pdf-ebookys Chapter 721 Nezha Lotus Root
Chapter 721 Nezha Lotus Root
Chapter 721 Nezha Lotus Root
However, even though he was grinning his teeth after eating, the big-tube wooden peach pose did not have the slightest intention of spitting out the peeing beef balls. Instead, accompanied by the sound of hissing and gasping for air-conditioning, the big-tube wooden peach pose's eyes burst into a sliver of light !
"It's so delicious, it's really good!"
"It's really the best in the world!"
"The whole pissing beef ball tastes refreshing and bouncy, full of juice, it is unbeatable!!"
After eating so many meat dishes, even the big-tube peach style is a bit boring, so I want to find some vegetarian dishes.
But he searched all over the cafeteria on the second floor, and only found some mushrooms, no other vegetarian dishes.
Seeing this, Bai, who had been secretly watching the big tube wooden peach style, walked up and asked kindly:
"Guest, may I help you?"
Datong Mutao frowned, "Why are there no vegetarian dishes here?"
"Guest, I'm really sorry, because there are too many ingredients recently, and the supply of vegetarian dishes is not enough. Now most of them can only be served on the first floor."
"That's it!" Datong Mutao Shi touched his smooth chin with one hand, and said, "If this is the case, then I'll go down and have a look."
"Okay, please come with me!"
As Bai said, he led the big tube of wooden peach down.
Looking at Bai Nao's back and the curves that the skirt couldn't cover up, for some reason, the big tube wooden peach pose actually felt some fiery feeling in his heart.
"It must be an illusion!"
Shaking his head vigorously in the big-tube wooden peach pose, he threw out the absurd thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't get rid of the moving curve in Bai's mind.
Feeling the fiery gaze behind him, Bai's body froze immediately, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.
Fortunately, this was not the first time, with a tired smile on Bai's face, he led the large wooden peach pose to a seat and sat down.
Datong Mutao casually browsed the menu of the Manchu Banquet, and picked out a vegetarian dish.
Nezha lotus root.
This is a partial name of the Manchu Banquet. Because of its nutritional value, lotus root has always been a delicacy for the imperial court. However, in the Qing Dynasty, because the rulers disliked the meaning behind the name Nezha, it meant rebelling against the court. The word Nezha was canceled.
"Give me a piece of Nezha lotus root." Datong Mutao said.
"Okay, guest, please wait a moment!" Bai Bai forced a smile on his face.
Afterwards, under the longing eyes of Datong Mutao, Bai escaped to leave, as if he was in a panic, and went straight to the kitchen.
Bai was really afraid that if he stayed there, something bad would happen!
Unfortunately, the Datong Mutao Style also has the ability to act recklessly!
After receiving the menu from Bai, Yang Ming nodded and started cooking again.
Yang Ming took out the lotus root. The shape of the lotus root is very unique, branch-like. A branch of lotus root has six or seven knots, and the short one has three or four knots. The baby's chubby arms have dark brown lotus joints between the lotus roots, and there are sharp shoots growing on the lotus joints.
In the process of taking out the lotus root, it is necessary to avoid being pricked by the sharp thorns on the lotus root.
Yang Ming took out a sharp dragon-slaying knife, and with a few brushes with advanced knife skills, he peeled off the skin of the lotus root, and then he could see the white, juicy flesh under the skin.
When Yang Ming did everything, he realized that there were some small holes in the lotus root, like honeycombs, firecracker firing holes, and flower petals.
If you look carefully, you will find that when the lotus root is separated, there are some silks that are connected with the lotus root. These tiny strands are like the silk spit out by Spiderman in the movie, and they also look like the beards of some old people.
The roots are broken, that's what it says.
After Yang Ming peeled the skin, he could see that the rhizome of the lotus root was thick, and the flesh was tender, white and flawless.
The lotus root is as white as snow. If it is put into soup, it will not melt for a long time. It is smooth and soft in the mouth, tender, sweet and crisp, and full of fragrance.
But this time, Yang Ming made fried lotus root.
When dealing with lotus roots, it is worth noting that when eating lotus roots, you should choose those with yellowish-brown skin and thick and white flesh. If they are black and have a peculiar smell, they are not suitable for consumption.
Yang Ming picked out the fresh lotus roots picked today, peeled them, washed them in cold water, and took off the damaged parts.
After filtering twice, Yang Ming used the sharp dragon-slaying knife, swaying it freely like a great master. With the sound of slicing, the thin slices of lotus root were neatly placed in place, looking As if it has not been cut open, it is still a complete individual.
Yang Ming put the lotus root slices into the basket and started to heat up the red iron pot.
When dark red patterns spread out under the black black pot, Yang Ming poured the oil along the edge of the black pot, and then used a shovel to rip the oil away, sticking a thin layer of oil to the bottom of the pot.
Until this time, the hot red bottom of the pot quickly heats up the oil, and a light oil fragrance permeates.
Taking advantage of this short interval, Yang Ming quickly crushed the garlic, washed the ginger, peeled and flattened it, and then poured them into the pot together.
It's sizzling!
Crackling!
Because they still carried a little water on their bodies, as soon as they entered the red-hot black pot, they immediately erupted into fierce conflicts like sparks hitting the earth.
It can also be seen that the minced garlic on the bottom of the pot keeps moving up and down, and it has been stained with a yellow halo in just a moment.
What followed was a strong aroma of garlic mixed with ginger, which turned into a light smoke blowing towards the face.
It's too late, it's too soon.
Yang Ming picked up the basket containing lotus root with one hand, and quickly poured it into the pot.
Clap la la!Clap la la!
Now, when the lotus root with more water content is put into the pot, it seems that the pot is about to be fried, and there is a dense crisp sound like beans being sprinkled.
Yang Ming held the handle of the pot in one hand and the spatula in the other, and quickly started to stir fry.
The flames licked furiously under the pot, and the lotus root kept tumbling on the pot.
After stir frying several times, Yang Ming poured a bowl of water into it, then covered the pot, and waited for it to cook.
After a few minutes, a burst of steaming heat emerged from the inside and kept lifting the lid of the pot. Thick white smoke escaped from the gap, carrying the fragrance of lotus root mixed with garlic, filling the surrounding area.
Yang Ming lifted the lid of the pot, spooned a handful of salt into it, stir-fried again for a while, then poured the lotus root extract onto the plate.
I saw the lotus root sitting cross-legged quietly on the ground, the bright white color seemed to be shining, it looked very seductive, and accompanied by the steaming heat, a fresh fragrance permeated the air.
At the same time, with the remaining lotus root, Yang Ming did not waste it idlely. Instead, the tip of the knife fluttered, and with one stroke, he carved the remaining lotus root into a three-inch child, stepping on wind and fire. Round, heroic, very handsome.
(End of this chapter)