Zhao Xi used chopsticks to separate the whole chicken along the belly.

The ginseng and red dates inside the chicken belly are revealed, and a strange fragrance wafts out.

"It's so fragrant!" Xie An smelled the smell, and the eyes that looked at Zhao Xi became a little different.

The one who can make this kind of food is definitely not an ordinary chef.

Yang Qiong was very clever and sandwiched a big chicken leg for Zhao Xi: "Trouble Uncle Zhao to make us ginseng chicken." ”

Xie An also followed suit and filled a bowl of soup: "Thank you, Master Zhao." ”

Su Zifang: ......

After glancing at the table, there was nothing else on the table for him to offer Yin (qíng), and Suo (xìng) said directly: "It's still Uncle Shi's heart for me!"

"Huh. Su Zifang received contempt from all sides.

"If the taste is light, you can eat it directly, and if you want to dip it into the ingredients, you can adjust one. Zhao Xi brought a plate of condiments and pushed it to the middle.

"Do you still need a dipping sauce for ginseng chicken?" Su Zifang said in surprise.

"Isn't it possible?" Zhao Xi frowned and looked at Su Zifang strangely.

"Uh...... That's not what I mean, I'm just saying, isn't this (shēn) very flavorful?"

"Actually, the taste of ginseng chicken is still a little lighter, so many people will serve it with dipping sauce, a bit like white chopped chicken in Guangdong Province. ”

"Uncle Zhao, how do you make the dipping sauce better?"

Yang Qiong looked at the bottles and cans placed in front of her, and didn't know how to start.

"Sand ginger, kumquat, millet pepper, light soy sauce. This is a popular dipping sauce for white chopped chicken in Guangdong Province and Qiong Province. ”

"The dry dish with salt and pepper powder is the salt and pepper dish in the northwest. ”

"Lao Gan Ma, chili sauce, light soy sauce, vinegar, minced garlic, crushed peanuts, Sichuan pepper powder, shallots, and coriander are saliva chicken dipping sauces. ”

Zhao Xi said as he adjusted a white chopped chicken dipping sauce in front of him.

"Although ginseng chicken is a Northeast cuisine, I prefer this kind of Cantonese food plate, so you can mix it according to your own taste. ”

Yang Qiong nodded, silently learned from Zhao Xi's two copies, and handed one to Wang Su: "Uncle Zhao's dipping sauce must be fine, I'll help you adjust it." ”

"Ah, okay, thank you!" Wang Su happily took it.

"I'll try a salt and pepper dish. Xie An wanted to try a novel way to eat, so after adjusting it, he handed the dipping sauce to Su Zifang.

"No, I'll try the original flavor so I can learn it later. ”

After adjusting the dipping sauce, several people started to move.

Su Zi put a piece of chicken breast (ròu), judging from his experience in eating chicken for so many years, the eight-fold mirror must be obtained......

Phew! Wrong set!

Judging from his experience of eating chicken for so many years, chicken breast (ròu) is the least flavorful piece (ròu) on chicken (shēn), unless it is braised in a heavy way, tea-flavored, salt-baked, etc.

And this pot of ginseng chicken was put out of the pot after he looked at the ingredients, how many seasonings Zhao Xi put in, and how he put it he remembered clearly.

In addition to ginseng and red dates, there are no mushrooms in the pot, and if it is a normal (qíng) condition, chicken breast (ròu) must not have any taste, or chicken breast (ròu) reflects the most tasteless piece (ròu) of chicken (ròu) 本 (shēn).

Only the taste of this piece (ròu) proves that a chicken is well cooked.

This is also the reason why he does not deserve dipping sauce, because once he eats the dipping sauce, it is difficult to taste the taste of chicken breast (ròu).

However, with the entrance of chicken breast (ròu), Su Zifang instantly felt that his lips and teeth were filled with the bitter taste of ginseng and the unique ginseng flavor, but there was still a little jujube fragrance in the bitterness that slowly dispersed, and then the ginseng flavor returned to sweetness, and the jujube flavor exploded, leading to the deliciousness of the chicken fat that was hidden deeply, and the chicken breast (ròu) in his mouth instantly became oily.

Zhao Xi, who was eating chicken legs next to him, knew what he was thinking when he glanced at Su Zifang's watch (qíng), and instantly changed to a profound watch (qíng).

"How's that, do you still think this dish is simple?"

Su Zifang nodded and shook his head, took another bite, and it still tasted the same, not (jìn) looked at the chicken (ròu) in front of him and fell into deep thought.

He was pretty sure he hadn't missed the steps, but he had also eaten the duck (ròu) in the duck blood vermicelli soup before, and it didn't taste like that at all, it was a very dry dried dried rice (ròu).

Su Zi was pondering, but the others were eating happily, and Yang Qiong still had time to give Wang Su a large piece of chicken (ròu).

"Susu, eat more, Uncle Zhao's craftsmanship is one of the best in the canteen of Jingling University. If you don't know what to eat at noon in the future, you will come to Uncle Zhao for dinner!"

"Ah...... This, not very good!" Wang Su looked at Su Zifang stiffly.

The latter was still obsessed with thinking about why ginseng chicken had the skill of permeating the flavor and didn't notice Wang Su's question here, but Zhao Xi looked at Yang Qiong with a smile: "Are you new employees?"

"That's right, she is in charge of lo-mei at Jingling University, her name is Wang Su, Uncle Zhao, you have to cover it a little!" Yang Qiong joked.

"It's not big, it's not small! It's still covered, who doesn't know that you Boss Su is now a fragrant dumpling in the canteen. Zhao Xi teased and turned his head to look at Wang Su: "You don't need to see outside, my daughter is a chef in Shibu, if you don't know what to eat at noon, come to me, make something delicious for you, and then record it on your Boss Su's account." ”

"Wow...... Can you bring me one?" Yang Qiong immediately asked when she heard this benefit.

"Go and go, what kind of mess are you making, is the food I made better than Master Xue's?"

Grandpa Xue doesn't cook, all of them are made by Boss Su, Sister Xiaoman, Sister Zidan, and Mu Fei in turn. Especially Boss Su, I like to experiment with new dishes the most!"

Hearing the food tasting, Zhao Xi's face changed slightly.

Obviously, he remembered the scene of the tragic car accident where Zhao Xiaoman told him that Su Zifang was trying vegetables.

"You've worked hard!" Zhao Xi comforted.

Next to him, Su Zifang suddenly took out a piece of chicken skin and stared at it.

"Looks like you've figured it out. Zhao Xi smiled.

"Hmm. Su Zifang nodded, and looked at Zhao Xi with the same smile: "Uncle Shi is really powerful!"

"Boss Su, what kind of dumb riddle are they playing?" Xie An looked at Su Zifang and Zhao Xi's questioning and answering, and stabbed Yang Qiong's arm.

"It is estimated that Uncle Zhao taught Boss Su how to make this dish, but Boss Su has only figured it out now. ”

"Isn't this just boiled chicken with ginseng and red dates added to it? What else is there to teach?" Xie An said hilariously, scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it in a big gulp, enjoying it with a smile on his face.

"So you're a diner, and Boss Su is the number one chef. Yang Qiong no longer paid attention to Xie An, and looked at Su Zifang to listen to what was the difficulty of this dish.

After all, she is responsible for the promotion of the in-store cuisine, and whether she can do it is one thing, and whether she knows how to do it is another!

"Pine needles!" Su Zifang spat out two words.

"I just looked at the chicken breast (ròu), there was no trace, and I thought that this ginseng chicken was originally like this, but the taste is too strange, and it doesn't look like it can be formed by direct stewing. ”

So I took a closer look at the chicken skin and found that there were many tiny needle holes on it in addition to the pores of 本 (shēn). ”

"After I came, I saw all of your actions (cāo), so it can't be dealt with later. ”

"Then there is only one explanation, the steps of the pine needles that you have already completed in advance when handling the chicken (ròu)!"

Su Zi's voice landed on the ground, and he was categorical!