I’m Not a Scumbag

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Holding a plate of fried chicken, Qi Ruizhu hopped into the yard without bothering to pull the table, sat on the bench, put the plate on her knees, and picked up a chicken wing root, beautiful and beautiful. gnawed.

Crack!

After this bite, the crispy skin bursts with a pleasant crisp sound, like a wonderful movement, hitting the soul directly.

Immediately afterwards, the tender chicken was easily bitten by the teeth, and the slightly hot gravy flowed recklessly between the lips and teeth.

Tear it, a bite of crispy skin wrapped with smooth and tender chicken falls on the tip of the tongue, chew it at will, it is full of meaty aroma.

"Hush... roar..."

The fried chicken that just came out of the pan hasn't cooled down much, and it's not an ordinary hot mouth, but Qi Ruizhu doesn't care so much at all.

It was so delicious, even more delicious than the best food in her memory of twenty years.

"Shout...that's a good time!"

Qi Ruizhu couldn't stop breathing, but she couldn't stop at all.

Her two little feet also swayed happily, and she felt extremely relaxed.

In later generations, I don’t know how many experts, media, and public accounts have criticized fried foods as unhealthy, especially fried chicken is junk food, but there are still so many men, women and children rushing to it.

For no other reason than convenience and deliciousness!

It can be used as a snack, but also as a staple food, and it is very convenient.

After a hundred years, it appeared in this world in advance, and the fried chicken made with the most popular recipe may not be the most delicious, but it is definitely the most popular.

Where can Qi Ruizhu be able to resist? Every bite is extremely delicious and crisp.

The tender chicken, the crispy skin, the delicious gravy and the salty and spicy seasoning make Qi Ruizhu beautiful.

Crack! Crack!

One bite after another, one bite after another.

Qi Ruizhu couldn't stop at all.

How often has she eaten such delicious fried chicken?

Do not!

Among the major schools of traditional Chinese cuisine, there is no such thing as fried chicken.

Qi Ruizhu has never eaten it!

Just when Qi Ruizhu Meimei was tasting the fried chicken, Lin Fang had already cooked the dishes to be made.

Pickled kimchi, under the acceleration of fist strength, can already be out of the altar.

Lin Fang took a handful of pickled peppers and fry them in two sections to make pickled chicken offal.

The spicy and sour taste made Lin Fang drool.

It has been a long time since he had eaten food blessed with authentic Sichuan-style kimchi.

I miss Mr. Peng, and I miss those girls even more.

First, take the pickled pepper chicken out of the pot, and then make the roast chicken.

Chicken is the most commonly used ingredient in Chinese food. It can be seen in eight major cuisines, various local dishes or home-cooked dishes.

Roasted chicken is a classic Chongqing Jianghu dish. It is heavy and spicy, and it is a particularly delicious appetizer.

"Sniff... sniff..."

The aroma of pickled pepper chicken is relatively light, and it does not waft out of the kitchen.

The roast chicken is different. It is heavy and spicy, and the aroma is overflowing.

Even if Qi Ruizhu was chewing on the big chicken leg, her nose couldn't help sniffing around, attracted by the wafting fragrance.

She couldn't help getting up and leaned over to the kitchen door to probe her head.

"Master, what are you doing delicious? Crack..."

"Didn't I tell you already?" Lin was exasperated and funny, "Roast Chicken!"

"Crack!" I don't know why, although the chicken drumsticks are still delicious, suddenly they are not fragrant. Qi Ruizhu stared at the pot with saliva, "Master, can I taste it?"

"go out!"

"Oh..." Qi Ruizhu walked out of the back kitchen with a pouting mouth, and could only continue to nibble on the chicken legs, "The owner is too bad! Just give me chicken legs, and eat more delicious food yourself!"

Don't blame Qi Ruizhu for talking.

Fried chicken is delicious, it depends on who you compare it to.

When there is no choice, fried chicken is convenient and delicious, simply delicious.

But with the blessing of better cooking methods, even the same chicken, the attractiveness of fried chicken will quickly decline.

What's more, Lin Fang studied under Peng Zilin, a master of Sichuan cuisine, and his cooking skills have already stood on the edge of a master.

In this world, his cooking skills are improving every day.

Fried chicken is made casually to coax children, pickled pepper chicken offal and roast chicken are really carefully cooked, how can they compare?

Lin Fang took the roast chicken out of the pot, and then made the chicken blood soup.

There are usually two ways to make chicken blood soup: steaming and boiling, but Lin Fang still plans to add pickled peppers and stir-fry.

The method is similar to stir-frying pork liver. It will be out of the pot in a few seconds, and then make a tomato egg drop soup.

"Ruizhu, come and serve the dishes."

"Come on, master!"

Qi Ruizhu ran into the back kitchen with an empty plate, put the plate in the water, and ran out with two dishes.

"Is this finished?" Lin Fang looked at the empty plate with water, and he couldn't help laughing, "I didn't even leave one for me!"

Deep-fried food can make you tired after eating too much, but it is still very comfortable to eat as an appetizer.

In particular, Lin Fang's heat was well controlled, not only retaining the crispy skin of the fried chicken thigh, but also retaining the full gravy of the chicken thigh. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Now that the two big, two small and four chicken legs have all been wiped out by Qi Ruizhu, Lin Fang can only eat some serious Chinese food.

The three dishes and one pot of soup were all served on the table. Lin Fang still felt a little uneasy. He cut a plate of preserved eggs, added some minced garlic, spicy millet, and chopped green peppers, and served them up. Only then was he satisfied.

"Master, I'm sorry!" Qi Ruizhu's face was full of guilt when she saw Lin Fang's act of supplementing the vegetables, "I accidentally ate all the chicken legs, I should save you two."

"What's there to be sorry for?" Lin Fang waved his hand indifferently, "I don't like to eat."

"Liar!" Qi Ruizhu said in disbelief, "Why do you add vegetables if you don't like it?"

"Four dishes and one soup are the standard for a serious state banquet."

"What is the state banquet standard?"

"Uh...it's not important!" Lin Fang suddenly remembered that it was all a post-Republic of China stalk, "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

"Master, do you want to drink? I'll go get you a drink!"

"Forget it...I'll go!" Lin Fang was a little moved, but then dismissed the idea, it was getting late, Qi Ruizhu went out alone, it wasn't enough for him to worry about, "You stay at home, lock the door, I'm not going out. Don't open the door."

"Yeah!" Qi Ruizhu's eyes flickered for a moment, then suddenly blushed and bowed her head.

Lin Fang didn't care so much. After going out, he turned back and went out with a pole and a basket.

When he came back, Lin Fang picked out a basket of wine.

"Master, why did you drink so much?"

"Sold in bulk at the counter." Lin Fang explained, "Now we don't have enough money, so we can only sell some loose wine. When we make money, let's buy the wine shop next door and find Master to make wine by ourselves."

If coupled with the catalysis of punch, presumably the wine is also very delicious.

Lin Fang's thoughts turned, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Eat vegetables! Eat vegetables!" Lin Fang first took a chicken kidney and put it in his mouth.

Whether it is hot pot or fried, chicken kidney must pay attention to a control of the heat, and it must not be overcooked.

What I want is the fresh and tender taste of the pulp.

Especially after the pickled peppers and peppercorns have been removed, flavored, and flavored, the chicken kidneys have no fishy smell, but are full of deliciousness and fragrance. This mouthful is simply satisfying.

It is difficult for people who have never eaten chicken kidney to appreciate that special taste.

The boiled chicken kidney will be hard, although it will quickly dissolve into the **** after biting it, but it is far less good than the chicken kidney that is properly controlled and retains its fresh and tender taste.

The delicious gravy rolls on the tip of the tongue with a hint of fluffy chicken kidney, and every second of enjoyment is the ultimate taste.

Qi Ruizhu had just picked up a piece of chicken. Seeing Lin Fang's enjoyment expression, he decisively loosened his chopsticks, dropped the chicken pieces, and turned around to pick up another chicken kidney. Before Lin Fang could stop him, he threw it into his mouth.

bite!

burst!

The overflowing chicken kidney gravy burst in the mouth, and the velvety kidney meat rolled in the mouth with a light touch of the teeth.

Delicious and juicy is the perfect word to describe this chicken kidney.

"Wow! Gudu!" Qi Ruizhu couldn't help but want to scream, but quickly covered her mouth and swallowed her mouthful of gravy.

It's a great crime to waste the tiniest bit of this delicious taste.

Gum! Gum!

After swallowing two mouthfuls in succession, Qi Ruizhu sighed, "Master, what is this, it's so delicious! Why only two?"

"Of course there are only two chickens!" Lin Fang said angrily, "What kind of chicken kidneys do you eat from a girl's family? That's strong... Forget it!"

Eat whatever you eat, and be strong if you are strong.

After eating chicken kidneys, of course, you should eat chicken livers.

Pork liver is about being tender and tender, but chicken liver is not necessary.

Whether it is chicken liver, duck liver or foie gras, as poultry liver, the taste is more or less similar.

It is a little hard to cook. It is slightly hard at the beginning, but it will soon become soft and melted under the action of saliva, and it is a bit like chocolate.

Especially the special taste from hard to soft and then melted is easy to impress.

At this time, drink another sip of white wine.

Simply beautiful!

Seeing Lin Fang eating the chicken liver, Qi Ruizhu also took a piece and put it in her mouth. She wanted to swallow it in one bite. She hesitated for a moment and followed suit.

"Wow! Master, you are good at eating!" Qi Ruizhu enjoyed the mellowness brought by the slowly melting chicken liver in her mouth, and nodded, "I didn't think it was particularly delicious before eating chicken liver, but what you do is really good. It's delicious! Besides, eating a small mouth like this is more comfortable than eating a big one! It's easy to choke when you eat a big mouth, and it's very uncomfortable!"

Lin Fang: "..."

Chicken liver is like this, so why not egg yolk?

This kind of food that is slightly hard in the mouth and melts quickly needs to be eaten in small bites to truly appreciate its deliciousness.

Big mouth, isn't that Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit?

"Of course, the food should be tasted slowly, not just to fill the stomach, what do you eat so fast?"

"Hmm! Hmm! Take it slow!"

There are five kinds of ingredients: chicken kidney, chicken liver, chicken stomach, chicken intestines, and chicken heart, each with different taste.

Under the influence of pickled peppers, the deliciousness of this dish of chicken miscellaneous broke through the limit of Qi Ruizhu's imagination.

"Master, did you do it on purpose?" Qi Ruizhu was eating, and suddenly looked at Lin Fang with a look of grief and indignation, "I ate four drumsticks, it seems like I ate too much! I've only eaten a little bit now, and I feel a little full. !"

"You're greedy, and you're blaming me?" Lin Fang was a little amused. "Next time, remember that the one that's served first may not be the best. It doesn't matter if you're full, just watch me eat it!"

"Master!"

Even if Qi Ruizhu took a small sip, he only tasted the chicken offal, roast chicken, and chicken blood soup.

Can't eat too much of each.

Fried chicken thighs are quite easy to bloat.

The wonderful thing about roast chicken is that the chicken nuggets can infuse the taste into the inside of the chicken nuggets under the condition of excellent heat control. When you take a bite, it is soft, tender and fragrant, and it is full of spicy taste.

The chicken blood soup was also added with pickled peppers, but it was fried by Lin Fang to give a different taste.

The roast chicken is more spicy, the pickled pepper chicken is sour and spicy, and the chicken blood soup pays more attention to the numbness.

When the seasonings are roughly similar, the tastes are different because of the different weights.

The more Qi Ruizhu ate, the more regretful she became. She made up her mind that if Lin Fang made any more delicious food, she would have to wait until all the dishes were on the table before eating!

What Lin Fang eats, she eats!

Otherwise, it's a big loss!

After a meal, Lin Fang ate comfortably. After eating, he left Qi Ruizhu to wash the dishes. He lay down on the bamboo chair in the small courtyard, took out the Qi Nanxiang snuff bottle and put it on the tip of his nose.

The fragrant and sweet taste is wrapped around the tip of the nose, comfortable!

Lin Fang suddenly felt that he still lacked a pot of good tea.

It would definitely be more comfortable to play with this Qi Nan Xiang snuff bottle while drinking tea.

Life is too short~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When it's time to have fun.

...

When it was completely dark, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Qi Ruizhu was about to open the door, but Lin Fang stopped him and went over by himself.

As soon as the door opened, the old boatman opened his mouth wide, revealing a big yellow girl, "The shopkeeper, you really opened a shop, do you still have anything to eat? We are all starving to death!"

Lin Fang raised his eyes and saw that there were people twenty or thirty standing behind him. The old boatman actually brought people to the restaurant for dinner.

"Yes, of course!" Lin Fang stepped aside and opened the door completely, "Ruizhu, come here to greet the guests."

"Okay, boss!"

The door opened in the morning, except for an aunt who sold chicken, Lin Kee Douhua Rice did not sell a bowl of beancurd.

Unexpectedly, it was all night, but it was on people.

Going to the pier for promotion, although it caused some minor troubles, now it seems that it is still worth it.

Everyone who entered the store asked for a bowl of bean curd rice. Some people also asked for side dishes such as salted duck eggs and preserved eggs. The old boatman and a table were more luxurious, and they all specially asked for a bowl of pork with plums and vegetables.

Those who want side dishes, including old boatmen, want loose wine.

Not much, one bowl per person.

Drinking is a taste, so that the body can relieve fatigue and relax.

If they really want to let go and drink, most of them are reluctant.

There are also people who don't care about tomorrow, just ask for a jar and drink it.

Seeing that Lin Fang's beancurd shop was lively, the neighbors on the left and right were also tempted to try it, but they were finally persuaded to stop.

Until the checkout boatmen left, there were no new customers in the store.

Lin Fang didn't care, he cleaned the store, and then closed the store.

He waited for Qi Ruizhu to wash up and then fell asleep, and then got up, without going through the store door, he went straight over the wall and went out.

There is still a piece of work left in the deserted house on the riverside that needs to be resolved.