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Chapter seven hundred and forty seventh three cup chicken

Then, there is news from Youzhou.

The counties in Youzhou, including the two counties of Wuhuan, were frozen to death by 76 people and thousands of cattle and sheep this winter, but this is a small number that has never been seen before.

In previous years, it was not considered winter if hundreds of people were not frozen to death.

There is an opinion from the Political and Supervision Bureau above, and subsidies are provided for families who have been frozen to death. If cattle and sheep are frozen to death, they can be purchased by the government.

Anyway, no matter how much meat is eaten, it can be digested.

Road construction report.

A week-long report on spring plowing.

Spring enrollment reports for schools in each county.

Literacy classes in various places.

Annual assessment reports for officials from all over the country.

The report documents on various lines have been continuously reviewed, and the boring general's day has been half passed.

"No! I'm so tired, I have to encourage myself!"

Ma Qiang shook his hand, thought about it, and simply took out a piece of paper and started writing it.

I have to eat some good food when I’m tired of working, isn’t that right?

"Three cups of chicken...fried mustard greens...sea shrimp soup...get it!"

Ma Qiang picked up the phone and reported the food he wanted to eat to the kitchen, but Chef Gao was about to cry.

What are these three cups of chickens?!

You are making things difficult for me...

Yes, I have to write the recipe myself!

It’s really hard to eat something delicious these days!

While Ma Qiang was fighting countless reports, Zhang Ning brought the information to his laboratory and began to try to replace Eucommia ulmoides with silk.

"Make a fire!"

With Zhang Ning's order, several graduate students immediately began to ignite the fire. As the fire transferred heat energy to the water, the water slowly began to boil and produce water vapor, which rushed into the cylinder along the pipeline.

The cylinder is like a syringe for injection, but it is larger and has a moving chamber for exchanging and exhaust.

When the steam increases and the huge pressure slowly pushes the piston, the piston needs to be sealed and flexible at the same time.

If the sealing is not good, the piston cannot be pushed, but if it is stuck and cannot move, it will cause a frying pan.

This problem has troubled countless skilled craftsmen in history. Although Zhang Ning used Eucommia rubber rings to resist at first, as the pistons moved, the steam-soft Eucommia rubber rings quickly got worn out, and Zhang Ning almost got scalded.

After enough pressure, the piston started to move!

A machine that can withstand high pressure is another difficulty for the steam engine, but fortunately, the Zhengbei Army has enough steel and iron. Although the thickness is thicker than that of later generations, the key is to be able to use it, right?

As the piston moves, the lever connected to the piston blocks the moving chamber, causing the gas to enter from the left to the right to enter from the first place, pushing the piston back, and repeating this way, the steam can drive the mechanical movement.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!!

As the steam pressure continues to rise, the piston moves faster and faster. Zhang Ning counts the speed darkly while allowing people to control the heat.

Twenty stroke! Thirty stroke!

It surpassed the results of Eucommia ulmoides!

When the piston moved more than 120 times, a white steam suddenly appeared in the piston pipeline.

"Not good! Turn off the engine quickly!!"

The piston is still worn and opened.

But this still gave Zhang Ning a great confidence, which means that this direction is correct. However, how to use silk to ensure the sealing of the piston needs to be continued research.

"Okay, let's take a look at the machine, think about it again, we will study it in the afternoon, by the way, what will we eat at noon today?"

"I'll go and ask!"

Disassembly is a laborious job, and a female graduate student can't help, so she simply went out to ask about the food.

"It's three cups of chicken!"

"Three cups of chicken? What kind of dish is this?" Zhang Ning had eaten all kinds of delicious food at the General's Mansion of the Peking University, but he had never heard of this dish.

"It's a new dish, the recipe given by the general just now. The general is so amazing, he can do anything!"

"It's almost done, go to the cafeteria."

The canteen that Zhang Ning and others went to was a small canteen, which was specially used for these graduate students.

Several cooks were gathered together to study something. When they saw Zhang Ning and others coming in, the head chef Song hurriedly said, "Sir, you guys are here, wait a moment, I will start cooking now!"

Cooking on site is also for safety reasons. These people are Ma Qiang’s treasures. Although outsiders do not know their importance for the time being, Ma Qiang still has to be on guard. Therefore, they have to be in full view of the public when they are asked to cook, so the probability of doing things will naturally be low.

"Cook Song, what is a three-cup chicken?"

"This is the recipe that the general just passed on. It seems that the general suddenly wanted to eat it, but the steps are not difficult."

Zhang Ning couldn't help laughing when he heard this. His master said he was casual in the morning. As soon as the meal was about to arrive, he not only ordered dishes, but also created his own dishes.

"These three cups of chicken refer to one cup of soy sauce, sesame oil, and rice wine. The soy sauce is delicious, sesame oil is fragrant, chicken nuggets, green onion, ginger and garlic are stir-fried to bring out the aroma, pour in the casserole porridge, and then add some rice noodles."

Chef Song was moving very quickly, and when he turned around, the fragrance was everywhere, and Zhang Ning couldn't help but take a deep breath.

fragrant!

"Where is the rice wine?" Someone next to him asked.

"It's coming soon!" Cook Song said with a smile, covering the lid of the pot, then pouring the rice wine along the edge, and the rice wine flowed into the pot along the gap. Finally, Cook Song took out a piece of towel and rolled it up, turning the towel into a towel stick, digging a little lard and pouring it on his hands, smearing it on the towel stick, and finally sealing the edge of the casserole.

"Done! You can eat later!"

"Cook Song, what are you doing with a towel?"

"Isn't this afraid that the fragrance will run away? If this towel is greased, the water vapor will not run away! In this way, when rice wine evaporates at high temperature, the aroma of wine will be combined with the flavors of chicken, soy sauce, sesame oil, and rice noodles. The taste will be drooling when I think about it!"

"So that's it!"

Zhang Ning nodded, this method...

etc!

This towel is stained with grease and the water vapor will not be able to escape!

The water vapor can't run away!!

Zhang Ning only felt a lightning flash in his mind, and his brain was empty and bright.

"Everyone, go back to the laboratory with me immediately!!! Immediately!!!"

Seeing Zhang Ning's impatient look, everyone did not dare to say anything, and hurriedly followed Zhang Ning to the laboratory. Chef Song hurriedly shouted behind him, "Let's go after dinner! What should I do with this food?"

"Let's eat later!!"

"Oh, these...done aren't this dish delicious..."
Chapter completed!
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