In the back kitchen of the Tong's Mansion, more than a dozen cooks, cooks, and servants all looked at their second sons who rushed in, and Sun Tu, who robbed them of their jobs, what they wanted to persuade, but they couldn't say anything.

There is a way that a gentleman cooks far away, and for those rich masters and sons with status, this kitchen is something they will not come in anyway. But today, it was good, Tong Mu and a few of them actually broke in directly, and Sun Tu was even busier in front of a stove somewhere, which was too unexpected for everyone.

Only Ya'er was still helping at this time, helping Sun Tu to burn the fire on the stove more vigorously, and then saw that he was very skillful in picking up the kitchen knife on the side, and cut a portion of green vegetables on the cutting board, and when the pot was hot, he quickly put down the lard that had been boiled out before, and after a while, he put the green vegetables into the pot and stir-fried them quickly.

This series of actions was naturally a trivial matter for Sun Tu, who had always cooked by himself before, but it stunned everyone around him, especially Tong Mu, whose eyes straightened for a while, before he stammered and asked, "San Lang, is this ...... Is that what you call stir-fry? ”

"Yes, it's a pity that the oil here is too meaty, and the pot is too big and thick, I'm afraid the taste of this dish will not be too good." Sun Tu replied casually, took some salt from the bowl on the side and put it into the dish, and then there was a dazzling stir-fry. It wasn't until he saw that the heat was almost over that he took a porcelain plate and put aside the greens that were still as green as new.

Looking at the vegetables with fresh and tender color, which were completely different from the yellowed greens that had been steamed and boiled in the past, Tong Mu was a little unsure: "Can you eat this?" I look at it like it's raw......"

"You'll know if you taste it." Sun Tu smiled, took a piece of lotus root from the frame in front of him, and cut it into even slices when he raised the knife in his hand, which was not inferior to before.

Tong Mu couldn't take too much care of his curiosity, so he immediately took some chopsticks and put them in his mouth, and then his eyes lit up: "The taste of this green vegetable is much more refreshing than before, good!" Then he heard another snorting sound from the pot next to him, but it was Sun Tu who put the lotus root slices into the pot and stir-fried them, and then took the salt, sugar and vinegar and put them in together.

When those chefs and cooks saw his actions, they couldn't help but muttered in their hearts, what kind of cooking method is this, in the past, they used to use lotus root to cook dishes that were steamed in the whole section, but now they don't talk about cutting them into slices, and they actually put so many seasonings, can this still be eaten?

Tong Mu didn't understand these at all, he had already eaten several chopsticks of green vegetables, and after he saw Sun Tu put out this sweet and sour lotus slices again, he also quickly put a piece of chopsticks on the chopsticks, and then quickly put it in his mouth. The green vegetables alone were enough to surprise him, and this color was amber, and he would definitely not be disappointed when he looked at the more delicious lotus roots.

But Tong Mu's first reaction was to exhale in pain, and tears almost came down: "It's so hot!" But even so, after the sweet and sour lotus root in the lotus root quickly diffused in his mouth, he was reluctant to spit it out. This kind of tender and delicious taste was something he had never tasted before, and it made the second son of the Tong family, who had seen a lot of the world, smile, and didn't care about any image, so he picked up another piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it and tasted it.

After eating three lotus root slices and two chopsticks of green vegetables, Tong Mu breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction: "This stir-fried dish is really delicious, better than Fanlou's dishes, and the color, flavor and flavor are good!" ”

In fact, seeing his gluttonous appearance, Sun Tu already knew that this was the result, so he just smiled modestly at this time: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, I think I should be able to attract some guests to Liufangju, right?" ”

"What's more, I believe that this can overshadow those famous dishes in the Fan Building." Tong Mu said with praise.

These words made Sun Tu a little unconvinced, after all, Fan Lou's reputation was there, their chef must be the top existence in the world, how could his home-cooked side dishes be comparable to only?

However, he obviously ignored the gap in the span of thousands of years, when stir-fry was just taking shape, and even the top chefs still couldn't do many things that later generations were very familiar with, such as the grasp of heat and proportion, and the number of combinations of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. In addition, the taste of the dishes when they first came out of the pot was far better than the long delay before they could be brought from the kitchen to the guests, and his two stir-fried dishes naturally immediately overwhelmed the famous dishes of Fan Lou.

Tong Muke is a filial person, and now that he has tasted such a good dish, he naturally thinks of his uncle, so he asked Sun Tu to fry two more servings, and he personally sent them over, and at the same time did not forget to bring Sun Tu: "San Lang, why don't you go with me?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm going to make a dish of chicken, you can send it first." Sun Tu said with a smile.

"This chicken can also be stir-fried?" Tong Mu asked with some curiosity.

"You'll find out later." Sun Tu sold it first, and then took a whole chicken that had been washed and prepared earlier, cut off the chicken head and everything in a few clicks, and then cut the chicken legs and everything, put them in a basin, pour salt wine or something to marinate slightly. To say that the back kitchen of this Tongfu is really a good place, not only is the place spacious enough, but also as long as the ingredients and seasonings that are available in this era can be found.

When he had done all this, he went back to his lodgings under the pretext that he had been in advance, and went to Warehouse No. 1 to get a bag of fried chicken seasoning—when he first checked the storage, he only focused on the baijiu, but put the humble seasoning aside. It wasn't until the day before yesterday that he found out that he couldn't sell alcohol, that he put his mind back on these seasonings and came up with a real killer trick.

In fact, stir-frying or something can certainly make a name for itself, but the effect is too slow. But if you can really serve crispy fried chicken on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant fried chicken, even if it is far less authentic and delicious than a certain K and a certain M, it is enough to attract countless diners to your own restaurant.

Back in the back kitchen, Sun Tu shut the chefs and the others out of the door first, leaving only Ya'er to help, after wrapping the chicken nuggets and drumsticks in a thin layer of flour paste, and then sprinkling the fried chicken powder they brought, and then fried them in the boiling hot oil.

After only a while, the aroma of the chicken and the smell of spices spread throughout the kitchen, so that Ya'er, who was very calm just now, began to salivate: "Third brother, this chicken is so fragrant." ”

Sun Tu smiled, and put a freshly fried chicken leg in front of her: "Come and taste it, see if the taste is okay." ”

Ya'er took only one bite, and her eyes glowed, even if she was so hot that she was blowing, she still swallowed it in a big gulp, and she didn't care about the image at all: "Really...... It's delicious, it's the best I've ever had. ”

"Is it better than the candy I gave you just now?" Sun Tu asked casually, but the little girl fell into a tangle, and she realized that she actually liked these two things very much, and she couldn't tell the difference.

Sun Tu smiled when he saw it, but he didn't stop in his hands, and soon fried a large plate of chicken, then opened the door, took the fried chicken and walked to the front yard.

Halfway through, he met Tong Mu, who was already waiting a little impatiently, and saw that he had such a golden food in his hand, and it was constantly bubbling with an attractive fragrance, Tong Mu was even more curious: "San Lang, what is this?" ”

"It's called fried chicken, and it's a dish I came up with before, so you can try it."

"Let's send it to my uncle first, he also praised you after eating your two dishes just now." Although Tong Mu is a little greedy, he still has to abide by the rules.

At that moment, the two came to the front hall and saw Tong Guan sitting at the dining table. After seeing the fried chicken in Sun Tu's hand, Tong Guan also became interested: "Sun Tu, where did you learn these many cooking methods?" ”

"Hui Tong Shuai, this is all what my father heard about after he went to sea, and he figured it out at home again." Sun Tu said, and had already offered this fried chicken: "Please also ask Tong Shuai to taste the taste of this chicken." ”

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Tong Guan took a bite of fried chicken: "Chicken, you are too beautiful。。。。。 But the collection and tickets are more beautiful。。。。。 ”