MTL - A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot-Chapter 333 The pot of meat is what I deserve!

  Chapter 333 I deserve it!

  After asking Zhao Jinmai's taste, Li Yi began to adjust the sauce.

   The tomato sauce with meat wrapped in a saucepan, the main ingredients are tomato sauce, sugar and white vinegar.

  First start the pot and heat the oil. When the oil is hot, Li Yi took a small bowl and scooped half a spoonful of tomato sauce and half a spoonful of sugar.

  Looking at Li Yi mercilessly scooping up half a spoonful of sticky white sugar and dunking it into the bowl, Liu Yifei's eyes widened: "Do you want to put so much sugar?"

   "That's all I have to put."

  Zhao Jinmai swallowed, and excitedly explained to Li Yi: "This dish is sweet and sour, and the sugar is not enough to make it taste good."

   Seeing her drooling profusely, Liu Yifei was amused, and joked: "Don't choke on the saliva."

"hey-hey!"

  Zhao Jinmai laughed, put his arms around her arm, looked at Li Yi's movements expectantly, and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I've eaten home-style pot-packed meat."

  In front of the stove, Li Yi added half a teaspoon of nine-degree white vinegar to the bowl, added some water, stirred quickly, and the sauce was ready.

  The only difference between this new-style pot-packed meat and the old-fashioned pot-packed meat is the bowl of sauce.

  Other methods such as changing the knife, hanging paste, frying, etc., are exactly the same, there is no difference.

   After stirring the sauce, Li Yi added some salt to it, giving it a mouthful.

  The taste of tomato sweet and sour juice is strong enough, but salt is the king of all flavors and is indispensable. A little salt can make the sweet and sour taste more prominent and thicker.

  After the sauce was adjusted, the oil pan beside it was already 50% hot.

   Put your hand on the oil surface and feel the temperature.

  Afterwards, Li Yi grabbed the battered meat slices and put them into the oil pan one by one.

  Seeing that Li Yi had to stroke the meat before putting it down, Zhao Jinmai asked curiously, "Brother Yi, why do you have to pinch every piece of meat?"

   "This is called stroke."

  Li Yi explained with a smile: "This can make the paste hang more evenly on the meat slices, and also make the meat slices smoother, without any sticking places, and the finished dishes look better."

  In the pot, the meat slices were thick, and a lot of air bubbles suddenly appeared around them, and they floated up after a few seconds.

   One piece after another, Li Yi quickly put nine slices of meat into the pot.

   Afterwards, Li Yi stopped, rinsed his hands in front of the faucet, and picked up the colander.

   "Why are there only so many pieces?"

  Zhao Jinmai was puzzled when he saw the nine slices of meat floating in the pot: "This portion is too small, not enough to eat! I can eat it all by myself!"

   "Give you a bar mat, do you really want to eat?"

  Li Yi joked with a smile, and then said: "The pot-wrapped meat has to be cooked and eaten now, it won't taste good after it's cooled.

  Now everyone has not arrived yet, let’s fry a few slices first, and then do the rest when everyone arrives. "

   "Oh, that's all right."

  Zhao Jinmai nodded.

  Liu Yifei heard the words and asked her with a smile: "Is there nothing wrong with it in the Northeast dialect?"

"Ha ha!"

  Zhao Jinmai was amused by her sudden Dongbei dialect: "You can also say that, but it's fun when you say it."

   "Why? Did I not sound like that?"

   Liu Yifei looked at her, and said again: "What are you looking at?"

"Hahaha!"

  Zhao Jinmai burst out laughing, then waved his hands and said with a smile: "What are you looking at, I think you look good."

   "I think you look good too."

  Liu Yifei also smiled happily, and then asked: "Is there any more? You can teach me a few authentic sentences."

   "I think about it!"

  Zhao Jinmai looked left and right, and then saw Li Yi.

  Following, she pointed at Li Yi and said to Liu Yifei, "Do you have this silver printed?"

   "Silk printing."

  Liu Yifei smiled and nodded.

  She could understand this sentence, just asking her if she knew Li Yi.

   "Eh? Yes!"

  Zhao Jinmai was a little surprised, then rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Then, can you match this silver?"

"Um?"

  Liu Yifei didn't understand this time.

"Ha ha!"

  Zhao Jinmai smiled happily.

"what does it mean?"

  Liu Yifei asked puzzledly.

   "Sister, what do you mean, are you kidding me!"

  Zhao Jinmai held back his smile, pointed at Li Yi again and said, "Let me teach you again, if you introduce Brother Yi to others, you can say, oh my god! This guy is so handsome!"

   "Oh my god, this guy looks really handsome."

  Liu Yifei learned to say a sentence.

  In front of the stove, Li Yi didn't turn his head: "Thank you, old girl!"

"Hahaha!"

  Zhao Jinmai was amused by his correct Liao provincial dialect.

   "What are you laughing at? Why are you so happy?"

  Wu Lei walked in with a smile and asked with a northeast accent.

  Seeing him, Liu Yifei pointed to Li Yi and said, "Look, this guy looks very handsome."

  Wu Lei heard the words, pointed to himself with a smile and asked, "What about me?"

   "You?"

  Zhao Jinmai joked: "It's bad, it's the one who has two uprights, a bit of a tiger."

   "You are a bit of a tiger!"

   Wu Lei understood what she meant, and after making complaints, he came to the stove smelling the smell.

  Li Yi is already bombing for the third time.

   Increase the oil temperature to 80% hot to make the raw powder layer on the meat slices further foam and become fluffy.

  This can enhance the taste of the meat slices, and the entrance will be more fluffy and crispy.

  In the thinner area of ​​the raw powder paste, it has been fried into a maroon color, which looks very attractive.

   "Fried food, the ultimate enjoyment in life."

  Wu Lei's saliva is already flooding.

   "Can you eat?"

  Liu Yifei asked him.

   This kind of food is undoubtedly a calorie bomb for him.

   "Must be edible!"

  Wu Lei answered decisively: "I dig out pig manure for a day, and I deserve this pot of meat!"

   "Hmm!"

   Hearing what he said, Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai immediately recalled the scene when he and Huang Xiaoming were washing pig intestines today, their complexions turned pale, and they moaned in unison.

   "Stop talking, don't bring back bad memories of me."

  Zhao Jinmai looked disgusted.

  Liu Yifei also licked her nose, as if she could smell the smell of washing pig intestines again.

  Li Yi didn't take it seriously, took the colander, and fished out the fried meat slices from the pot.

   Followed, he took a frying pan, put it on the stove next to it, and turned on the fire.

  Poured some base oil and set it on a low fire, Li Yi poured the sauce from the bowl into the pot.

   Zila!

  After the sauce was put into the pot, a pungent sour smell came out.

   This is the smell of vinegar in the sauce after it evaporates at high temperature.

   "Ah Choo!"

  Wu Lei smelled it and couldn't help but sneezed.

  Zhao Jinmai smelled it, and his nose was itchy, but his eyes lit up: "That's the smell! It's so right!"

  Li Yi pushed the sauce with a frying spoon, like spreading pancakes, let it spread out, and spread it on the bottom of the pot.

   This can increase the heating area and make the aroma of the sauce more transparent.

  But the cooking time should not be too long, because if the cooking time is too long, the sour taste will evaporate, and there will be no sour smell when eating.

   Seeing that the sauce in the pot had bubbled up, Li Yi scooped up a spoonful with a frying spoon, took the sliced ​​meat in the colander with the other hand, and poured it into the pot.

  The meat slices were put into the pot, Li Yi pushed his knees, the flame increased, and with a splash of the frying spoon in his hand, the sauce was poured on the meat slices.

   Then, holding a frying spoon in one hand and the pot in the other, he quickly stir-fried a few times to coat the meat evenly with the sauce, then turned off the fire, and said, "Get out of the pot!"

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