This Golden Soul Coin is equivalent to the income brought by three tables of diners.

If he had borrowed the kitchen for a short time, it would have been fine......

The staff groaned and looked at the chef.

The chef had already noticed Mi Yun and nodded in agreement.

The staff turned to look at Mi Yun and instructed, "Okay, borrow it for you, but don't use it for too long, otherwise it will delay our serving time." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll only cook one dish, and it'll be fine soon." Mi Yun hurriedly explained.

With the consent of the chef and staff, Mi Yun quickly took out his ingredients and walked to the stove.

The stove in the cafeteria is well-equipped and has a lot of firepower, far from being comparable to the dilapidated places of the college cafeteria.

Take out the chicken thighs she bought, and change the knife to a size that you can eat in one bite.

Then grate some garlic and ginger.

He took some soy sauce, salt, pepper, wine, ginger and garlic and mixed them to make a sauce.

Mix the chicken and sauce together, put it on a plate, knead the rice carefully and let it marinate for another five minutes.

After 5 minutes, remove the juice from the surface of the chicken and add it to the egg mixture with several beaten eggs.

Stir well and soak through.

Mix a certain amount of flour and starch in a one-to-one ratio.

Mi Yun takes out the chicken dipped in egg liquid, puts it in flour and starch and dips it a few times to make sure that the surface is covered with starch and flour.

The restaurant has a special fryer, in which Mi Yun pours wide oil and heats it to about 160 to 180 degrees Celsius.

Put in the chicken and fry it.

"Zila-"

Almost frying, a drop of oil jumped out and splashed on the back of Mi Yun's hand, causing him to close his eyes in pain.

Blowing hard, he continued to observe the chicken in the pan.

After a minute and a half or so, Mi Yun fished out the chicken.

Put it on an iron plate and heat it for about a minute, and Mi Yun uses a small spoon to knock out microscopic cracks on the surface of the chicken.

Put all the chicken in the pan and re-fry it twice.

After going back and forth two or three times, he made sure that the chicken was all cooked and fried thoroughly, and finally heated the oil to a high temperature of 200 degrees Celsius and fried it for thirty or forty seconds.

Turn off the heat, take it out, and you're done.

Mi Yun found a rattan basket, used a piece of white paper to cushion the bottom, and put the chicken in the basket.

When everything was ready, he thanked the kitchen staff and the chef, washed his hands, and walked out of the kitchen with a tray of fried chicken pieces and into the dining room.

At this moment, there are already many people in the restaurant, and Mi Yun swept his eyes and found the noble and elegant Qian Nawei.

Walking to the table of Qian Nawei and Qian Linjue with fried chicken nuggets, Mi Yun put the flower basket containing the fried chicken nuggets on the table.

Qian Nawei and Qian Linjue were talking and laughing, and looked at him in surprise when they saw Mi Yun serving a plate of fried chicken nuggets that she hadn't ordered.

Another plate of food?

This is what Mi Yun did?

Specially sent for me to taste?

Her mind is as delicate as a thousand naphthales, and she quickly thought of a series of possibilities.

Before she could speak, Mi Yun spoke in advance.

"Navel, this is ...... This is what I made, you taste. ”

At the dining table, Qian Nawei looked at Mi Yun's hands.

This time, Mi Yun's somewhat thick hands were very clean, but there was a little more red mark on the back of the hand.

Is it scalded?

Just to make me a fried chicken nuggie?

Qian Nawei raised her eyebrows.

With the mentality of trying, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and put it in front of her mouth.

Before she started eating, the rich aroma of chicken mixed with the aroma of oil rushed to Qian Nawei's nose.