As the banquet of the city lord, of course, the rest of his life has to be done in person.

He stood on the high platform in the back kitchen and called on everyone, "New Year, new atmosphere, in order to please a good fortune, tonight's banquet is mainly chicken dishes." ”

Gui Yidao was puzzled, "What kind of luck is this chicken to behold?"

"Good luck. Yu Sheng replied without explanation, and turned to beckon his men to fetch an old hen.

The old hen had already cleaned up, and for the rest of her life, she stuffed the various ingredients and seasonings prepared in advance into the belly of the chicken, and said, "Let's make the first dish first." ”

The cooks had already heard that there were endless new dishes for the rest of their lives, and they were better than the other, and now when they saw him teaching on the spot, they immediately stretched their necks and looked at it.

They saw that Yu Sheng wrapped the chicken in paper and tied it with string, and when they didn't know whether Yu Sheng was steaming or boiling, Xiao Er brought a pot of yellow mud again.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Yu Sheng wrapped the chicken in yellow mud and put it into the charcoal fire.

"This dish is called Hua Chicken, and it tastes unusual, so you can prepare it according to our method. Yu Sheng said.

In the spirit of blind trust for the rest of his life, the cooks under his command did it.

The rest of your life went down and pointed them out one by one.

"Don't say we didn't give you a chance, whoever makes this chicken is good will specialize in this dish, just like Mapo only makes Mapo Tofu. ”

The cooks are more active, which is equivalent to having a unique skill, and with a fresh move, they have a foothold in the Star Picking Building.

The most decent thing to do here is to return to the knife, which was the first to complete the rectification and put the chicken into the charcoal fire.

The other cooks also finished it one after another, and the rest of his life returned to the high platform, "Let's make a second chicken dish now." ”

For the rest of his life, take a hen that was killed and put it in brine and boil it.

The cooks brewed according to the law, and while they were cooking, the leaves in front of them came in and told them that they were ready to serve for the rest of their lives.

Yu Sheng immediately took out the chicken in the charcoal fire, and did not remove the mud, but directly put it on a plate and let the leaves go to the high-end.

So the people who were sitting in the lobby, listening to the city lord's speech, watched as the men brought up trays of dry mud and put them in front of them.

"What does this mean?" The witch of the witch courtyard looked at the mud in front of him and was puzzled, the city lord was planning to force everyone to eat the soil?

But don't say it, this mud is quite fragrant, and Si Wu vaguely smells the tempting fragrance.

"The city lord's move is telling us that the city lord's mansion is poor and can't open the pot, so take the opportunity to ask for filial piety. The elderly god next to him said.

Since becoming the leader of the Eastern Wilderness Alliance for the rest of their lives, their lives have not been easy at all, the gods and witches have given up on them, and now there is a desolate man to directly lead them.

If it weren't for the fact that the desolate warriors were not accustomed to eating the big fish and meat at the banquet during their cultivation, they would not have come today.

The other people were also at a loss, until they saw Miss Zhao knock open the mud and take out the chicken inside, and everyone suddenly realized that there was a mystery in it.

"Bang bang", there was a knocking sound in the lobby, and then something was tied up by a paper rope.

They opened, and a shiny chicken appeared in front of them.

"Hey, this is a great way to make chickens. Zhou Dafu's uncle Zhou Baichuan rubbed his hands and tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth when others didn't make a move.

"Well, incense. "Xu is the first time to eat it, it is relatively fresh, and Zhou Baichuan is full of praise when he takes a bite.

Other people were a little afraid to try it at first, but when they saw Zhou Baichuan's appearance, they all raised their chopsticks and poisoned the chicken in front of them.

Only then did the girl turn on the chicken in front of her.

When she landed, an overflowing aroma rushed to Zhou Baichuan who was sitting down under her, making Zhou Baichuan stop and enjoy it, staring straight at the chicken in front of Miss Zhao.

He sniffed his own, and just now he still felt that this chicken was delicious, and now it was compared.

Although he had never tasted the chicken in front of the city lord, his intuition told Zhou Baichuan that the chicken in front of the city lord was unusually delicious, far better than his own.

"It seems that the chicken came from the hands of the shopkeeper Yu. Zhou Baichuan muttered in his heart, and then continued to gnaw on the chicken legs, hypnotizing himself This is what he did for the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng continued to lead the cooks to make chickens in the back kitchen, and when the brine soaked the chicken until it was nine mature, he took it out, poured out the brine in the chicken cavity, and smeared a layer of oil on it.

Then take the tea leaves handed over by Xiao Er, throw them into the pot on the stove and stir-fry until the tea is fragrant, and sprinkle brown sugar evenly.

After the yellow smoke is stir-fried, Yu Sheng quickly puts the bamboo grate in, and immediately puts the chicken on the bamboo grate, and smokes it with the lid off the fire.

"This dish is called Taiye Chicken. After Yu Sheng smoked it, he turned around and told everyone that he saw that they had roughly imitated the steps they had followed Yu Sheng.

These chefs are all elites who pick up stars, and they have talent and experience in cooking, and they only need to spend a little bit of their lives for the rest of their lives.

However, cooking is about the heat, these cooks are still tender, and they don't care much about it for the rest of their lives, and they don't eat it for their little aunts.

Soon the second chicken was out of the pot, and the red chicken was accompanied by a fragrant tea fragrance, which surprised the seasoned cook and had an appetite.

They picked out a piece and tasted it, and after a slice of chicken in the mouth, it was smooth and oily, and the skin was fragrant and the meat was tender and refreshing.

After eating, there is also the aroma of tea and chicken, and the residual sweetness mixed with brown sugar echoes between the lips and teeth, which is endlessly memorable.

When Taiye Chicken went up to the lobby, everyone had already finished eating the chicken, and they were exchanging their experiences with their smooth and shiny mouths.

Everyone was disagreeable about which one was the best, and finally Zhou Baichuan waved his hand and said, "Don't fight, the best one is the city lord's." ”

"That's the kitchen of Lord Yu himself. Zhou Baichuan said enviously, but the chicken fragrance on the city lord's table floated to his side.

When everyone heard this, they looked at the city lord together, and saw that one of the chickens that had just been brought up was placed in front of her.

Compared with other chickens in color, the color is light or heavy, the one in front of the city lord is just right, mellow and fragrant, far from being comparable in front of them.

The girl noticed their gaze, and her chicken had not yet finished tasting, so she waved her hand and motioned to the maid to share the chicken that was brought to everyone to eat.

As soon as the maid brought it down, Zhou Baichuan ran up in three steps and two steps, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and moaned comfortably after chewing it.

He lowered his head and wanted to take another bite, but the person had been pushed back by the anxious but elegant people who had arrived, and his niece Zhou Jiufeng was one of them.

These people all applauded after tasting this Taiye chicken for the rest of their lives, and when they sat down to taste their own, they were suddenly a little tasteless.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison, and now they know how good they are in cooking for the rest of their lives.

The only difference between the rest of the Taiye chicken and the rest of his life is not 108,000 miles is the Taiye chicken made by Guiyidao, which shows that the name of the four chefs in Yangzhou is not for nothing.

Therefore, the Taiye chicken was hasty, and when the three cups of chicken were served, everyone recovered their spirits in the overflowing fragrance.

The three cups of chicken are red in color, bright and pleasant, and they make people appetizing at a glance, but this time the girl did not share it with others, but enjoyed the dish she made for the rest of her life.

This made everyone taste the dish in front of them, and looked at the city lord's secret saliva, and said that the dish in front of them was so delicious, and the city lord's dish didn't know how delicious it should be.