Lin Miao took another sip of porridge and smacked his lips, "It's just that the sunflower seeds were put too early, and after too long of boiling, the taste has lost too much and lost its original taste." ”

Fan Erye laughed, raised his hand and rubbed it on his chin, as if he had a long beard, "It's rare that you can eat the taste of sunflower seeds, the reason why I put it so early is to let it lose its original flavor, don't dilute the taste of the porridge itself, otherwise it will be noisy." Lin Miao suddenly realized and continued to drink porridge happily.

As soon as Lin Miao finished drinking the last sip of the bowl, Liu Gui came in, "Fan Er, is the chicken in the west wing ready?" ”

Fan Erye lifted the apron on his body and wiped his hands, "I haven't done it yet." ”

"Oops! Hurry up, Steward Zhao of the West Wing is going to go out to run errands today, so I told you early, why haven't you done it yet. Liu Gui blamed him and said loudly, "Do it immediately, ah, I'll come back as soon as I stick incense." After saying that, as soon as he turned around, he went out with two big butts like baskets.

Lin Miao looked at Fan Er Ye worriedly, and found that as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up half of the tender chicken that had picked up the internal organs from the basket, and when the knife fell, the Titicaca cut half of the chicken into small dices, put the hot pot on the stove, poured in the best tea oil, and when the oil was hot and smoked about sixty percent hot, the ginger slices were lowered. Just listen to the sound of the pot, and the smell of the old ginger immediately enters the nasal cavity, which makes people's mouths relish. Fan Erye's hands kept moving, beckoning Lin Miao to add more firewood and serve the fire. Here I picked up the freshly chopped chicken and put it in the hot pot, only to hear the bang, the fresh aroma of the chicken mixed with the smell of ginger came out together, as if the heat wave was blowing on the face, so that Lin Miao's sense of smell was refreshing. She poked her head out of the stove and looked at the pot. I saw that the tender chicken was constantly tightened and solidified under the stir-fry of tea oil, and the color also changed from the original pink to an attractive golden yellow. Some of the chicken has begun to separate from the bones, and the aroma is getting stronger. Fan Erye filled a small bowl of rice wine, and along the edge of the pot, evenly into the chicken. The original pure meat aroma is mixed with the sweet aroma of rice wine.

Lin Miao asked curiously, "Grandpa Fan, why do you add rice wine to the chicken?" ”

Stir-fry evenly, cover and simmer, Fan Erye answered her question, "This dish uses tea oil and rice wine, both to keep the chicken too greasy, and at the same time maximize the flavor of the chicken." It's morning, and the diet doesn't like to be greasy, and the steward Chen of the West Wing has something to go out for, so he must be tired, and if the stomach is too oily, the journey is bound to suffer. ”

Seeing that Lin Miao's mouth opened wide in surprise, Fan Erye taught her with a stern expression, "We cooks for diners, not only to relieve food and clothing, but also to think about their health." Lin Miao was greatly impressed and nodded involuntarily.

Fan Er Ye lifted the lid of the pot, stir-fried the chicken again, hurriedly washed a green pepper, cut the green pepper into thin strips, and then sprinkled it into the pot. After stir-frying evenly, Fan Erye took the plate handed over by Lin Miao and put the chicken out of the pot. A fragrant tea oil rice wine chicken is ready.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Lin Miao stretched out his hand and wanted to twist a piece and put it in his mouth, but was quickly stopped by Fan Erye, "If you want to eat, I'll make it for you, this has to be left to Steward Chen, he has enough to eat and go out to do errands." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Gui came in, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he praised "Hmm!" It's so fragrant, Fan Er, your craftsmanship is really amazing. ”

Lin Miao hurriedly brought the tea oil rice wine chicken to the front, "Director Liu, Grandpa Fan has already done the chicken that Steward Chen wanted." ”

"Well, tell the maid in the West Wing to take it away." Liu Gui swallowed his saliva and said to Fan Er, "This dish is so fragrant, bring me a copy as it is, and when it's ready, ask the little girl to send it to the house for me." After saying that, he turned around and went out.

Lin Miao waited for Liu Gui to go away, and quietly said to Fan Erye, "Grandpa Fan, let me do this that Liu Gui wants?" ”

"Go and go, quickly give this tea oil rice wine chicken to the maid in the West Wing, and you won't get involved in cooking." Fan Er Ye rejected her without thinking. "I can make the same taste as you." Lin Miao said with certainty that the idea of yesterday noon came to him again at this time, and he knew the steps of making this dish by tasting it, and maybe he could make the same taste. Moreover, when Fan Er Ye made this tea oil rice wine chicken just now, he was watching from the sidelines, and his words and deeds were much more real and credible than the steps that came to his mind.

Fan Erye listened to her tone and was stunned, looked at her suspiciously, and saw that she looked confident, and couldn't help laughing, "Huangkou Xiaoer, I don't know how thick the sky is." Do you know how many years I've been a cook for Grandpa Fan? Forty years! Is it a level that you can have with two glances? Cooking requires not only time and experience, but also talent. ”

"Do you dare to gamble?" Lin Miao looked at him firmly, extremely persistent. Fan Er Ye was happy, "What do you want to lose to me?" In his opinion, Lin Miao lost this gamble.

"If I win, you teach me how to cook." Lin Miao blinked a pair of big eyes, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey! Did you lose? Second Master Fan was amused by her.

Lin Miao took a step forward, his chest straightened, and he said confidently, "I won't lose." ”

"Humph! If you lose, you'll disappear from me, and I don't want to bring a little girl who can't lift her hands or her shoulders. Fan Erye's face sank deliberately, and he said a cruel word. While Lin Miao was stunned, Fan Erye took out the other half of the tender chicken from the basket and waved his hand at her, "You quickly send this dish over, I will help you chop the chicken first, your strength is too small, you can't deal with this meat chopping work, go and come back quickly, you can use it when you come back." ”

"Whoa!" Lin Miao said crisply, and rushed out to deliver food like a gust of wind. Fan Erye shouted behind him, "Slow down, the dish has knocked over, I have to clean you up." ”

The sky was already white, and there were more pedestrians on the road. Those who sell vegetables, those who are in a hurry, and those who open shops are already busy. The courtyard of Duke Chen's mansion also woke up from her sleep, and the eldest grandmother was freshening up and dressing up, ready to go to the old lady's room to say hello. The maids and ladies were busy sweeping the house and folding pillows and quilts. The young master and the old man are relaxing their muscles and bones in the yard, dancing with knives and guns.

The second young master, Chen Youze, was holding a book and reading it in the morning at this time.

Sunny dawn and early spring

High heart and hope for Suyun

Colored light floating jade

Purple Qi Yin Yuanjun

A new day in Chen Gongfu has begun, and a new day for Lin Miao has also begun.

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