Chapter 93: The chicken leg in his hand suddenly didn't smell good

Su Zhen took his eyes off the basin containing the small fried chicken with difficulty, and looked at Su Zhen reluctantly.

Su Wan promised, "We will never steal food, we eat as a family, and everyone must arrive before we can open the chopsticks." ”

It's no wonder that Su Zhen is so reluctant, who let this child grow up so big and never be able to eat such a delicious dish.

When you are in a hurry on the road, although you will find an inn to eat whenever you have the conditions, the inn on the side of the road does not necessarily taste good, just to fill your stomach.

In order to satisfy her appetite, Su Wu bought all the spices, and those inns on the side of the road were not willing to pay for food, and others mainly made money from accommodation.

When you are in a hurry, it is impossible to run to the city all at once, there are many good restaurants in the city, but this will delay the journey.

Stir-frying vegetables didn't take much time, and after a while, the sound of stir-frying in the kitchen stopped.

Feng Jing carried a large pot of chicken soup, and Su Zhen carried a small plate of green vegetables and returned to the hall together.

Feng Jing put the dishes and chopsticks away, and found that there was actually his bowl on the table, generally speaking, no family would let the servants he bought sit next to him.

Servants are also generally only allowed to eat leftovers from their master's house.

There wasn't so much attention on the road, and Feng Jing didn't care.

Now that they are all back at home, Feng Jing originally wanted to pretend to be two points when he loaded the dishes, so that he would not eat leftovers, who knew that the Su family all ran to the kitchen to watch him stir-fry......

Originally, he thought that he would have to settle tonight.

I didn't expect Su Wan to really not pay attention to these, Feng Jing came from a place where he paid great attention to etiquette and upbringing, and when he "wandered" all the way to the Gu family before, it was not that he had never seen other people's homes.

Even in a peasant family, who can afford to buy a servant, who doesn't put on a show?

Glancing at Su Wan, Feng Jing felt that letting Su Wu do this would take care of his feelings, but he still had to give Su Wu a reminder, this was unacceptable, it would make the family no big or small, and it might cause endless disasters in the future.

"What do you look at me, see if I can eat? Sit down, our whole family is waiting for you to have a meal, starving to death. "For people who can make delicious food, Su Wan has always been a little patient.

Just changed his opinion of Feng Jing a little, why did this person revert to his old ways.

Don't think she'll be interested in him if she eats it well.

Feng Jing saw her thoughts clearly from Su Wan's white eyes, and immediately swallowed the advice that was about to blurt out, what does he care about her with her temperament.

After Feng Jing sat down, the family began to eat, chopsticks are like swords on the battlefield, coming and going without a trace, the comparison is fast, whoever comes out of the sword is fast, who wins!

Here, whoever has the fastest chopsticks will be able to catch their favorite chicken.

Feng Jing didn't want to be with him at first, he had to maintain his upbringing and maintain his etiquette, but when he saw that the first small fried chicken he had worked so hard to make became less and less, his movements became faster.

This meal is really a realm of food without words.

Because, not available!

Everyone is busy eating, whoever has time to talk, whoever talks is stupid!

Although the action of grabbing vegetables was not as graceful as Su Wu's, Feng Jing felt that she was defeated by her alone, and she was still a little relieved.

Although the most popular is the fried chicken, the rooster soup is still popular, and the final three points on the table are all clean.

After Feng Jing's observation, he concluded that the Su family loves meat, especially dishes with strong flavors, such as fried chicken.

Although vegetables were the last dish they cared for, they still finished eating.

With everyone's eating habits in mind, looking at the empty plates, Feng Jing is still satisfied, which chef is not happy to see his dishes snatched up?

In his heart, there was a wonderful sense of satisfaction.

Just when the Su family was stir-frying and eating, the people in the village in the downwind direction felt not so good.

The evening breeze brought the taste of fried chicken and chicken soup to every household little by little.

Some families are reluctant to eat meat once a year, but with this fragrance, they nibble on the steamed buns in their hands and eat the white water, but they have some taste.

The village chief's family was originally the person with the best living conditions in the village, and today Su Wu consumed more than 400 copper plates in their house, and the village chief also decided to kill a chicken to treat himself.

Cheng Song and Guo Qiao, who were originally gnawing on chicken legs and chewing chicken wings, suddenly felt that the chicken legs and chicken wings in their hands were not fragrant.

"Dad, it's all chicken, why isn't our fried food so delicious?" Cheng Song looked at Cheng Guangsheng who was eating chicken butt suspiciously.

"What do you mean, you don't like the food I cook is not delicious?" Wu Qin, the wife of the village chief, put down her chopsticks uncomfortably, she was killing chickens and stir-frying, but she was disgusted by her son, can she not feel uncomfortable?

"Mother, no, I am, I am, how to say it, I feel that the chicken we make is less flavorful."

How dare Cheng Song say that his mother is not?

The daughter-in-law is to warm the quilt for him, and he is willing to let his daughter-in-law do these heavy and rough chores, in case the hands are rough and the body is scarred, it will be uncomfortable to touch.

Therefore, the mother still has to coax, but Cheng Song is greedy for this taste, "Who in the village is willing to kill chickens to eat?" And the chicken they made before, I didn't smell very good, I think this smell must be from Su Wu's family who came to our house to buy chicken today, mother, or, you have time tomorrow, go to her and ask how to make it? ”

Cheng Guangsheng is also a rough old man, and he was also aroused by the fragrance from Su Wan's house, "I didn't expect this Su Wu to have this cooking skills, I was worried that she would not be able to find her mother-in-law's family, but now it seems that I am too worried." ”

Guo Qiao couldn't see that the two men in the family said that Su Wu was good, she was more knowledgeable than the people in this village, "Father-in-law, it's not difficult to make this flavor, it's not how good Su Wu's craftsmanship is, but it depends on spices, but ordinary people are reluctant to buy all those expensive spices, so the dishes made are less flavorful." ”

Seeing that his words worked, Guo Qiao said again, "The price of some spices is more expensive than buying ten chickens, Su Wu is really willing to spend money on food, I originally saw that she respected her father-in-law, the village head, and sent pork, leaf cigarettes, and candied melon seeds to my family." ”

But now it seems that these things she gave them look good when they are taken out, but they are worthless,...... Let's just say that the pork given to our family, not as expensive as the price she bought a chicken, this spice, I smelled the pepper, this is a matter of the Western Regions, but precious, I used to see others in Beijing when I gave it as a gift, she came to visit her father-in-law, but she didn't send such a valuable thing at all, just took some ordinary things perfunctory to send us. ”

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