Cao Guixiang did it casually, and there was nothing wrong with heating the chicken nuggets in hot oil to fry the chicken nuggets, but she gave the chicken nuggets a cross knife flower before putting them in the pot.

It can be said that it is quite freewheeling.

"What are you doing with the knife?" asked Zhang Chu, a master of cooking theory.

"When the time comes, the thickening will be more flavorful, otherwise Yunyun will vomit after licking the outside sauce after two bites. Cao Guixiang, a master of cooking practice, answered questions.

After the chicken pieces are fried, remove and drain, leave a small amount of oil in the pot, cut the material, add the chicken pieces, mix and fry evenly, remove from the pot, thicken, and pour sesame oil.

It seems simple, but the requirements for the mastery of materials and heat are very high, and the fake and shoddy version of Zuo Zongtang chicken after the pot looks no different from the genuine one. The size of the chicken nuggets is uniform, because when the knife flowers are fried, there are more or less different deformations, after thickening, they are as clear as amber, and the red is translucent, and the sweet and sour fragrance comes to the face, making the mouth feel refreshed.

"Hey, this looks delicious, I'll try a piece first!" Zhang Chu, a master of cooking theory, instantly turned into a master of tasting theory, picked a small bite and took a bite, the sauce was sweet and sour, the skin was crispy, and the inside was juicy.

"Oops, it's a little hot. Very good, very good, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and sour. Zhang Chu pretended to comment, poked his head out and called Zhang Zhiyun, "Yunyun, come and eat the Zuo Zongtang chicken you made." ”

"Wait a minute, I'm not afraid of burning Yunyun's mouth just out of the pot, you think everyone is as thick-skinned as you. You go and see if the meal is ready......" Cao Guixiang turned his head and saw the rice cooker with no inner tank and empty.

"It's bad, it's all your old man, come in and make a mess for me, I forgot the rice!" Cao Guixiang's face changed suddenly, and she rushed to the living room with a brisk walk.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhiyun was lying on the carpet playing with the rice that had been soaked in the liner for nearly half an hour, and he was very happy.

"Ah, Mi Tao is ready!" Zhang Zhiyun didn't have the consciousness to work and fish, and got up to ask for credit.

Cao Guixiang squeezed out a smile: "Yunyun is awesome, come, give me the inner tank." ”

Holding the inner tank, Cao Guixiang instantly changed her face when she turned around, returned to the kitchen, and put the inner tank on the kitchen counter, with a "clang" sound.

Zhang Chu also chuckled in his heart.

"Ahem, Guixiang, the child is playful, don't blame him!" Zhang Chu looked flattering.

"This rice has been soaked for half an hour, Chiyuan and his daughter-in-law have ten minutes to go home from work, the chestnut roast chicken will be out of the pot immediately, and the remaining three vegetarian dishes can be fried in ten minutes. Now that the food is ready, the meal has not yet appeared, what do you say? Cao Guixiang had a gloomy face.

"This, haha, that, haha, this is not me, I'm so excited to win Old Man Zhao again! A little surprise, you see that there are a lot of dishes today, and there is no food...... Haha......" Zhang Chu laughed weakly.

Cao Guixiang gave him a blank look, poured out the beige water in the inner tank, and refilled it. I lifted the lid of the casserole on the stove, tasted a piece of chestnut to make sure it tasted, took out another casserole from the cabinet, and poured all the rice and water from the inner pot into it.

"Put the chestnut roast chicken on the table, drink porridge at noon today, and boil the porridge on high heat for ten minutes. ”

Zhang Chu asked uncomfortably while serving the casserole: "Ten minutes of rolling porridge porridge won't be uncooked, right?"

Cao Guixiang glanced at him, and Zhang Chu immediately shut up and worked obediently.

The white porridge was cooked on the stove over a high heat, and Cao Guixiang turned on the other stove and began to fry the vegetables.

The action was very quick, and with the last dish of fried carrots out of the pot and on the plate, Zhang Zhiyun's parents also went home from work.

"Yo, what did mom burn today, it's so fragrant!" Zhang Chiyuan sniffed exaggeratedly, "Chestnut roast chicken." ”

"Wrong, it's Zuo Zongtang chicken!" Zhang Zhiyun retorted loudly to his father.

"Zuo Zongtang chicken?" Zhang Chiyuan walked to the living room and picked up Zhang Zhiyun, pinching his ears, "Yunyun, it's you who are arguing for you to burn it." ”

"Slightly!" Zhang Zhiyun grimaced at Zhang Chiyuan.

Zhang Zhiyun's mother put down her bag, rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen: "Mom, I'll help you." ”

"No, it's all right, you must be tired from a morning shift. The porridge is on the stove, and you go to take the porridge. Cao Guixiang came out with the dishes, "Chiyuan, don't tease Yunyun, come over and eat." ”

Zhang Chiyuan put down Zhang Zhiyun and sat at the table beautifully, waiting for his daughter-in-law to serve him food. Seeing that it was actually porridge served, he was surprised: "Eh, drink porridge today!"

"It's just a virtue with your father, there are many things to do if you don't eat or do, you don't even know how to take a pair of chopsticks, you will sit and wait for the meal to eat, and when I get old and can't burn, you will wait to starve to death, your father is too, you are really father and son!" Cao Guixiang reprimanded, turned around and went in to get chopsticks.

Zhang Chiyuan silently untied the lid of the casserole and looked at Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu gave him a helpless look.

Zhang Zhiyun stared at Zuo Zongtang's chicken on the table.

With a "click", the top wall skin suddenly cracked, a large piece of wall skin fell down, and half of it hung on the top and half couldn't fall off, making people want to climb on a chair and tear it off.

All eyes were on the unusually strong piece of wallskin.

"It's been three or four days, hasn't it?" Zhang Zhu sighed.

"Yes, it's finally gone. Hey, it's still too tide in the south, our house has a low floor, and the wall falls every day. Zhang Chi said from afar.

Cao Guixiang came out with a pair of chopsticks, and was instantly attracted by the hanging wall skin, each with a pair of chopsticks, and said to Zhang Chiyuan: "Chiyuan, change Ming'er, you contact the decoration master, and re-brush the top of our house, crackling down all day long, and you can't sweep it." ”

"I just told my dad about it. Zhang Chiyuan aimed at the chestnut roast chicken and put chopsticks.

Zhang Zhiyun sandwiched a large piece of Zuo Zongtang chicken, his mouth was full, and the sauce was rubbed on the side of his mouth.

Zhang Chiyuan, who finished eating the roast chicken, sighed: "Mom, you should really continue to be a cook, your skills are better than those in the big hotels outside." ”

"The restaurant where your mother stayed back then was not much better than these hotels outside, it was your father and I who had the ability to catch up with your mother, so that your mother was so desperate that she didn't even work as a cook. Zhang Chu proudly puffed up his beer belly.

"Phew, just blow it. Cao Guixiang also sat down to eat.

Zhang Zhiyun reluctantly swallowed the meat in his mouth and asked, "Ah, why don't you work in the restaurant?"

"You're not here to take care of you. Zhang Chiyuan threw the pot and framed his own son.

"Dad, you lied, you must have been disobedient when you were a child, I have to take care of you!" Zhang Zhiyun exposed his father's lies on the spot.

"I've heard others say that Zuo Zongtang's chicken is sweet and sour, why isn't this spicy?" asked Zhang Zhiyun's mother.

"Because this is not Zuo Zongtang chicken at all. Zhang Chu was pleasing for a while.

Zhang Zhiyun immediately stopped doing it, and made a fuss: "Ah, ah, you lie to me again, you bad guy, you know how to deceive children every day!"

"Then do you still want to eat?" Cao Guixiang made a face.

"Eat. ”

Zhang Zhiyun then ate the chicken nuggets in the bowl.

After a while, he couldn't sit idle again and began to ask questions.

"Ah, you haven't told me yet, why didn't you work in the restaurant?"

Cao Guixiang took a sip of porridge and thought for a while.

"Because of love. ”