The First Family of Tang Dynasty

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Cheng Chubi's face went black. God's one multiplying one multiplying one, it's not as good as one plus one plus one, it can be equal to three at any rate.

When Cheng Chubi saw the earnestly listening expressions of the kitchen people, he was the idol of the kitchen people in the Lu Guo Mansion, so he couldn't get angry.

And you have to convince people with reason, well, this annoying number is unusable.

Cheng Chubi stood with his hands in his hands and smiled calmly, poking his fingers on the chicken breast.

"It's not like you, you see, chicken is very fresh, its freshness is two, and shiitake mushrooms are also very fresh, its freshness is about three."

"The shrimp skins are also very fresh, and the freshness can also be three. Now you can multiply them with each other and you can get the freshness of the chicken essence, understand?"

"So, it seems that the villain's knowledge is too shallow, thanks to the son's advice." Mei Xiaochu quickly remedied, flattering wildly.

Cheng Chubi smiled slightly. It seems that the baby of Chef Mei's family should have read books. At least the nonsense is not so blunt, and he still knows the literary words.

After receiving it, he started to do it. Blanch chicken breast, add spices and rice wine to remove fishy. Cook until cooked, no bloodshots can be taken out.

Then use a stick to roll it into shredded chicken and chop very finely. The shiitake mushrooms on the side are also finely chopped, and the shrimp skin is also processed.

After that, the baking is carried out, and it has to be baked until the ingredients are dried to a crispy state.

Then it was poured into a large stone mortar and began to be hammered repeatedly until it became a very fine powder.

Cheng Chubi took a small spoon, scooped up a small half of the spoon, and passed it into his mouth.

Everyone focused their gazes on Cheng Chubi's face, watching the third son after a full taste of more than ten breaths.

Only then slightly nodded to Cheng Ji and Mei Xiaochu. "You guys have a taste..."

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Xiaochu Mei couldn't wait to scoop up a small spoonful and wiped it all into his mouth.

In an instant, Xiao Chu Mei's eyes suddenly opened, and he felt it.

A strong scent that I had never felt before, suddenly on the taste buds, exploded in the mouth.

What kind of taste it is, it is beyond words to describe.

Xiao Chu Mei looked at the chicken essence powder in the stone mortar in shock, and then took another look at Cheng Chubi, who had already known this result.

"Mei has tasted the most delicious taste in the world in her life, than the fish soup in Yuyanlou.

And the umami flavor of this chicken essence gives me the feeling that it is like condensing a whole large bowl of fish soup into such a small spoon..."

"The villain really can't describe it, but the feeling that this chicken essence gives to the villain is almost in the bones." Cheng Ji admired the whole body.

Cheng Chubi smiled contentedly and asked people to come over with a glass of water. Then scoop a small spoonful of chicken essence in and stir slowly.

Seeing that there was still more obvious suspended matter inside, he let the handyman continue to hammer and scoop.

During the rest of the day, the family of Lu Guo Gong's Mansion was sitting neatly in the hall again. It was already noon, and Cheng Lao San had not yet appeared.

"Where is your third brother? Could it be that he helped in the kitchen again?" Cheng Yaojin asked after pouring a cup of Chengfu's secret Sanle syrup to quench his thirst.

Old Four Cheng replied loudly. "The third brother said that today he will make the most delicious broth in the world to offer to Dad."

"Really? That dad has a good fortune. It seems that the third child has not been wronged in the East Palace today, otherwise it is impossible to go home and go to the kitchen."

"Father, look at what you said, who would dare to bully our old Cheng family." Cheng Chumo said unwillingly.

"The third child went to the East Palace, not in the army. Inside the army, who is the one who has the hardest fist." 19th Floor Literature

"But in a place like the East Palace, what you are paying attention to is your sharp lips, alas..." Cheng Chuyai said in a worried and authentic manner.

"This child is too real and honest. Dad is afraid that he will suffer a loss when dealing with those literati who like to stabbing people with soft knives."

While talking, Cheng Chubi was proud to lead Jia Ding to deliver soup.

Cheng Yaojin looked at his son with kind eyebrows, stroking the needle-like thick beard with great comfort.

"I said the third child, you kid, you had a busy day at the beginning of the job yesterday, and today you are making soup for your family. It is really intentional."

"Where did Dad say, Dad, you taste it first, eldest brother and second brother, how about you all taste this broth?"

Cheng Chubi proudly watched Cheng Yaojin wait for Cheng Jiaerlang to pick up the spoon and start drinking soup.

I saw the old man taking a sip of soup and a sip of wine. A sip of wine and soup.

"Yeah, this soup tastes good, the youngest, let Cheng Ji serve the staple food quickly, don't leave your three brothers who are about to bury their faces in the soup bowl hungry."

A big bowl of corn was brought up, and Cheng Chubi saw his kind father incarnate in a bottomless pit.

In a few mouthfuls, he swept the bowl of soup into his stomach, and then began to devour it.

The eldest brother and the second elder brother are all learning, and the four, five, six and three younger brothers are not to be outdone. They look like a wolf and make Cheng Chubi look black.

In the imaginary kind, the scene of a family yelling too fragrantly, and then giving their thumbs up like a thumbs-up, there is no possibility that it will appear.

Some people are just dealing with the piles of big fish and meat like a raging cloud.

The expressions of the family made Cheng Chubi, the most beautiful cub of the Cheng family, a strong psychological gap, and he took a sip of the broth in front of him.

Yes, this taste is much more delicious than the soup stewed at home in the past, so everyone in the kitchen says it is fresh.

But my father and the five brothers were untouched, only knowing to eat and drink...

"The third child, why don't you eat the third child?"

After immersing himself in the half of a leg of lamb, he leaned back and drained a cup of Cheng Yaojin's secret three-leaf pulp.

Seeing the youngest three got up with an empty expression and walked out of the hall, I couldn't help being a little confused. What's wrong with this kid?

"The child has no appetite, he is full, dad, eat slowly."

Cheng Chubi reluctantly turned his head and smiled, his heart full of loss and confusion decided to go back to the house to rest.

"Father, what is the third child? It seems that you are not in a good mood?" Cheng Chuliang also expressed concern.

"Perhaps it was in the East Palace. Something that didn't go well..." Cheng Yaojin felt the oil stains, quite sorrowful and authentic.

"Father, why didn't the youngest tell you?" Cheng Chu wiped his mouth silently. "Why don't I ask the third child."

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sit down for me. A man has a bad face, so he has to carry some things by himself. If he has done it, he is a man."

Cheng Yaojin bit a piece of meat viciously and chewed slowly in his mouth. "Even if you can't handle it if you have something, isn't there a father there?"

After swallowing the meat, Cheng Yaojin narrowed his eyes, like a beast choosing people and devouring them. "Boss, second..."

"The kid is here."

"After lunch, go out and look for your old brother to walk around and see what news there is in the East Palace. Forget the small things, if it's big, Dad will take care of it."

"No!" Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang obediently.

On the wall of the front hall of the Cheng family where swords, guns and halberds were hung, the burly and majestic figure of Cheng biting Jin appeared...

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