After buying a huge pile of ingredients, the Lu family was busy cleaning the ingredients again. Tuan Tuan's grandma next door was especially enthusiastic. Before Lu Jun came back, she had already come to the Lu family's house twice to take a look.
When she heard Lu Jun stop the car, she quickly carried Tuan Tuan over and placed the child in the courtyard. She piled a few toys on the chair and joined the team.
"This pig intestine is so difficult to wash.”
She volunteered to take care of the most troublesome bowl of pig intestines.
"No need, I'll do it."
After all, she was an elder in her fifties and they were neighbors. Lu Jun was a little embarrassed and wanted her to wash something else that was easier. He was a young man and had great strength.
Tuan Tuan's grandmother could tell that he was embarrassed, so she reached out to snatch it from him.
"Little Lu, you don't have to be so polite with me. You guys gave me a salary of 80 yuan a day, and I only need to work for half a day. I'm an old lady, and I'm embarrassed.”
With that, he rolled up his sleeves and went to wash the intestines.
Lu Jun did not insist and turned to deal with the two pig heads.
As usual, after watering them with pine resin, he peeled off the skin and cleaned the two pig heads until they were white and clean. He turned around and went to the kitchen to take a look. The big pot of water had already boiled.
As more and more ingredients were needed to be braised, one pot of braised ingredients was no longer enough. Today, Lu Jun had specially prepared a large pot and prepared to boil another pot of braised ingredients soup.
Lu Jun brought over the spices, Chinese medicine, and other marinade ingredients that he had prepared in advance. After picking and choosing the spices he needed, he put them all into a pot of gauze net bag.
By wrapping the condiments and boiling them in boiling water, not only could the taste of the spices evaporate, but it could also prevent them from touching the ingredients during the braising process, causing the fragrance to be uneven when eating and affecting the taste.
At this time, it was time to fry the sugar sauce. The color of the braised meat depended on the quality of the sugar sauce.
There was also a lot of attention paid to the small sugar juice. If it was not stir-fried properly, the color would not come out. If the taste was too sweet, it would affect the taste of the braised food. If it was too burnt, it would affect the taste of the braised food. It would taste burnt and that was what was uncomfortable.
Lu Jun watched as the sugar juice in the pot turned from white to honey, and finally to the color of charcoal. He paused for a second or two and decisively turned off the fire. Then, the remaining heat caused the color of the sugar to deepen a little.
Lu Jun dipped his chopsticks into the sugar and tasted it. There was no longer any sweetness. This was the perfect sugar color. Not only could it color, but it could also increase the freshness.
He poured sugar into the big pot. Caramel-colored sugar juice rolled in the boiling water. Soon, the pot of water was dyed into a beautiful color. This was only the first step.
The old hen that he had chosen in advance was placed in the pot to add flavor to the soup. At this moment, Lu Jun went to look at the ingredients in the courtyard. The ingredients that had been washed had been blanched by Father and Mother Lu to remove the blood and hung on the pole.
Two large electric fans blew at the ingredients. At this moment, the whole chicken, pig heads, and the like had already dried up.
Lu Jun got Tuan Tuan's Grandma and Mama Lu to brush a layer of honey on the braised chicken. The shiny ingredients looked very lovable.
Although he had seen Lu Jun do this before, Father Lu still could not understand why he had to add this step.
Wasn't this a waste of honey?
This was the frugal personality of the older generation.
"Dad, turn on the fan again.”
Father Lu turned on the fan and walked up to Lu Jun." Son, you put sugar and honey in the marinade. Why doesn't it taste sweet at all?”
Lu Jun saw that Father Lu was still conflicted about the honey deep-fried food. He smiled and said,"I didn't add much honey in the first place. Don't underestimate sugar and honey. It's much better to enhance freshness than seasonings like gourmet powder. In those high-end restaurants in the county, chefs will add sugar when cooking.”
Father Lu's braised food was not as complicated as hers.
After the skin of the meat that had been smeared with honey dried, Lu Jun took them to the oil pan that had been cooked and fried them.
As the hot oil rolled over the ingredients, he waited for them to be fried until they were golden yellow before putting them into the braised pot and boiling them at the highest heat. This way, the color of the braised food would be corrected and the taste would be better.
The entire production process sounded simple, but it was not simple at all.
When the soup in the pot boiled again, there was already a fragrance wafting out. It was a faint fragrance of the ingredients, mixed with a few hints of the sweet smell of bees. It smelled very good.
As time passed, the fat in the pig's head and the whole chicken slowly boiled out, adding oil to the soup that was gradually turning red.
The taste of the ingredients in the big pot also slowly fused together. It was no longer the taste of various spices that could occasionally be distinguished. Instead, it was the pure fragrance of sauce, mixed with a few Chinese medicinal herbs that could not be ignored.
The fragrance became stronger and stronger, drifting out with the wind.
The sauce's fragrance was extremely rich and a little stuffy. However, because the fragrance of Chinese herbs was mixed in, it could always make people feel stuffy before being suppressed by the smell of herbs.
It made one's mouth salivate and make one constantly think.
The few families who lived in front of them smelled the fragrance and took a deep breath.
"How fragrant!"
Although they were used to smelling the aroma of the marinade in the Lu family's braised food shop at this time every day, they still felt greedy after smelling it. Some neighbors had already begun to plan what to buy when they went down to buy braised food.
Should he buy pig ears, pig hooves, or some braised beef? It was expensive, but it was still okay to eat occasionally.
After thinking about it, he gave up. Only children would make multiple choice questions. They were already adults with financial freedom. Of course, they would buy a little. They would only be satisfied if they tried everything.
At noon, the office was already closed and it was time for lunch.
A colleague saw Jiang Littleflower tidying up the things in her hand calmly and walked over to ask her.
"What are you going to eat today? I'm going to order some braised vegetables. Do you want some?”
"No need. I brought lunch today.”Little Ginger Flower took out a lunch box from the drawer and walked toward the microwave with anticipation.
She was tired of eating takeout every day. Braised Pork Rice was the best.
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