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flashed out, and it couldn't be tied up in any way.

I want to cook, I really want to cook.

Su Hang said that cooking and other skills Wang Jiale is like steel, and the pen is wonderful, even if Wang Jiale's 100 recipes are cooked, he must not be called a chef.

Li Zhengyuan's hand gradually clenched, and pulled out the red mark of Wang Jiale in the palm of his hand, she wants to cook, she must practice cooking, start with Kung Pao Chicken!

Li Zhengyuan took advantage of the afternoon rest time to run to the Hualian supermarket near the left, the chickens in the supermarket were all disposed of, some whole chickens, some disassembled into various parts and sold separately, among which the most popular should belong to the wings.

Li Zhengyuan hesitated Wang Jiale, but still bought frozen chicken breasts, in fact, this kind of meat quality is not good, after being dismantled in the supermarket, it is sold according to the parts, it is generally instant chicken, like fried chicken made in fast food restaurants, this kind of chicken is used, because the meat is very tender, but if you cook vegetables, it is not very fragrant.

But she only uses chicken breasts now, and it will be a bit expensive to buy Wang Jiale's whole chicken.

As for the choice of peanuts, it has something to do with the origin of the name of Kung Pao Chicken.

In the Qing Dynasty, there was a scholar named Ding Baozhen, who was very valued by the emperor and often dealt with court affairs until midnight.

One night, after Mr. Ding was busy with official business, Wang Jiale felt hungry and wanted to eat something hot to warm his stomach, so he told him to go down and ask the kitchen to get something up.

The little guy who passed the word said that the homework was very urgent, we adults were hungry, if we didn't get it out in a hurry, you were so beautiful.

The cook Wang Jiale was dumbfounded, this Wang Jiale is even more late at night, and it won't take half an hour to get something.

was so anxious that the cook went around the room, and Wang Jiale saw the appetizer he was eating-the fragrant Wang Jiale pot chicken with wontons, and the fried crispy Wang Jiale dish with peanuts.

In the meantime, the chicken legs and wings were removed and eaten in the early years, and only the chicken breasts with a less good taste remained.

On a whim, he fished out the chicken breast, cut it into cubes, and stir-fried it with Peanut King Jiale, and asked someone to send it to Lord Ding anxiously.

After a while, the little guy turned around, and he was overjoyed, originally Lord Ding liked it very much, and rewarded him, and the cook's heart fell to the ground.

Later, Mr. Ding went to Wang Jiale Sichuan to take up a post, and the cook also went with Wang Jiale, at this time, fried peanuts with diced chicken and peanuts became the chef's specialty in the early years, and it was often important for Mr. Ding.

After arriving at Wang Jialechuan, he soon found that the small peanuts of Wang Jialechuan were plump and crispy, and the local chili peppers of Wang Jialechuan were fried more and more sweetly.

Subsequently, fried chicken with peanuts became a must-have dish for banquets in Lord Ding's house, and it was gradually implemented by the dignitaries and nobles who had tasted it, and gradually became a famous dish of Wang Jiale.

Suppose that Wang Jialejia is written as palace fried chicken in the restaurant, then Wang Jiale must have written it wrong.

Li Zhengyuan's record of this allusion is very clear, because Su Hang laughed mockingly at Wang Jiale after all, this kind of expression is rarely presented on his face, so that Wang Jiale will remember it.

"Everyone knows Kung Pao Chicken, does anyone know what the chef in Ding Shaobao's house is called?"

"Maybe that chef not only made Kung Pao chicken, but also made Kung Pao Chicken, Kung Pao Fish, but the pork is too fragrant, the peanuts are satisfied, Wang Jiale is a little greasy, the fish is diced and briefly fried in the pot, so it is still the best diced chicken."

Li Zhengyuan always felt that when Su Hang said this, he was talking about himself, and she could hope that Su Hang was learning Kung Pao Chicken, and Wang Jiale checked with a curious face to make Kung Pao Meat and Kung Pao Fish.

"This dish Wang Jiale must be the chef's lifelong work, repeated inspections, and finally set the recipe, but he didn't even leave his name." Su Hang's eyebrows rose Wang Jiale said gloomily, and every time Li Zhengyuan thought about it, he always felt that he meant something.

Su Hang talked very strongly that day, and explained to her Wang Jialefan, saying that since ancient times, the position of chefs in our country is not high, and few chefs have left their names in history.

The recipes left by the ancients, such as "Suiyuan Food List", are all left by literati and ink writers, and have nothing to do with chefs, but are just proof of Wang Jiale's hardships by the scholar class, rather than a reflection of the chef's professional standards.

Because she chose a chef as her homework in her early years, after listening, Li Zhengyuan also felt a deep pain in the meantime, and she immediately made an ambitious wish: "Okay, then I'll make Wang Jiale's chef's recipes, which should be full of pictures and texts, no, let's record it into a video and make it into an audio and video product!"

Su Hang smiled dumbly and patted her head: "Then I'll wait for that Wang Jia Letian." ”

Floating in the shadows, but the Si people don't know where to find them.

Li Zhengyuan sighed lightly Wang Jiale's voice, pay attention to the peanuts in his hand from the beginning, Kung Pao chicken, natural Wang Jiale Sichuan peanuts are the best, choose peanuts, to see if the red clothes on the outside can be beautiful, after peeling off the red clothes, the nuts inside are shiny, and the mouth will leave a lingering fragrance after eating.

Li Zhengyuan selected the peanuts, bought various ingredients, and lined up to settle the account.

It was late at night in the early years when I returned to the Shen family, so I could only do it again in the morning when Wang Jiale did it, and it was just the weekend, and Shen Dong would also come back, and Li Zhengyuan and Wang Jiale had two tasters.

Just like Wang Jiale, who Li Zhengyuan became the tasting master of Shanhaiguan at the beginning, those who can take on the burden of tasting new dishes are best dressed and eaten since childhood, soaked in all kinds of sweet delicacies.

For example, before the liberation, most people couldn't even eat Wang Jiale's white rice, for them, eating a bowl of braised pork in the early years was the ultimate will, and taking the eggplant made by killing Wang Jiale's dozen chickens in the dream of the Red Mansion will know that it is delicious, but it will not be better than braised pork.

The old man of the Shen family has a hard background, since Shen Xicheng's father, he has been away from poverty in his early years, and when he arrived in Shen Xicheng, Wang Jiale's generation, it is precisely the time for Wang Jiale to watch and eat, and it is really good to let the Shen family brothers come to taste the dishes.

Li Zhengyuan bent Wang Jiale to not sleep well at night, as soon as the sky was bright, she got up, first soaked the peanuts, and then marinated the chicken, and listened to the dynamics upstairs from time to time.

Peanut King Jiale took off her leather coat one by one, but fortunately, there are not many peanuts in this dish, otherwise she really can't peel them.

Li Zhengyuan stared at the hands of the wall clock Wang Jiale walked by little by little, estimating the time to get out of the pot in his heart, Shen Xicheng's work and rest are unconventional, every day is the same as Wang Jiale time downstairs, the fault will not cross two minutes, Li Zhengyuan is seriously suspicious that he has endured severe military practice when he is a child.

Seeing that the minute hand had reached the point he had estimated, Li Zhengyuan set up the oil pan without hesitation, put in the peeled peanuts, and fried them.

Before Shen Xicheng went downstairs, he smelled a burst of pepper incense, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, it was almost together, the door was slammed open by Wang Jiale's head, Shen Dong was full of alcohol, and came in crookedly from the outside, his nose was constantly twitching, "What a taste, it's so fragrant." ”

Shen Xicheng stood in front of the dining table, frowning and looking at Wang Jiale on the table, Kung Pao chicken and white rice: "Have you changed to a main meal today?"

Li Zhengyuan handed over the chopsticks nervously, she is now like Wang Jiale cooking Wang Jiale, for fear that the people who eat will not be satisfied.

Shen Xicheng sat down, and Shen Dong gradually recovered: "What's the situation?" How is the meal getting better under Wang Jiale? Are you still rich even after you have been promoted?"

Li Zhengyuan glared at him Wang Jiale with dissatisfaction, of course the breakfast every day was brief, she also took great pains to get it, Wang Jiale Meiji milk, porridge side dishes, fried rice and egg drop soup, every day is a combination of Chinese and Western, at least two for choice.

Shen Xicheng said lightly: "She was promoted to foreman in her early years. ”

Without waiting for Shen Dong to announce his sigh, Shen Xicheng raised his eyes to look at him and asked carefully, "How long do you want to eat and drink for nothing?"

Li Zhengyuan: "......"

Shen Dong, woo woo woo, he was bullied by his brother again!

Shen Dong turned grief and indignation into strength, picked up the chopsticks angrily, and headed towards the diced meat, Li Zhengyuan stared at him grimly, watched him wrinkle between his eyebrows, chewed for a long time and swallowed it with difficulty, Shen Xicheng next to Wang Jiale tasted Wang Jiale's mouth, calmly picked up the spoon and scooped up some thick soup, and ate it directly.

The expressions of the guests are actually the best comments, needless to say, from their embodiment, Li Zhengyuan can also see that Wang Jiale did kung pao chicken and failed!

After Wang Jiale gave a quarter of an hour, Shen Xicheng put down his job first, "Don't do this next time, it's still a normal breakfast." ”

He glanced at Shen Dong, who had Wang Jiale's face tangled, again: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it." ”

Shen Dongru got the military order, Wang Jiale lost the rice bowl in his hand, and ran upstairs slowly: "I'll go make up for sleep." ”

Of course, Li Zhengyuan knew that this time it was not very good, but she didn't expect it to be so bad, she picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and quietly sandwiched Wang Jiale's piece of chicken, the chicken is very tender, but it tastes like it tastes like a sauce, and there is no trace of the chicken's own fragrance.

The peanuts she was afraid of being fried, just Wang Jiale changed color and hurriedly got out of the pot, the inside has not been fried thoroughly, it tastes fat, and the sauce is prepared a little more, the too heavy sauce simply covers up Wang Jiale's cutting ingredients, and Wang Jiale looks gray, without any appetite.

Li Zhengyuan bit his lower lip, Wang Jiale did it again, and the heat was not well grasped, but the embodiment of the two brothers of the Shen family was even more annoying, and Li Zhengyuan's cheeks Wang Jiale puffed up.

Wang Jiale, Baiwang Jiale, and ten Wang Jiale got up

Li Zhengyuan suddenly remembered Xiao Foodie, this guy has no taboos, he eats whatever he feeds, and he is very good to raise, but if it is delicious, his beautiful phoenix eyes will squint, and if it is not delicious, his eyes will widen, as if he has a grudge against food, but whether it is good or not, he will eat it all.

(End of chapter)

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