Chapter 740 736. Everything is a Learning

Master Lin returned to his bucket and filled it with a large bowl of salt.

"Here comes the most important thing: one pound of water with five cents of salt."

One ounce of salt weighs about five grams.

Master Lin's pot of soup weighs more than ten pounds, and he added two ounces of salt. No wonder it only takes one bowl.

Pour it all into the soup.

Old Man Cheng was shocked. "There's so much salt, won't it kill you?"

Luo Shaoan added, "Our boss puts too much salt and it turns into Yanbahu."

"No, no." Master Lin smiled and waved his hands. "You don't drink the soup. When making boiled chicken, you need to add more salt to make the soup more concentrated than the chicken itself. This way the fat and chicken skin will shrink, the skin will be crispy, the meat will be smooth, and the bones will have flavor."

As for why...

Luo Shaoan immediately responded, "It's the osmotic pressure principle. Water comes out of the chicken's body, and the soup flavor goes in."

"What do you mean? What's the pressure?" Old Man Cheng didn't understand.

Master Wang and the others didn’t understand either.

Oh my, Luo Shaoan finally found an opportunity to show off.

"Osmotic pressure is the pressure generated when solution molecules spontaneously move from low concentration to high concentration on both sides of a semipermeable membrane when the solution concentrations are different."

These kids’ evening classes during this period were not in vain.

After the explanation, the old men still looked confused and still didn't understand, "What do you mean by high concentration and low concentration?"

"It's like drinking water. The concentration of water is low, but the concentration in the human body is high. Human cells are semi-permeable membranes. The water with low concentration automatically enters the body with high concentration, which quenches thirst."

"And this pot of soup, the soup is more concentrated than the chicken, so the water in the chicken automatically flows out into the soup. When both sides reach a balance, the water returns to the chicken, so that the chicken has the flavor of the soup."

Luo Shaoan made two more metaphors.

Old man Cheng said with a long "oh~" and praised repeatedly, "The kid knows a lot."

Actually, I still didn’t quite understand.

Anyway, it’s very impressive.

Luo Shaoan was praised and felt very proud. "Hehe, our Senior Brother Qi used the osmotic pressure principle to treat the saline-alkali fields in Hainan after the typhoon, reducing the salinity in the soil and turning the saline-alkali fields back into good fields for growing crops. The first batch will save 70,000 acres."

Wow, this is amazing.

Although Old Man Cheng is a chicken farmer, he knows the value of good farmland. This time he praised sincerely, "This is amazing, is it really possible? That's a great merit."

Luo Shaoan was very confident and nodded solemnly, "I can do it, I definitely can do it."

Master Lin was also stunned when he heard this and looked at his pot of soup.

Shake your head and smile.

Chong Luo Shaoan said: "Everything is a science. With the same knowledge, I can only add flavor to chicken, and I only know the results but not the reasons. In your hands, you can transform the soil and give it a new look. What you do is better than us."

Luo Shaoan quickly went over and said modestly, "No way, they are all great. Your craftsmanship is a work of art. I am dying of jealousy."

"Haha." Master Lin laughed, "Okay, I'll do it quickly."

After saying that, he picked up the cleaned rooster, lifted it by the neck, put it into the soup bucket, and slowly turned it around twice.

"The most important technique in making boiled chicken is to soak it, so that it can slowly absorb the flavor of the soup."

What he is demonstrating now is immersion.

After turning it around twice, he took it out again.

After hovering above the soup pot for a few seconds, he put it in again.

Repeat this three times.

"You can't put the chicken directly into the soup. You have to put it in and take it out like this, up and down three times, so that the temperature inside and outside of the chicken is consistent."

"Then put the whole thing in, bring the water to a boil, and then turn the heat down to low."

"After five minutes, add some rice wine to enhance the flavor." "Then, don't touch it, especially the oil layer on top of the soup pot, because the oil seals the aroma of the soup."

"Continue soaking for twenty-five minutes."

Master Lin was talking as he was operating.

After so many steps, it comes to an end.

There are so many steps to making this boiled chicken.

Old Man Cheng doesn't have so many requirements.

As soon as the lid of the pot of chicken stewed with Gastrodia elata was opened, steam with a rich aroma filled the air.

Old Man Cheng poked it with chopsticks, then felt that the time was not right, so he covered it again.

The fragrance faded and everyone sighed in unison.

Since it's not well yet.

Master Lin set his eyes on the eggs that Old Man Cheng picked up.

I happened to have some Ping'angou mushrooms, as well as barbecued pork and dried bamboo shoots.

They brought everything with them this time.

So, Master Lin made two more famous Cantonese dishes, Foo Yung Egg.

Well, two versions, steamed egg and fried egg.

The meat of Xiaoyao Chicken is delicious and the eggs are also very good.

Luo Shaoan loves fried eggs, which are golden on both sides. Various side ingredients are wrapped in the egg and intertwined. The outer layer is tender and smooth, with a strong egg aroma. When eaten with a spoon, they are slightly sour and fragrant, soft and tender. The egg has been swallowed, but the diced meat is still chewy, and the meat flavor and egg aroma have a unique taste.

Today's lunch was purely a food tasting, with one dish after another, intermittently.

The eggs were eaten in a flash.

The chicken stew is not ready yet.

While waiting, Luo Shaoan should help Old Man Cheng advertise.

"Uncle, I see you have such a big mountain here, why do you only raise more than 2,000 chickens? Why don't you raise more?"

Old Man Cheng laughed and said, "The chickens I raise are expensive. If I raise too many, who will I sell them to?"

"How come no one wants to buy such a good chicken? How do you sell it?" Luo Shaoan didn't believe it.

"We sell them in the county. There are also buyers in the city, but they are few." Old Man Cheng explained his sales channels in detail. "I have a nephew who helps me sell them. He has a group or something. He comes every three to five days, brings some feed and then takes the chickens away. We also sell eggs."

"Also, there are Lao Zhou and his friends from nearby villages. Sometimes they come and catch two."

Anyway, we only do business with regular customers.

"Where are your family members?" Luo Shaoan went off topic.

"Both boys have started families and are not around. They are out of town. The old woman has gone to the eldest son's house to look after the grandchildren. The old man is alone and at ease."

Although he said he was at ease, in fact, a trace of loneliness flashed in Old Man Cheng's eyes.

Alas, this is the norm in the countryside. Few young people like to stay in the mountains, and those who can leave have left.

All the elderly people in Ping'angou are like this.

No wonder Old Man Cheng liked Luo Shaoan so much.

Master Wang also has no children around and his wife passed away a long time ago, so he lives a lonely life.

Unable to bear hearing this, he changed the subject and said, "Brother Cheng, who buys your chickens?"

"Who else can buy it? It must be useful." Talking about chicken again, Old Man Cheng immediately became energetic and boasted happily, "My flower chicken is best for pregnant women. It is best for mothers who are in confinement to nourish their bodies. It is also good for children with spleen and stomach disorders to supplement nutrition."

"The people who buy black chickens are old men and women, and some are recovering from a serious illness and want to make up for the deficiencies in their body. If a black chicken is stewed for the mother's birthday, everyone will praise her for being filial."

In other words, people buy it only because they have special needs, not just to satisfy their appetite.

(End of this chapter)