone couldn't help but feel complacent. After all, after so many years of purchasing, how could the ingredients he picked be bad? The unpalatable lunch and evening food is not because the workmanship of the same surname Wang, surnamed Sun, is too poor!

  The meat dish at night is pork ribs, and the vegetarian dishes include green peppers and potatoes, as well as some tofu and cucumber.

  Wen Mingtang looked at the dishes and had an idea in his mind. After moving the ribs to the cutting board on the countertop, he picked up a bone chopping knife and started chopping the ribs.

   Wait until it is cut into small pieces of about the same size and washed in water.

   This is the procedure for processing ribs. Ji Caimai asked Wen Mingtang: "How are you going to do this ribs?"

  Wen Mingtang glanced at half a bag of garlic on the side, and said, "I want to make garlic pork ribs."

garlic rib? I have never heard of it. Ji Caimai nodded, carrying a bowl of ice powder that she made herself, walked to the food table closest to the counter and sat down: obviously she wanted to see how to make the garlic pork ribs.

   After the pork ribs are washed, A Bing and Tangyuan help to smash the peeled garlic and chop it into pieces.

  Looking at the way A Bing slapped garlic with the back of the knife again and again, even Ji Caimai couldn't help but be surprised: "It's... quite skilled!"

  Although Master Wen has only been here for a few days, these two half-old children have learned a lot.

  Here, the bowl of snack called ice powder in his hand was made by two children, A Bing and Tang Yuan.

   "Ah Bing is stronger, and it shouldn't be bad if you practice a lot of pot handling, cooking, and knife work," Wen Mingtang said, "The glutinous rice **** are delicate, so it's very suitable for her to do the cakes and delicate work in the white case."

  Ji Caimai heard the words, paused his eyes on the two people who were busy, nodded and said: "That's true, but you are willing to teach!"

   After all, it is the handicraft of eating at hand, not everyone is willing to teach it like this.

   "I also learned it from others," Wen Mingtang said with a smile when he heard the words, "No one else hides their secrets, so why should I hide them?"

   This is the truth. What she knows and learns comes from later generations, not from herself.

  When the blood in the ribs was almost soaked, A Bing and Tangyuan also chopped the garlic, and Wen Mingtang poured in most of the bowl of minced garlic, leaving only a little bit that seemed to be useful for other purposes.

   Then add sauce, wine, salt, pepper, eggs and a little starch to knead and marinate.

   Waiting for the ribs to be marinated, along with the vegetables, shredded potatoes and green peppers to make shredded green peppers and potatoes, a sliced ​​cucumber to marinate slightly, diced tofu and egg drop to make a tofu egg drop soup.

   These vegetarian dishes are not uncommon, even Master Sun and Master Wang have cooked them, but the taste is really unflattering.

  Liu Yuan and the others knew about Li Yuan's cuju kick today, and when they learned that Wen Mingtang was doing the evening meal today, they began to look forward to the evening meal for the first time since entering Dali Temple.

  However, after looking at the file on the table, Liu Yuan shook his head, throwing out the expectation of the evening food in his mind, and continued to look down the file with his head down.

  The row of names on the file in my hand is a mouthful: I am not from the Central Plains!

   So far, he still doesn't know what these things have to do with the case itself, but Lin Shaoqing asked to investigate, so let's investigate!

   After checking the file in his hand, Liu Yuan threw away the file in his hand hastily when he heard the chime of the unitary hour, and ran to the public kitchen lobby.

   Originally thought that his run was early enough, but unexpectedly, there were already many people sitting in the public kitchen of Dali Temple.

  It's really early enough! Liu Yuan muttered resentfully, walked to the front of the counter, greeted Wen Mingtang and others who were standing behind the counter, and looked down at the dishes on the counter impatiently.

The vegetarian dishes are cucumbers with green peppers and potato shreds. Compared with the burnt, old, and rotten vegetarian dishes of Master Sun and Master Wang in the past, the two vegetarian dishes on the table look much better in terms of appearance. In the soup pot on the side is a tofu egg drop soup made of tender white tofu and beaten egg drop.

  The cooking method is still the same, but it is green and white, and the clean and refreshing appearance makes people feel a little bit appetizing at a glance.

   What really caught his attention was the meat dishes on the side.

  The meat dish eaten today is pork ribs, but the method is completely different from what he has seen before. When it is deep-fried, it becomes a golden color. It was wrapped with what seemed to be fried peanuts and something else. Just standing here, an indescribable aroma of garlic rushed to his nostrils.

  The name of this dish is also worthy of the indescribable garlic fragrance, it is called garlic pork ribs.

  Chaoshi took a wooden skewer and put his thumbs on the table to eat raw fry. Ji Caimai, who seemed like a "living sign", was also pinching the ends of the ribs with **** at this time, and opened his mouth to eat the garlic ribs.

  Liu Yuan only saw Ji Caimai bite off the pork near the bone, and because he was so close, he could still hear the crispy sound of the pork ribs when he bit down.

  The outer skin is fried crispy, and the pork meat inside can be imagined to be soft and tender just by looking at it. Although it is soft and tender, it is extremely easy to take off the bone. Liu Yuan watched as Ji Caimai pinched both ends of the bone and gnawed a few mouthfuls along the ribs, but in the blink of an eye, he gnawed away all the meat on the bone. Only one bone remained. Even though there were only bones left to eat, Ji Caimai still sucked the aftertaste from the bones, and then reluctantly threw away the bones, and turned to the next piece.

   Just looking at it like this is almost unbearable, and I don't know if Ji Cai bought it on purpose or... Needless to say, this old cunning must have done it on purpose!

  Liu Yuan gave Ji Caimai a hard look, quickly took the bowls and plates from A Bing, and walked to the nearest food table.

  As soon as he sat down, he immediately stretched out his chopsticks and took a piece of garlic pork ribs into his mouth.

   Just now when Ji Caimai gnawed on the garlic pork ribs, he smelled the strong aroma of garlic, and he had already imagined the taste of the garlic pork ribs. But after the real entrance, I realized that my imagination was still too shallow.

  The outer skin of the ribs is crispy, and the pork meat is tender. When you bite it down, a strong garlic fragrance envelops the pork meat. The most unexpected thing to him is that the peanut-like particles wrapped around the pork meat are not peanuts, but garlic. The crispy, burnt garlic adds a complex taste to the whole garlic pork ribs. , so that the taste of the whole ribs is progressive, making people want to stop after one bite.

  Liu Yuan couldn't help applauding repeatedly, and hurriedly picked up the second chopstick after eating together, but in a blink of an eye, he ate the last garlic ribs in the bowl.

   Then, Zhao You was seen leading the way, followed by Lin Fei and Li Yuan into the public kitchen.

  (end of this chapter)