63. Spicy diced chicken

After Aunt Cheng came here for two or three days, she couldn't help but say to Tang Wu: "I usually go back from work to stir-fry vegetables, and I have to toss until seven o'clock before I can eat. ā€

Lin Huimin has heard a lot of things about her daughter in the past few days, and knows that although she is said to be a well-off family, her daughter is ready to go to primary school, and the cost is also large.

After Lin Huimin discussed with Tang Wu, he said truthfully: "That's it, Sister Cheng, I will charge fifteen yuan for one dish of you, and I will pay five to ten yuan for vegetarian food, is this okay?"

Aunt Cheng calculated, and in this way, she made more than 30 yuan, and quickly said, "Yes, I can trouble you!"

Tang Wu asked, "Can you eat spicy food?"

Aunt Cheng said: "You can eat it, if you don't have it, you can just let it go! I'll buy whatever you fry!"

If she hadn't bought the vegetables herself and fried them herself, now is the time to use the money again, she really wants to pay for this little girl to fry, it tastes so good!

Tang Wu smiled and said, "Then Aunt Cheng, you sit down first, just wait a while, I'll fry you a spicy chicken." ā€

The chicken meat is delicate, delicious, suitable for a variety of cooking methods, and is nutritious and has the effect of nourishing and nourishing the body. Chicken is not only suitable for stir-frying and stewing soups, but also suitable for cold food and cold salad.

In short, chicken is very versatile, and it is also a meat that is not easy to make mistakes, plus Tang Weipeng now needs some food to replenish his body, and the dishes made by Tang Wu these days are basically inseparable from chicken and fish.

The difference is that the dishes cooked by her family are all required by the "recipe", and the ingredients are basically sent to the pot in her kitchen. But the dishes she fried for Aunt Cheng were bought by herself in the catalog of "Recipes", and they were the most ordinary ingredients, because the most ordinary ingredients in the "Recipes" were much fresher than those in the vegetable markets outside.

The chicken she bought from the recipe was a whole piece, and she cut the chicken into small pieces, added a little peanut oil, and sprinkled salt in it, because she had to fry the chicken later.

This salt must be sprinkled before frying the chicken, otherwise when it comes to frying the chicken, add salt, and the salt will not enter the chicken. At that time, the surface of the chicken has been fried dry, the meat is tight, and the salt can only adhere to the surface of the chicken, and there will be a burst of raw salt in the mouth, only salty but not fragrant, and the taste will be much worse.

Then she added cooking wine and mixed well, and then put oil in the pot, and the oil smoked up before she slid the chicken off the plate and fried it.

The oil must be burned very hot, otherwise the chicken will be fried for a long time, and then there will be a mass of dry and firewood dead meat with no taste at all, so she turns the heat up to the maximum, so that when the outside is fried crispy, the inside is still relatively tender.

After frying for a while, the chicken skin is fried dry and fried in a black pan to a beautiful golden brown.

She scooped up the fried chicken, cut the dried chili peppers and green onions, and sliced the ginger and garlic.

Add oil to the pot again, and stir-fry the ginger and garlic as soon as the oil smokes.

The ingredients in the pot are all stir-foiled, and she adds dried peppers and peppercorns.

After a quick stir-fry, the spicy smell rose and began to choke a little.

The soup quickly poured in the fried chicken pieces, gently turning the pot while flipping the spatula.

The chicken pieces are evenly distributed in the chili peppers under her stir-frying, and finally she sprinkles in green onions, monosodium glutamate, sugar, and cooked sesame seeds, and then stir-fry them well and put them in the insulated lunch box brought by Aunt Cheng.

Aunt Cheng took the lunch box home as usual, her husband didn't come out until late, and his daughter went out at nine o'clock when he went to bed.

But lately, he would go to the hospital before dinner and get the "medicine" first.

This time when I brought it back, the strong man was going to open it and eat a piece as usual.

Aunt Cheng said: "People give us such an expensive price to buy, can't we always steal it?"

The strong man glared: "What's so good? Aren't we also paying for it? And if you don't eat it, the next time people ask you how it tastes, can you break it up for five, six, or seven? Hurry up and eat a piece, and tomorrow I can explain to the Tang family!"

As soon as the strong man opened the lid, he shouted: "Good!"

The chili peppers inside cover the chicken, instead of a few chili peppers and peppercorns appearing here and there in the chicken pieces, this is the original spicy chicken!

The whole dish is ruddy in color, smells refreshing, and has no oily feeling at all.

The strong man eats a piece into his mouth - the outside is charred and the inside is tender, spicy and fragrant, the chicken skin is crispy and crispy, and the bite of the chicken is very layered, just a piece makes people more addicted than the mouth!

Aunt Cheng was particularly worried: "Your cousin really gave this dish to your cousin to eat?

The strong man said: "To put it mildly, he is now a dead horse as a live horse doctor." I heard that his son even had necrotic subcutaneous tissues, third-degree burns, and now he is still panting, and the ancestral grave is smoking. If you can cure the lack of good skin on your body, it is estimated that the rest of your life will be like that, my cousin, I guess I am also desperate, otherwise I wouldn't believe in such an unreliable method. He paused, "Even if he is really cured, I guess his son will be in more pain." ā€

dragged a pair of crippled bodies, and couldn't die, and suffered physically and mentally every day. What could be more uncomfortable?

Aunt Cheng just sighed softly: "Pity the hearts of parents all over the world." ā€

Tang Qian is worried about opening a store for a while - she still hasn't solved the problem of how to explain the source of the ingredients to her mother.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but she doesn't know how to say it, her mother has been stimulated too much these days, and I'm afraid that when she hears it, she will think her daughter is crazy.

So it kept dragging.

Lin Huimin was also worried about opening a store, she said to her daughter: "Do you say that the students will open the store as soon as they return to school, or will they wait until your freshman military training is completed?"

Although students can attract some people as soon as they return to school, the freshmen may not have time to eat outside the school due to their tight time for military training. And her daughter is also a freshman, Yaya went to school again, and if there are many customers in the store, she can't take care of it.

Lin Huimin was so worried that her brows furrowed, and Tang Weipeng also frowned like her, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe the center of her eyebrows with his thumb and fingertips.

Tang Qian said: "Dad told you not to worry." ā€

Lin Huimin laughed: "I think your dad has been getting a lot better recently." ā€

Tang Qian nodded and picked up the topic: "Let's talk about it after my military training, don't be in a hurry, otherwise you won't be busy, and it won't be good if you have a bad reputation." ā€

Lin Huimin also felt that her daughter was right: "How many people should we invite when you say that?"

It is imperative to invite someone, she has to stir-fry the food, and the food can be served, but what about the money? What about the hygiene of the guests?

Tang Qian had a plan, even if she went to school, she had to cook every day, no way, she was counting on this soft girl coin to earn "recipe" rewards.

Her head is also numb now: "Mom, you let me think about it again, let's not worry." ā€

Lin Huimin said: "Okay, I can't think of anything for the time being anyway." ā€

Just at this time, Lin Huimin's mobile phone rang, she glanced at the number and picked it up: "Hey?"

Lin Huimin fed a few times but no one answered, so he hung up the phone: "It's really strange, why is this phone suddenly silent? Coriander Qian, you said that this phone won't be broken, right? Didn't you say that it would be replaced in seven days, why don't you change it in a new one?"

"Wouldn't it? This phone has only been bought for a few days...... I'll try. Tang Qian took the phone, dialed his own phone, and answered the conversation, and there was a little echo on the phone, which was because the person on the phone was close. But apparently the phone is fine.

Lin Huimin looked at his phone suspiciously, and said, "There is no sound on these calls I received today. ā€

Tang Qian said: "Who did you give the phone to?" This is a Nokiki that can be used as a weapon, how can it be broken so easily?

Lin Huimin counted the numbers - Tang Yu, her sister Lin Huijiao, Principal Yuan, the eldest sister who ran to Mr. Lin's house to ask for a phone before leaving, and some old customers......

Lin Huimin said: "It is estimated that there are about a dozen people. ā€

Tang Qian said, "Then you try to dial it back?"

Lin Huimin had already tried: "No one listened, I think I went to the phone booth to insert an IC card or toss a coin." ā€

There is some truth to that.

Tang Qian said: "Don't hang up next time you call, let me listen." ā€

It's a pity that after Lin Huimin mentioned it, the call didn't come again.

Two days before the start of school, Tang Qian took Yaya to Yuanning Road to purchase stationery - there is a large stationery wholesale market there, which is generally wholesale, and the price is only a little lower than the market price.

Tang Qian knew that there was a building specializing in the wholesale of imported stationery, of course, there were many copycats, but Tang Qian knew in his last life that a customer had a store here, and that customer was a shopping mall counter supplier, and people who usually knew would also go to the wholesale market to buy.

Those who can enter Yikeshi YĆ n Primary School are either rich or expensive, Tang Qian doesn't want Yaya to be unable to raise her head in front of her classmates, and she wants to cultivate Yaya's temperament in all aspects, so she plans to start from now.

Otherwise, Yaya is too easy to dig out people's hearts and lungs, and don't be deceived by those hairy boys with a little benefit.

For the sake of Yaya, she also broke her heart.

Zhuang Shize delivered the school uniform to Yaya's house two days before Yaya's school started.

He said: "Anyway, I also went back to school with my uncle to deal with some things, so I brought it to Yaya by the way." ā€

The school uniform of Yi Ke Shi YĆ n Primary School is particularly good-looking - a white shirt with a pocket on the left, and the pocket is embroidered with dark blue thread with the words "Yi Ke Shi YĆ n Elementary School" in italics. There are also class and student names underneath, and the skirt is a knee-length pleated skirt.

Zhuang Shize took a light-striped thin coat and said: "This is an autumn coat, and when it comes to winter, there will be a winter coat and a windproof thin down." ā€

Yaya tried it on, and the whole person was in good spirits - the clothes were also equipped with knee socks and a pair of black leather British style shoes, which made her look very good.

The material of this dress is also very good, Tang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and the matter of Yaya has finally settled.

She said to Zhuang Shize from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you!"

Zhuang Shize looked at Tang Qian's bright eyes, and his face turned red uncontrollably.

On the eighth day of school, Tang Qian also reported to the school.

The school requires all freshmen to live on campus, and Tang Qian also wants to experience school life, so he is also special.

She followed a counselor with short ear-length hair to the third floor, twenty-five or six-year-olds.

The counselor said: "You live in 305, your roommates are here, go in, they all know each other, and go to Building F of the teaching building in the afternoon to lead the training uniform." ā€

Tang Qian thanked the counselor and pushed the door in.

As soon as the door opened, she saw a tall, thin girl reach out and pat off a piece of sushi that was almost up to the lips of the fat girl next to her.