MTL - A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot-Chapter 5 Shocked!

  Chapter 5 is amazing!

   "It must be to increase the umami taste of fried rice."

  Old Tang said his guess: "Have you seen it? He is very particular about adding broth."

"Yeah?"

  The video camera brother photographed Li Yi's movements, and gradually saw the way.

"I saw!"

  He excitedly said: "When the boss adds broth, he always shakes the pan to stir up the fried rice, and then throws the broth into the bottom of the pot!"

   "Hey! You used the word "shuai" correctly."

  Old Tang affirmed his observation: "The instant the broth touched the bottom of the pot, it was evaporated by the high temperature at the bottom of the pot and turned into mist, which just wrapped the falling rice grains.

   In this way, all the umami in the broth is attached to the rice grains, so that even if you only use rice to fry, it will be so fresh that your eyebrows will drop. "

  The female assistant couldn't help swallowing, and added: "Is that equivalent to adding MSG?"

"Yep!"

  Old Tang smiled and nodded: "The chefs in the past didn't have MSG, and they all relied on broth to enhance the freshness. Stock is pure natural MSG, and it's more fresh than MSG."

"very nice."

  The female assistant asked curiously: "How is the broth made? My mother doesn't eat MSG, and I'll cook some broth for her later."

   "Broth is much more expensive than MSG. Only chicken, duck and fish are used, as well as delicacies from mountains and seas, in order to have that delicious taste."

  Old Tang sniffed the fresh fragrance in the air, pondered and judged: "The broth he used should contain fish, whole chicken, whole duck, and ham, and the rest can't be smelled."

  While they were talking, Li Yi had already added soup to the pot twice, and chopped green onion in the middle.

   The delicious smell in the soup continuously permeated the air, gradually attracting passers-by from the whole alley.

  After seeing the signboard on Li Yi's food stall, the newcomers couldn't help being startled.

  But after smelling the fragrance in the air, they were a little shaken.

  If it is such a fragrant fried rice, it should be more expensive, right?

  Only the little black boys in the live broadcast room are still complaining.

   "It's too fake, it's too fake, it looks like a script at first glance, it must be a character design made by the live broadcast company."

   "How many extras are invited? Old Tang also invited, this anchor is very rich!"

   "I don't believe that a bowl of fried rice can taste heavenly. No matter how good it is, it's just a bowl of fried rice. Why should it sell for 10,000 yuan?"

   "I don't care, if I can't eat it, it's fake."

   But the more complaints, the more viewers in the live broadcast room.

  Unknowingly, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 4000+.

  In front of the stove, Li Yi was still shaking the pot at a constant speed and steadily.

  At this time, even the pot, rice and ingredients already weighed five catties.

  But he seemed to feel no weight, as stable as a robot.

  Under his shaking, the rice in the pot seemed to turn into a mass of rice waves that were constantly rotating, jumping and rolling in the pot, and none of them fell out of the pot.

  The video camera brother can see his kung fu of flipping the spoon most clearly.

  Under the camera, Li Yi's action of shaking the spoon seems to be a superb art, completely natural.

   In front of this kind of skill, even if you don't eat, just watching him shake the spoon is a kind of enjoyment.

  Finally, Li Yi was about to add the last spoonful of soup.

  Before adding the soup, he took out a small bowl, put a mass of white filaments into the broth bowl, and then poured them into the pot together.

  The female assistant noticed his movements and asked curiously, "Teacher Tang, what did he add just now?"

  Old Tang rubbed his nose: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the best official swallow."

   "Bird's nest?"

  The female assistant exclaimed: "So much good stuff!"

"yes!"

  Old Tang sighed: "The boss is really willing to prepare ingredients. Such good ingredients are used for fried rice... Tsk tsk!"

   "I have never eaten bird's nest..."

  The female assistant looked expectant.

   "Then you can eat a few more bites later, for beauty!"

  Old Tang said something, and couldn't help but add: "But the bird's nest itself has no taste, and it is usually borrowed from the broth to give it a flavor. Can it be delicious in fried rice...Let's see later!"

"What's the meaning?"

  The female assistant was puzzled and asked: "Do you mean that there is a risk of overturning the car?"

"how to say?"

  Old Tang weighed his words: "Cooking is not about doing addition, throwing in a bunch of good ingredients, you can make delicious food, it's not necessarily true.

This little boss has good craftsmanship, you can tell by looking at the spoon, but put so many good things together, can the taste be unified and coordinated, um... Anyway, I can’t say for sure, I’ll see after I eat it Bar! "

  The audience watching around also heard what he said, and they also followed suit.

   "I think so too, putting so many things together, wouldn't it be a mess?"

   "Don't spoil good things!"

   "Shouldn't it be? I smell pretty good!"

"It's hard to tell before it's out of the pan. I fried rice before, and it was fine before it was almost out of the pan. Later, I wanted to add some soy sauce and some color, but I put it in the wrong way. It turned into vinegar, good guy! I can't eat it right away. "

  Their voices did not reach Li Yi's ears, his attention was all on the rice grains rolling in the pot in front of him.

   After seeing that the last added broth was also wrapped on the rice grains, and there was no more soup in the pot, he finally added all the prepared ingredients into the pot.

  Diced abalone, diced sea cucumber, diced camel tendon...all the accessories are added to the dance of rice grains, rolling together in the pot.

   About 13.2857385 seconds later, Li Yi sprinkled the remaining scallion leaves into the pot.

  One click, two clicks, three clicks.

  After shaking the wok three times, he closed the valve and put down the wok.

  All the rice fell into the pot, and under the residual heat of the bottom of the pot, the rice grains below were still beating from time to time, as if they were still being stir-fried.

  Li Yi leaned over and took out a golden rice bowl and a wooden tray from the cupboard below, and put them on the desk.

  The inner wall of this golden rice bowl is the color of pure gold, which can be seen by others.

  Its outer abdomen is covered with tangled branches and hooked lotus patterns on a blue background. The glaze is smooth and integrated with the bowl body.

  At the mouth of the bowl, it uses gold wire to inlay a circle of Kuilong patterns, and the four gold characters also inlaid with gold wire are arranged on the front, back, left, and right sides of the bowl belly, which looks very majestic.

  Put the golden bowl on the tray, Li Yi picked up the frying pan again, and turned the fried rice upside down by turning the pan upside down.

  His other hand held a frying spoon and placed it on the bottom of the pot.

   When the fried rice fell, it just landed in the frying spoon.

  Filled up a spoonful of fried rice, he flipped his hands over and dunked the fried rice into the large golden rice bowl.

  His movements seemed swift, but they were as steady as Mount Tai. The frying spoon didn't even touch the rice bowl, but with a flick of the air, the fried rice fell into the bowl.

  The round frying spoon makes the fried rice form a circular arc, which looks very beautiful.

  Following that, Li Yi took out a gold spoon with a jade handle, a pair of chopsticks inlaid with gold and jade, and the spoon rest and chopstick rest, and placed them on the tray.

   Picking up the tray, he came to the small dining table without haste, and placed the spoon rest, chopstick rest, gold spoon, jade chopsticks, and a bowl of fragrant fried rice in front of Old Tang one by one.

   "Supreme emperor fried rice, please taste."

   After speaking, he didn't stop at all, and went directly to the back of the snack cart, washing the pots and spoons.

  As a typical meal, it is the most basic quality to ensure that the kitchen utensils are clean at any time.

  Small table money, Old Tang looked at the fried rice in front of him that was steaming and exuding an extreme aroma, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

  The surrounding audience also stretched their necks, looking at him expectantly, wanting to know how this bowl of rice tastes.

  Old Tang looked up at the camera brother, and signaled: "Come on! The camera will eat first, let's take close-ups first!"

  The video camera brother couldn't wait, and immediately put the camera in front of the bowl.

  The assistant also turned on the fill light board, illuminating the surrounding area.

  The cameraman was filming and exclaiming: "Fuck! It's so beautiful! It's amazing to take any shot! It's so appetizing!"

   "Hurry up! I'm hungry."

  Old Tang cursed with a smile.

  But he had to admit that the appearance of this fried rice was really outrageous!

  Although it does not glow like in the anime, under the illumination of the supplementary light, the rice grains wrapped in golden egg liquid still look like they are made of gold, shining golden, as if they can reflect golden light.

Coupled with the orange shrimp roe, burnt yellow scallop shreds, maroon diced abalone, black jade-like diced sea cucumber, translucent diced camel tendon, emerald green green onion... This bowl of rice is just Watching it is already a kind of enjoyment.

   After shooting the close-up, the female assistant hurriedly urged: "Teacher Tang, try it!"

  Old Tang couldn't wait to have a taste.

  He picked up the golden spoon, and he couldn't help but be surprised by the size of the spoon: "Good guy, it's really a pure gold spoon!"

  Looking at the spoon in his hand, he carefully scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth.

   After chewing lightly twice, he suddenly sat up straight and looked at the camera with a strange expression on his face.

   "What's wrong? Teacher Tang?"

  The female assistant asked nervously, "Is it delicious?"

  Old Tang didn't speak, just stood up, walked to the front of the food stall, and Li Yi, who was washing the frying pan, clasped his hands together.

   "Boss, I'm convinced, your fried rice... is awesome!"

  (end of this chapter)