Kitchen Xiuzhen

While Luo Xiu was grinding the soy milk, the ink-scented chef Zhao Tianzong also stood on the side of the street and watched Luo Xiu tinkering with the stone mill from afar.

Countless diners are watching.

In such a lively battle, honestly, ink and ink champs have never been seen before.

However, when he saw Luo Xiu taking out the golden urn, he smiled cheerfully all over, and his chubby face was full of pride: "It really is a child, Li Deyong is a fool. Can't even handle such a kid? "

Who doesn't know that this golden tincture can only be used for soup and stir fry ...

"Hum, Kim Yee Ju ... but poisonous!"

Zhao Tianzong sneered there: "I don't need my shot, this kid ... he's dead!"

"What's not good for cooking ... not with golden tincture?"

Zhao Tian flashed a hint of pleasurance in his eyes, but waved at the disciples behind him: "Ali, give me a propaganda in the shop ... Let that kid, understand the dead!"

"Yes, Master!"

A Li's disciple Yinyin smiled and walked towards Jiuzhonglou immediately.

...

Luo Xiu was filtering the soybean milk methodically.

Wow!

The filtered soy milk turned into a silky milky white, dripped into a large bucket, full of rich fragrance.

"Brother, can you burn it?"

Ye Weilan was curious, and this milky soy milk looked wonderful.

All diners were also impatient, but Luo Xiu shook his head: "The filtered soy milk cannot be cooked directly on the pot, because it will paste the pot!"

Then, Luo Xiu put a layer of clear water in the pot.

"Gay pot?"

This was the first time everyone heard this saying. What exactly was in the head of this little Luo shopkeeper?

Why is it so powerful? !!

Seeing everyone curiously looking at themselves, Luo Xiu explained: "Before cooking soy milk, you must add an appropriate amount of water to the pot because of the density ... Oh no, adding water that is heavier than soybean milk can Soymilk floats on the water, so that it doesn't make it easy to paste the soymilk without touching the bottom of the pot ... "

Luo Xiu almost spoke the word density and hurriedly changed his word.

However, a lot of diners still couldn't understand, why was the water heavier than soybean milk?

Is it totally unreasonable? !!

"It's so scary without culture!"

Luo Xiu shook his head, but lit the hearth stove and started cooking.

Cooing--

After a while, the whole street was filled with the rich aroma of soy milk, and a group of diners swallowed droolingly.

It was the first time they knew that the juice of Jinyu ... could it be so fragrant when burned?

"It must be delicious!"

"It's so fragrant ... isn't it so delicious?"

"No, Luo's shopkeeper is really a wizard. I can't stand it anymore!"

Numerous diners watched with a probe after Luo's self-cultivation.

Wow!

Luo Xiu slammed the soy milk in the pot over and over again, the soy milk boiling there.

"Well ... is it ready?"

Ye Weilan's small face was slightly drunk, and he sniffed his nose. The whole person was intoxicated by the smell of soy milk.

"But it's not good yet!"

Luo Xiu looked at the bubbled soy milk, but was unwilling to explain more.

The immediate boiling is just a pseudo-boiling phenomenon.

When the raw soy milk is heated to 80 ° C to 90 ° C, a lot of white foam will appear. Many people mistakenly think that the soy milk is cooked at this time, but this is actually a false boiling. The temperature at this time cannot destroy the soy milk Saponin substances in!

If you take it at this time, you will taste the green taste of beans. This is the saponin material of soy milk ... Soy milk produced by many soymilk machines is this taste!

Taking too much is bad for your health.

The correct way is to boil soy milk a few times more!

Huh!

Luo Xiu started to control the fire there. After turning off Xiao, the soy milk turned milky again, and the boiling slightly decreased ... Luo Xi suddenly increased the amount of fire again, and the soy milk boiled again.

Just boiled 3-4 times like this, Luo Xiu went out of the hearth furnace.

A perfect soy milk, fresh out of the box!

"Okay! This ... this soy milk is all right!"

Numerous diners shook their throats and watched as Luo Xiu brought out a large pot of soy milk.

"Take the bowl yourself!"

Luo Xiu had just finished speaking, and a group of diners were holding bowls by the side, just like the people who opened warehouses in ancient times, lined up one by one, watching the steaming soy milk in Luo Xiu's pot.

The scent seemed to tick off their souls.

"This is shellac, everyone puts some according to the amount ... you can make this soy milk sweeter!"

Shellac is honey, but ... it is a lot better than the honey and texture of previous honey.

Luo Xiu said, the first diners could not restrain it, and yelled there: "Master Luo, don't say it, my saliva is almost dry!"

Wow!

Luo Xiu put the silky milky soy milk directly into his bowl.

The diners took it, and the steaming aroma made him squint. "Oh, really sweet!"

Speaking, he just prepared to take up a bowl of soy milk and drank it. Someone beside him suddenly came out: "Brother, don't drink, this golden tincture is poisonous!"

"what?"

The diner's face instantly turned white, his hands shook, and a bowl of soy milk fell directly to the ground, and everyone around him was startled.

"what?"

"poisonous?"

"impossible?"

Numerous diners holding soy milk were frightened by this sentence.

"Golden juice, but it is very toxic, and it is still poisonous when boiled ... If you don't believe it, you can try to eat it at home!"

This guy who stops diners from drinking soy milk is, of course, Zhao Tianzong's disciple A Li.

The crowd listened to Alibaba's words and immediately responded.

"It seems ... the golden tincture is indeed poisonous!"

"I've heard it before!"

"I've heard people say this ..."

Some of the onlookers were all in a cold sweat, but if not Li reminded himself, ...... drank poisonous things? !!

All of them suddenly raised their heads, looking at Luo Xiu standing there, and wanted to talk about it ... Luo Xiu ignored the questioning eyes of the crowd, but looked at Ari: "You ... are ink and ink Xiangxie Right? "

"Ok?"

Then Ali suddenly startled, then raised his head: "You ... don't care about who I am, is this golden tincture, is it poisonous ?!"

"There are deep cuts on the tiger's mouth on the hand, and there are many cuts on the hand. Your usual side dishes work is a lot of work ... This Snow Moon City business is good, ink Xiangxie!"

Luo Xiu stood with his hands on his shoulders, looking at Li's hands.

A Li's face changed instantly, this guy ... so careful observation? !!

See my identity at a glance?

"Master Li?"

"I recognize it, you are Master Jiang Li!"

"The disciple of Chef Zhao of the Xiangshui Ink!"

Numerous Snow Moon City diners were reminded by Luo Xiu at this time, and they all recognized Ali's identity.

A Li did not refute, biting his teeth and holding his chest up, "Yes, I am Jiang Li. Everyone now ... should believe what I said?"

"It seems ... really poisonous!"

"Master Jiang Li is a chef!"

"Luo ... Luo, the treasurer, is it true that Master Jiang Li said?"

All the diners looked at Luo Xiu at this moment. Obviously, Luo Xiu did not give a reasonable explanation, and they were about to make trouble.

"Well, the gold tincture is really poisonous!"

After Luo Xiu said, everyone's face ... become pale.

"Oh, am I right?"

Alligator was sneering there with high spirits, just about to go on talking.

When a group of diners were about to explode, Luo Xiu scooped up a bowl of soy milk and put it in the bowl in front of him: "However, the golden tincture I made is not poisonous!"

Speaking, Luo Xiu drank a bowl of golden tincture in front of him and said, "Okay, are there any questions?"

Luo Xiu's face was calm and calm.

As if this kind of thing, it didn't cause him any trouble at all.