Over high heat, she brought the water in the pot to a boil and tossed in all the usable duck parts.
The high temperature caused the duck’s skin to shrink rapidly, and the faintly reddish at gradually turned snow-white. Jiang Qiuqiu imdiately prepared a large bucket of ice water.
Soon, a layer of white scum floated to the surface. "Once we’ve boiled out the scum, we can scoop all the at out."
"Why put it in ice water? Because this rapid change from hot to cold makes the at firr and gives it a better texture."
She effortlessly blanched two large pots of duck parts, chatting with the viewers in the bullet chat as she worked.
The overall atmosphere was quite cozy, and more and more viewers decided to stick around.
The at was quickly prepped, and next up were the vegetables. "When making a braise, you can add so vegetables in addition to the at."
"They won’t get mushy. We just need to get the heat and timing right."
"The vegetables I’ve prepared are potatoes, seven-hole vegetable, radishes, and kelp." In the interstellar era, most cultivated vegetables shared the sa nas as their historical counterparts. The exception was the lotus root, which the Agricultural College had nad the "seven-hole vegetable."
As ti went on, the braising liquid slowly ward. Jiang Qiuqiu had used it to ’awaken’ the at once before, so the broth had a faint, aty taste. It wasn’t rich, but its presence added a certain charm.
It was gradually starting to feel like a real cooking show.
With the prep work done, the next step was wild. She used a large slotted spoon to dump all the ingredients into the big iron pot, turned the heat from low to dium, and tossed in a handful of chilies. The vibrant red of the chilies was a delightful sight. Then, Jiang Qiuqiu put on the lid.
Braising is like ferntation. As long as you’ve prepared everything in advance, ti and heat will naturally transform the ingredients into the most delicious food.
The iron pot transferred heat quickly, and a GURGLE GURGLE sound gradually filled the air.
The small kitchen overflowed with the aroma of the braise. It was so intense that Jiang Qiuqiu had to open a window.
It was the sa for those on the other side of the screen. As the aroma wafted out, countless people unconsciously grew hungry.
Jiang Qiuqiu rubbed her hands together. "In five minutes, once the braising liquid is close to a boil, we’ll add the vegetables and let them cook for another five minutes. Then, we’ll transfer everything to a sealed food container and let it rest for twenty minutes. The secret to this dish is really the steeping process, which lets the food absorb all the flavor, but because we’re short on ti—we’ll do an expedited version first."
"When I have more ti in the future, you might see the fully steeped version for sale in my shop."
"Alright, without further ado, I’d like to use the remaining ti to make so drinks. Since today’s dish is spicy, it’ll taste even better paired with sothing iced."
Then, she brought out a large basket of fruit.
There were waterlons, apples, oranges, and lemons—all perfect for making juice.
Juicing itself isn’t much to watch, but watching Jiang Qiuqiu do it was strangely srizing. Her movents were clean and uniform, her hands moving as if they could never tire.
A fruit knife easily dispatched an apple, its flesh tossed into the juicer. Soon, cup after cup of juice was placed on the table. At so point, a humanoid assistant robot had appeared by Jiang Qiuqiu’s side, helping her add ice cubes to the glasses.
Soon, a rainbow of juices was arrayed before her.
At the sa ti, the sealed food container beeped.
She raised an eyebrow and had the robot bring the container over before opening the lid.
...
Later, her viewers would co to agree on the two most devastatingly epic monts of any Jiang Qiuqiu stream: the sizzle of oil hitting a hot wok, and the mont she lifted the lid off a braising pot.
Was there any aroma more capable of delivering a direct hit to the soul?
Amidst the rich, spicy aroma, the robot arranged rows of bowls with perfect neatness.
Jiang Qiuqiu picked up a long-handled spoon and began to serve.
The most delightful thing about serving from a large braising pot was—
#???#
#Why does it feel like every bowl has sothing different in it?#
#Ah! That one has more at! I want that one!#
#Ah! That one has more veggies! I want that one!#
In the bullet chat, viewers went wild watching Jiang Qiuqiu serve, frantically laying claim to their own "exclusive dish." Off-cara, Jiang Qiuqiu smiled.
’They’re supposed to be different.’
’When everyone has sothing a little different, it’s great for sparking conversation.’
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