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Immediately afterwards, Lan Fei'er poured a special marinade with spices into it, so that the marinade directly covered the ribs: "Kailang, this secret private steak is up to you now." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info you first boil over a big fire. Then simmer over low heat and lid. Trouble Kailang, be sure to keep watch. ”

Kai Lang glanced at the ribs in the pot, and then swore intently: "Okay, Sister Fei'er." ”

Suddenly, Huo Ran, who had been fighting with garlic, softly lifted his lips and asked slowly, "Sister Fei'er, is this garlic ground enough?" ”

"Hmm." Lan Fei'er listened to Kai Lang's response carefully, and her fat face suddenly smiled thickly, but with a lovely smile, she also quickly moved in front of Huo Ran, squatting down her fat and bloated body to inspect the sudden results, and when Huo Ran was about to continue to grind hard, Lan Fei'er suddenly stopped and laughed: "Enough!" Good work, Huo Ran! ”。

"I didn't ...... It's okay! Huo Ran was a little overwhelmed when he heard Lan Fei'er's polite words. Indeed, Lan Fei'er is much better than the previous chef who went to the banquet!

"Suddenly, just give me the ground garlic with a spoon! I'm going to change it to garlic sauce. Hehe......" Lan Fei'er smiled and cleaned another tiger stove on the side, and poured an appropriate amount of sesame oil into it when the fire was moderate after the fire started: "Zizi ......"

Immediately afterwards, Lan Fei'er put the ground garlic into the fried sesame oil, and then poured some dyed sauce into it: "Zizi ........." After the garlic was fried over high heat, Lan Fei'er poured some pre-prepared wine into it, and then stirred it over low heat, and finally she put a lot of brown sugar into it and boiled it over low heat until it melted.

Huo Ran couldn't help but be curious when he was startled, and finally asked: "Fei...... Sister Phil. That one...... Why can you add minced garlic...... Add brown sugar? And wine? ”

"It would be nice if there was maltose...... Lan Fei'er replied with a non-question, thinking about the childhood snacks in her hometown. Thinking about it, Lan Fei'er served the well-mixed garlic sauce in a small bowl.

"Sister Fei'er, you ...... What are you doing with cinnamon? ”

"Sister Fei'er, that, that's Bai Zhizi! Is it any use? And that ...... That's a fennel seed with spices, and Sister Fei'er wants to take it too? ”

"Huh! That, isn't that sugar? Why sugar again??? ……… Sister Fei'er ........."

"Huo Ran!" As soon as Lan Fei'er took one more piece of the ingredients with her fat hand, Huo Ran, who was following Lan Fei'er, was startled and kept asking, she. It's even more curious than the two shell waves at home, but, after all, Huo Ran is a chef. Also! However, Lan Fei'er doesn't like that there are always people chirping crookedly around her: "Huo Ran, I use these things to make my own marinade!" ”

When the sesame oil was burned to forty percent hot, she quickly sprinkled the chopped green onions, ginger slices, Beijing onions, fennel, cinnamon, angelica, white cardamom, and bay leaves into the pot until fragrant. She slowly poured some wine into it, then added tempting fresh gravy, sugar, and salt, and easily turned out a lot of juice in the cooked roast meat and poured it in: "Huo Ran, help me look at this marinade, this should be boiled over a high fire." I'm sorry for you. Thank you! ”

"Huh!" Huo Ran was stunned as she watched from the sidelines, and when Lan Fei'er raised her fat hand and shook it in her eyes, she was stunned and said with an apologetic face: "Uh...... Good...... Good! ”