After going back, Gu Chengyu took the tools to make a wheelchair.

Zhou Zicheng was very curious and helped on the side.

Zhou Ziyi and Zhou Ziyue went to the stove, boiled water to scald the chicken, and cleaned up dinner.

was busy, footsteps sounded at the door, it was Zhou Laohan coming.

"Forever!" Old man Zhou shouted as he walked.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Ziyue and Zhou Ziyi scalding chicken, and paused with some surprise. In his opinion, the old and young of the Sanfang family, now that Zhou Changcun is paralyzed, they are afraid that they will eat bran and drink thin in the future.

Unexpectedly, people still have chicken to eat? It should have been caught by Gu Gongzi, right?

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Laohan felt a little pity. This Gu Gongzi is so good, no wonder even the old woman in his family mentioned that he would be matched with Shuangshuang.

It's just that I don't know the roots......

Just thinking about it, Zhou Ziyue and Zhou Ziyi had already opened their mouths and shouted. "Master!"

Although the people in the main room are very eccentric. But after all, they are the relatives of the original owner, Zhou Ziyi can ignore them, but the apparent filial piety must be maintained.

If an unfilial hat is buttoned down, their justification will become unreasonable.

"Dinner here?"

"No!" Old Man Zhou shook his head, and turned towards the inner room. "Forever!"

Zhou Ziyi hurriedly poked Zhou Ziyue, "Go and see what the master is doing?" ”

Zhou Ziyue went like a ghostly cat.

After a while, she came back in a huff.

"Our father is also partial now, and he even asked our father to bring the milk back. Our father was beaten so badly, can't you see it? ”

As Zhou Ziyi thought, she knew that Zhou Laohan was determined that Zhou Changcun was soft-hearted, and wanted to start from him.

"What about our father's attitude?"

Zhou Ziyue suddenly smiled, "Our father said that the clan elders won't do anything to milk!" ”

Ah?

Zhou Ziyi was quite relieved that Zhou Changcun had made progress. At the very least, I can harden my heart.

The Zhao family really died this time, such a filial son, was just chilled by her. Let's see how Zhou Changquan will be filial to her in the future.

Just thinking about it, Old Man Zhou walked out of it angrily.

"Changcun, I'm really disappointed in you!"

Zhou Ziyi and Zhou Ziyue glanced at each other, lowered their heads and continued to work.

After the chicken is blanched, chop into cubes. This time, Zhou Ziyi doesn't plan to make soup, let's have three cups of **!

These three cups of chicken are the traditional famous dishes of modern Gan cuisine, and as a modern person, as long as you think of this dish, you can't help but drool.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ziyi first prepared the materials.

As the name suggests, these three-cup chicken is named after the three-cup ingredients.

A glass of rice wine, a glass of soy sauce. A glass of lard. There is no lard, but it is difficult for Zhou Ziyi.

I took out the pork at home and fried it with a cup of lard. The sliced meat that was squeezed dry, Zhou Ziyi directly fished it out and put it in a bowl, sprinkled a drop of salt, and beckoned to Zhou Zicheng, who was helping Gu Chengyu with his work outside.

"I'll give you grease residue."

In the past, the family bought pork and came back to squeeze the oil, and the remaining oil residue was for the children to eat and play. It was fragrant and delicious, chewing crunchy, Zhou Zicheng happily walked away with the oil residue.

Put the chicken in a clay pot, pour all three ingredients into it, and then add the green onion and ginger to cover and simmer.

This is the most traditional method, but as long as it is stuffy enough, it will taste better than modern modifications.

Of course, if there is a nine-story tower (that is, basil leaves), it will definitely be more beautiful, but after all, it is in a dynasty like the Ming Dynasty, so don't ask too much.