"Do you like this?"

Liu Yifei smiled and glanced at the pickled pepper phoenix feet: "Then if you want to eat it in the future, just tell me, and I'll send it to you." ”

"Have you learned how to do it?"

Jiang Xin chewed the flavorful pickled pepper phoenix claws, and nodded again and again: "That's great, this phoenix claws are too suitable for eating when reading the script, I can eat a pound alone!" ”

"Then you can't raise two catties of meat?"

Liu Yifei joked with a smile.

"Chicken feet are all skin, will they also gain weight?"

Jiang Xin stuffed the remaining half into her mouth and chewed it sweetly.

"If you eat too much, you'll definitely eat it!"

Liu Yifei said with a smile: "Brother Yi said that the same weight of chicken feet has twice as many calories as rice, and if you eat one pound of chicken feet, it is equivalent to eating two pounds of rice." ”

Jiang Xin's chewing action stopped, the chicken feet were in her mouth, and she didn't spit it out, nor did she swallow.

After a moment's hesitation, she chewed again.

"It's okay, I don't eat it every day anyway."

She swallowed the chicken feet and said with a smile: "I'll just come here to eat a little bit for the next two days, and I won't have to eat when I go back."

It's you, you follow Brother Yi every day to eat and drink spicy food, you really have to control it! ”

When Liu Yifei heard this, she couldn't help but sigh: "I've gained four pounds." ”

"Can't you see it?"

Jiang Xin looked at her, smiled and lowered her voice and quipped: "It seems to have grown in the place where it should be." ”

Liu Yifei blushed suddenly and patted her: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Xin turned around with a smile, picked up another chicken claw, and tasted it in small bites.

The first one is half a bite, and it is really enjoyable to eat.

But it was too extravagant to eat like that, and she had to taste the second one carefully.

Liu Yifei picked up the rag and wiped the water traces off the desk, while looking down.

Is it really where it should be?

It seems to be a little...

"Brother Yi, how thin do you want to cut?"

Wu Lei stood in front of the desk, smearing oil on the kitchen knife while asking Li Yi.

"Just normal thickness."

Li Yi replied casually, but found that his voice seemed to be sullen.

Looking at the sound, Li Yi was immediately shocked by Wu Lei's appearance.

Wu Lei wears black swimming goggles and an activated carbon gas mask, commonly known as a pig's nose, on his mouth and nose.

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Li Yi was amused by his look.

"What do you think?"

Wu Lei stretched out his hand and lifted a pot full of onions in front of him.

Hundreds of onions were piled up in pots and formed a hill.

Wu Lei couldn't even lift it with one hand.

Seeing this, Li Yi gave him a thumbs up: "Come on!" ”

Wu Lei also gave him a thumbs up, then grabbed an onion, threw it away, and said fiercely: "I don't believe you can still be spicy to me this time!" ”

As he spoke, he put the onion on the table and slashed it in half with a swing of his knife.

Then, the sound of him "chopping chop" and chopping onions echoed in the back kitchen.

Seeing Wu Lei cutting, Li Yi also put a soup bucket on the stove and heated it up.

In the soup bucket is a rather clear chicken soup, with a dense layer of peppercorns, chili peppers and other seasonings floating on top.

Turning on the fire to make the soup bucket burn, Li Yi looked back.

Huang Xiaoming was adding water to the cauldron, and several women were peeling the shells of [spiced quail eggs] together.

Only Chen Jianbing stood beside the desk with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling around, and like studying, watching them busy while looking left and right, looking at a loss, but it was difficult to hide his leisure.

"Teacher Chen."

Li Yi called him: "Can you come and help?" ”

"Okay."

Chen Jianbing answered, and walked over quickly.

Li Yi took him to the pantry, took out the two pots of chickens in the refrigerator, and brought them to the stove.

Chen Jianbing put down the big basin, couldn't help but lowered his head and sniffed the chicken in the basin, curious: "Huh? Is this chicken cooked? The peppercorn flavor is so strong! ”

"Well, go back to the pot again."

Li Yi explained, put the chickens into the soup bucket and soaked them.

After the chicken is in the soup, the splashed oil emits a strong pepper aroma.

Chen Jianbing watched with his hands behind his back, couldn't help but sniff a few more times, and then muttered suspiciously: "This smell is so familiar!" What kind of dish is this made? ”

Li Yi explained while getting off the chicken: "Pepper chicken." ”

"Hey! Right! It's pepper chicken! ”

Chen Jianbing clapped his hands and smiled: "I just said that this taste is very familiar." ”

With that, he leaned over to the soup bucket and took a deep breath.

But he sucked too much, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his nose.

Hurriedly turned around and covered his mouth, sneezed, took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, wiped his nose.

"Oops, this tastes so right."

He smiled and exclaimed: "This time I smelled it, I seem to have returned to the Western Regions." ”

"This is one of the six cold dishes prepared today."

Li Yi glanced at him and joked: "I'll ask you to taste it later, and see if the taste is authentic." ”

"If you smell it, it's authentic."

Chen Jianbing smelled the smell wafting from the soup bucket, and wanted to sneeze a little again, but after brewing, he didn't hit it, so he could only rub his nose.

"No wonder Lao Duan said that your cooking is delicious, now I really believe it."

Chen Jianbing said with a smile: "The last time I ate pepper chicken, I went back to the Western Regions and ate it once with my friends at that fat old man's pepper chicken."

That pepper chicken doesn't taste as fragrant as yours! You smell so good! ”

"I put a lot of materials, and the weight of the materials has a taste."

Li Yi said, and put all the chickens he took out into the soup bucket.

The chicken of pepper sesame chicken is similar to white-cut chicken, and it cannot be burned over high heat, but can only be soaked over slow heat.

Yesterday, Li Yi had already soaked all these chickens, and now he just went back to the pot, and then soaked them up to let it taste again.

Not all of these chickens are used to make [Western Regions Pepper Sesame Chicken], half of them are used to make [Saliva Chicken].

[Western Regions Pepper Sesame Chicken] and [Saliva Chicken] come from the same source, both of which belong to the flavor type of Sichuan cuisine.

Sichuan cuisine itself has the dish of [pepper chicken], but after it was passed to the Western Regions, it was improved by the local area into pepper chicken with Western Regions characteristics.

The Western Regions style [Pepper Sesame Chicken] does not have the red oil of Sichuan-style pepper sesame chicken, but uses braised soup and pepper sesame oil to increase the flavor.

It looks lighter, but the taste is not blander than the Sichuan style, and even thicker.

After putting all the chickens in, Li Yi asked Chen Jianbing to stand in front of the pot.

Chen Jianbing was very realistic, and after agreeing to Li Yi, he stood motionless in front of the pot, staring at the soup in the pot.

Soon, he saw that the soup in the soup bucket began to bubble slightly, so he immediately called Li Yi over as Li Yi explained.

Seeing that the soup was slightly open, Li Yi turned off the fire.

The chickens are cooked, and the soup is boiled just to sterilize them.

After boiling, you only need to soak it at residual temperature and slowly soak the flavor into the chicken.

"Aren't you alright?"

Chen Jianbing looked at the whole chicken floating in the pot and asked.

Seeing his somewhat eager expression, Li Yi smiled and asked, "Do you want to taste it?" ”

This time I asked Chen Jianbing's heart.

With a smile, he nodded and admitted, "Well, I want to taste it." ”

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