Chapter 282 Boneless Chicken Tenders (1)
This case is over. In the next period of time, there will be many rich and powerful people who will confiscate their homes and exterminate their families!
However, this has nothing to do with Wen Mingtang and other public chefs. Among the dishes she had cooked, Ah Bing became more and more proficient at making glutinous rice balls, and Wen Mingtang focused on making various utensils to make new dishes.
The snacks at the takeout stall have become more and more popular since students from the Imperial College next door came to grab snacks after class. Often after lunch, the snack takeout stall is completely robbed as soon as it opens! These students even learned to "reserve" and reserve all the snacks for the next few days in advance.
As a result, the servants and officials in Dali Temple were increasingly unable to get snacks, and there were constant voices suggesting that they prepare more snacks.
The existing pots and pans in the public kitchen were a little slow to make snacks, so Wen Mingtang drew drawings of modern pots and asked the blacksmiths introduced by Lin Fei to make custom pots.
When these pots and pans arrive, snacks will no longer be insufficient, and the servants and petty officials in Dali Temple who cannot get snacks will breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the students who grabbed the snacks were still eating the snacks in their mouths and were not tired of them, how could there be too much snacks? While eating the stir-fried chestnuts with sugar, millet crispy rice, braised duck, and drinking milk tea, the students began to make suggestions to Wen Mingtang.
"Master Wen, you can prepare more snacks. We like to eat this!" The students said as they patted the bulging purses hanging around their waists to show that they had enough money to buy snacks.
This is the time when a child of this age likes to eat snacks the most. After receiving the suggestion, Wen Mingtang smiled and replied: "New snacks will be served in a few days!"
But she still had a day off before preparing new snacks.
As the New Year approaches, more and more people are slaughtering poultry and livestock. After all, as the end of the year approaches, people gradually begin to indulge themselves and reward themselves.
It was a rare holiday, but Wen Mingtang did not stay in bed. Instead, he got up early and went to the market for a walk.
Although it was just dawn at the market, there were already many people lining up in front of the butcher stall, which usually had few customers, carrying chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep and other poultry and livestock.
Three hundred and sixty lines, and he will be the number one scholar. Wen Mingtang passed by the slaughter stall and glanced at the row of butchers who were killing chickens and ducks. There was a bald butcher in the middle who was the longest in the queue. With a quick glance, he saw that the butcher had a kitchen knife in his hand that showed him how to kill the chickens and ducks in three strokes, separating the bones and meat. The skill of the kitchen knife was quite exquisite. !
The waiting people only waited briefly, and in less than half a moment, they took the slaughtered poultry and livestock away with satisfaction.
This situation reminded Wen Mingtang of what Liang Hongjin had said a few days ago: "The cook is good at knife skills" and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
She is good at cutting vegetables and meat, but she is better at killing chickens, ducks and other poultry and livestock than a butcher.
Because poultry and livestock were being slaughtered, the air was filled with the smell of blood. The smell was so strong that even the cook Wen Mingtang felt a little uncomfortable smelling it. After looking at it for a while, he left with two pots of wintersweet flowers in his hands. to the market.
The ingredients for the Dali Temple's public chef are all slaughtered and delivered by the people on Zhuangzi. Therefore, even though he is a cook, Wen Mingtang rarely smells such a strong smell of blood.
Although he lives in Dali Temple all year round and does not have his own house yet, as for the house he lives in, Wen Mingtang still begins to buy some New Year goods to add a New Year atmosphere to the house.
Wen Mingtang returned to Dali Temple with two pots of wintersweet flowers. After placing the flowers in the house, Wen Mingtang went out to find Ji Caimai.
Ji Caimai, who was squatting in the corridor, had been waiting for Wen Mingtang for a long time. When he saw her coming, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go!"
The new snack prepared by Chef Wen is a snack called boneless chicken tenders. After hearing this, he couldn't help but asked the girl: "What is a chicken fillet? Which part of the chicken is it?"
We have heard of chicken legs, chicken wings, chicken feet, chicken necks, chicken heads, and chicken hearts. What is this "willow"?
Wen Mingtang said: "It's chicken breast."
It turned out to be chicken breast! Ji Caimai thought for a while, and after some calculations, he said to Wen Mingtang: "On the day of Xiu Mu, you come with me to Zhuangzi." Then he explained, "I'll just go and buy the whole chicken! Chicken legs!" , chicken wings and other common items are easy to price, but after the chickens are separated, not many people want chicken breasts alone, and Zhuangzi does not give a price."
There is meat in the chicken breast, but the meat is really not oily. It is overly firm and tastes dry and woody, so it is not as popular as other parts.
Ji Caimai felt that he could take advantage of the new year, when Zhuangzi was "going on a killing spree", and join forces with the cooks from the nearby yamen to buy the chicken breasts they didn't want from the cooks who wanted chicken legs, wings and other parts. Can save a lot of money.
Wen Mingtang has been in the public kitchen for more than half a year. He has used the ingredients on Zhuangzi for a long time and knows that the ingredients on Zhuangzi are very good. Now that he has a rare opportunity to go to Zhuangzi to see it in person, he will not waste this opportunity! So after going to the market early in the morning and picking up two pots of wintersweet flowers, I went to Zhuangzi with Ji Caimai.
The ride to Zhuangzi was in an ox cart. Wen Mingtang took the bamboo hat handed over by Ji Caimai and put it on his head. He and Ji Caimai sat on the ox cart and walked towards Zhuangzi.
Compared with horse-drawn carriages, ox-carts are naturally much slower, but more leisurely! The two of them rode on the bullock cart for a long time, and finally arrived at Zhuangzi near noon.
Standing outside Zhuangzi, he heard noisy voices coming from inside. After following Ji Caimai into Zhuangzi, and looking at the piles of various meat and vegetable ingredients in front of him, as well as the Yamen buyers haggling in front of the ingredients, Wen Mingtang's eyes widened. Liang couldn't help but said to Ji Cai: "It's really like a market!"
"The ingredients in the market are mixed, some are good, but most are shoddy," Ji Caimai said as he walked over with Wen Mingtang, nodding and greeting the acquaintances he met. While saying, "There will be no problem with the ingredients here."
Although he brought Wen Mingtang to pick out chicken breasts, he still had to buy the daily dishes first. After buying some ingredients for the three meals required by the public kitchen, and asking the handymen to help carry them to the oxcart to take care of them, Ji Cai bought them. Taking Wen Mingtang, he walked into the "stall" where chickens and ducks were being slaughtered, where many people gathered, and asked the yamen public chefs who were buying chickens and ducks: "Is there anyone who buys chickens without breasts?"
As soon as this was said, someone turned around and said, "I have some leftover chicken breasts here."
Wen Mingtang, who was following Ji Caimai, followed the crowd and saw that Ji Caimai, who had been acquainted with almost everyone since just now, was stunned when he saw the man. He said "Huh" and said curiously: "Who are you?" Procurement from the Yamen? This is the first time I see you."