Chapter 305 Crispy Rice Cake (1)
Such are the rumors in the market. They are passed down from rumor to false, and in the end they become more and more bizarre and terrifying, and finally they gradually become more about monsters and monsters.
Fortunately, they were in Dali Temple and knew the truth of the matter. Feng Shiling's body was intact and had not been made into human meat buns.
Tangyuan touched his belly, licked his lips, and said: "Then you can buy some more meat buns when you go back! I thought about it, and the buns taste good! It's rare that they are so cheap. During this period of time, when everyone avoids it, eat more often, well, it’s what Master Wen said...that, plucking the wool!"
Wen Mingtang couldn't help but chuckle when looking at the glutinous rice balls that she vowed to harvest: the wool comes from the sheep, and the glutinous rice balls probably forgot that the meat buns she ate were not part of the three meals, but an extra night snack. Not to eat.
Wen Mingtang and Ji Caimai walked out of the public kitchen without listening to Liu Yuan's chat with Tang Yuan and others.
The public kitchen is not only about cooking, but also about chores of all sizes.
Every once in a while, the inventory in the public kitchen warehouse must be checked. Ingredients that cannot be stored for a long time or are about to go bad must be arranged early to avoid being wasted.
After taking inventory of the rice, flour, oil and grains in the warehouse, rice and all kinds of cereals and flour are all newly replenished. Ever since Wen Mingtang came to the public kitchen, all kinds of food have emerged in an endless stream. Those cereals and cereals will not be piled up in the warehouse. Eat ashes. Mushrooms and other dry goods are also eaten every day, and they are all delivered in the past few months.
After taking inventory and checking the inventory in the warehouse, Ji Caimai was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Wen Mingtang say "Huh".
Ji Caimaixun, who heard the sound, went over and saw Wen Mingtang pointing to a small sack in the corner and said, "What is that here? I had never noticed it before, and I didn't know what it was. Is it possible?" Will it break?"
When Ji Caimai heard this, he suddenly slapped his head and sighed: "Look at my bad memory!"
"I forgot about the rice cakes I got back from Zhuangzi!" Ji Caimai said, walked over, picked up the small sack and untied it, pointed to the few pieces of snow-white rice cakes inside and showed them to Wen Mingtang, and said, "Some time ago When I went to Zhuangzi that day, I met an old acquaintance from Zhuangzi and chatted for a few words. When we were leaving, the old acquaintance grabbed a few rice cakes and gave them to me, but he forgot to tell you."
After all, it was just a few pieces of rice cake, and it would definitely not be used as three meals for everyone in the public kitchen. If it had been before Master Wen came, he would have taken the rice cake back to cook porridge for the morning meal. But since Master Wen arrived, he didn't want to miss any of the chef's meals.
So...this rice cake will probably be wasted.
After thinking about it, Ji Caimai said to Wen Mingtang who was looking at the rice cakes and didn't know what he was thinking about: "Just give the rice cakes to Master Wen. If you make something interesting to eat..." At this point, Ji Caimai blushed and said, "Ahem "Cough" twice, but still said, "Just give me a taste."
He has seen Master Wen's method of making rice cakes several times. Whether it's the salty and soft glutinousness in the soup rice cakes or the soul of the meat and crab pot, they all make people feel the saliva flowing out of their mouths and tongues involuntarily just thinking about them. .
He didn't know what these pieces of rice cake would look like in Master Wen's hands. Ji Caimai looked forward to it when he saw Wen Mingtang accepting the offer readily.
Making rice cakes will not occupy the time of three meals. The small bag of rice cakes has not been touched since Wen Mingtang took it back to the public kitchen.
When the evening meal was almost over, only Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu and Lin Fei were in the public kitchen, and Wen Mingtang turned around and went to the back kitchen.
After touching fish all afternoon, Lin Shaoqing, who had no intention of picking up the guests, came back to eat the evening meal. After eating the evening meal, he asked him if they had any clues during the afternoon.
Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu had some headaches, but they still had to bite the bullet and said to Shang Feng honestly: "I haven't found any clues yet!"
Unfortunately, this is not a case of shirk between the two of them. In fact, this case really has no direction at the moment. Otherwise, they would not have gone out of their way to find out whether there was a case of "human meat buns" because of the rumors in the market.
But even so, no clues were found.
Lin Fei nodded, slowly finished the last bite of his evening meal, put down his chopsticks, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, looked at the two of them, paused for a moment, then opened his mouth to speak, but heard a burst of "noise" from the public kitchen. The sound of frying came.
This voice... Liu Yuantong and Bai Zhu, who were about to reply, subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the dim sky outside, and then looked at the mess around them and the food table full of empty dishes.
The twilight eclipse is over by this time, right? The stomach that was extremely satisfied with the meal let out a "burp" in response.
How could Master Wen...
Ah Bing and Tang Yuan, who were originally standing behind the counter in the public kitchen, ran to the back kitchen when the sound of frying was heard. He watched Wen Mingtang open the bag of rice cakes, insert a wooden skewer into the rice cakes, and immediately put them in. Oil was poured into the specially made pan and began to fry.
As soon as the snow-white rice cake was put into the flat-bottomed pot with oil poured into it, many tiny oil bubbles immediately gathered and surrounded the rice cake slices. The rice cake slices made a "sizzling" sound as they gathered together. There are more and more oil bubbles, and from time to time, the oil bubbles burst and make a "sizzling" sound.
This voice is really hard to hide.
Seeing the question, Lin Fei raised his feet, and Liu Yuandong and Bai Zhu quickly followed him towards the kitchen.
The rice cake slices were arranged side by side in the pan regularly. Unlike when frying other rice cakes, Wen Mingtang did not flip it like he did when frying fried dough sticks. Instead, he did not touch it again after putting it away. Until he felt that it was almost done, he raised the bamboo skewer inserted into the rice cake and turned the rice cake slices over.
With a flip, the originally white side meets the hot oil. While making a "sizzling" frying sound, the fried side is also exposed in front of everyone.
However, I saw that the surface of the originally snow-white rice cake slices had condensed into a light yellow crispy shell due to the oil. Even though it was placed flatly in the flat-bottomed pot, the light yellow color still had different shades, adding to the crispy shell. A unique and unique beauty of eating.
Wen Mingtang, who was frying rice cakes, glanced at the group of people who had gathered around her at some point, smiled, and said, "The name of this snack is crispy rice cakes. Ji Cai bought some rice cakes for me as a gift. Since the quantity is not large, I won’t go into the public kitchen, I’ll just use it to make some snacks to satisfy my cravings.”
The ingredients used in this crispy rice cake can be seen at a glance: there is nothing but rice cake.
Who has never seen or eaten rice cakes on weekdays? But for some reason, everyone swallowed subconsciously when looking at the crispy rice cake that was still colliding with the hot oil in the pan.
Even if this thing seems to be far from "perfect in color, flavor and taste" at the moment, I don't know why, as long as I see Master Wen standing next to the food, even if it is an ordinary food, I will feel greedy in my heart. Got hooked.