Is it really so delicious?

Coach Ma looked at Coach Liu and was so intoxicated that he didn’t understand.

Where to go where good food can be eaten, it is not something to fill the stomach.

Although he thought so, he did not say it.

He picked up a piece of roast chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, and the umami taste of the chicken erupted at that moment went straight to his head.

The delicate and lubricated skin of the chicken, with a gentle bite, oozes a rich taste of oil, and the touch is incredibly soft and rotten.

Is this the taste of chicken?

I have been listening to everyone talk about the delicious food in a canteen.

None of him paid attention to what to eat every day.

It wasn’t until the chicken reached his mouth that he knew that a stuffed meal and a delicious meal were not the same thing at all.

The former is just the food you need to be alive, and the latter is what it means to be alive!

“Delicious, huh?”

After Coach Liu saw that he had eaten a piece of chicken and did not move, he asked with a smile.

Everyone knows what kind of person Coach Ma is.

This meal will break the stereotype of Coach Ma.

As a teacher of Huada, how can anyone still not eat Xu Ming’s craft, that is really a great loss.

The only thing that answered him was the scene of the horse coach gulping down the meat.

Smooth and tender chicken should be eaten in such a big mouthful, and after eating the chicken, you can also use the soup to bibimbap, without any ambiguity.

Yesterday, the temperature suddenly dropped, and everyone changed into autumn clothes overnight.

At this moment, many people in the canteen ate and even took off their coats.

One person was holding an iron basin in his hand and eating rice, and when he looked at it, he felt that the incense was not good.

On the other hand, Ge Dazhuang let his parents know why he was fat.

At nine o’clock in the morning, they were taken to the campus for a walk, and then when they saw someone queuing, they immediately took them to the queue.

“It’s only 10 o’clock before you start queuing up at the cafeteria?”

Ge Daqiang frowned and asked.

Is the competition in schools so big now, and it is necessary to queue up so early for a meal?

“Nowhere else to use it, this is a small canteen that tastes good, so you have to queue up.”

Ge Dazhuang explained to his parents that he would have to wait more than an hour before the meal began.

Usually it is almost 10 o’clock, and the queue of people will come one after another.

Not long after, there was a person who bought on behalf of the person who came to queue, which was because he didn’t have time to ask someone to come and help queue ah.

What an operation than a commotion.

Ge Dazhuang was very curious about who invited the agent to buy, and kept paying attention until the canteen opened and saw a man running over at 11 o’clock.

This person is our strength.

Dali has a class this morning, in fact, it will not end until about 11:30 or 12 o’clock, but he wants to eat.

First I placed an order on the website to find someone to queue, then looked at it until 11 o’clock, and sneaked out of the class to eat.

“Thanks, I’ve transferred the money.”

The boy who ran on behalf of him was happy to give up his position.

Just help line up, there is a 100 yuan errand fee, this single does not lose!

Xu Ming was already preparing dishes in the canteen at this moment.

The most braised pork ordered every day, he usually makes a pot in advance, and then someone orders it and processes it in one piece.

Put the braised pork directly in a casserole dish and add it for about 10 minutes, and the dish will be served.

Usually if he can prepare dishes in advance and does not affect the taste, he will prepare them in advance.

There will never be a phenomenon of too much preparation and no selling.

The cats, cats, dogs and dogs near the canteen did not have leftovers to eat, which were specially prepared by Xu Ming

“A portion of chicken drizzled in oil.”

Hu Haitao saw the dish ordered by the guests, and he never ate it.

When Xu Ming heard the name of the dish, the recipe automatically appeared in his mind.

I took a pickled tender hen from the cold room and came out.

Then use bamboo grates to the bottom, put the chicken in a casserole, add peppercorns, soy sauce, cooking wine, rock sugar and water, bring to a boil on high heat, then reduce the heat and simmer until soft and rotten, then remove and drain.

The so-called oil shower here is to hook the simmered whole chicken with an iron hook to hook the wings, hold the hook handle to suspend the oil surface, use a hand spoon to scoop the boiling oil on the chicken, first drizzle the chicken body, chicken legs, and then drizzle the chicken back, chicken head, the thick part of the meat to be drizzled several times, until the chicken skin is crispy and dark red.

The chicken had been simmering in the casserole for almost an hour, and the aroma was already extremely strong, the hot oil was splashed, the salty taste was more prominent, and there was a smell of fried chicken skin.

The method of oil-drizzling chicken is still very troublesome, and this dish is only available in general hotel restaurants.

After doing this, the chicken is also placed on the cutting board, removing the sternum, spine and legs, wing bones, chopping off the foot claws, splitting the chicken head and neck from it, cutting it into pieces, stir-frying the water in the pan, stir-frying it into the pepper powder to form a pepper powder.

The final step is to put the chicken into a whole chicken shape and place it on the plate.

Li Yong and Hu Haitao were both hungry, but when they looked at this cut for half a day, this chicken was actually put together in good condition, and there was no taste at all, and the eyes swallowed the saliva.

The aroma is so strong and overbearing that many people stand at the window and ask what kind of dish it is.

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