Ten minutes later, Boss Jin, who had repaired the free-range chicken, walked into the kitchen with the already naked-naked free-range chicken, and not long after, the kitchen sounded a kitchen symphony of ding ding-dong, and a charming aroma slowly floated out of the kitchen.

Just as I was leaning against the kitchen door frame and watching Boss Jin and his wife go about their work, a man suddenly bumped me on the shoulder and knocked me to a stumble.

I glanced at it, it was a young man who looked sturdy, and I was just about to complain a few words, when I saw him walk directly to the proprietress and take the proprietress by the hand and mutter, "Mom, hungry, hungry." ”

The proprietress put down the kitchen knife in her hand, wiped it on the apron with her right hand, patted her son's head, and said softly, "Woke up?" The rice will be ready immediately, and there will be mutton and white chopped chicken at noon today, as well as chicken soup. ”

The young man suddenly became excited, and while shaking his body up and down, he said urgently: "I want it, I want chicken soup." ”

Stammering, acting like a child, and the look of a daze when he entered the door, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart whether this young man must have some intellectual problems.

Boss Jin, who was stir-frying, turned around with the plate after putting the dishes in the pot, looked at his son and said with a smile: "Xuan, go out and wait for a while." When Dad has finished the mutton, he can eat. ”

Hearing this, the young man slowly quieted down, nodded, moved a chair, walked out of the kitchen, and sat down in the courtyard.

Boss Jin turned his head to look at me, smiling a little embarrassed, "My son, Jin Xuan." When I was a child, I had a high fever that burned out my brain, and now my intelligence is about the same as that of a five-year-old child. Makes you laugh. ”

I shook my head, smiled and said without turning my head to look at Jin Xuan in the yard, this big child was sitting on a chair with his hands on his knees, his waist straight and motionless, his eyes staring at the earth dogs running back and forth in the yard.

Looking at this scene, I suddenly felt something, but I didn't know how to express it. Jin Xuan looked like a well-behaved child, but with his body in his twenties, this scene was a little pitiful.

"Let's eat!"

When I was still in a daze, Boss Jin's hearty laughter came from the kitchen behind me.

Jin Xuan immediately bounced up from the stool and ran to the proprietress to take the two dishes in the proprietress hand, while Boss Jin came out of the kitchen with a table and propped it up in the yard.

The dish is very rich, six dishes and one soup, and the free-range chicken was chopped in half by Boss Jin, half of which is used to make white-cut chicken and half is used to boil chicken soup. There is also a plate of lamb next to the chicken soup.

The other four dishes are all vegetables except for a fried bacon with garlic, and six dishes and one soup are placed on the table in red and green, which is enough to make people drool just by looking at their appearance.

Jin Xuan sat between Boss Jin and his wife, holding a bowl and looking at the proprietress with chopsticks, looking like a poor puppy begging for food.

The proprietress smiled and took Jin Xuan's bowl and filled him with a bowl of chicken soup, handed it to Jin Xuan and said softly: "Xuan drink it slowly, it's hot." ”

Boss Jin looked at me with a cup and smiled, "Do you want to drink?" The mulberry wine I brew myself, and the liquor I use is all self-fired local wine, which is better than Moutai! ”

I was a little stunned when I heard that it was liquor, and I was okay to drink beer, but I was really a little weak in liquor. But seeing Boss Jin's energetic appearance, I couldn't bear to sweep his nature, so I could only smile bitterly and nodded, "I can drink a little, but the amount of alcohol is not good." ”

Boss Jin laughed and took my bowl and poured the wine from the cup into the bowl, "It's okay, don't drink too much, just drink a little." ”

The reddish-brown clear mulberry wine against the white wall of the bowl looks like a large piece of amber poured into the bowl, I tried to take a sip, and found that it is not as spicy as the white wine, the taste is very soft, and there is a sweetness, I guess Boss Jin should have added some rock sugar to make this mulberry wine.

After taking a sip of wine, I picked up a piece of white-cut chicken, I was more interested in white-cut chicken than the chicken soup of free-range chicken, which I often drink, but I have never eaten white-cut chicken a few times.

The white-cut chicken color and fragrance made by Boss Jin are all very good, the white-cut chicken is white and yellow, with the fragrance of scallion oil, and the green onion segment is edged with flowers, not to mention that the chicken is still very tender, and it doesn't take too much effort to tear it off.

After eating a piece of chicken, I pointed to the white-cut chicken and smiled at Boss Jin and exclaimed, "This white-cut chicken is delicious!" ”

The smile on Boss Jin's face became brighter and brighter, "This is the craft I learned from a chef in Zhanjiang in my early years, there is actually a legend about white-cut chicken, there used to be a farmer who lived in poverty, more than half a hundred years old, and had no children under his knees." In the Mid-Autumn Festival of one year, he discussed with his wife and decided to kill a hen, first, to pray for the early birth of a noble son, and secondly, to fight the tooth sacrifice. As a result, as soon as the wife peeled and washed the hen and brought it into the kitchen, she heard someone howling and crying outside the window. The farmer ran out to see that it was a child who was playing with lanterns and causing a fire. Autumn is dry, and the fire grows larger as soon as it burns. Some villagers' belongings are about to turn to ashes. Without saying a word, the farmer picked up a bucket and rushed out, and his wife went with him to put out the fire.

With the joint efforts of the villagers, the fire was quickly brought under control and finally extinguished. When the farmer came home, the stove was out and the water in the pot was lukewarm. It turned out that the wife was in a hurry, only adding firewood to the stove, forgetting to put the condiments and cover the pot. And the bare chicken in the pot was scalded by hot water! So, white chops came to eat. This is also the origin of the white chopped chicken. ”

I nodded, smiling in agreement.

Jin Xuan, who was drinking chicken soup on the side, suddenly raised his head, threw his chopsticks away, picked up a piece of mutton with his hand and put it in my bowl, and smiled at me, "Brother eat." ”

The proprietress immediately slapped Jin Xuan and whispered, "Xuan! Don't scratch it with your hands, it's dirty. ”

Jin Xuan's expression suddenly became a little aggrieved, and he looked at the proprietress with an aggrieved look. The proprietress sighed and turned her head to look at me with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Boss Jin also stopped talking at this time, looking at me with apologetic eyes.

I smiled and waved my hand, picked up the mutton and put it in my mouth, "It's okay, I'm not Lin Daiyu, my body is not so weak, and I am not so particular." ”

After swallowing the mutton, I smiled and said, "This mutton tastes good, it doesn't smell, but the taste is a little light, boss, is there soy sauce?" “

The proprietress stood up with a smile on her face, "Yes, I'll bring it to you." ”

Boss Jin on the side picked up the chopsticks again, "If it's delicious, eat more if you like it, you're welcome." The meat of the white goat has no smell, and when I cooked it, I specially cut a few slices of white radish into it to remove the smell. ”