Chapter 220: Three Yellow Chickens

As soon as the stainless steel lid is lifted, the aroma of hot food wafts out.

There is a saying that dragon meat is not fragrant when it is full, and it is like a delicacy to eat bran when it is hungry. Not to mention the steaming meal, even if it is green vegetables and white porridge, it is estimated that everyone will be happy.

At first glance, Chen Lao's family banquet seems to have no characteristics, but it is just green vegetables, white-cut chicken, sauced duck, boiled prawns, plum vegetables and pork, and a pot of porridge...... It's all ordinary dishes, and there's nothing unusual about it. But after eating, someone immediately ate something different: "Old Chen, your meal seems to be quite famous, this chicken is very good!"

It was Zeng Lao who spoke, although his study of feng shui was not as thorough as that of this dry feng shui master, but he was absolutely confident in eating.

Before Chen Lao could answer, Lin Chao preemptively said: "Can it be bad? This is the authentic Douzhou (county-level city Xin (xin) Yi, formerly known as Douzhou, now under the jurisdiction of Mao (Mao) famous city) of the three yellow chickens, no feed feeding, eat pure natural rice bran, corn, cassava, sweet potatoes and so on, chickens are free to forage in the fields and hills, go to the ground to breed, do you say okay?"

"Wow, that's a rare goodie!"

As soon as Lin Chao said this, even Zhang Yuanfu, who has a net worth of 100 billion, felt that this chicken was very rare, but he still had questions: "This ...... Isn't Douzhou still some distance away from Gao Prefecture?"

"Boss Zhang, now that the traffic is so developed, it won't take a few hours to go to Douzhou, right? Besides, after the opening of the Baomao Expressway, it will take two hours to reach Douzhou. I just don't know how far Chen Lao ran for this chicken. Lin Chao said with a smile, and by the way, he sandwiched another piece of white-cut chicken.

Chen Lao smiled indifferently and said: "It's nothing, it's all some local chicken farms that go to Douzhou to buy chicken breeds, I gave the chicken farm owner a little money, and asked him to bring a few back by the way." It's not very authentic, after all, it has been raised here in Gao (gao) for so long. ”

"Hahaha......" Everyone was amused by Chen Lao's words, and they ate more energetically.

Tang Chen was really in urgent need of replenishing energy, so he didn't speak all the time, he was eating.

I sandwiched a piece of white-cut chicken, put it in my mouth and bit it, only to feel that the meat in the mouth is tender, the bone is soft and crispy, and because it is a white-cut chicken, the skin is golden, fragrant and refreshing.

Zhang Yuanfu is old in the end, although he is a little hungry, but after eating a little food, he feels that he can't eat anymore, so he has to put down the chopsticks and watch everyone feast.

Chen Lao seemed to be the same, but after eating two or three pieces of chicken and drinking a bowl of porridge, he also stopped his chopsticks and watched everyone gobble up with a smile.

Zhang Yuanfu saw that Chen Lao was also a "bosom friend", and hurriedly said: "Chen Lao, why don't you eat it?"

"I've always eaten a lot, just in moderation. Boss Zhang, why didn't you eat it, could it be that the food was not to your taste?" asked Chen Lao suspiciously.

Zhang Yuanfu smiled: "I'm also the same as you, Old Chen, I can't eat too much." But these three yellow chickens have left a deep impression on me! Old Chen, I don't know what the origin of these three yellow chickens is?"

"Don't you know the Three Yellow Chickens?" Chen Lao was stunned for a moment, and then relieved, "Oh, yes, you are an overseas Chinese, it's normal not to know." The name of these three yellow chickens is a bit big, known as the first of the three famous chickens in Guangdong Province, and the legend is that the name is still set by the emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty. Because of the characteristics of yellow feet, yellow mouth, and yellow fur, it is called three yellow chickens. At the beginning of liberation, there was a farmer in Huaixiang, Douzhou, raised a nine-pound local three-yellow chicken, the chicken was very beautiful, energetic, the farmer was reluctant to slaughter, he had a whim, wrapped in a cage and sent it to Kyoto to the head of state, the head of state saw that the chicken was of good quality, and immediately instructed the staff to send the chicken to the Canton Fair exhibition that year, and the result was the first place, won the gold medal, and the three-yellow chicken became famous in the world since then......"

When Zhang Yuanfu heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect this chicken to have such a background, it's not simple, it's not simple!"

Chen Lao proudly introduced: "This chicken is good, but this green vegetable is even better." This is the vegetable grown by the villagers of Changtang Village, and it is drenched with farmhouse fertilizer, which is the most natural. The duck is a domestic reed duck, and the buckle meat is made from local pigs, which is pure natural food, and it is still very difficult for you to eat it outside!"

When Zhang Yuanfu heard this, he couldn't help but take another piece of duck meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and nodded: "Not bad......"

Lin Chao was drinking a bowl of porridge, and suddenly put down the bowl and said, "Old Chen, you can put scallops (sun-dried scallops) in the porridge, why do you still put vermicelli in it?"

Zhang Yuanfu almost didn't squirt out the things in his mouth: "Ahem, cough, Xiaolin, isn't this a fan?"

Lin Chao was stunned: "What is not a fan?"

Tang Chen finally ate half full, and at this time he freed his mouth and gave him a blank look: "Please, is this shark fin, okay? If you don't have knowledge, don't open your mouth, no one treats you as a dumb ......"

Lin Chao was not convinced: "I am ashamed to ask if it's okay, who knows this...... What the hell is shark fin?"

Chen Lao smiled: "Don't make any noise, whether it's vermicelli or shark fin, isn't it the same to eat it in your stomach?"

"Old Chen's words make sense!" Lin Chao knew that it was shark fin, and he ate even more happily. This is a rare opportunity, if he is allowed to eat shark fin porridge by himself, it is estimated that he will be reluctant.

Zeng Lao smiled and said: "Old Chen, your pot of porridge also has a lot of origins!"

Chen Lao was a little surprised: "Oh, you can see it?"

"I ate it. Zeng Lao said with a smile, "This porridge not only contains fresh shrimp, scallops, shark fins, and fresh abalone, right? The most important thing is that there are also a lot of iron maple buckets in it, tsk, this pot of porridge alone is worth tens of thousands of yuan." ”

Lin Chao was taken aback: "So expensive? Even if it's shark fin abalone porridge, it's not so expensive?"

"Little brother, you don't understand this, just this iron maple bucket is already worth this price. I guess Chen Lao was afraid that the taste of the tin maple bucket would be too strong, so he put so much seafood to dilute its bitter taste, right?"

Chen Lao looked at Zeng Lao, who was full of confidence, and suddenly smiled: "I know that I can't hide it from you!"

Can eat all the iron maple buckets, isn't it a glutton?

Zeng Lao smiled bitterly: "The taste of the iron maple bucket, I have eaten it once, and it is estimated that no one can forget it." ”

Zhang Yuanfu said meaningfully: "Brother Zeng, don't be in the blessing and don't know the blessing, although the taste of this iron maple bucket is not very good, but the effect is very good." I don't know how many people haven't eaten it yet, and they can't afford to eat it!"

Hearing this, Lin Chao, who was full of suspicion, interjected: "Boss Zhang, what is this iron maple bucket, why is it so expensive?"

(End of chapter)