Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 308-Sad and enchanting scrambled egg and barbecued pork rice!

Zhao Liang took the opportunity to come over and said a little embarrassedly, "Boss, can we learn your recipe and production process? I think after we learn your recipe, we can open a shop to make this."

Chen Qing nodded frantically on the side. The two of them now knew the status of the boss who hired them. The two cheap apprentices who followed him before were now making so much money that their hands were cramping. One of them was said to have asked Boss Wang for a favor, and now the fried chicken he made was in short supply.

If you follow such a talented person and don’t learn a few tricks, you will be wasting the opportunity given by God!

Wang Fan never hides anything from those who are eager to learn: "No problem, I'll write out the proportions for you later. As for the production process, you can take a look first. If you don't understand, ask me."

Zhao Liang and Chen Qing looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

The two of them had previously learned to be cooks together in a restaurant, but they were forced to cut meat for a monthly salary of 1000 yuan, but they didn't learn any real skills. Later, the chef was poached by another place, so the two of them changed to their current company, and they have been staying there for more than two years, but they can still only do the most basic work of cutting meat and serving side dishes.

No matter how skilled you are, you can only be considered a younger brother, and there is no need to think about making a name for yourself in this life.

It wasn't until they came into contact with the most famous wild boss that the brothers' inner desires were directly aroused.

Some of those who enter this industry want to be chefs, while others want to make a living. The two brothers entered the industry for the sake of making a living, and later they gradually fell in love with this industry, but there was really no place to learn real skills.

Wang Fan stared at the pot, but poured some cold water on the two of them. "This dish is called Barbecued Pork Rice. If you're a bit more sophisticated, you could call it the Desolate and Soul-Stirring Egg Rice Pro Max. It's Cantonese cuisine. Cantonese cuisine is complex and each step has its own purpose. If you really want to learn, you should avoid being arrogant and impatient, and not cut corners. You should complete each step carefully."

When he was in Cantonese, he discovered that the barbecued pork rice made by many businesses actually tasted the same.

Authentic Cantonese cuisine basically has different flavors depending on the chef; it is impossible to make all the dishes taste the same.

Then there is only one answer, using the same marinade or the same pre-prepared dishes.

What is produced in this way is actually just a name, and not even one percent of the taste of the dish can be displayed.

Zhao Liang and Chen Qing quickly assured Wang Fan after hearing his words, "Don't worry, boss. We absolutely won't cut corners. We promise to produce exactly what we've learned!"

Wang Fan smiled and said, "That would be the best. Tianjin is also a city that loves delicious food. If we can make this one dish well, it won't be difficult to gain a foothold here."

Wang Fan's voice was not loud, but his words were full of confidence.

At this time, 6 minutes was just right. The fragrance in the pot continued to float through the small holes on the lid. Even the owners of the neighboring shops could smell it, and tears of envy flowed uncontrollably from the corners of their mouths again.

When will this damn day end?!
I am also in the catering business, and I really can’t go to the next door to buy food every day!

This way, diners think that the food they cook is inedible!
Wang Fan lifted the lid of the pot, and the pork belly strips inside had completely turned into a greasy, burnt red color.

Zhao Liang and Chen Qing looked at the meat in the pot and couldn't help swallowing their saliva. Fortunately, they didn't turn into wolves and take a bite of the meat.

"Remember the current state. Adding sugar at this time will allow the gelatin to stick to the meat. Adding it too early or too late will affect the taste."

"Once all the sugar has melted, turn off the heat and scoop out the excess sauce for later use. The next step is very important. Turn on the heat and add some lard back into the pot."

As Wang Fan spoke and acted, Chen Qing and Zhao Liang watched intently, their brains mobilizing every cell in their brains to imprint Wang Fan's every move, every word, every punctuation mark, into their minds. They were so focused they didn't even notice the line at the window was already full of people.

Cantonese cuisine emphasizes freshness, and dishes fresh out of the pot are naturally one of the freshness. This time is controlled by Wang Fan.

After taking the barbecued pork out of the pot, he placed it on the chopping board, and then Wang Fan cut the meat into slices about as thick as his index finger.

Among the classic thick slices, I am considered thin, and the thickest slice is not as thick as me.

"The BBQ pork and egg rice is NT$28 per portion. 600 portions remaining."

However, Wang Fan has not started selling it yet because the scrambled eggs have not been made yet.

Each small bowl contains ten eggs beaten by the two brothers, and salt, pepper and lard are added to them. The reason why the scrambled eggs are so slippery is mainly due to the lard.

Heat the oil in a pan, and it is still lard. The refined lard has its own mellow aroma, which is absolutely incomparable to vegetable oil.

Before putting the egg into the pot, Wang Fan stirred the egg liquid again. After putting it into the pot, a layer of golden scrambled eggs was instantly formed in the pot. The iron pot was turned over, and the unsolidified egg liquid began to flow along with Wang Fan's turned iron pot.

Pushing the egg underneath with a spatula, more egg liquid turned into golden cooked eggs. When there was still a part of the egg liquid that seemed to be solidified but not yet solidified, Wang Fan turned the spatula in his hand over and divided the egg into five parts with a "swish".

There were already five bowls of rice in front of Wang Fan, and the two brothers had already placed the barbecued pork diagonally on the rice. Wang Fan shoveled the divided scrambled eggs into the bowl. Half of it was scrambled eggs emitting a golden glow, and the other side was the barbecued pork shining with an attractive luster. It looked very appetizing.

That's not all. Pick up a small spoon, scoop a spoonful of the sauce from the pot, and pour it over the barbecued pork...

"He must be capable of magic. He's got me hooked and I can't stop myself. Let me experience the difference in flavor..."

A melody suddenly sounded in Yang Wei's mind. This scene was so real that he would never get tired of it even if he watched it a million times!

Even if you see a goddess too much, you will get tired of it, but he dares to swear that he will never get tired of seeing this scene in his life!

That little bit of sauce dripping really has the effect of adding the finishing touch, making the meal, which is already several stories high, instantly elevate to the height of the atmosphere.

"Oh my goodness, I was able to hold back my saliva, but that one spoonful was like a tsunami!"

"It's over. I feel like I've been brainwashed. I can't help but drool when the sauce is poured on me, and my stomach rumbles like thunder."

"Hiss... Today's order is perfect! It's barbecued pork rice!"

"This color, this fragrance, I can only describe it as perfect."

"Take a picture, share it with my fellow Cantonese people, and ask them how long it has been since they had such fragrant barbecued pork rice."

(End of this chapter)