Hearing the old man Henry's request on Wednesday, he only pondered for a moment, and then laughed silently, if it was left to the Western chef, it would be a big problem, but for the Chinese chef, it could not be simpler. Thinking of this, Wednesday turned his head and smiled: "Old man, how is your appetite?"

"Hmph, don't look at you and me, there is no problem with two big pheasants in one meal!" The old man's temper is not small, and he seems to be on the same page as Wednesday.

Wednesday laughed, "Okay, then I'll make a Babao chicken for you to see." ”

"Babao chicken, what kind of chicken is that?" asked the white-bearded old man Hendry, although he looked arrogant, but still curious.

Wednesday laughed, "You can just look at it, but I need some materials, you can help prepare some." ”

"You say," the white-bearded old man nodded, "as long as you open your mouth, there is nothing you can't find." ”

Hearing this, Wednesday secretly sneered, joking, if he really wanted it, there would be more than a few rare ingredients. Although this continent is rich in ingredients, the people of this continent do not have the habit of eating strange ingredients, so naturally they have no reserves. It's like a soft-shelled turtle, they asked for it on Wednesday, and they returned it.

Soft-shelled turtles are not uncommon, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are soft-shelled turtles, and they can also be fished on the spot. What if you want pangolins, sea cucumbers and abalone on Wednesday? Even if they are caught now, it will be half a year later when they come back from the beach.

However, I came here on Wednesday to complete the task, not to fight with these people, so in the face of the old man Hendry's boasting, I didn't compete, just smiled and said the ingredients I needed one by one.

Babao chicken belongs to a famous dish in Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, the whole chicken is deboned, add dripping shiitake mushrooms, soaked scallops, lotus seeds, glutinous rice, winter bamboo shoots, ham, dried shrimp and other ingredients, and then steamed in the pot. After steaming, the chicken is fragrant and tender. The eight treasures have a strong taste, which is beneficial to qi and replenishes deficiency, strengthens the spleen and warms the stomach.

It's just that there are really no dried scallops and dried shrimp here, and on Wednesday, I was afraid that these people would not be used to eating seafood, so they replaced it with pork, and the selected pork belly was suitable for fat and thin. Chopped into minced meat and wrapped in lettuce, it is also two treasures.

Half an hour later, all the ingredients are ready, and on Wednesday they are stuffed into the belly of a tender chicken with the bones removed and the feet chopped off, then the neck is tied in a knot, sealed and steamed.

When the chicken is ripe, drain it from a plate on Wednesday, then put it in a hot pot of lard and fry it until the chicken is yellow. Then take it out and use a knife to make two cuts on the whole chicken's body. With his movements, the fragrance in the chicken's belly suddenly came out.

The aroma of lettuce and shiitake mushrooms is accompanied by the richness of the pork belly and the fragrance of the muscles that permeate the whole kitchen at once, especially the fusion of several flavors that bridge to the good, and this smell alone can make people drool.

"It's so fragrant—" The white-bearded old man, Hendry, sniffled vigorously with an intoxicated expression. In fact, when the whole chicken was still steaming in the pot, the old man couldn't bear it anymore and kept circling around the steamer. It was steamed for two hours, half of which he spent wandering there.

See steaming hot at this time. The fragrant chicken belly, where can I still hold back, and asked eagerly, "Is it okay to eat?"

Wednesday coughed, "Wait a minute, there's one more formality," he said, and then he boiled some sesame oil in a hot pan. Then it snorted and poured into the belly of the chicken cut with a knife. With this sneer, a stronger fragrance rose, and even Wednesday couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Is this okay?" and the white-bearded old man Hendry had already grabbed his chopsticks and knife and fork, looking impatient.

Wednesday coughed again, "We'll have to wait." As he spoke, he prepared a spice and served it on the table.

Looking at the plate of Babao chicken with bright color and rich fragrance in front of him, the white-bearded old man Hendry took a long breath, and then scooped a mouthful of glutinous rice with a spoon and put it in his mouth. It's just that the dishes that have just come out of the pot are still very hot, especially the glutinous rice is at a higher temperature, because it is not easy to dissipate heat.

So the old man Hengdry stuck out his tongue in one bite, but he was reluctant to spit it out, so he pounded a mouthful of glutinous rice mixed with chicken, pork, mushrooms, vegetables and many other fragrances in his mouth, and swallowed it in a few seconds.

But even after being scalded like this, the old man still couldn't wait to kill the whole chicken on the plate, but this time he learned his lesson, picked up a piece of chicken, and blew it before putting it in his mouth.

"It's delicious, sure enough, there is a hand," after gobbling up most of them, the old man finally remembered Wednesday's cook, and stretched out a thumbs up to him, "Not bad, yes, but it doesn't seem to be very difficult to make zuò, old man, I looked at it, and I felt that I could make it." ”

Wednesday smiled, "That's your talent, but, this dish seems simple, but the selection of ingredients and heat is very particular, so many ingredients are matched together, the number of ingredients and the selection of ingredients themselves is a problem, and the heat is more important, the heat is a little bigger, the ingredients will collapse, the heat is slightly smaller, and the taste is uneven." ”

"And so much more?" asked the old man curiously.

"That's natural," Wednesday said proudly, "although this dish has high requirements for heat, but it is not extreme, some dishes have extremely high requirements for heat, the cooking time must be accurate to the second, and some dishes even need to calculate the time of serving, only the top gourmets can feel the difference." ”

What was said on Wednesday is not an exaggeration at all, and some of the foodies who are particular about it know it. But for the people on this continent, it was like listening to a book from heaven, and the white-bearded old man shook his head vigorously, "Really fake? ”

Wednesday grinned, "You have to have an appetite, I will make it for you in the future, I can make whatever I want, as long as there are ingredients." ”

"That's what you said," the old man nodded, "Then you can cook here in peace, with me, no one dares to bully you." ”

Wednesday's heart moved, what status does this old man have in the palace, is it equivalent to the head of the imperial dining room? If this is the case, he can be regarded as a person. Because the imperial dining room is directly responsible for the food and drink of the emperor and empress and others, it is an absolutely loyal and caring person, and it may be used in this palace when it will be used.

Thinking of this, Wednesday smiled, "Don't worry, I don't have any other skills, but I haven't met many opponents in this one-handed cooking skill, and I guarantee that you will eat happily," he said and asked in a low voice: "Look, I'm a newcomer, and I'm not familiar with the situation in the palace......"

The meaning of Wednesday is obvious, it is to let the old man point out a few words to him, and at the same time, he also wants to test the identity of the old man to see what the identity of this white-bearded old man with cowhide coaxing.

It's just that the old man didn't seem to hear it, waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, you can go out, go out and turn right, the fourth room in the second row is yours, and in the future, your range of activities will be limited to this courtyard, and you must not take a step out without an order, otherwise those guards don't care what your identity is." ”

Looking at the white-bearded old man who lowered his head and continued to gnaw on the chicken legs, Wednesday cursed in his heart, but nodded vigorously with a courteous smile on his face, "Okay, okay, you continue, if there is anything to order," he said and slowly turned around and left the kitchen, then went out and turned right to find the fourth room in the second row.

This room is spacious, with a small living room and a small bedroom, although the decoration is simple, but it is very clean and tidy, and it is obvious that someone has been cleaning up. It's just that he can't go in and out of this courtyard, which makes Wednesday very depressed, he is here to save people, but he is not really here to be a cook.

What's the point of him getting in if he stays here and can't let him in? Just as he was thinking about how to find Chrissy and his daughter and get them out, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Wednesday subconsciously became vigilant, and just wanted to hide, but as soon as he thought that his current identity was an ordinary chef, he immediately quieted down and wandered around the bedroom as if he hadn't found anything.

"Excuse me, are you the new Mr. Bryant?" a soft voice came from the doorway, "I'm a maid here, how can I help you?"

Wednesday pretended to be taken aback, looked back at the girl in the green dress who was less than twenty years old, and coughed: "Yes, I'm Kobe, Kobe Bryant, ahem, there is no need for help for the time being, it's just that I still don't know what's going on, what am I doing here?"

The girl in the green dress covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Of course it's cooking, otherwise what are you doing here?"

"Of course I know it's cooking, and I can't do anything but cook, but the question is, why me? How long am I going to stay here?Who do I cook for......?" "Of course I know it's cooking, and I can't do anything but cook," he said, looking innocent.

"Hehe......" The girl in the green dress seemed to think Wednesday's appearance was funny, and after covering her mouth and laughing, she bit her red lip and explained: "Naturally, it is for the king and the princess to cook and eat, the princess has always been making trouble to eat Chinese food, as for how long you want to stay here, I really don't know, the rest depends on the need." ”

Wednesday sighed, "Okay, I know this is the Imperial Palace, and I can't come and go at will, but the question is, I can only live in such a small courtyard for the rest of my life?"

"Of course not," the girl in the green dress shook her head vigorously, "Usually the jurisdiction is not so strict, we used to go out of the palace to play, but the situation has not been good recently, so you can't move around at will for the time being, you may have to stay here for a while." ”

When I heard this on Wednesday, my mind moved slightly, and I made a bored expression, "What's wrong?" (To be continued......)