Chapter Twenty-Three: Braised Chicken Rice
After Shen Mengxiang, who had a pure appearance, twisted her ass and left, Wang Daqi was still reluctant to give up, and set his eyes on the woman's back.
It wasn't until the door was closed that Wang Daqi said to Li Chuanshui: "Did you see it?" Punctual enough, right? This temperament, the absolute goddess! ”
Listening to Wang Daqi's words with the smell of toad oil, Li Chuanshui was very disapproving, he originally wanted to tell Wang Daqi "Your goddess, someone else's bus", but after thinking about it, he didn't say it after all.
Touching the still hot yellow stewed chicken, Li Chuanshui asked Wang Daqi and said, "Daqi, are you here to eat chicken and rice, or are you here to see the girl!"
"This ......" Wang Daqi said calmly: "Of course, it is both, and looking at this beauty and the prepared dishes, I feel very inspired."
"Inspirational? What are you inspired for? Li Chuanshui was stunned.
Speaking of this, Wang Daqi's voice became much quieter, and then told Li Chuanshui: "Don't be afraid of brothers' jokes, I like this boss lady for a day or two, my biggest goal now is to become a successful person, and then marry Shen Mengxiang, so that she only cooks chicken and rice for me every day."
"Hmmm! This dream is good. Li Chuanshui smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "When the spare tire is not afraid of dragging oil bottles, you are very conscious of being a toad."
"Drag the oil bottle?" Wang Daqi scratched his head, and then said with twelve points of puzzlement: "Who?"
Seeing Wang Daqi's ignorant expression, Li Chuanshui pointed to the little girl at the front desk, Shen Niu, and said, "She! Isn't she Shen Mengxiang's daughter? ”
Li Chuanshui's words instantly made Wang Daqi like five thunders, and after a while, the heartbroken Wang Daqi stumbled and asked, "Niu'er is Mengxiang's daughter?" No...... Right? I always thought they were sisters. ”
"Well, single mothers! I've just heard from other gourmets. Li Chuanshui said with a look of understanding: "Shen Mengxiang is so well maintained, and it is very likely that she has undergone plastic surgery, and it is normal for you to admit your mistakes......
After that, Li Chuanshui didn't say much, and Daqi felt as if he had been taken out of his heart.
And when Wang Daqi looked dazed, Li Chuanshui was engrossed in studying Shen Mengxiang's yellow stewed chicken.
Although he didn't dare to compliment Shen Mengxiang as a woman, Li Chuanshui had to pay attention to this yellow stewed chicken.
After all, this is something made by Zhao Shuirong, the "God of Southern Kitchen", and this Zhao Shuirong is said to be the best chef in the ranks of chefs.
Shen Mengxiang's yellow stewed chicken dares to sell 388 copies, in addition to the fact that she can twist her ass, there are definitely other secrets in it.
With the excitement of finding out, Li Chuanshui stared at the sealed lid of the yellow stewed chicken, took a closer look, and then suddenly uncovered it.
And at the moment when the lid of the casserole was slammed open, Li Chuanshui not only smelled the unusual heat, but also saw something even more shocking in an instant.
Shen Mengxiang's yellow stuffy chicken...... I saw the fragrance but not the heat.
According to the high overlook, Li Chuanshui saw that this yellow stewed chicken was composed of the weight of half a clay chicken, its meat was compact, the soup oil was red and bright, and it was draped with beautiful green peppers, red peppers, and carrots.
Those fine three threads, decorated among the fresh and delicate chicken pieces, are simple and high-profile, and those who look at them in an instant are pleasing to the eye, and their index fingers are moving.
Because of the accident, there is no moisture, this yellow stuffy chicken did not bring Li Chuanshui any steaming discomfort when the lid was opened, and the red thick juice soaked in the soup baked on Li Chuanshui's face, and even gave people a slightly warm comfort.
This kind of soothing is really like ...... The beauty's plain hands, such as the texture of silk, are so real that they can't be real, and every time you smell them, they can make people crispy to the bones.
The skill of being able to materialize the delicacy to such an extent, Li Chuanshui saw it for the first time, and in addition to the fact that he had been waiting for Wang Daqi for a long time before, it made the hunger in his heart even more irrepressible.
So, after seeking Wang Daqi's consent, Li Chuanshui put the bowl of rice distributed into half a yellow stuffy chicken and carefully draped it, followed by breaking the bibimbap into two halves, and put them in the chicken bowl and rice bowl respectively, and then moved the chopsticks at the same time with Wang Daqi, and couldn't help but taste it.
Although Li Chuanshui is very hungry, as a top foodie, he naturally will not forget his ability and goal.
When eating, Li Chuanshui was particularly concentrated, and when he took a bite of the yellow and stuffy chicken nuggets, his mind also started with all his strength, carefully tasting the glutinous aroma of the chicken nuggets, and at the same time imitating the extremely delicious production of this chicken nuggets.
The moment the yellow stewed chicken was eaten, Li Chuanshui instantly felt that it was delicious!
The moment your teeth touch the chicken, the chewiness that stretches out between the soft and glutinous shells of the chicken is like a net, and you feel that all the moisture and fragrance are caught in the net.
Completely different from the firm and slippery touch of the chicken skin, the chicken after the chicken skin is as soft and delicate as a soup sponge, not only does not have the dry and lean woody taste of chicken, but also has more of a tender richness.
When Li Chuanshui's teeth passed through the skin of the chicken and through the chicken, the heavy touch contained in the chicken also exploded in an instant.
Suddenly, all kinds of spices mixed in the chicken flashed in Li Chuanshui's mind like a hit, shiitake mushrooms, bell peppers, chili peppers, egg fragrance, meat sauce, sugar, cooking wine...... Everything is so natural.
And to Li Chuanshui's special surprise, the chicken in this dish was not blocked by the pieces of meat.
This...... But it's amazing, it's abnormal.
People who have stewed meat must know that a pot of meat, the more compact the meat, the more untasty, and the more tendons and brains, the more fragrant and delicious.
This principle is caused by the fact that the meat itself is tightly wrapped in a compact place, and the core temperature is low, so it is not easy to absorb the flavor and enter the fire.
Although the principle is simple, this problem is the biggest problem of stewing large pieces of meat, and basically no chef can solve it well.
But what stunned Li Chuanshui was that this problem did not exist on Shen Mengxiang's yellow stewed chicken, although her yellow stewed chicken was large, it had the same taste inside and outside, just right and not disturbed by the fire.
This is really an incomprehensible craft! So much so that even though Li Chuanshui has the skill of "reversing fire", he can't do it.
Delicious in the mouth, questions in the heart, in the face of this half of the unique yellow stewed chicken, Li Chuanshui for the first time "reversed" not out!
At this moment, it was a little difficult for Li Chuanshui, but at this time, Li Chuanshui's embarrassment did not make Wang Daqi stop his pace.
"Suck, squeak", Wang Daqi stuffed his teeth, first ate the best chicken, then dipped the steamed buns in the soup, and finally reluctantly wrapped the chicken bones and chicken racks, and also chewed and swallowed.
In this disorienting delicacy, Wang Daqi was half happy, and then he stared at the beautiful and innocent mother and daughter on the counter, and said with a look of longing and regret: "Food, beauty, beautiful life!" Every time I finish eating, I feel full of firepower, and the previous haze has also faded and dispersed. Ay! The food of the goddess, wonderful......"
Wang Daqi's sigh suddenly woke up Li Chuanshui, who was looking for the secret recipe for cooking in confusion.