1208: C1208 Hotpot Soup with Fried Dough Sticks

C1208 Hotpot Soup with Fried Dough Sticks

Put the ingredients in order, and then put in all kinds of spices.

There was no lack of pepper in the pot.

The pepper prepared by Yang Soong was first cooked in the frying pan with a small fire. Then, it was crushed and mixed with ginger juice, green pepper, chili, pepper and pepper. He sprinkled them into the pot and boiled them.

At this time, the pepper soup had already become a paste in the soup. When seasoning was sprinkled, one had to be even more careful. If one was not careful, the spice would not melt and it would be terrible if one ate it.

Not everyone could be like Yang Soong, having enough arm strength to stir the seasoning. They would often choose to sprinkle the seasoning into the soup at the beginning, and it was still the bone soup in the clear water state. Before Gouqian, it was very easy to absorb the seasoning.

This method was also not bad, but it was definitely not as delicious as the spicy soup that Yang Soong made.

The seasoning was prepared too early, and the seasoning in the soup could easily overpower the host. And the ingredients would also easily lose some taste.

Therefore, even if it was troublesome, Yang Soong still insisted on adding seasoning at the end.

With that said, the spicy soup was easy to cook, but what was not easy to cook was only the delicious spicy soup.

There was also another saying. The soup used to cook the spicy soup was the pot of soup that Qian Qian had used to cook the soup.

Some people directly boiled the soup to cook Qian Qian, and after cooking it, the taste would also be good.

But in fact, the real spicy soup should be made with the bone soup at the bottom, and then used to cook Qian Qian, placing all kinds of ingredients in order. During this process, one still had to pay attention to the heat, and at the end was the seasoning.

There was no need to talk about the bone soup.

Yang Soong could say this, "No one is better at stewing soup than me. "

Yang Soong's love for soup was deep in his bones.

There was a pot of soup in his space all year round.

This time, Yang Soong started the beef stewed soup.

After stewing the beef for more than 28 hours, the essence of the butter was tempting. Yang Soong added mushrooms and bamboo shoots and stewed the milky-white soup into a clear soup. He took out some of the butter and left some nutrients behind. It was not too greasy.

It could be said that with Yang Soong stewing this pot of beef bone high soup, anything cooked would taste good.

Even if it was not stewed with spicy soup but with noodles, just sprinkling some salt on it would be delicious.

Or perhaps, you could directly cook the vegetables in this pot of soup. Its taste was also excellent.

Yang Soong used this pot of beef bone soup to cook the spicy soup.

Any customer who knew Yang Soong would come all the way here to drink a few bowls when they heard about it.

How many bowls could he drink?

The spicy soup was boiling on the fire.

He didn't need to cover the lid of the pot to boil the spicy soup. He just boiled it in the open.

The fragrance of the beef bone soup had long attracted a large number of people.

Yang Soong was still at the side frying the tofu.

The soybean milk that was grinded by the traditional stone mill was made into tofu, smooth and tender.

The taste of the soybean milk could also be smelled.

Yang Soong held a huge knife and cut the tofu. The knife was 40 centimeters long.

"This tofu is not like cutting meat and vegetables. Tofu is soft. If you have more strength, you will have to cut the tofu. If you have less strength, you will not be able to cut the tofu. Not to mention, if you are not careful, you will cut the tofu into different thickness. Then you will fry the tofu and cut out the taste of the silk. It will not taste right. "

Yang Soong's hand was very steady.

The tofu pieces that were 1. 3 meters in both width and length were cut vertically and vertically by him. They were cut into long slices and then cut into short slices. He threw them into the oil pot and tied them up.

No matter how many pots were fried, The tofu was exactly the same thickness, and even the size was the same.

Finally, it was to cut the tofu into pieces.

The shredded tofu for making the spicy soup must be sufficiently thin.

It was as thin as a silk string. Only in this way could the tofu pudding float in the chili soup and the customers could eat it to make it chewy.

The shredded tofu that had been fried with oil would seep into the spicy soup. The shredded tofu would also absorb the various flavors of the spicy soup.

The soup was sticky but very smooth and smooth. The beef was soft and tender, and the shredded tofu pudding was chewy. The paste was spicy and fresh, and the seabelt was very tender and refreshing. Every bite stimulated the taste buds, and at the same time, it savored the aftertaste. The aftertaste was rich and spicy and delicious.

The most important thing was that it was nutritious and suitable for a cold morning.

The spicy spicy soup kept emitting sauce-colored bubbles on the fire. The spicy fragrance made people shut up after saying a few words or drink a few mouthfuls of water to relieve the drool.

"Chef Yang, are you done?"

"You can't say that the spicy soup is not for sale today!"

"If you don't sell it, I think I have to start robbing!"

……

"Don't worry. "

In the end, Yang Soong threw all the tofu pudding into the pot and stirred it with a big spoon, letting the tofu pudding and spicy soup dance together.

In the end, he removed the firewood, leaving only the charcoal to keep warm.

"Solar Soy Sauce Soup, two hundred and eighty-eight bowls. Each person is limited to one bowl. External restrictions are prohibited!"

This price was very much Yang Soong's.

Having eaten chicken rack rice that cost less than ten thousand yuan per bowl, he had only watched the pickled melon that was about six meters long. It was already very fortunate that he could have a bowl of pepper soup to drink now.

Who cared how much it cost?

Someone who did not know the truth came over and asked, "This pepper soup is almost three hundred yuan per bowl, why are there still so many people buying it? Is he crazy? Three hundred yuan can go to another place to drink fifty to sixty bowls!"

"This is already very cheap!"

"The price of the pickled melon was already two thousand yuan back then, but Chef Yang still hasn't sold it yet. But now, this pepper soup is only selling for two hundred yuan, and it's not even three hundred yuan. How expensive is it? "

"Besides, this spicy soup is really too delicious!"

"It's really delicious! Why didn't I like to drink spicy soup in the past?"

"That's because it wasn't cooked by Chef Yang!"

"This spicy and fragrant soup is sour, spicy, numb, and fragrant. It tastes very smooth. "

The high-speed rail couple was in charge of collecting money to serve soup. They served it to everyone very solidly.2

Yang Soong was blowing the deep-fried dough sticks at the side.

He originally wanted to make a fried water bag, but it was too late.

Breakfast time always passed exceptionally quickly. Since it was the weekend today, most of the big guys did not have to go to work. Otherwise, breakfast time would have ended long ago.

The fried dough sticks that Yang Soong fried, or to be more precise, it was called oily fried dough sticks. It was a type of deep-fried dough sticks the size of a finger. It was golden and shiny. It tasted more chewy than ordinary deep-fried dough sticks, but it was softer inside.

It was absolutely delicious to soak the youtiao into the spicy soup and eat it.

With the noble children demonstrating by the side, everyone quickly grasped a new foodie skill even though it was their first time drinking the spicy soup.

"That elementary school student, his bowl is much bigger than ours!"

"Is it that elementary school student who looks like he has a lot of evil ideas?"

"It's him. "

"Not only is he bigger than you, he doesn't even need money to drink spicy soup!" Wang Yao said.

"Why?"

"He doesn't even need money to eat chicken rack rice. He can also eat shredded melons. Those are melons that can be plucked for more than six meters. "

Why did all of this happen?

The noble child still had half a bowl of pepper soup left. "Uncle, I still want some fried dough sticks. "

Yang Soong filled another plate for him. "Don't eat so much. "

In order to prevent being greasy, Yang Soong added some small fennel into the greasy hair and mixed it with pepper soup. The fried dough sticks could not be stopped eating.

"I'm still growing. "

"I'm too full. I'll feel sleepy when I finish my homework later. " Yang Soong reminded and half of the noble youtiao was taken away by his mother.

Banana, my ass. Children don't like adults mentioning homework the most.

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