The fumigation pot used for bacon is actually a large bottomless pot. There is a steel mesh near the bottom of the pot. The cooked pork belly can be placed on it. Wait until the pine smoke in the stove rises, then cover the pot and start fumigation.

Seeing the pine smoke coming out of the air from the lid of the pot, Zhou Dong grabbed the pine smoke and sent it under his nose and sniffed it, nodding with satisfaction: "It's still a high-quality oil powder, Master Su, it's worthy of being an old brand."

In order to save costs, ordinary shops mostly use cypress sawdust.

Although it can also be bacon, the taste will be much worse; occasionally, if you use pine sawdust without hesitation, it will not be extremely high-quality oil powder.

This kind of 'oil powder' is a pine sawdust mixed with part of pine resin, and the price is twice as high as that of ordinary pine sawdust.

Moreover, there are many things to do when drying sawdust, which requires more labor and generally do not consider it at all when it comes to store stores.

"Haha, the King of Zhou praised it.

Although we are just a pair of people, we also know that "although taste is expensive, we must not reduce material resources; even if the fabrication is irritating, we must not save labor."

Cutting corners not only makes me sorry for diners, but also for ancestors!”

Su Tingyu smiled and said, "It takes a lot of effort to prepare this 'oil powder', not only does it take to be done by an experienced master, but it is probably impossible to find it in Xiangjiang.

When Zhou Mianwang returns, I will give you a set of cookware for pairs and more than a dozen kilograms of 'oil powder' and just deliver it to you."

Zhou Dong was slightly stunned when he heard this: “Is it appropriate?

The 'oil powder' used in bacon can be considered part of the Su family's secret recipe. Master Su gave it to me. This favor is quite good. I am really afraid that I won't have the chance to repay you."

"Haha, I'm not right. I'm the King of Zhou and I'm the same as before. If you can respect me, Su Tingyu, and don't say anything else to repay me."

"That's it, then thank Master Su..."

Zhou Dong frowned secretly. He actually didn't like this feeling very much.

But just as Huailiangren said, "When people are in the world, they cannot help themselves."

You are now the King of Zhou and the God of Baccarat Zhou. You may still be the winner of the final silver medal in the Hong Kong Food Competition in the future. Your position in diligence is getting higher and higher.

If others respect you, you will have to bear it if you don’t want to bear it. If you are humble and over-prepared, you will have to say that you are proud.

In Zhou Dong's opinion, the silver medal is just a "hard-mouthed person" in Huailiang, but there is some truth to other words. He should gradually get used to the various changes brought about by his identity change.

"I don't thank you, but Su still wants to remind King Zhou Noodle: In fact, pork belly should be cooked until it is 70% mature before putting it in the smoked pot.

Zhou Noodle King had just cooked it for about fifteen minutes, and it should be only five years old.

If it is completely relied on late fumigation, it may not be easy to control?"

Su Tingyu looked at Zhou Dong with a flashing eyes. He wanted to determine whether Zhou Dong had really seen through the Su family's secret recipe or was confused by randomness.

"Oh, is that?"

At this moment, the pine smoke in the yellow mud stove became thicker, and the fireworks and the pine aroma gradually overflowed.

Zhou Dong used one hand to explore the temperature in front of the furnace, and looked at Su Tingyu with a smile.

"Cooking until it is 70% mature is naturally the easiest way to cook.

But in this way, all kinds of spices have become deeply savored. Wouldn’t that waste the “oil powder” of this furnace in vain?

If I guess correctly, the Su family’s secret recipe is also related to this, right?”

"What are you doing, the old man?"

Su Jianwen, Su Jianwu looked at his father in confusion, not understanding why the old man was trying to deceive his idol!

Although they were not good at it, they heard from my father that the key to the Su family’s secret recipe is to ‘boil meat for five minutes’.

Although it was not very understandable, I asked my father why he didn't cook it directly before the pot, but he was scolded by his father so much that he was so bloody.

The old man is very abnormal today. He just said he would give tools and "oil powder" to his idol, but now he is talking lies in front of his idol.

The two upright children couldn't stand it anymore and were ready to stand up.

"Idol, actually..."

"shut up!"

Su Tingyu severely interrupted Su Jianwen and Su Jianwu who were about to speak, and said angrily: "The King of Zhou is making a match with each other. What a good learning opportunity?

You two don’t even think carefully, but you dare to talk nonsense!”

Although the two brothers were a little confused, they were really afraid of their father, so they had to hold back and keep their faces blue.

Zhou Dong smiled slightly: "In fact, bacon must be used to remove the fishy smell with various spices, but the most taboo thing is that the flavor of various spices is covered with the pure bacon aroma. To avoid this result, the pork can only be cooked until it is 50% mature.

However, in this way, the fumigation technique is very important. It would not be possible to rely on the ordinary pine smoke to heat it!

Patriotism, have you seen the change in smoke?”

He said, pointing to the lid of the smoked pot.

Zhou Aiguo nodded quickly: "The smoke was still light gray just now, but now it is dark gray, and it has risen even higher!"

"Well, you have good observation skills.

The smoke becomes deeper and higher, which means that the smoke in the steamer is already full.

If we had cooked the meat until it was 70 minutes before, now we only need to wait for about twenty minutes, and the bacon will be done.

However, such bacon can only be eaten.

Just now, the meat was cooked until it was 50 years old. If it was completely smoked by smoke until it was 10 years old, it would take at least about thirty minutes.

By then, the meat will become a black lump, with a bitter and tidy taste. Not to mention humans or dogs will not like to eat it.

At this time, it depends on the chef's technique!

Patriotism, prepare mint water and high liquor,

I'll do it once, you have to see it clearly!”

As he said that, Zhou Dong's energy sinks into his dantian, his right leg is the axis, his left knee is slightly raised, and his left ankle is like a bearing is installed. He kicks out three times in a row, but they are all kicked on the pile of pine wood piled in front of the yellow mud stove.

"Wow, it's a good leg technique!

Second brother, could this be the legendary Seven-Rotation Slash?”

Su Jianwen widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"I said I'm not the second child, are you finished?"

Su Jianwu glared at him angrily: "It's really uneducated!

The Seven-Rotation Slash is the unique skill of the East China Sea Zun Changli, Changli Yixiao. People pay attention to using hands and feet together. This is not the idol... Oh, this is really the Seven-Rotation Slash.

Idol, I admire you so much, you are my Supoman!"

Zhou Dong's kick was the result of his "one month" hard work and thousands of times "serious practice" in the kitchen of fortune.

The pile of pine wood is thick and thin, with small wooden beams that can sustain the fire, and small wooden branches that are the most convenient for making fire. They are mixed together, but when he kicks it, three thin wooden branches flew out of the air and shot steadily into the furnace!

Su Tingyu walked closer and saw that he was stunned.

These three wooden branches are almost the same thickness, thinness, and are all top-quality products with slight rosin!

At this moment, all the three wooden branches were inserted into the pine sawdust that was pressed by the dark fire. I don’t know what kind of tricks were used. The three wooden branches were stuck on the stove door, and the heads were mixed together to support a piece of the pine sawdust.

With space, air suddenly poured in.

With these three wooden branches to help burn, three flames suddenly rose under the thick sawdust, mixed with the rolling pine smoke, and directly drilled through the steel mesh used to place the bacon!

It's time to say it soon!

Zhou Dong pushed his chin with his tongue, and the qi in the Dantian was turned (actually, his belly was holding his breath), his right leg was the axis, his left leg was stepped out, and he hit the smoke pot with a whirlpool.

Then he pulled his eyes with his left palm, swept away the dazzling pine smoke, and quickly lifted the lid of the pot with his right hand!

Suddenly, a stream of green smoke simmered, like a cloud of mushrooms bursting above the smoked pot!

The pine smoke that had been held in the pot for a long time dissipated, and more than a dozen pieces of pork belly trembling on the steel net were exposed. The pork belly that was cooked and then smoked was red and purple, and the purple was bright, and a trace of black gas was faintly seen in the brightness.

It can be seen that he opened the lid of the pot at this time, just in time!

"call!"

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, a large amount of oxygen poured in. The three flames that had just rushed through the steel net suddenly burst into three balls of fire. When it encountered the oil seeping out of pork belly, it immediately spread, as if a sea of ​​fire was lit in the fumigation pot!

Zhou Dong used his hands and feet, but his mouth didn't stop!

Zhou Aiguo, who had been instructed by the teacher in advance, was as flexible as a small butterfly wearing flowers. He quickly "floated" to Zhou Dong and handed it over with a bowl of water.

Zhou Dong quickly rinsed his mouth and felt very good.

The patriotic guy carefully added mint water to make his breath fresh, so he could go directly to the date and shouted: "Wine comes!"

Zhou Aiguo had already prepared a bottle of 60-degree "suffering donkey" with open lids was handed to Zhou Dong.

Zhou Dongjing sucked a big sip of wine, his cheeks bulged high, like a frying puffer fish, and suddenly spit out the wine.

I saw silver threads in the sky, filled with mist, and misty.

Just like the rain master's sad tears, and like the dragon girl's snot,

This sip of wine fell directly into the smoked pot!

"boom!"
To be continued...