"Today, thanks to Xiao Yuanbao, he saw that something was wrong with the pig, otherwise You Mazi would not only pit Tian Mai Miao, but also the person who bought pork."

After Village Chief Zhao and Xie Xiaolian signed the title deed, they earned dozens of silver money. happily bared his teeth and entered the upper room of the Bai family, in order to contribute to the creation of a smoke-free environment for the old Bai family, he also snuffed out the smoke pot before entering the house.

After greeting Zhen with the white wooden plank, a string of praises was thrown at Xiao Fuyuan, and on behalf of the whole village, a bag of pine nut candy was given to Xiao Fuyuan as a prize.

Xiao Fuyuan was slightly curled up and lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

On a small pink face, shallow marks were pressed by the pillow, and the whole person seemed to be distressing like a milk dumpling.

Village Chief Zhao is a little sour, what kind of luck is the white plank, the person who is the master can still give birth to such a handsome girl.

He also had daughters, all of whom had already married and had children, and he was young at the time, and he didn't know how to spoil his daughters, and he was too old to spoil them.

Xiao Yuanbao seemed to smell a lemon smell in his dream.

She frowned slightly, chirped a few times, turned over and continued to sleep.

Nanguan Town, in a mansion under a big locust tree.

After reading it early in the morning, Ah Zhen went into the kitchen and startled the cooks.

"Do you know about M Kee?" Ah Zhen asked directly.

Look at me, people, and I'll look at you.

M: What's this name?

Since Xiao Fuyuan told Ah Zhen that he wanted to eat M Ji's fried chicken, Ah Zhen wrote it down, and he had already asked He Shun and Wu Xiaoying in the carriage if they knew about this shop.

Both said they hadn't heard of it.

Wu Xiaoying even said that he had never heard of this store name when he traveled all over the country. The name is out of tune, it doesn't look like a food shop at all, and it also sells fried chicken, who knows if it's a fried chicken seller or a pawnshop.

Interlaced like a mountain, He Shun and Wu Xiaoying have never heard of it, maybe the people in the kitchen know.

"Young master, is this shop you said sells gadgets or jewelry?"

Lao Li, who was in charge of kitchen cleaning, saw that Ah Zhen's eyes were full of expectation, and he boldly asked.

"Lao Li, you brain, if the young master asks for gadgets and jewelry, he can find our kitchen to ask." Aunt Zhou at the dim sum gave Lao Li a blank look, and asked Ah Zhen with a smile, "Young master, what kind of food does this shop you are talking about?" ”

Ah Zhen said: "I don't know anything else, I only know that its fried chicken is famous." ”

"Fried chicken? Master, I really haven't heard of a fried chicken restaurant called this. Lao Zhou, the kitchen manager who is also the man of Aunt Zhou, thought about it and replied, "It's rare to hear any store outside that sells fried chicken, all of them sell roast chicken and roast chicken." ”

Ah Zhen looked disappointed.

"Young master, do you want to eat fried chicken?" Lao Zhou asked.

The young master is not enthusiastic about eating, and many of the meals sent each time are sent back to the kitchen intact.

To this day, they don't know what the child likes to eat.

It's easy to order fried chicken, so it must be satisfied.

It's this M record, the name is quite weird, and I don't know where the young master heard about this shop, he wants to eat fried chicken.

Ah Zhen nodded.

He didn't want to eat it, but Yuanbao wanted to. Since I can't find M, let the cook fry it, let her taste if it is Mji, not let the chef improve.

When the people in the kitchen saw Ah Zhen nodding, their excited eyes turned red.

It's not easy!

The housekeeper He trained them to be skilled, and the food they served did not have the young master's favorite food.

As soon as I came back yesterday, I asked them why the young master ate so fragrant corn, elm, and money leaves outside, why they didn't have an appetite at home.

Wu Xiaoying brought the steamed vegetables to Lao Zhou, and he felt that it was not as delicious as the dim sum made by his mother-in-law.

The young master doesn't like to eat home food, he loves to eat wild food, what method does he have.

Now the young master has finally named something to eat, although the fried chicken sounds a bit difficult, but it is difficult for the cooks.

The young master's kitchen, that's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Liu Yishou of the chef team personally asked Ying, and he felt that this fried chicken job belonged to him.

As soon as Xiao Liu came out, no one competed.

No way, who made his grandfather the most face-saving cook in the Queen Mother.

When the Queen Mother first entered the Middle Palace, she missed a piece of eggplant made by the cook at home when she was a girl, and the palace kitchen couldn't make it. The Queen Mother picked up a chopsticks and eggplant and was so excited that she cried, and awarded Lao Liu the title of the world's kitchen god, and Lao Liu became the leader of the imperial chef from then on.

Xiao Liu's craftsmanship was taught by his grandfather himself, and he was given to Ah Zhen by the Queen Mother after leaving the school, and he personally served Ah Zhen's diet.

Ah Zhen's attitude towards food made Liu Yishou always feel that his value was not brought into play.

It's so easy to have a chance to play, and I'll sharpen my knife right now and go to kill the chicken himself.

An hour later, Liu Yiyi brought the fried chicken to Ah Zhen and laid it out.

"Master, you try it, there is an original flavor, a salt and pepper flavor, a spicy flavor, and a honey-flavored ......."

Liu Yishou introduced it with great interest, and he didn't believe that his craft could not capture a half-grown teenager.

"Wu Xiaoying, you can taste it."

Wu Xiaoying, who was standing beside Ah Zhen, smelled the fragrance of fried chicken, and swallowed saliva straight into his stomach.

Hearing Ah Zhen's order, he rubbed his fists and palms and started at the fried chicken, and first grabbed a salt-and-pepper chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

"How's it taste?" Ah Zhen asked Wu Xiaoying.

Liu Yishou wept in his heart, and he felt that he had fed the dog with the food he had carefully prepared.

What is this doing, young master?

first made a name for an unobtrusive restaurant like M, and then called fried chicken but didn't eat it, but watched Wu Xiaoying eat and listened to Wu Xiaoying's comments.

I usually don't see Young Master Ah Zhen give this guard a good face?

Is this watching mukbang? Or play with performance art?

Liu Yishou didn't understand.

"The bones are crispy and slag, the chicken skin is fragrant and oily, I eat these flavors well, and I personally like salt and pepper and plain flavor." Wu Xiaoying gave Liu a thumbs up while gnawing, "Xiao Liu, you can, of course, the craftsmanship is still worse than your grandfather, when I was a child, the Queen Mother gave my father a bowl of elbows, which was burned by your father, and I drool when I think about it now." By the way, is that elbow stewed as well as your grandfather's stew? ”

Liu Yishou: "......"

Is there such a boast?

also stewed elbows, and I won't give you Wu Xiaoying to eat for the dog.

Ah Zhenrong was unmoved by the smell of fried chicken in the room, and asked Wu Xiaoying after a long time: "Do you think there is anything to improve the taste of this fried chicken?" ”

Wu Xiaoying shook his head, it was already delicious, and it would be difficult for Xiao Liu to change it again.

Ah Zhen smiled, took out a piece of silver and gave it to Liu Yishou, and instructed: "Help me fry some of them, every flavor is required, and I will give it away." ”

Liu took the silver with one hand and rushed to kill the chicken.

"By the way, if you say that this fried chicken is not as delicious as M Ji after it is delivered, you have to pay me back this money."

Ah Zhen said with a serious face.

Wu Xiaoying held back a smile.

Liu Yishou's footsteps had just crossed the threshold, and he was crying like a storm in his heart.

How can the little young master blatantly play a scoundrel, how can there be any reason to go back with the silver rewarded.

His grandfather has served the Queen Mother for so many years, and he has not had such a bad experience.

What kind of shop is M Kee?

It seems that I have to write a letter to my grandfather in the capital, ask my grandfather if he knows, and I have to find out if I dig three feet into the ground, who in the entire catering industry dares not to give face to the world's kitchen gods.

At the foot of Nanguan Mountain, Shenshu Village.

As soon as the cold spring passed, the sky completely warmed up.

Xiao Fuyuan was taken off by Zhen's slightly bloated cotton clothes and replaced with a light blue spring shirt, and the whole person was relaxed.

Erlang sat on the special chair made by Bai Sanzhuang, and finally could "walk" freely in the yard.

Bai Zhaomei took Dalang Saburo and pushed Erlang's wheelchair to run wildly, and Erlang's laughter sprinkled throughout the yard.

"Erlang, eat sugar." Xiao Fuyuan handed the red pill in his hand to Erlang's mouth.

She was asleep, and when she woke up, she had another red pill in her hand.

"Little aunt, you eat, I won't eat." Jiro is very sensible.

"Little aunt, the pine nut candy you gave us, how did you give Erlang red sugar, I want it too." San Lang's eyes were sharp, and he found the red pill in Xiao Fuyuan's hand.

"This can only be eaten by Jiro." Kofukuen poked Saburo's forehead.

(End of chapter)