Early the next morning, Yuan Zhou packed his luggage, with a small number of red spots on his face, and walked out of the gate, and the solid wood gate made a "bang" sound. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuan Zhou got up very early, the village was still quiet, those who got up earlier had gone out and were not at home, and those who didn't get up were still sleeping, so there was almost no one in the village.

Yuan Zhou carried a small bag and a small cloth bag containing a gold needle mill, and walked towards Mr. Ma with a brisk face.

This time should naturally be goodbye.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Zhou arrived outside Mr. Ma's house.

"Mr. Ma, I'll go first, you can solve the breakfast yourself today. Yuan Zhou stepped forward and said something as if it was very ordinary, not like saying goodbye.

"Get out, it's like the old clumsy doesn't have anything to eat without you. Mr. Ma walked out of the door dressed elegantly and said unceremoniously.

"Okay, goodbye. Yuan Zhou didn't seem to hear Mr. Ma's scolding, and said to himself.

In the past few days, Yuan Zhou's stunt that he has heard but heard has been practiced to the full level.

"Don't you just want an old recipe, so why not give it to you. Mr. Ma said suddenly.

"I'm sorry, I never meant that. "Yuan Zhou is a little inexplicable, he just wants to eat the real imperial food, and he doesn't want other people's secret skills, after all, he has no apprenticeship, and second, he has nothing to do with this ugly old man.

"A chef without a little pursuit. Mr. Ma said sharply.

"I don't think I need to tell you what I'm after. Yuan Zhou's tone was still polite, but his words had a sharp feeling, after all, it was really angry to be pointed at his nose and say that his dream was true.

"You think the old clumsy will care about your business? Take it, and you don't have to ask the old clumsy about the rest of the things. Mr. Ma glanced at Yuan Zhou with disdain, took out a yellow notebook from the pocket of his tunic and threw it over.

"Slap" Yuan Zhou subconsciously reached out to catch it.

"What is this. Yuan Zhou didn't open it, and asked directly.

"Get out of here. However, Mr. Ma didn't mean to explain, but suddenly started a fire and directly asked Yuan Zhou to get out.

"Thank you. Yuan Zhou thought about it, understood what was in his hand, frowned and thanked him, and then left.

"Knock knock" Yuan Zhou turned around and walked away, his footsteps on the gravel road and made a "squeak" sound.

And Mr. Ma sat on his chair, his old face expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but after a while, he turned back to his room with a "bang" and closed his door vigorously.

As for Yuan Zhou, he was busy on the road, and the notebook given by Mr. Ma was put directly into the small bag by Yuan Zhou, and he didn't watch it in a hurry, even if Yuan Zhou had already guessed that it was the practice of imperial chicken, maybe he had some experience.

But this is not what Yuan Zhou wants, it can be regarded as a surprise.

Here, Yuan Zhou was busy rushing back to the store to prepare for tomorrow's store opening, while Wuhai encountered a crisis.

"Bang, knock. There were all kinds of exaggerated sounds coming from Wuhai's house.

"I said Ulin, you're enough, and if you don't go back, you won't go back. Wuhai sat on the sofa and watched his sister smash things there, all of which were his beloved things.

"Hehe, if you don't come with me today, you can show me to see if I can tear you apart. Wuhai's sister Wu Lin said very fiercely.

Wu Lin has neat short hair and resolute eyebrows, a neutral and handsome appearance, wearing a red plaid short-sleeved shirt and denim hot pants, revealing her slender and strong thighs, and smashing the plaster statue of Wuhai mercilessly while talking.

"Why, if you have the ability, you should try. Wuhai is the shape of the big pants and vest slippers again, touching the mustache and saying very scoundrelly.

"What did I Ulin say and didn't do? You'd better think for yourself. Wu Lin stood in front of Wu Hai and looked at Wu Hai from top to bottom, forming a strong sense of oppression.

"It's my sister that you're not feminine at all. Wu Hai looked at Wu Lin for a while, and suddenly withered.

"yes, I'm not feminine. Urin smiled suddenly, her handsome face was full of three points of gloss and seven points of softness, and she looked a lot more beautiful, just like the queen's smile.

It's just that the action is very ferocious, Wu Lin directly lifted Wu Hai, fell on his back, and Wu Hai fell to the ground with a "bang".

Wu Hai's hand was still touching his mustache, his face was confused, and he suddenly spit out such a sentence, "I still have to go to the art exhibition, what should I do if I get injured." ”

"It's okay, I promise you'll be fine, I'm very measured. Urin held her long, white fingers, revealing the smooth muscles of her arm.

"I seriously suspect that you were held by mistake in the hospital. Wu Hai lay directly on the ground and said speechlessly.

"Now it's up to you to choose, whether I'm going to tear you into the plane and stuff you into the plane, or you're going to get up and go with me. Wu Lin ignored his brother Wu Hai's depression, and said his request lightly.

"I didn't get anything delicious, I was unwilling, so I waited for the last day and left tomorrow. Wuhai got up, sat on the ground, and said seriously.

"Do you think I'll believe you? You've said that to Jiawei a few times. Wu Lin didn't believe Wu Hai's words, not a word.

"No, the first time I told you. Wu Hai said seriously.

"You know I didn't have a lot of patience since I was a kid. Urin looked at her brother, who looked like a hooligan, and gave an ultimatum.

"You're my own sister, helping outsiders so quickly. Wu Hai wanted to say that he would not go to the exhibition, but in view of the neat back fall just now, Wu Hai still adopted a roundabout tactic.

"Do you dare to say Jiawei, Jiawei told me that he couldn't stand it anymore, otherwise you would have had so many good days?"

Wu Lin's murderous aura was thick, and Wu Hai instantly got up quickly and said, "Okay, I agree with the first plan." ”

As for Ze Wulin, he looked at Wuhai noncommittally, thought about his boyfriend Zheng Jiawei, endured the desire to kill this useless brother, and said coldly, "Then I'll leave immediately." ”

"Okay. Wu Hai touched his mustache with one hand, stuck it in his pocket with the other, and followed Wu Lin out of the gate with joy on his face.

And Yuan Zhou flipped up the diary in the car, and when he opened it, there was only the practice of 'Chicken', and there was nothing else, and the method was extremely simple, and only the third point was emphasized, which was obviously not Mr. Ma's notebook, and I don't know where I bought it newly, and then wrote it down.

A pheasant is needed, take out the internal organs and chicken bones to keep the chicken body intact, do not break the skin, do not leave bones, stuff into the gold needle mill for simmering.

"The main characteristics of court cooking are circumference, matching, inlay, and gourd, while there are no bones in the meat and no spines in the fish, which is the basic standard requirement of court cuisine. Yuan Zhou looked at this new notebook, and then he really understood the reason why Mr. Ma didn't do it.

Mr. Ma is old and frail, and I am afraid that he will not be able to take out the complete chicken bones carefully and effectively to keep the chicken skin intact.

Time is the fairest, it can make people learn superb skills, and time is also the most ruthless, so that people can't use their superb skills because of the passage of time. (To be continued.) )