If fresh ingredients are added to the old fire porridge, it becomes the so-called raw rolled porridge.

This "raw" does not refer to this pot of porridge, but the ingredients placed in the porridge are fresh. You must never pass through water and oil first.

With this pot of thick old-fired porridge, you can put fresh vegetables and lake seafood. There are many different rules. Zhou Dong chose to put pigs and miscellaneous.

The raw rolled porridge in Guangdong Province is essentially different from the braised porridge in Kyoto. The former relies on old fire porridge, while the latter relies on old soup. Although they both occupy an old word, the difference is that it is too big.

When cooking old soup, it is important to make soups and ingredients old, and the ingredients always refer to the taste! If you want to put the taste of old soup into the ingredients, the taste will naturally be heavy, but many people like this taste.

The raw porridge in Guangdong Province emphasizes the word "out"... which means that the flavor of fresh ingredients should be released into the bottom of the old fire porridge, and the taste is lighter and fresher.

This taste is very popular among southerners. Cai Bo once said in a food program that he doesn’t like hot pot. If he can choose to make a food disappear, it is hot pot without any technical content.

However, the hot pot he hates certainly does not include one, that is, the hot pot with old fire porridge as the base.

Think about it, in the copper-colored hot pot burning with charcoal, the sticky and fragrant bottom of the old fire porridge gradually boiled, and bubbles the size of a "crab eye" appeared first. When the boiling reached the extreme, bubbles the size of a "shrimp eye" appeared. For such a porridge hot pot, what ingredients can't be thrown into the world?

Based on old fire porridge, the ingredients are added in large quantities, which is called porridge hotpot. If the amount is added in small amounts and special, it means raw porridge.

With a group of "water table handymen" who can be called a luxurious lineup, Zhou Dongwan doesn't have to worry about not cleaning these pig miscellaneous items. He only needs to focus on the knife skills. In this way, cutting pig miscellaneous items quickly in the air is to show off his skills. He only needs the word "fast". The reason is that once the old fire porridge is opened, the ingredients need to be added as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be difficult to get the word "flip" when the temperature of the porridge noodles drops.

The dark blue knife light interlaced like a spider web in the air. The tender and elastic pig face meat was cut into strips of meat that were half inch long and half a finger; the nutritious pig liver and lungs were cut into small pieces. Remember to read the collection site of the Dark Heart, which was updated very quickly. It was also carved into blooming small flowers;

The most amazing ones are those pig intestines. The knife light flashed by and it was quickly dissected. The outer skin was opened with a shallow straw raincoat knife method, and the inner layer with odor and fat accumulated too thick was cut off by about half a layer; if it could not be cut off, it would lose the characteristics of the pig intestines being fatty and thick and fragrant. It was not pig intestines at all, but would become a casing for sausages...

Goodbye to the sword!

The excited Lao Wu Palace was left with only looking up and worshipping. Sure enough, after Zhou Dong took the knife, he did something that made all his colleagues look at him. He got a basin of warm water from somewhere, with a clean white towel in the water, and a piece of soap trembling on his wrist when he was flipping.

"Zhou...Chef, please cleanse your hands!"

The voice was filled with respect and a solemn expression on his face...

Everyone looked at each other. The scene was too familiar. It was simply the "Chang Lier" of Qinxing's apprentice to his master. And judging from Lao Wu Palace, if he hadn't been concerned about the many people present, he could definitely raise the washbasin to his head.

Damn, this is the island nation's god chef. He actually gave the disciple ceremony to Team Leader Zhou?

Several chefs were shocked. The chef-level figure from the island country came to pay a disciple ceremony to Team Leader Zhou. What about us? This level seems to be a bit different. It’s okay, we are all organized, and now we have a colleague with Team Leader Zhou...

Zhou Dong put down the kitchen knife and gently covered the casserole. After adjusting the firepower, he saw the scene of Lao Wugong opera singer on his body. He was quite embarrassed. After thinking about it, he washed his hands symbolically, even though his hands were very clean and there was no drop of dirty things.

It can be said that he has had contact with the islanders several times. Zhou Dong is now not sure about the meridians of these people. If he doesn't wash his fingers, what else can Lao Wu Palace do?

Seeing Zhou Dong washed his hands... Lao Wugong left with satisfaction.

Youxi! Master Zhou will definitely feel good about me when he sees me so well-behaved. Even if it’s just a little bit, as long as I continue, he will be moved one day!

Work hard! Takemiya Masada, you are the best!

The casserole on the fire eyes was slowly spitting out white mist, and a faint fragrance of porridge and meat gradually spread out. You can't smell this smell. If you take a few more sips, you will definitely fall in love with it. Then you can't help but want to walk over and lift the lid to take a look. If possible, it's better to have a few more sips.

Shang Qingxiong had already circled around the casserole in five or six circles, and asked while swallowing, "Lao Zhou, it's almost three hours, the smell is coming out, are you still waiting?"

Zhou Dong didn't look at the time either. He sucked his nose gently and said, "It's OK."

"Are OK? Haha, I know!"

He is worthy of being a famous war god-level figure in Jin Chengjun District. He is just a thick skin and flesh. This guy grabbed the lid of the casserole with empty hands, then quickly threw it on the desk, looking at Zhou Dong with a grin and said, "It's so hot!"

Zhou Dong slapped his forehead and was speechless at this guy. When he walked over to take a wooden spoon to serve the porridge, he saw a figure flashing in front of him. It was indeed Lao Wu Palace again: "How can you do this kind of porridge-storage? I'll do it..."

"I'll do it."

"I'll do it..."

Song Jing and the others couldn't sit still when the movement of Wugong Masada. Dive-moving is a relatively special industry. Masaji and other things have nothing to do with it. Regardless of race, skin color, and cooking skills are the criteria for measuring everything. The chef of the island country ran to serve the porridge. Remember to read the collection site of the light and darkness. The update here is really fast. Who can sit still?

Finally, Song Jing and Su Bi ordered their assistants to put the porridge in blue and white porcelain bowls with thick walls. The first bowl was naturally given to Mr. Shang, but the second bowl was delivered to Zhou Dong without anyone giving instructions. Next were Wugong Masada and several masters.

Fortunately, the casserole for making porridge was big enough. Shang Qingxiong waited for a long time and finally got a bowl. Seeing the layer of light yellow porridge oil filled with fragrance in the porridge bowl, he could not bear it. He took a deep breath and suddenly became scalded and his eyes were wide open. He couldn't say a word for a long time.

"You don't drink porridge like this, you need to use a spoon..."

Zhou Dong picked up the spoon and scooped half a spoon, blew it gently twice before he slowly put it into his mouth.

"Suck, suck."

At the same time, from Mr. Shang to all the masters, they also drank the first sip of porridge.

So beautiful...
Chapter completed!