2102 The fragrant pot rice

It was reasonable to adjust the medium fire here to cook slowly so that it would not be easy to miss the time. It also ensured that the rice and vegetables were cooked at the same time, and also ensured that the essence of the pot rice would not be wrong, and there would be a layer of golden brown rice crust at the bottom.

The pot rice usually took about 20 minutes to be ready, and the time varied according to the degree of familiarity of the ingredients.

Bai Lang and Huang Cai only sat for about ten minutes before the dishes were served. The first to be served was Bai Lang's pot rice.

"This speed is too fast. In such a short time." Bai Lang couldn't help but sniff.

He usually took 20 minutes to finish cooking the pot rice, but now he was done in 10 minutes. It was indeed unbelievable. Of course, Bai Lang wouldn't suspect that the rice wasn't cooked in too short a time or that there was no rice crust.

Look at what this place is!

"Swish, swish!"

The light yellow hot pot was served. It was still steaming and making a sound when it was placed on the table.

"It really smells good." Huang Cai felt that he could try the pot rice tomorrow.

"Swish"

Bai Lang carefully used a towel to remove the lid, and the aroma became even stronger. The first pot rice to arrive was the bacon-flavored rice, and the smell of the unique bacon wafted into his nose, causing him to unconsciously gulp.

Pieces of extremely thin sausages and cured meat were placed on top of the crystal clear rice. One could almost see through the sausages and cured meat to see the dark brown rice underneath, forming a sharp contrast with the White rice next to it. There were traces of red chili next to it, and the crisp and dark green vegetables were laid on top of the rice. The layers were distinct.

A customer who had just entered the restaurant was attracted by this super-good-looking bacon pot rice. Some of the food just looked appetizing.

This customer was Dean. He happened to be behind Huang Cai and Bai Lang, so he naturally came in after he finished eating and left.

There was an empty table for four, and they had to pass by Bai Lang and the others. The extremely good-looking pot rice was in their eyes.

To be honest, although Dean could be considered an expert in small restaurants, he was well-versed in the various rules of the restaurant. He did not fully understand which dishes were served. If the menu was too thick, he would not be able to keep up with his learning progress.

Even Dean, who was an expert in French cuisine, had to admit that the spicy pot rice in front of him had quite an aesthetic value. Everything was just right.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. Can you tell me what dish you have?" Dean's skin was also thick, so he went up and asked.

Compared to delicacies, shamelessness was nothing. This was the first lesson Dean learned in the restaurant. His teacher was Wu Hai and he kept it in mind.

"It's pot rice which is a type of Cantonese cuisine. " Bai Lang's English was passable.

"Thank you," he said. Dean asked for the answer he wanted and immediately went to his seat. He had already made some progress in the sweet and sour carp's dish presentation, and he believed that it would not be long before he could return to China to dress up ... And open the eyes of the chefs.

Moreover, he could even show his skills on the program and publicize Yuan Zhou's skills. It was quite exciting just thinking about it.

On the other side, Dean waited for su Ruoyan to pot rice over before he decisively recited the words he had just learned and used them on the spot. At the same time, he inquired about the other dishes of the same type of rice. In an instant, other than the preserved dish, the sweet and sour carp, he also ordered two more dishes of rice.

On the other side, Bai Lang's eyes were fixed on the pot on the table, and his nose twitched. The smell alone made him feel that it was worth it.

As the heat dissipated a little, the pot rice became clearer and more appetizing. Just when Huang Cai couldn't help but ask for some, his dish was served.

The first dish was Kairi's sour fish soup. The overbearing sour taste directly attacked the taste buds and called Huang Cai back to his senses.

Bai Lang started eating as well. He picked up the spoon and slid it down the side of the pot, mixing the rice with the cured meat. This was the correct way to eat rice.

Obviously, even if it was cooked in ten minutes, the heat control was not bad at all. The White rice grains and the dark rice grains were mixed together and gradually dyed a color. The glossy luster was very moving. Finally, the Golden yellow rice crust was lifted up. It was a thin layer, the standard thickness of a grain of rice. It was completely golden. One look and you could tell that the heat control was very good.

Bai Lang had been pot rice for more than ten years, and he was already well trained to cook rice crust as thick as a grain of rice. However, the color was a little darker and uneven, which was already very rare.

Now, when he saw Yuan Zhou's pot rice Bai Lang had to admit that Huang Cai was right about one thing. The difference was so great that he couldn't even find a place to start from.

He only knew how difficult it was to reach Yuan Zhou's level when he knew how to cook the pot rice. He had been cooking for more than ten years, but he could only get close to the dish instead of getting it right.

"Ka Cha!"

He took a bite of the rice crust. It was crispy and delicious, with the sweet and charred smell of rice grains and a faint hint of lychee fragrance.

"It turns out that it's true that even the rice cooked in the pot has a faint scent of lychee. But boss Yuan didn't use the lychee wood, did he?" Bai Lang looked towards the kitchen but didn't see any firewood.

He had always been using a gas stove, which was divided into many small stoves and was unique to the kitchen of the pot rice. Naturally, there were no lychees.

After finishing the rice crust in a few bites, Bai Lang scooped up a spoonful of rice mixed with sausages, cured meat, rice, and soup and put it into his mouth.

The rich fragrance of rice and meat spread in his mouth. With a bite, the juicy sausage and cured meat were bitten open, revealing the juice inside. Together with the soft rice, it was very fragrant and delicious.

"It's delicious. It's really delicious. The cured meat and sausages are cooked just right. One is sweet and the other has a smoky taste. It matches with the rice just right. The proportion is perfect. " Bai Lang finished it in no time, one spoonful after another.

He had just put down his spoon when su Ruoyan brought over his second dish of pot rice with white-cut chicken.

Yuan Zhou was counting the time. One after another, he kept eating the fresh ones, which had the best texture.

"Next bowl, next bowl, I can still eat." Bai Lang exclaimed as he eagerly opened the lid.

Huang Cai's Kairi sour fish soup had also been finished.

"The most authentic sour fish soup. There's no salt in it, but the taste is just right. Compared to this, my dish is really not even worthy of being called a dish." Huang Cai shook his head.

In fact, Huang Cai's cooking level was absolutely not bad. It could be said that he was one of the candidates for the competition for the in-name disciple of Guizhou Province. However, during the last in-name disciple competition, he went abroad for some matters and only returned after more than a month. It was already too late.

What could Huang Cai do? in fact, he was also in despair.

As a chef who had started from the bottom, Huang Cai was very talented. He could cook the Kaili sour fish soup very well. Of course, this was before Yuan Zhou came into the world.

One dish after another was served, and Huang Cai and Bai Lang never stopped eating. Soon, all the dishes were served.

"Burp, so my stomach is this small?" Bai Lang clutched his stomach in regret. He wanted more, but he couldn't eat anymore.

"We can come back at night." Huang Cai's face was also full of longing.

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