After this re-explosion, the surface of the lake changed slightly.

But this is not enough. You have to fry it several more times until the noodles are golden brown and the meat that is not fried to the noodles is maroon.

Continue to explode again.

There is not much time for re-frying each time. You have to take it out in about ten seconds, then raise the oil temperature to over 70% hot again, and continue frying.

When the meat slices are fried and fished out into the basin, the crackling sound produced by the collision of the meat slices indicates that the meat slices are fried very well and are ready for sauce seasoning.

The so-called lying sauce refers to boiling the sauce first and then adding the ingredients.

The corresponding thing is cooking sauce, which is added when the vegetables are almost cooked.

Put the frying pan aside and put a larger frying pan on the stove.

If you are cooking other dishes, you can just pour out the oil in the pot and leave the bottom oil for frying the stuffing head. However, pot-wrapped pork is not suitable. This dish requires a different pot.

This is to prevent starch residue from settling in the oil pan, which will cause black stars on the potted pork and affect the appearance of the dishes.

So the best way is to change the pot and refill the oil to completely eliminate the possibility of black stars.

Add another spoonful of soybean oil to the pot, and when the oil is hot, scatter the chopped green onion, ginger and coriander stalks on the fried meat slices.

Heat the oil, add garlic slices and sauté until fragrant.

Then pour in the prepared sweet and sour sauce and bring to a boil over high heat.

As soon as it is poured into the pot, the sour aroma rises directly.

Stir the sauce in the pot with a spoon and simmer over high heat until small bubbles appear in the pot, indicating that all the sugar has melted and the vinegar has become fragrant.

Pour in the fried meat slices and use a small turning spoon to quickly turn it so that the sauce hangs evenly on the meat slices.

The bit of dark soy sauce added to the sauce gives the sauce a touch of golden color, and it hangs on the meat slices, making the meat slices look golden and bright.

Stir well and take out of the pot.

You can't stay here for a while, otherwise the sourness will evaporate and the essence of this dish will be gone.

He quickly left the stove with the wok in hand, and there were already several plates placed beside him.

Lin Xu used a spoon to scoop out the sour-smelling meat slices from the pot and put them on the plate. After finishing the plate, he rushed to serve.

The essence of Guobao Pork is that after it is served, the sourness of the white vinegar will reach the diners sitting around the table, making people feel the rich sourness of this dish before they even eat it.

When you wait to eat it, the sourness will be lighter, but the crispiness and sweetness of the meat slices are impressive.

After the meat slices are finished, the salty taste becomes apparent. The greasy and sour taste in the mouth will be washed away by the salty taste, making people want to have another slice.

"Hey, I really made a lot of this pot. There is still enough left for every table and plate in the private room upstairs. Let's try the boss's craftsmanship in the kitchen later..."

As Wei Qian was talking, he heard a chirping sound coming from the door:

"Wow, this pot of pork is so delicious!"

"It's so crispy and delicious!"

"I used to think that Guobao Pork is the same as Sweet and Sour Pork, but it wasn't until today that I realized that there is a huge difference between the two dishes."

"Yes, the ridge in the sweet and sour sauce is crispy, while the pork in the pot bun is crispy. There is indeed a difference."

"Come on, let me pinch another piece. I have no resistance to this crunchy dish."

"I'll have another slice, too. It's so delicious. Next time Boss Lin records a show, he must make this dish. If he doesn't, I'll cry to him!"

"Sister Xiaoqi, how many dishes have you saved for the next show?"

"No matter what, I'll make pot-roasted pork next time!"

"..."

While everyone was talking, Lin Xu walked out of the kitchen while wiping his hands.

Che said that the first portion of Guobaorou was robbed at the door.

He wanted to see who the bandits were who robbed the vegetables, but when he went out, he found that almost all the young girls upstairs were there, including Dou Wenjing and Shu Yun.

Tsk, what is this?

Are all the heroes of Liangshan here?

"You guys keep one plate and send the others upstairs quickly. It won't taste good in a few minutes... Wei Qian, bring out the plate left in the kitchen as well. I'll make another one later."

Lin Xu was helpless when he encountered such a group of Liangshan thieves.

"Xubao, the Guobao Pork you made is so delicious. Come on, come on, I'll reward you with a piece."

Reward me with the food I cooked. Isn’t this typical of gathering wool to knit a sweater for the sheep?

However, when Shen Baobao brought the meat slices, Lin Xu still opened his mouth obediently.

"Kacha"

The sour aroma and crispiness in his mouth made his heart tremble unconsciously.

This kind of fried and crispy food is really irresistible. It’s no wonder that everyone likes to eat fried food. It’s really comfortable to eat.

Although it has been refried many times, the tenderloin inside is still fresh and tender.

This strong contrast in texture is also the reason why everyone exclaims how delicious it is, and because the tenderloin meat inside is relatively soft, the crispiness of the noodles on the outside is even stronger.

The contrast in texture and the sour and sweet taste.

Not to mention girls like it, even boys can’t resist at all.

It’s no wonder that Northeastern people regard Guobao Pork as nostalgia.

This dish really tastes unique.

In the private room upstairs, Shen Guofu did not wait for his son-in-law who was about to propose a toast. Instead, he waited for the golden and oily pot of pork with a strong sour aroma.

"Oh, this pot of pork is cooked so authentically."

Mrs. Shen couldn't help but think of her hometown in the Northeast when she smelled this smell.

"This tastes really good, Guofu, give me a small piece to try. I don't know if my teeth can bite it."

Han Shuzhen on the side quickly picked a large piece and put it into Mrs. Shen’s bowl:

"You eat it, Mom. If you can't bite anymore, I'll eat it."

After finishing it, I remembered that my mother was there, and quickly gave Mrs. Han a slice.

Old Mrs. Shen picked up the pot-roasted pork in the bowl and took a bite. The crispy and sweet-sour taste made her feel like she was preparing a New Year's dinner by the river.

I remember that when I was not married, my family could not eat Guobao Pork until the Chinese New Year.

This dish consumes sugar and oil, so I would be reluctant to eat it.

I remember that the Guobao Pork I ate at that time was so crispy and tasted so sour and sweet, just like the mood I felt when I first met the child’s father.

"This meat is so good, my grandson-in-law is really interested in it!"

Seeing the sad look on the old lady's face, Chen Meijuan quickly said:

"Let Xiaoxu cook for you a few more times tomorrow. As long as you like to eat, cooking is not a problem. I will only eat it for you, and Yueyue won't be able to taste it."

Mrs. Shen immediately became happy:

"That's no good. If I don't let my granddaughter eat it, then my grandson-in-law can't go on strike."

After the atmosphere calmed down, everyone raised their tachyons and started tasting them.

Shen Guofu stopped talking. He planned to wait for the guests to leave and let Lin Xu make another one. He wanted to enjoy a plate alone. This kind of sweet and sour food must be held in his arms and eaten with his hands.

It’s so enjoyable.

Han Shuzhen wanted to change the afternoon spa time.

Such delicious Guobao Pork, you have to enjoy it first.

Chen Meijuan wants to learn this dish so that if she wants to eat it in the future, she won’t have to bother her son.

As for other relatives, their minds are filled with one question:

"Why only one serving per table? It would be great if each person had one serving!"

At the door of the kitchen, the "bandits" had finished two whole plates of pot-roasted pork. At this moment, Jean was still looking in the direction of the kitchen with unsatisfied intentions, planning to rob another portion.

In the end, Lin Xu took out a small portion and handed it to Shu Yun:

"If you don't have enough, I'll make it later. Don't grab it. This is for Tiantian. She is a Northeastern girl working hard in the capital and must be homesick. Mr. Shu, please send it to her.

”

"Okay boss!"

Shu Yun feels that meeting such a good boss is a happy thing.

A few slices of pot-baked pork are not really a big deal, but the boss remembered that Tiantian, a Northeastern girl, hadn’t eaten yet, so he went downstairs to deliver them. This was so heart-warming.

She came downstairs with a plate, and Song Tiantian had just seen off a group of customers.

"Tiantian, the boss made Guobao Pork and asked me to bring it to you. Now, go and eat at the service counter."
To be continued...