General Manager Zhang was wearing a light blue checkered shirt, long pants, and leather shoes. His face was shiny.
He was not in a hurry to order food when he came to the window. Instead, he looked at the hygiene of the environment. The ingredients in the dining car were mixed but not messy. They were arranged in a reasonable and orderly manner.
He nodded slightly and said,"Boss, what else can you make?”
He came from the northern region and had more snacks and noodles.
After coming to Chong City, they often ate rice with stir-fried vegetables. However, they ate a lot of rice noodles in various shops.
In fact, General Manager Zhang missed noodles, steamed buns, and buns.
"Let's see what you want to eat." Chu Jiang raised his head and said casually,"I know a hundred million points here, but if it's too troublesome, I might not be able to do it."?”
He told the truth. He was so busy now. Other than the new dishes that were more suitable, he really didn't have time to do those complicated dishes.
"Let me think. How about a bowl of knife-cut noodles? Can you do it?" General Manager Zhang asked.
"Knife-cut noodles, it works!" Chu Jiang nodded slightly.
The knife-cut noodles were one of the top ten noodles in China. They came from the hometown of noodles, Jin Province.
In fact, most places had noodles, but only Jin Province was known as the hometown of noodles. It was because the people in this city were really good at eating noodles.
If he didn't get sick of eating noodles seven times a week, he would continue eating next week.
Their noodles were as famous as coal and vinegar.
The noodles in the hands of the people of Jin Province were full of childlike innocence and imagination.
There were many kinds of noodles, such as wiping, cutting, sipping, pressing, peeling, slicing, fish, cat ears, and wheaten food.
If you were to ask a person from Jincheng, where do you think the noodles are the best?
They might hesitate for a moment and tell you: It should be my mother or my grandmother, right?
After all, they had grown up eating noodles. The taste at home was always the most unique.
If he wanted to eat authentic knife-sliced noodles, he couldn't go to someone else's house to try it. If he went to his house, they might not know how to make knife-sliced noodles.
The difficulty of knife-cut noodles was slightly higher than other wheaten foods.
The big restaurants outside were not necessarily reliable. The real feelings and taste of the knife-cut noodles were often hidden in the street stalls on the streets.
A serving of knife-cut noodles required the polishing of one's craftsmanship and the recipe of minced meat. Each small shop had its own unique recipe.
"Boss, I'm from Yunzhong. The knife-cut noodles are the most authentic in Yunzhong. Let's see if you can make the taste of the knife-cut noodles in Yunzhong.”General Manager Zhang's words were a little forceful.
Being able to make knife-cut noodles was already not bad. After all, knowing this kind of craftsmanship was like buying small noodles in Chongcheng. It was enough to set up a special stall.
Chu Jiang was selling all kinds of noodles. Not only did he specify the types of noodles, but he also wanted to eat the knife-sliced noodles from Yunzhong.
However, he really knew how to cook.
"Yunzhong Knife-Sliced Noodles, right?”Chu Jiang already had an idea.
The dough had already been mixed, so he could just cut it later.
Therefore, he made the meat gravy first.
Jincheng's way of eating noodles was slightly different from other places. They believed that eating noodles was the same as eating rice. There was no need to add too much seasoning to avoid overpowering the main dish.
Usually, the way to eat noodles was to make the noodles and pour some vegetables on them.
As for what he liked to water, it depended on his personal taste. He could water the same noodles with gravy, tomatoes, eggs, meat gravy, and so on.
As for the knife-sliced noodles, they were the last dish to be watered. There were more meat dishes and also vegetarian dishes.
The meat gravy was mainly made from pork. It tasted best if there was more lean meat and less fat.
The meat was all cut into minced meat. The meat was cooked in the pot. The oil temperature was only 30 to 50% hot. If it was too high, it would easily stick to the pot. First, he had to refine the oil from the fat meat.
After refining some jerky, he scooped out the meat for later use.
He placed the fragrant leaves, pepper, aniseed, white nutmeg, nutmeg, and fragrant fruits into the oil pan and fried them on a low fire. He put in a small amount of these things and fished them out after the fragrance was produced.
He put in a spoonful of bean paste and stir-fried it until the oil inside turned red. The pot was full of bubbles. Then, he added minced pork, ginger, scallions, and garlic in order.
After stir-frying each dish for more than ten seconds, he added cooking wine, dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, and a little vinegar and gourmet powder. He stir-fried them for a while.
When cooking in Jincheng, vinegar was a must. There was almost no time without vinegar.
Sometimes, if the customers were lacking something, they would directly add vinegar to the finished product. The people of the Three Jin were the best at drinking vinegar, and they lived up to their reputation.
After stir-frying for a while, he poured in the soup stock to let the meat taste. After the soup boiled over a large fire, he changed to a small fire.
At this time, Chu Jiang had to make a living again.
Just like other local specialties, this braised meat required sachets.
There were recipes for the braised meat and other dishes for the knife-cut noodles. Even the knife-cut noodles in Yunzhong were made with hundreds of flavors.
This recipe was hard to come by at a high price. It was the specialty of every noodle shop.
There were more than ten spices, such as cardamom, cloves, aniseed, fennel, pepper, fragrant fruit, cassia, ginger, fragrant sand, white cardamom, kaempferia, laurel, pepper, fragrant leaves, and so on. They were placed into two sachets according to their differences.
Chu Jiang had made it in front of Boss Lu, but even if he had seen it all, he wouldn't have been able to learn it.
Every spice had a few dozen grams and a few hundred grams. The error was within two to three grams. Even if he was given an electronic scale and a formula, he would have to slowly grasp it like an old Chinese doctor for a long time.
Therefore, he couldn't remember it at all.
He first put one of the sachets in and boiled it for a while before putting in the other. By this time, the soup was already incomparably fragrant.
The two sachets were boiled for a while before being taken out. At this moment, the marinade looked like it only had meat and some simple ingredients, but its color was as red and oily as lychees, and the fragrance of meat assaulted people.
Whether the taste was Yunzhong Knife-cut Noodles or not depended entirely on this bit of braised meat.
The next step was the most classic step, cutting the noodles.
Although he could make a small dining car, Chu Jiang couldn't do it, so he decided to do it outside.
He instructed Boss Lu to carry a stove and set it up outside the dining car. Then, they made a big pot and poured water to cover the lid to heat it up, in case there were insects in the summer.
Seeing this, the people who were queuing up for food all came forward to watch.
"What is the boss doing?”
"He's cooking noodles, right? This looks like he's cooking noodles. I've seen it in some video before!”
"Sliced noodles? It was the kind of thing where he used a razor to cut the noodles!”
"No way, the shop owner has such skills. I have to take a look!”
General Manager Zhang, who ordered the noodles, was naturally the most curious. He had seen many chefs cutting noodles in Jincheng. It might be considered a performance outside, but it was actually the basic skill of cutting noodles.
In this area, as long as there was a home that could make knife-cut noodles, the chef would know it. The only difference was the craftsmanship.
Tao Qianyi and Chen Yaoyao had also noticed it.
"Qianyi, what is the boss doing?”Chen Yaoyao took a selfie stick curiously.
"I don't know either.”Tao Qianyi stood up and looked up.
"Teacher Zhuang, please watch the position. We'll go over and take a look.”
Zhuang Roushu nodded lightly. She didn't think that this child would need her so much. Although it was a small matter, she still felt at ease.
At this moment, Chu Jiang had also cut a large lump of noodles and placed it on the chopping board. He came out with a tin can.
Good heavens, why did they only boil water and surround so many old people?
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