Murong Yinyin was a little surprised, such a little girl. Is the dish really that good?

But her cousin also knows that she will never praise people casually. Murong Qing said that it was delicious, and it was absolutely delicious. He is a foodie, and the dishes made by ordinary people can't get into his eyes at all.

Murong Yinyin stared at Han Yingxue's movements, waiting to see what kind of dishes this little girl would make.

What Han Yingxue is going to do is to call Hua Ji. She had only made this dish in Qingshui Town, and I believe that other people in this era did not know about this dish at all.

At the beginning, she made a flower chicken, which caused a lot of sensation in Qingshui Town.

Han Yingxue skillfully cured the chicken's feathers, cut off the feet, made a small opening under the left armpit, dug out the internal organs, extracted the trachea and esophagus, washed the blood, and dried the water. Break the chicken wing bones, leg bones, and neck bones with the back of a knife, put them in a bowl, add soy sauce and rice wine, and fine salt, and marinate them for a while. Grind the cloves and ingredients together, add the minced jade fruit and mix evenly, and wipe the chicken body.

After it is ready, put the pot on the fire and heat it, scoop in the cooked lard, burn it until it is hot, put in the chopped green onion and ginger, stir-fry the ingredients, diced pork, cook into Shao wine, add soy sauce and sugar, and fry until it is broken, which is the filling. After cooling, fill the filling into the chicken belly from the knife edge under the armpit, stuff the chicken head into the knife, put 1 clove in each armpit, and wrap the chicken body tightly with lard fat.

After Han Yingxue finished preparing these things, Zhao Qishan was looking for two lotus leaves from outside.

"Cher, give!" Zhao Qishan handed over the lotus leaf.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Qishan looked at Han Yingxue with a serious look, with a faint smile on his lips.

He couldn't do anything else but stand quietly.

Han Yingxue first wrapped it in 1 lotus leaf, then wrapped it with 1 layer of lotus leaf on the outside, and tied it into a long circle with a thin hemp rope. Then grind the wine jar mud into powder, add water and mix, wrap the mud about 1.5 cm thick on the chicken, and then wrap it in butter paper.

Put the chicken wrapped in mud into the stove hole, roast it with a strong fire for a while, see that the mud is dry and cracked, then mend the mud cracks, after the hot fire is roasted, use low heat to roast, take out the mud after baking, remove the rope, remove the lotus leaf, and pour a few drops of sesame oil.

Wait for Han Yingxue to do it. A long time has passed.

The rest of the cooks are basically ready.

Second floor.

After Murong Yinyin saw Han Yingxue's Zhao Qishan, she stood up.

"Ling, it's Ling!" Murong Yinyin was so excited that she almost cried.

She thought she had seen it wrong yesterday, but she found Zhao Qishan on the stage.

He was dressed in the clothes she had seen him wearing yesterday, his face, his nose, his everything. It's all so familiar.

Murong Yinyin stared at Zhao Qishan's portrait every day, and for a long time, Zhao Qishan's face had been completely imprinted in her mind.

"I'm going to find Ling, it's really Ling."

Although she didn't know why she met Ling here, she didn't know why Ling went to the stage.

"Yin Yin!" Murong Qing grabbed Murong Yinyin.

"Cousin, look, that's Ling. Did you see that? Murong Yinyin pointed in the direction of Zhao Qishan.

"Yin Yin, that's not Ling!" Murong Qing said extremely calmly.

When he first saw Zhao Qishan, he didn't tell Murong Yinyin the news. Because he knew that with Murong Yinyin's temperament, he would definitely go to Zhao Qishan.

If Zhao Qishan ignores Murong Yinyin, she will definitely be very sad.

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