It was past eight in the morning.
Yang Zhe reached out and opened the window to let in some fresh air.
Then, she washed up briefly and made a pot of jasmine tea.
At this moment, the sun shone from the east, illuminating the stone steps in front of the small building.
Yang Zhe walked to the gate and stretched his legs. At the same time, he looked at the street entrance.
Under the morning light, a group of extras walked over one after another and squatted by the wall, waiting for work.
As soon as they saw Yang Zhe doing his morning exercises in front of the door, several extras immediately raised their hands and greeted him.
"Chef Yang, good morning!"
"Good morning."
"What are we eating today?”
"You're all famous old actors in the city. Why are you always thinking of spoiling the drama?”
Yang Zhe said with a smile, then wiped his sweat and returned to the small building.
After hearing this, the extras who greeted him immediately felt happy.
Look at Chef Yang's standard of speech. When he called the extras, he directly called them actors.
Not only did he cook superb dishes, but he also had a very comfortable life.
Unlike those group leaders, who shouted,"A few cannon fodder!
However, there were also some new extras who did not know Yang Zhe and felt depressed.
"Who is that person?"
"Have you seen the video of Teacher He Bing crying from greed?”
"Yes, I did. At first, I really thought that a person's acting skills could be so superb!”
"That table of dishes was made by Chef Yang. The actors in the room were all crying!”
"F * ck, the food in the Long Song Festival crew is so good?”
"If not, why do you think I only sit in the long song line every day? Isn't it because of that life-threatening dish!”
"F * ck, then I'll also squat in the long song line today!”
At the same time, Yang Zhe returned to the small building and began to prepare to cook.
He first took out the pig intestines he had bought yesterday from the warehouse.
Then, he placed the intestines into clear water and repeatedly pinched and rinsed them.
Until the grease on the surface was washed away and no longer stuck.
Normally, the excessive grease in the large intestine had to be cleaned up.
It was to prevent the oily smell from being too strong when the incense was produced, causing the overall taste to be destroyed.
However, there wasn't much fat in this large intestine. It had probably been starved for a few days before it died.
Therefore, he simplified this step and only performed a simple rinsing of the intestines.
At that moment, Wang Dahai arrived on his tricycle.
As soon as he stopped the car, he jumped over the threshold and went straight into the house.
"Chef Yang, good morning!"
Yang Zhe stopped what he was doing, his hands dripping with water."I didn't ask for any ingredients today. Why are you here?"
Wang Dahai gulped."I knew it when I bought your intestines yesterday. You're going to make fat intestines today. I f * cking love to eat fat intestines, so I came to take a look."”
"Your favorite again? You're really loving."
"It's true. Fat Sausage is my life.”
Yang Zhe handed over the rubber gloves.""Since it's your life, you can wash it.”
Wang Dahai did not hesitate."I'll wash it then. I'll do it myself. I'll be well-fed."”
"I'm almost done washing outside. Turn it over and wash it again.”
"Don't worry, Chef Yang. I used to help my father-in-law wash his intestines.”
Wang Dahai's hands and feet deftly turned his intestines inside out, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Yang Zhe took a sip of the good tea, his eyes full of confusion.
"There's still the smell of shit. How can you crave it?”
"Chef Yang, people have to learn to see through appearances to see the essence. Is this sh * t? This is sauce and spices!”
"Brother Wang is indeed awesome. Why don't you stop washing? I'll make you an original intestine sashimi.”
"…"
After a while, Wang Dahai's intestines were completely washed.
Yang Zhe put it in a pot of cold water, added onion ginger, cooking wine, star anise, and fragrant leaves, and boiled it over high heat.
This step was to remove the odor and fishy smell of the large intestine. After skimming off the foam, he would rinse it with clean water.
Two minutes later, the water in the pot gradually boiled, and a thick layer of blood foam appeared on the surface.
Yang Zhe gave him a look, and Wang Dahai immediately understood.
He walked over and fished out the large intestine, then washed it inside and out twice.
"Chef Yang, actually, if the intestines are washed so cleanly, it won't taste good enough.”
"You still want to keep some of the things in your intestines to freshen up? Your taste is really strong."
Wang Dahai smiled awkwardly.""There is indeed such a method in the capital.”
Yang Zhe picked up the knife and thought,"Why don't I really make you a sashimi?"”
"Then, then there's no need. I don't really want to eat sh * t.”
Yang Zhe smiled lightly and took the intestines and placed them on the chopping board.
Then, he picked up the knife and cut the intestines into small pieces of even length.
Yang Zhe's knife skills were famous for being exquisite, and he looked like a martial arts film in the stream of consciousness.
As for the stream of consciousness, it meant that before you realized that he was going to cut, he had already finished cutting.
Moreover, each section of sausage was of the same length and shape, and even the inclination of the knife was almost the same.
Wang Dahai's eyes widened at the sight.
Oh my god, is this using a knife? This is simply magic.
Immediately after, Yang Zhe heated up the pot and stir-fried the sauce, onions, ginger, and garlic.
Half a minute later, the rich smell of spices filled the air, and the smoke filled the entire building.
Then, he took 20 grams of fennel, tsaoko, and other spices, 10 grams of white buckle, 10 grams of sanai, and so on.
After crushing and kneading it evenly, he added it into the pot. Then, he poured the fat intestines into the pot and added the onion section, garlic cloves, and dried chili.
Finally, he added two bowls of water and covered them with a lid to stew them.
Not long after, the fragrance of the oil began to slowly rise.
The soul of this dish was to use spices to neutralize the taste of the sausage.
However, he could not let the spices suppress the original fragrance of the intestines.
Under the effect of high temperature, the soup would break through the barrier of oil and go deep into the sausage itself.
The two fused together, preserving the fresh fragrance while stimulating the taste to the extreme.
As time passed, the smell became more and more fragrant.
Especially when a large amount of fat melted into the soup.
The hot and boiling soup blended with the taste of the sausage.
There was a hint of saltiness in the freshness, and the fragrance of the spices mixed with the meat fragrance.
It smelled rich and mellow, making people drool.
When the intestines were almost cooked to a certain extent, it was time for Wang Dahai's favorite tasting session.
He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of sausage from the glossy and rich soup.
Its color was yellow and tender, and it was attached to the thick soup base. Its surface was also suffused with specks of oil.
Looking at the cut, the rich juice spilled out slightly and trembled.
Wang Dahai couldn't help but swallow it in one go.
The sausage was soft and chewy when chewed, and the oily juice with spices spilled out of his mouth.
Chewing it twice, it was soft and fragrant, and the taste was unique.
Especially when the fresh and tender internal fat bloomed in his mouth, it simply melted in his mouth.
After swallowing it, the taste still lingered, and in an instant, her lips and teeth were fragrant.
"F * ck, this is awesome!"
Wang Dahai's eyes were filled with admiration."Brother Yang, why don't I send my wife to you?!”
Yang Zhe: "????"
"If I let her learn from you for a year and a half, I'll be lying flat in my next life!”
"You scared me to death. I thought you were going to use your wife to exchange for vegetables.”
Wang Dahai took another bite of the sausage."Do you know that this lousy production team pays one-fifth less than other production teams? If it weren't for your craftsmanship, I would have jumped ship a long time ago.”
Yang Zhe washed his hands and took out a grass carp."I don't believe that you don't want money just to eat.”
"Do you know what I'm considered to be? Long Song Entertainment pays the lowest salary for extras, but even so, the spots in our group are still snatched by countless people. It's all for your food.”
"How did you know?"
"The last time I was riding my bike, I happened to see the small recruitment extras. They kept shouting that Chef Yang would provide lunch and that Chef Yang would provide lunch.”
Yang Zhe split the grass carp in half from its spine."Brother Wang, you can really make a fortune as a kitchen helper.”
Wang Dahai beamed.”
"It's your mouth. You can talk even if you're dead.”
"I'm serious. Why don't I bring you to the recruitment site later?”
"Forget it, let's cook first."
Wang Dahai looked at the fish that he had prepared.""What dish is this?"
With a flash of cold light in his hand, Yang Zhe cut the first half of the fish.
Each time the knife was inserted to the extent of five centimeters, the knife edge was slanted towards the head, and there were a total of five cuts.
On the third cut, he used a little force to cut the fish behind the waist fin, splitting the fish into two.
Then, he cut the second half diagonally with a long knife, cutting it four centimeters into the fish skin without hurting it.
Following that, every fish was cooked the same way, and the table was filled with ingredients.
"This dish is West Lake Vinegar Fish.”
"F * ck, I love West Lake Vinegar Fish!”
"..."
Yang Zhe chuckled. He picked up the grass carp, put in the onions and ginger, and blanched it.
As the steam rose, the fragrance of the grass carp gradually dispersed.
As he boiled the water, he began to prepare the sauce that he would use later.
Rice vinegar, white sugar, soy sauce, dark soya sauce.
Then, he took a bowl of Huadiao wine, added starch, and stirred it to make it sticky.
Then, he placed the wok on the fire and poured in the mixed sauce. After boiling, the sweet and sour taste melted together.
Then, he slowly poured in the Huadiao starch juice and beat it evenly into a thick juice in the pot. It was ready to be served when it shone.
Immediately after, he took out the boiled fish and placed it on a plate, pouring away the water on the plate.
Then, he picked off the scallions and ginger on top and slowly poured the sauce on the fish.
When the sweet and sour air met the freshness of the fish, the two intertwined and fused.
The meat was bright red and tender, and there was even a hint of crab smell.
The steps of this dish seemed simple, but it was actually a dish with a high degree of difficulty.
No oil was added, but the dishes were glossy. No salt was added, but the taste was salty and fragrant.
If an ordinary chef cooked it, there would either be a residual smell of soil or the meat would be hard and dry.
Therefore, many people on the Internet said that West Lake Vinegar Fish was not worthy of being one of the top ten famous dishes.
But in the end, it was because very few chefs could make this dish perfect.
Wang Dahai reached out his chopsticks and took a bite eagerly.
When he chewed it, the texture of the fish meat was tender and fresh, as if he was eating crab meat.
Sweet, sour, fresh, and salty were combined into one, fully released on the taste buds.
This smell could easily stimulate one's sense of taste and make one drool.
Especially the freshness, it was so delicious that it could make one's tongue drool.
"F * ck, this is also f * cking amazing!”
"The fish meat melted in my mouth. It was sour, sweet, fresh, and salty!”
"It's clearly four kinds of complex flavors, but they can coexist harmoniously.”
"Chef Yang, I must send my wife to you!”
Yang Zhe quickly waved his hand to refuse and took out a few pieces of tofu from the basin.
Wang Dahai put down his chopsticks and looked at the sliced tofu in surprise.
"There are more dishes?"
"Yes, another dish, Mapo Tofu.”
"Did I remember the date wrongly? Is it the new year today?!”
Wang Dahai's eyes shone brightly, and he could not hide his joy.
However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a man with a crew cut at the entrance of the building.
He was wearing a loose suit and was standing at the door of the small building.
Then he exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, and inhaled.
His eyes were filled with intoxication, and even his expression was a little overjoyed.
It was so fragrant that it was as if she was soaked in meat soup.
The taste of the intestines and fish was simply intoxicating and dreamlike.
"What does this guy do?”
Yang Zhe looked up."Oh, him. He just came a few days ago."”
Wang Dahai was a little curious.”
"No, I don't know what he does either. He just said that he wants to come over every day to smell it.”
"Damn, he can endure it just by smelling it? What a ruthless person!"
Yang Zhe raised his hand and said,"In addition to the crew's meals, I'll take a table of private work outside and ask for this number."”
Wang Dahai was so scared that his eyeballs almost popped out."Eighty thousand? No wonder you only dare to smell it!"
"Anyway, it won't delay anything. Let him stand.”
"How can that do? It's so uncomfortable to just smell it. I feel pitiful just looking at it.”
"What else? Treat him for free?"
"No, I'll close the door for him.”
Wang Dahai walked out happily and reached out to close the door.
The man outside the door opened his eyes and stared at the tightly shut door.
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