Sheng Qingqing smiled and patted her little head. Then turn around and go for the other two dishes.

Chicken wings and chicken feet are actually more troublesome, and most choices are grilled or lo-mei, among which pickled pepper and chicken feet are the top delicacy. But the lo-mei takes too long, and it needs a good old lo-mei, so that the taste is correct enough. And when eaten roasted, it coincides with the chicken body.

Sheng Qingqing thought about it for a while and decided to stew them together!

Chicken feet stewed with chicken wings, in fact, there is no card, just a home-cooked dish created by her. But now it's not in a five-star hotel, and it's true that there are only two sisters in the family.

Home-cooked food is just right!

And this dish is relatively simple to make and does not take time.

Sheng Qingqing cleaned the two pairs of chicken wings and chicken feet, not to mention the chicken wings, but the nails on the chicken feet had to be cut off one by one. Then put the chicken wings, chicken feet and some green onion and ginger in the boiling water in the boiling water.

The boiling water does not need to be boiled for a long time, you only need to pass it through it for a while, get rid of some fishy smell, and by the way, remove the hidden bloody gas. Then it's time to start frying.

The most important thing in this dish is to adjust the flavor well. The flavor of the sauce is too light to cover the fishy smell of the chicken feet and wings themselves, and if it is too strong, it completely overpowers the meat, which is a bit of putting the cart before the horse.

Fortunately, Sheng Qingqing's hands are extremely stable, and there is no need to hesitate to take the seasoning, and it is the right amount to grab it.

Pour an appropriate amount of hot oil into the pan, and when the oil is hot, you can put the rock sugar in it and start stir-frying. When frying sugar, the heat must not be large, otherwise the sugar will not be fried, and it will be directly pasted on the pot.

Sheng Qingqing wanted to stare at the fried sugar, and the fire in the stove could only be explained to Sheng Zhizhi.

"Sister, don't worry!"

Sheng Zhizhi was very confident, she ate a small half plate of fried chicken offal, her mouth was full of oil, and she couldn't wait to try the other two dishes at this time, which was quite dedicated.

In fact, she is not boasting, she is not good at cooking, but she is really very skilled in cooking fire.

The heat was well controlled, Sheng Qingqing quickly fried the sugar in the pot to make the sauce yellow, and this was the time for the fire. At this point, you can pour the chicken wings, chicken feet and all the seasonings you prepared into the pan and stir-fry them back and forth.

Because she was worried that the taste was not enough, Sheng Qingqing finally put a little oil and chili peppers in the pot to improve the freshness.

So the already fragrant chicken wings stewed chicken feet, suddenly the greedy Sheng Zhizhi even drooled down.

"Sister, are you alright? That's it! ”

Sheng Qingqing took the dish out of the pot, but in Sheng Zhizhi's expectant gaze, she didn't mean to eat the dish at all.

Sheng Zhizhi suddenly looked disappointed.

"No!" Sheng Qingqing knocked her forehead angrily.

Chicken wings and feet are difficult to cook, even if they have been blanched in boiling water for a while and fried for a long time, they are actually only half-cooked.

If you have a good stomach, there is no problem with eating half-cooked.

But Sheng Zhizhi and the original owner have been sleeping in the open since they were children, and their stomachs are really not good, even if they drink spring water every day for the past two months, it is only a drop in the bucket, and once they eat something that is not digestible, they will definitely be in pain.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Sheng Qingqing to make half-baked things for a pair of younger siblings to eat.

Putting the chicken wings and chicken feet out of the pot, Sheng Qingqing went directly into the space and began to use the pressure cooker in the back kitchen to start simmering.

After five minutes, turn on the pressure cooker and the finished chicken wings and chicken feet are ready.

As soon as Sheng Qingqing came out of the space, she saw Sheng Zhizhi can't wait to come over.

"Eat less, there's another dish in the back." Sheng Qingqing couldn't resist her, so she could only take a chicken wing for Sheng Zhizhi to satisfy her hunger.

The more you can't get it, the more you want it, and when the chicken wings in her heart arrive, Sheng Zhizhi hurriedly stuffed them into her mouth, completely ignoring the burning of her mouth.

As soon as the chicken wings entered her mouth, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.

If the broccoli fried chicken offal just now, Sheng Zhizhi could still have the mind to comment when she was eating, then as soon as the chicken wings were eaten, she didn't care about the things next to her at all.

I can't even lift my head to eat, let alone open my mouth to evaluate.

Seeing that Sheng Zhizhi ate so deliciously, Sheng Qingqing suddenly felt a little hungry at this time. There was one more chicken wing on the left and right, and she took it herself and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Hmm, it's delicious."

Because they have been simmered in a pressure cooker, the chicken wings and feet are really cooked. At this time, you don't even need to bite down with your teeth, you only need to gently sip with your tongue to sip the meat off the chicken wings.

But this meat is not soft and tasteless, on the contrary, it still maintains the texture of chicken, a wisp of it, and the taste is very good.

Sheng Qingqing has not made this dish before, but no matter which time, it is not as successful as it is today.

Could it be that it is the spring water?

As a senior chef, he is always planning to improve the quality of his dishes, even if he changes the world, Sheng Qingqing can't help but start thinking about it at this time.

Over there, Sheng Zhizhi had already begun to lick her fingers, and in comparison, Sheng Qingqing's performance was a little bland. But this is normal, as a senior chef, she has never tasted any delicious food, which is not comparable to a little girl like Sheng Zhizhi who has "never seen the world". can make her praise a "delicious" dish, and the starting price is at least tens of thousands.

Of course, Sheng Zhizhi didn't know how powerful her sister was, and she could only see what was in front of her at this time.

Like what...... Can you give her all the rest of the chicken feet?!

"Don't even think about it!" Sheng Qingqing refused mercilessly, "How did I teach you before?" What should I do if I eat too much at once and my stomach is upset? ”

Because in the early years, it was often several days to eat a meal, so the Sheng family sisters and brothers had a habit, every time they had something to eat, no matter whether they were full or not, they would stuff it into their stomachs. Because they don't know when the next time they'll be able to eat a full meal, it will be.

But after Sheng Qingqing came, it was impossible to get used to this problem.

As a chef, she knows all too well how harmful overeating can be.

Ignoring Sheng Zhizhi's complaining look, she walked to the stove by herself and began to prepare the next dish.

It didn't take long to make the two dishes, but by that time, the chick that had been marinating in the first place was almost ready to cook.

Of course, if you are more particular, you need to marinate for at least two hours to allow the chicken to fully absorb the flavor.

But now there are only two of them, and Sheng Qingqing also has other ways to enhance the taste of roast chicken.

So Sheng Zhizhi saw her sister and began to massage the chick pickled in the basin.

Sheng Zhizhi was dumbfounded.

"Sister...... What are you doing here? ”

"It's to make the chicks more flavorful." Sheng Qingqing glanced at her, kept moving her hands, and said: "Watch more and learn more, and when you get married in the future, you can make your own food for your husband." ”

If you want to capture a person's heart, you must first grab his stomach.

Sheng Qingqing was deeply convinced by this. She has also taught many "students", mostly girls who want to marry into wealthy families, whether they are whimsical or daydreaming. Although most of those girls did not end well, there were also a small number of them, and they really relied on their cooking skills to firmly hold the object in the palm of their hands.

Sheng Zhizhi laughed dryly, she likes to eat, but she has no interest in cooking, let alone getting married.

Sheng Qingqing also said casually, and continued to knead his muscles after speaking.

Of course, the natural infiltration of the seasoning is not as good as the kneading effect, and while she kneaded, she also used a thin needle to pierce the hole in the chick's body. These holes are so small that they cannot be found for a while while when you look at them with the naked eye. But it's such a small hole that allows the seasoning that has turned into juice to enter the texture of the chicken very smoothly.

After a quarter of an hour, Sheng Qingqing finally stopped.

There isn't much sauce left in the pot at this point. A quarter of an hour ago, there were more than two spoonfuls of sauce in this pot, but now it's estimated to be only half a spoonful.

Sheng Qingqing didn't intend to waste this small half spoonful of sauce, poured it out and put it in a small bowl, added a few spoonfuls of oil and a little honey to it, and gently stirred it together.

The sauce, oil, and honey are actually difficult to mix, and finally split into three layers. Sheng Qingqing didn't care, first put the small bowl aside for later use, and then carried the kneaded chicken, took a cleaned branch and put it on.

You can't barbecue in the kitchenette. Although there are two oven holes, you can't pick up the pot on both stove holes, so if you want to grill chicken, you still have to go outside.

Fortunately, the Sheng family's yard is still quite large.

The two sisters began to dig a hole in the yard.

Sheng Zhizhi was not too skilled in this work, and dug a pit of the right size in three or two clicks. At this time, Sheng Qingqing had just rolled up her sleeves.

"Sister, is this okay?" Sheng Zhizhi asked with a blank eye.

Sheng Qingqing: "......" She silently lowered her sleeves.

I went to the small kitchen to get some firewood and charcoal, and the two sisters began to roast the chicken-Sheng Qingqing roasted it, and Sheng Zhizhi salivated at the chicken.

While roasting, Sheng Qingqing brushed the mixed sauce that had just been prepared on the roast chicken. The divided honey, blended oil and sauce were immediately covered on the skin of the roast chicken in a very orderly manner. Coupled with the pure natural charcoal baking, every moment, a strange fragrance that is difficult to control fills the entire courtyard.

Then, slowly, it floated out of the yard......

Smelling this aroma, even Sheng Qingqing herself was a little unbearable. She hadn't eaten roast chicken for a long time, and although the dishes in a five-star hotel were exquisite, they always lacked a taste of it.

Maybe it's because she climbed up from the bottom, and after all, she still yearns for the refreshing feeling of sitting on a barbecue stand in the middle of the night and eating barbecue with beer.

So Sheng Qingqing loves this roast chicken very much. Of course, Sheng Zhizhi also loves it very much, and the saliva is about to fall to the ground.