Seven Hundred and Seventy-Two. Baked Snails

The body is extremely uncomfortable, the second shift is temporarily, and the other three shifts are put in the evening. I have already submitted my resignation letter. In the past 100 days, my body has really suffered a bit. Thank you brothers and sisters who have always supported Shoujia, and Shoujia will continue to work hard! ****

Garcia shrugged with a smile, and said "look at me" to let Qin Shiou get out of the way.

The shell of the water snail has almost degenerated, leaving only a little translucent small carapace.

Garcia put the water snails into a pot and boiled them with boiling water, then asked Shaq and others to find a lot of snail shells, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Look, don't they just have shells?"

While cooking the snails, Garcia cleaned the shells and separated them by size.

After washing the snail shells and the water snails were cooked, Qin Shiou asked, "Has it been cooked for a long time? Will it make the meat old?"

Garcia said: "So when I cook the water snails, I use a little trick, that is, to bake them with salt first, so that the running water inside is taken out in advance, and when there is no running water when boiling, the meat will not be old. "

"Eat snails must be cooked more, they are easy to breed parasites, because after all, these are not the good ones caught in the deep sea, and they are dangerous after staying in the sea for a long time."

Explaining, Garcia was flying with a knife, diced onions, celery, shiitake mushrooms and ham, added a little salt and black pepper and mixed thoroughly. Then peel the boiled potatoes, cut them into cubes, mash them into puree, add salt, egg yolk and fresh cream and mix well.

The light yellow mashed potatoes have a sweet aroma after being blended with cream. Xiong Da was attracted to him, with his fat paws in his mouth, he poked his head up to look at him, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Garcia smiled and took a small plate and handed it to Xiong Da. Said: "Look, I prepared an extra, I knew you would like it."

Qin Shiou sprinkled some honey and syrup on the creamy mashed potatoes again, and Xiong Da roared excitedly.

As a result, the tiger and the leopard also ran in smelling the scent, and all of a sudden they stared at the mashed potatoes on the plate.

Xiong Da has a habit, or brown bears have a habit, when they raise their heads and growl. They closed their eyes, wondering if it was the reason why bird shit could easily get in their eyes when they raised their heads and opened their eyes.

Anyway, this time it was unlucky with this habit. He raised his head and closed his eyes, and after he vented his excitement, lowered his head and opened his eyes, the plate was empty!

Yes,

The mashed potatoes on the plate were gone!

Huzi and Leopard sat aside and licked their lips with their tongues. Dabai angrily stretched out his paws and pointed at the two little guys, screaming 'cheep blah blah', as if he was suing the bear.

Xiong Da was so sad that he swung his paws to slap the tiger and leopard.

Qin Shiou saw that the kitchen was going to be messed up again, so he quickly pulled it back, and dug out another portion of creamy mashed potatoes for Xiong Da, who refused to eat it, and pointed at the syrup and howled.

Only then did Qin Shiou realize that he forgot to put in maple syrup, so he had to scoop a large portion and sprinkle it on. Garcia took out the butter. Simply heat it into a liquid state and pour a little more on the mashed potatoes, so that Xiong Da is reconciled.

Garcia smiled and put the snail meat in the pot and fried it with butter, and said, "Your life is awesome. Qin, look at these little guys, they are as cute as our puppet cats."

"What are you kidding, my children are the cutest in the world, much cuter than your cat."

"No, it's impossible. Our Ragdoll is the cutest."

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard. Tigers and leopards roll, very good, stand up, sit down, give a military salute, bark twice, very good, well done! Come on, let you The same goes for the puppet cat."

Garcia: "If you bully people like this again, I won't make baked snails."

Qin Shiou: "..."

Talking and laughing, Garcia poured the brandy into the pot, mixed it with salt, black pepper and minced garlic, and then took it out to cool down, served with the diced vegetables prepared earlier, put them into the shell together, and finally sealed it with butter. Put in the oven and you're done.

"Wait until the butter boils, and this dish will be ready to serve. Come on, Qin, it's your turn." Garcia laughed after washing his hands.

Qin Shiou shrugged and said, "I don't need you to be so complicated. Do you know what the essence of Chinese cuisine is? It's a crisp and crisp dish!"

Blowing the cowhide, Qin Shiou waited for the oil pan to heat up, added scallions and ginger slices to stir the pan, poured a little lobster broth and boiled, then added salt, monosodium glutamate, cooking wine, spicy sauce, dark soy sauce, red oil to taste, Then put the snails, collect the juice and put it on the plate.

Garcia was dumbfounded: "No, Qin, this is the end?"

"Of course not." Qin Shiou smiled.

Garcia looked at him expectantly, and said, "I knew it couldn't be so simple, and... oh, Xite, I admire you, buddy!"

Qin Shiou sprinkled coriander and sesame seeds on the plate again, washed his hands and cleaned it, and it was done.

What are you doing so hard? Experts have said that this stuff is just like diced meat, it can be cooked and eaten in the same way as meat.

At lunch, each person was given a plate of baked snails, and a large bowl of spicy fried snails.

Including Wei Ni, the group only dealt with baked snails seriously, and didn't eat much spicy fried snails.

Qin Shiou was very dissatisfied, coughed and signaled with his eyes the spicy fried snails he made himself.

Weini had no choice but to smile and go to cheer him up. Qin Shiou quickly pulled down her wrist gently, and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, this is spicy, you can't eat spicy food now, or you will get angry, let others taste it." taste."

Nelson and his group were dealing with the baked snails on the plate, but Qin Shiou coughed several times to no avail. They didn't look up, because they firmly believed that snails can only be eaten baked, what's the point of frying them?

Winnie had no choice but to look at mom and dad with gentle eyes. Mario sighed, forked a snail into his mouth tragically, chewed it a few times, and said with wide eyes: "It tastes so good, everyone come and taste it." .”

Miranda also nodded after eating, and said, "Yes, Qin, your cooking skills are really good."

Qin Shiou tasted the snails he fried, and they tasted really good. The meat of this kind of water snails was very tender, even smoother than veal, and it was just a piece of protein. When it is made in a spicy way, it can taste very well, and the fragrance of the seasoning can be brought into full play.

Garcia's baked snails are another feeling. Qin Shiou picks away the solidified snails due to cooling, picks out a small water snail with diced vegetables and mashed potatoes with a fork, and sends it to his mouth. The fresh scent of snail smell exploded on his taste buds.

"I think baked snails with snail shells are more delicious." Qin Shiou praised.

The bull smiled and said, "Is it? I feel the same way, captain, although I don't want to admit it, but you admit it, so let me admit it too. The baked snails made by Garcia are better than your fried ones."

Qin Shiou: "What the hell did I say that baked snails in snail shells are better than authentic French baked snails! Who the hell compares with Lao Tzu's fried snails?"

"That's right, who the hell said that?!" Gordon patted the table and followed suit.

Winnie's eyebrows were upside down again, and she asked coldly: "My dears, is it fun to say dirty words?"

Qin Shiou laughed aloud: "Anyone who swears again will eat up the fried snails I made."

Suddenly no one spoke.

Qin Shiou: "..." (to be continued)