"Young master, can you eat this black mud egg?" Zhang Ergou said suspiciously,

The other three also looked at Zhang Baiyi curiously,

"Of course you can eat it, this is called Flower Chicken," Young Master Zhang replied.

Su Jiu'er and the four of them also surrounded curiously,

It is a special type of roast chicken. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info it is wrapped in mud on the outside, and there are lotus leaves wrapped in it, and the chicken inside is fat and tender, hot,

"It's called Hua Ji, but it doesn't sound like a good name!" Dongfang Guan pursed his lips and said,

Zhang Baiyi ignored him and continued the movements in his hands,

Young Master Zhang carefully peeled off the clay paper outside, with the faint fragrance of lotus, a layer of green lotus leaves appeared in front of him, opened the corner of the lotus leaf, and the crispy and tender chicken came into view, a thick chicken fragrance came to his face, and Su Jiu'er and several people who saw it were drooling three thousand feet.

The color of the chicken is brown and red, the oil is moist and bright, the fresh fragrance is fragrant, the chicken is fragrant, and the chicken is tender.

The shape of the chicken is unique, like a lazy frog resting, with its feet facing the sky, and its color is tan. Ordinary chickens are so weak when cooked, but they still look so powerful when they are cooked. The whole chicken's back protrudes, and its head twists and stretches out in its wings,

"It's so fragrant," the crowd sighed, and sniffed their noses fiercely,

"Hey, kid, what's that, it smells so good." The little monk didn't know when he came behind everyone and shouted at Zhang Baiyi.

"You are a monk and you don't eat meat, it doesn't matter what it is!" Nan Zhuyu has long looked at the little monk unpleasantly,

"Who said monks can't eat meat!" The little monk said confidently,

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Young Master Zhang was also stunned, don't the monks of this world quit muddy?

"Where is there a monk who eats meat, won't eating meat break the vows," Nan Zhuyu looked at the little monk playfully and said, "Little monk, if you break the vows, you will be punished by the master!" ”

"Amitabha, the master said, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart! The master will not punish me," the little monk clasped his hands together and said a word,

Well, what kind of master is this! Is there such a disciple?

"I want to eat! No. "Young Master Zhang doesn't have a good impression of this little monk,

"Ami~-You Buddha," the little monk said suddenly, his body was like electricity, and he rushed towards Zhang Baiyi with an arrow step, and the young master Zhang was shocked, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, and the flower chicken in his hand was empty.

Young Master Zhang looked at the few remaining mud blocks in his hand and scolded,

"! The little bald donkey knows kung fu. ”

The previous barbecue Young Master Zhang didn't eat at all, just waiting to eat the young master Zhang who was called Hua Chicken, where was he willing to let go of the little monk, and a hungry tiger rushed over,

Where were Zhang Ergou and others, who had been coveting the flower chicken in the hands of Master Zhang for a long time, willing to let go of the little monk, and a swarm also pounced on the little monk,

The little monk was also interested, tore off a fat chicken leg, put it in his arms, and threw the remaining chicken called Hua to Zhang Ergou and a few people.

Dare to snatch the young master's chicken legs, see me clean you up like this, Zhang Ergou ignored the flying chicken, and one accelerated and pounced on the little monk's body, in a hurry, the little monk hurriedly stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth, and Zhang Ergou was entangled with Zhang Ergou, Zhang Ergou grabbed the little monk's mouth with one hand, and pulled the chicken leg in the little monk's mouth with the other hand,

The little monk bit the chicken leg tightly, grabbed Zhang Ergou's wrist with one hand, and broke Zhang Ergou's fingers in his mouth with the other hand.

Zhang Ergou hurriedly got up, another vicious dog pounced and rushed to the little monk, the little monk hurriedly turned around and narrowly avoided Zhang Ergou, hurriedly took off the chicken leg in his mouth, and took a bite of the chicken leg meat by the way, put the chicken leg into his arms, Zhang Ergou was already red-eyed, and opened his mouth to bite the chicken exposed in the little monk's mouth, the little monk looked at Zhang Ergou's big mouth and was shocked, and kicked on Zhang Ergou's lower abdomen, Zhang Ergou suddenly fell a dog to gnaw mud, the little monk took the opportunity to take two steps back, and reluctantly swallowed the chicken in his mouth, Zhang Ergou was unrelenting, Rushed towards the little monk again......

The little monk is about to cry, is it easy to eat a piece of chicken thigh?

Young Master Zhang nibbled on the chicken legs, excitedly watching the competition between Zhang Ergou and the little monk,

Su Jiu'er also took a piece of chicken called flower to eat with relish,

Nan Zhuyu gnawed on the chicken butt and exclaimed excitedly: "It's so delicious,"

Several other people also ate happily,

The two fought to the death, Zhang Ergou followed the young master Zhang Da and usually ate big fish and meat to eat the body is stronger than the little monk, half a head taller than the little monk, although the little monk has practiced but after all, the body is thin, the two of them are fighting equally, at this time the little monk grabbed Zhang Ergou's hair, Zhang Ergou was a monkey stealing peaches and grabbed the lower monk's lower three roads, the little monk grinned in pain, and his hand pulled Zhang Ergou's head back back, Zhang Ergou's eyes were punched and a little bruised, There is a row of very conspicuous tooth marks on the little monk's mouth, which is obviously Zhang Ergou's masterpiece, and the two of them are holding each other to the death.

Young Master Zhang looked at the two of them and wanted to laugh,

"Okay, Zhang Ergou, go back to the young master Ben and ask the kitchen to make another one for you,"

Zhang Ergou's eyes flashed with excitement when he heard Master Zhang's words, but he didn't let go of the hand holding the little monk's crotch.

The little monk's tears of pain are about to flow out,

"I said one, two, three, you two let go at the same time," Young Master Zhang said helplessly,

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time,

"One--, two--, three,"

The two of them grabbed each other's hands when they let go at the same time, rolled away from each other, and both of them lay on the grass at the same time panting,

Everyone watched the two stop Vargo, and suddenly felt bored, and each gnawed on the flower chicken in his hand.

"Why is this chicken called a flower chicken? But where did it come from? Jiang Zhe ate a chicken wing and asked Young Master Zhang curiously,

"This is called a flower chicken, and there is indeed an allusion." Zhang Baiyi took a bite of chicken legs and found an open space and sat down.

Jiang Zhe and the others also sat on the grass around Young Master Zhang,

"Called Flower Chicken" originally came from Zhejiang, it is a chicken stolen by some poor refugees, wrap the chicken with mud, set up a fire to burn the mud, and the chicken will be cooked when the mud is hot, this is a dish that can not be elegant.

According to legend, a long time ago, there was a man named Hanako, who begged for food along the way and went to a village in Changshu County. One day, he came across a chicken and wanted to slaughter it for cooking, but he had no cooking utensils or spices. He came to the foot of Yu Mountain, killed the chicken, removed the internal organs, smeared the yellow mud and firewood with the hair, put the coated chicken in the fire and roasted it, and when the mud dried the chicken was cooked, the mud shell was peeled off, and the chicken feathers were also taken off with the mud shell, revealing the chicken. About 100 years ago, according to this legend, the "Mountain View Garden" restaurant in Yushan Resort in the northwest of Changshu County went to rough and fine, and Seiko imitated the creation of this chicken. ”

Young Master Zhang threw away the chicken bones in his hand and continued: "There is also a legend, legend, that there was an emperor who visited Jiangnan in Weifu and accidentally ended up in the wilderness. There was a man named Hanako who saw that he was pitiful, so he gave him the "Flower Chicken" that he thought was a delicacy. The emperor was sleepy and hungry, so he naturally thought that this chicken was extremely delicious. After eating, he asked his name, and he was embarrassed to say that the chicken was called "Flower Chicken", so he blew that the chicken was called "Rich Chicken". Qianlong was full of praise for this chicken. called Hanako to learn afterwards that this homeless man was the current emperor. This "called flower chicken" also became a "rich chicken" because of the emperor's golden mouth. ”。

"It turns out that this flower chicken still has such a origin," Nan Zhuyu sighed,

"The origin of the emperor's private tour should have been made up by someone," Dongfang Guan interjected, "I have read so many biographies of historians and have never seen this case!" ”

"There are so many biographies of historians, and you haven't read them through, so you know that someone made it up," Nan Zhuyu pouted and said,

"It's just a small story, just listen to it, whether it's true or not," Young Master Zhang said,

The origin of the name Hua Ji is a record of the world where Zhang Baiyi is located, whether there is a Hua Ji in this world or not, let alone the authenticity of this story.

"Amitabha, life is rare and confused in the world, small, Zhang Gongzi really has great wisdom." The little monk walked among the crowd with his hands folded and said loudly,

If you eat someone's chicken, you have to shoot someone's ass, and the little monk is still very knowledgeable about current affairs.

But the next words revealed the nature of the little monk: "I don't know if Zhang Gongzi can dictate the practice of calling Huaji to me, so that the little monk can spread this method widely." ”