She flicked her wrist, and the back of the knife struck the middle of the black mud ball, and the seemingly heavy mud shell immediately cracked a thin small crack obediently, and Shen Jinchu broke it with strength, and the entire mud shell fell off.

The moment the mud shell was fully opened, the fresh lotus fragrance instantly burst out from inside, Qian Jiayu's eyes lit up, and his eyes suddenly locked on the things wrapped in the mud ball.

The surface of the chicken is a beautiful golden brown color, and the grilled skin has a faint crispiness, which makes you feel appetizing when you look at it.

The host who was ready to interview at any time on the side of "Good Fragrant ......" couldn't help but sigh: "What kind of dish is this?" ”

"It's called Huaji, the improved version," Shen Jinchu was still smiling crookedly, and his white and tender fingers picked up the silk thread tied on the lotus leaf, "If you don't mind, a few judges can cut it by themselves." ”

Among the four, Qian Jiayu and the glasses man were the closest, since the glasses man smelled the tempting aroma, his mouth began to secrete saliva frantically, and after hearing Shen Jinchu's words, he immediately picked up the knife and fork at hand: "Don't move!" Leave me alone! ”

Qian Jiayu's movements paused, and he reluctantly put down the knife and fork in his hand, and watched the man with glasses eagerly move at the chicken.

When he went under the knife, the man with glasses thought it would take some effort, but he seemed to be obediently separated by the blade with just a slight stroke, and under the tender chicken, there were still round small potatoes.

"Baked potatoes?" The middle-aged man leaned over and took a look, his expression was a little surprised, "It's a common operation to put some seasonings and side dishes in the flower chicken, and I've seen potatoes put it, but it's usually difficult to taste it......"

"Just taste it."

The man with glasses picked up a small potato, unceremoniously tore off a large piece of chicken and put it in his bowl, and ate it with relish.

Qian Jiayu's hand movements were not slow, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he tore off a chicken thigh, and another small potato, and after blowing it hastily twice, he put it in his mouth and savored it carefully.

The first sensation in the mouth is tenderness, and the touch is fed back to the brain before the taste, and the right heat makes the chicken very easy to eat, and you can get a sense of satisfaction without feeling strained.

This is followed by the rich aroma of meat.

It's not just the aroma of the meat – the light aroma of the lotus leaf blends with the rich aroma of the meat during the roasting process, and the various seasonings such as onions, ginger and garlic placed inside penetrate the aroma into every texture of the chicken from the inside, and these distinct flavors achieve a perfect balance in a small piece of chicken, which makes people want to stop.

The taste of the chicken was so good that Qian Jiayu ate the whole chicken leg before he knew it, and when he was about to attack the potato, he heard a slightly puzzled female voice next to him.

"Why is this potato so delicious?"

Cai Yun only had half a small potato left on her plate, and she felt the soft touch of the potato gradually melting in her mouth, and her expression was very confused: "Shouldn't it?" It's just the most common baked potato......"

"If you're not mistaken, this potato should have been steamed beforehand, right?" The middle-aged man put down his chopsticks and said in a deep voice: "A short period of steaming will make the potatoes easier to taste, and if they are wrapped in chicken, they will naturally be easy to absorb when they are in close contact with other spices in a closed environment." ”