Lin Xiaoxiao watched the old man return the photo to herself, but she didn't say a word, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, but she still mustered up the courage to ask the old man: "Old man, do you have any impression of the man in the photo?" ”

The old man stared at Lin Xiaoxiao for a few seconds, his eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, shook his head and said, "I don't remember." ”

Wei Zhen, who had been observing the old man from all directions, immediately reported to Fang Yu: "He lied. ”

Lin Xiaoxiao, who didn't understand the situation, was a little anxious, stood up and said, "Old man, can you please take a look again, maybe you can think of something." ”

The old man also stood up, turned and walked to the kitchen, "I'm old and confused, I can't remember anything before, you go back, I'm going to cook." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to chase after her, but was pulled by Fang Yu.

"Brother Fang..."Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Fang Yu puzzled.

Fang Yu smiled and nodded at her, his lips moved slightly, and he said, "Don't worry." The shape of the mouth.

Lin Xiaoxiao saw Fang Yu's confident and gentle smile, and the impatience in her heart disappeared at once, she said "um" and sat down again.

Fang Yu followed the old man into the kitchen and saw that the old man was throwing two frozen chicken thighs into the water to thaw.

On the gas side, in addition to the shriveled garlic and ginger, there was a rotten cucumber and half a dehydrated carrot.

On the other side, in addition to soy sauce, cooking wine, and salt, it is the dried pepper and chili pepper that Shudu people can't do without.

Seeing the things in the kitchen, Fang Yu immediately began to search for the recipes he had learned that could be made here.

It's a pity that the dishes that Fang Yu has learned are not very suitable, so he has to ask Wei Zhen for advice.

Miso immediately replied, "What's so difficult about this, the ingredients here are just right to make a very simple but appetizing dish."

"What dish?" Fang Yu asked curiously.

"Kung Pao Chicken, known as the rice nemesis." Miso replied proudly.

"Kung Pao Chicken? It's a strange name. ”

"The legend of this dish was invented by a celebrity in another world, and it just so happens that the celebrity is also surnamed Ding, and today is a coincidence, let's just let this old Mr. Ding also taste the invention of the other world. Maybe he'll say something when he's happy. Miso replied happily.

According to the reminder of the flavor chopstick, Fang Yu took out the two frozen chicken thighs from the water, "Old man, it will not taste good if the frozen meat is directly soaked in water to thaw." ”

The old man picked up the cucumber and rinsed it disdainfully: "Young people don't understand it, don't talk nonsense, I have cooked my own food all my life, and I don't know what to do?" ”

Fang Yu didn't get angry when he heard the old man's words, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the frozen chicken leg in the water, and shook off the ice slag on it with a shake of his hand.

"Sir, we took the liberty of disturbing you today, so let me cook you a meal as an atonement."

Fang Yu didn't wait for the old man to speak, picked up the kitchen knife and "brushed" it twice, and easily took off the two chicken thighs.

The old man looked anxious: "What are you doing here, my chicken leg is going to be braised in the braised eye." ”

Fang Yu smiled and said, "Old man, don't worry, I'll make you a special dish today." ”

The old man looked at Fang Yu with suspicion: "Young man, do you still know how to cook?" ”

Fang Yu replied with a smile while peeling off the chicken thighs and removing the fascia: "I'm a professional cook." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao also helped in the hall: "Old man, don't worry, Brother Fang's cooking is delicious." ”

The old man saw that Fang Yu's knife work was quite skilled, so he said suspiciously: "That... Then let you try it. That's all I have, don't spoil me. ”

"You can rest assured, and you will be satisfied in a while." Fang Yu then said to Lin Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, help go to the market downstairs to buy a green onion, a pound of peanuts, a bottle of balsamic vinegar, and a bottle of light soy sauce, preferably from Deyang." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao went out in response, but left her treasured photos on the chair.

The old man sat alone in the hall, watching Fang Yu concentrate on cooking, not paying attention to himself, so he quietly picked up the photo again and looked at it for a long time.

As soon as the old man picked up the photo, he had been quietly paying attention to the old man's taste chopstick, and immediately reported to Fang Yu: "There is a drama in this matter, let's see if your dishes can impress the old man." ”

Fang Yu didn't answer the chopstick, he still concentrated on cutting the processed chicken thigh meat into small pieces, washing it with water again and controlling the dry water, grabbing it with starch, cooking wine, and salt, and setting it aside to marinate.

When Fang Yu has diced the carrots, cut the cucumbers into small pieces, cut the dried chili peppers into small pieces, and sliced the ginger and garlic, heat the pot and pour in the oil.

When the oil temperature rises to the right level, first put the marinated chicken thighs in the oil and stir-fry.

Fang Yu is still a little lacking in the heat of the oil, but fortunately he brought a miso today, with the help of it, the time of the slippery stir-fry was accurately controlled, and the chicken just reached eight ripeness, and the starch on the surface slightly formed a little crispy shell.

Lin Xiaoxiao also happened to buy back what Fang Yu wanted at this time.

Fang Yu fried the peanuts with shredded chicken thighs in the oil of the fried chicken.

While frying the peanuts, Fang Yu quickly mixed the sauce with balsamic vinegar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, sugar, salt, and starch.

The fried peanuts are blown under the electric fan, Fang Yu waited for the bottom oil to cool a little and then added some oil, then put in Sichuan pepper, stir-fry to bring out the fragrance and then take it out, and then add diced carrots, green onions, ginger, and dried chilies.

After stir-frying for a while over medium heat, the color of the peppers and carrots became more and more vivid in the oil, so Fang Yu poured in the slippery fried chicken and stir-fried a few times, then poured in the adjusted diced cucumbers, diced green onions and kung pao sauce, quickly stir-fried to collect the juice, and finally added the cooled and crispy peanuts and chicken skin to start the pot.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was already waiting at the kitchen door, took the plate and put it on the folding table next to the living room, and put the chopsticks on it, "Old man, come and taste whether the taste of this dish is to your taste." ”

The old man was pulled to the dining table by Lin Xiaoxiao, and a plate of red, yellow and green dishes was placed in the center of the table, and the smell of fresh and sweet and sour came to his nose.

Fang Yu came out of the kitchen after cleaning, and saw that the old man was still a little hesitant with chopsticks, so he smiled and said, "Old man, you can eat diced chicken, then peanuts, and finally cucumbers, this order tastes the best." ”

The old man glanced at Fang Yu and made up his mind to pick up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

The golden buttery chicken is wrapped in a thin layer of crystal sauce, which is sweet and sour in the mouth, small and spicy, and very appetizing.

Although the old man's teeth are not very good, he feels that the surface of the chicken is slightly crispy when he bites it, and the chicken inside is not at all dry as he made before, not only keeping it tender but also slightly elastic.

The old man chewed on the diced chicken and put peanuts and cucumbers into his mouth in turn.

The combination of diced chicken and peanuts makes the crispy texture more obvious, the spicy taste is more prominent, and the sweet and juicy cucumber makes the sauce more sweet and sour.

The old man will chew with diced chicken and green onions, and cucumber and peanuts will compete with each other, and the ingredients in the dish can be matched with each other, and many different textures and tastes can be eaten, giving the old man the feeling of eating several dishes at the same time.

In particular, the crispy fried chicken skin is crispy and fragrant, melts into slag in the mouth, and is eaten with a sweet, sour and spicy sauce, which is not only not greasy, but also has a special salty fragrance.

Fang Yu's "Kung Pao Chicken" actually did not follow the original authentic method, but it cleverly used all the ingredients in the old man's kitchen, which was not only still delicious, but also more balanced in nutrition.

Fang Yu took out a bowl of rice from the kitchen and handed it to the old man, who looked slightly moved, took the rice, but put down the chopsticks.

"Young man, and you, little girl, who are you in the picture, and why are you looking for him?"

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at Fang Yu, and Fang Yu nodded slightly at her.

"The person in the photo is my father, I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for the person in the photo of the other half who has been cut out." Lin Xiaoxiao said slowly.

The old gentleman stared at Lin Xiaoxiao for a while, and let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I would be able to see you again, you are actually really similar to your mother when you grow up." ”