Zhang Tong suddenly had a lot of insights in a moment today, and he suddenly felt that many words created by his ancestors were really reasonable.

For example, Ma Wang Ye has three eyes. What, Luban got an axe in front of the door. What, Guan Gong played a big knife in front of him.

How many years have it been, how many years has no one banned him. How many years ago was the last time someone put themselves under forbidden surveillance? It must have been six or seven years. It's been six or seven years, and I'm still in my twenties, ah, that's my lost youth.

Zhang Tong was a little sad for a while, and he was touched by the good times of the past. Of course, it's not because of how beautiful that time was, it's just because I was young at that time. Unlike now, when I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables the day before yesterday, there was a little girl who had just come out to practice the stall, looking seventeen or eighteen years old, and she actually called her uncle, uncle!

If it weren't for the cuteness of the little girl's smile, Zhang Tong would have almost gone away at that time.

Youth, I have spent unforgettable and meaningful years on Sifang Island. Refining Mai Lisu for people, letting people help them build houses, and oppressing others to do day jobs for themselves. Occasionally experimenting with new dishes, although sometimes it is called dark cuisine or something, it is also a time to hone on the road to cooking excellence!

Facing Zhang Tong, who reminisced about his youth, Xiuka and the other three were a little confused.

Lucius quickly stirred his eyes and typed out the Morse code: ._..._.__.

Shuka on the other side quickly received his Morse code, and his brain quickly translated into English: What's the matter, Shuka didn't you just pat him on the shoulder and slapped him stupidly, don't you use the Force to destroy his brain!

And Sheldon over there also sent Morse code, and I saw his eyes flickering like a searchlight for a signal: -.—...-.—....—....

The brains of Shuka and Lucius quickly translated the Morse code: Don't be stunned, Director Huang Gang over there has noticed our side, we must act quickly and don't attract attention. Fix the card quickly and find a way.

Old Hei Xiuka is also very innocent, he feels that he just took a picture of Zhang Tong with a Force seed, this thing is just to allow himself to follow him, and feel the environment around Zhang Tong through the Force seed, and when he is alone, there is no Huang Gang by his side, there is no Jiang Hua, and he can wait for someone to do it.

I really didn't break his brain, or else I would have taken back the Force Seed?

Shuka blinked his eyelids lightly and said:.

Translation: O.

Just as Xiuka was about to take back his Force Seed, Zhang Tong woke up from the memories of his youth.

"Oops, I'm old, and it's easy to doze off if I don't pay attention. Wait a minute, wait a minute, your food will come up right away. Zhang Tong covered his waist and left the table. Hey, this group of people has let themselves experience a beautiful youth, how should I concoct them? Kill them? It's not good, it's not good, it's not good, after all, it's the people who make themselves remember their youth.

No, no, no, no, this is not a water margin, and there are no heroes from Liangshanbo to eat human meat buns. And I've never used this material myself, so I've stewed big octopus and sea emperor stuff.

No, no, Mai Lisu was all wanted to leave by Li Lianlong, and the supply of Gao Xiaomin was not enough, how could there be any excess waste to unrelated people.

Eh, there you have it, torture to extract a confession. It's been a long time since I've played with Electric Man.

Although these guys are said to have helped to catch prisoners from South America, it feels like these people have bad intentions. Otherwise, the government would have given such a low reward, and they would have gone to great lengths to send people from South America to China. If this business is done by international mercenaries, it must be a loss-making business.

Well, most of these people came with other purposes, and they also set taboos on themselves, and they didn't feel good at first glance.

Therefore, using tiger chairs, chili water, electric chairs, leather whips, and big wooden donkeys to force supply should not be regarded as abusing international friends, which should be called eliminating potential security risks in the country.

Zhang Tong doesn't believe that this kind of inexplicable guy who implants some special signal seeds in his body is a good person. These people are either coming for themselves or Jiang Hua. Of course, there is also a possibility, that is, to come to the otherworldly door in his utility room.

But no matter which one it is, Zhang Tong can't wait.

When Lao Zhang covered his waist and walked towards the back kitchen, Lao Huang followed with a noodle bowl: "I said Lao Zhang, are you okay?" I just saw you dazed, is it too fierce to work overtime at night? Young man, you must know moderation. It's okay if you're tired, you can't make Jiang Hua tired. She's the main force in our game, and you can't be tired of your hobbies. ”

Zhang Tong looked at Lao Huang, and said with righteous words: "Comrade Huang Gang, please don't drive in public. This is detrimental to the positive image of our country's cadres. ”

Lao Huang Chop pulled two mouthfuls of noodles and nibbled on two pieces of garlic and two pieces of spicy meat, triumphant: "Do you have evidence?"

Zhang Tong: ...... "Old thief, I'm going to cook!"

Lao Zhang decided not to deal with Lao Huang, this shameless old thief is a bit shameless. I didn't see it, at first I thought it was a serious official, but I didn't expect the real situation to be an old driver who drove without a trace. It is estimated that I have never been on the bus in my life. Well, do you want to report it to his wife?

Zhang Tong was thinking about the picture of Lao Huang being tossed by Mrs. Huang, and began to cook.

Although it is said that he is a villain with ill intentions, he can't fall into the name of his Huaihai kitchen god! So he still has to cook by himself, at least for the time being, they are still international friends.

Of course, since I am an international friend, and I am also an international friend from the United States, I should cook some of my favorite Chinese dishes. After all, according to the taste of Americans, most of them are not used to eating serious Chinese food.

Therefore, Zhang Tong specially selected, and the Americans specially provided Chinese food to start making.

The first dish is American-style stir-fried mixed vegetables, the name is very ordinary, and the ingredients are even more ordinary. It's fried shredded chicken breast with bean sprouts and leeks (or carrots).

This is a Chinese dish that has endured in the United States, and its status is almost comparable to that of spring rolls.

After all, in British and American cuisine, there is no such skill as [stir-frying]. There are generally only three ways to make vegetables in Anglo American: roast, boil, or eat them raw. Among them, the representative is roasted spinach with cheese, stewed green beans in salted water, and raw broccoli.

Stir-fried bean sprouts, which are cooked and flavorful, but still maintain the crisp texture of vegetables, scared many Americans a few decades ago. Because in their habitual thinking, vegetables are either stewed and rotten like a ball of mud, or they are eaten raw to maintain the taste.

Stir-fried shredded pork with bean sprouts is a dish that has the fresh flavor of meat and the crispy texture of bean sprouts. This American stir-fried mixed dish has been a representative dish of American Chinese cuisine for many years.

Although it seems very simple, in fact, fried pork with bean sprouts is a very good dish among Cantonese chefs, and even some Cantonese restaurants recruit chefs, and this dish of fried shredded pork with bean sprouts (or bean sprouts and leeks) is a must-try.

The most difficult part of this dish is that the bean sprouts should be fried, but they should not come out of the water. Because once the bean sprouts come out of the water, the crisp taste will be lost, and the dish will become soggy, affecting the overall taste.

Lao Zhang has quite a lot of experience in making this kind of stir-frying, and the flames from the gas stove instantly heat the big black iron pot to 230 degrees, and the cold oil is instantly heated to 60% hot. Chicken breasts cut into regular shredded meat and coated with starch mixed with light soy sauce. Put it in the oil pan, zla~ The high temperature instantly cooks the surface of the chicken breast, and the wrapping mixed with light soy sauce and starch firmly helps the chicken breast lock in the moisture inside.

Stir-fry quickly, the shredded meat can not stick to the pan, and wait until the oil temperature rises again. The burner is open to its maximum. With a few large spoons, the bean sprouts and chicken were tossed into the air, and the hot oil in the pot came into contact with the sprayed flames, igniting a scorching tongue of fire in an instant. The tongue of fire kissed the bean sprouts chicken that was thrown in the air. A second of contact made the bean sprouts and chicken stained with a slight barbecue flavor.

This is the unique flavor of stir-frying, and some people call it "pot gas".

Sprinkle a spoonful of salt before removing from the pan, and that's all the seasoning for this main dish. Stir-fried pork with bean sprouts on a fierce fire, the meat sprouts are crispy, delicious and juicy, and if you add more and more complex seasonings, it will lose its original sweetness, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Okay, Xiao Hei, you serve it. Zhang Tong covered his waist after frying, and he didn't seem to have any idea of cooking a dish at all.

"Boss, just make a dish?" Xiao Hei looked at Lao Zhang.

"You stupid, Americans eat one by one. You divide this plate into three small plates and serve them one for each person, and there will be three dishes!" Lao Zhang's idea was seamless.

"Boss, foreign friend, don't do a few more?"

"Back pain. ”

"Oh. Xiao Hei didn't say anything anymore, he divided the large plate of fried pork with bean sprouts into three small plates according to Lao Zhang's words, and then served it directly to Xiuka and the others.

"By the way, don't say we don't have anything else in the store. You beat one of the toppings and serve them. Remember to divide the plate. It's luxurious enough for three people to eat a dozen dishes. Zhang Tong said and waved his hand: "Look at the store, what kind of old Huang is that, I have a back pain and go home and lie down first, you eat slowly." ”

Lao Huang watched Lao Zhang walk out of the store with his waist covered, he immediately chased after him, and then quietly took out a box of medicine from his pocket and gave it to Zhang Tong: "No, good thing." Take it back and use it. ”

"What?"

"Netcom tibia sticker, special for the middle-aged and elderly. ”

"Get out!"

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