"Come on, brother Zhuzi, let's try my craftsmanship." Even when he saw He Yuzhu's inquisitive look, Jiang Che was so bad that he didn't say anything.

"Okay, let me try Shuanzi's craftsmanship first."

He Yuzhu picked up a piece of pickled fish and said: "The fish is fresh and tender, sour and spicy."

I tried the ground pot chicken again: "The taste is fresh and mellow, the cake borrows the flavor of the vegetables, and the vegetables borrow the aroma of the cake. It is soft, smooth and dry."

I also tasted the spicy pork ribs, cold spinach, egg custard and polenta, and I gargled my mouth carefully after tasting each dish. Each dish can also point out its own characteristics, and they all hit the point. Really

He is worthy of being invited by Li Huaide again and again, and he is not upset even if he refutes the invitation.

"I've tasted everything. Brother Shuanzi can cook, and he can also cook well. You can tell me now." He Yuzhu looked at Jiang Che with small eyes.

"Haha, Brother Zhuzi said this to offend me. You are the only chef here."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"I have a bottle of good wine here. Let us drink and chat." Seeing that He Yuzhu was getting anxious, Jiang Che stopped torturing him.

"Sister Yuyu, you, Jiang Bo, and Lingling will eat first. Brother Zhuzhu and I will drink some wine. Don't worry about it. You can't keep anything in these dog days." Jiang Che greeted He Yuzhu while pouring wine.

"This fish is called pickled fish, and what it creates is myself." It is impossible to trace the inventor of pickled fish in later generations, and it only became popular in the late 1990s. Now that it was so many years ahead of schedule, Jiang Che also shamelessly agreed.

, after all, I have never been out of the capital city of Dalian since I was a child. The farthest I have been is the rural area of ​​Hebei, a hundred miles away.

"This chicken is called Diguo Chicken. It is a famous Han Chinese dish originating from Xuzhou, southwestern Shandong, southeastern Henan, and northern Anhui." As for other dishes, it was obvious at a glance, so Jiang Che didn't say much more.

"Don't tell me, Shuanzi's food is really delicious. I even wonder if what Lingling said before was a lie to me."

"Lingling, I dismissed my police partner, how about getting along with your brother?" He Yuyu didn't forget to joke with Jiang Lingling while eating the food.

"Sister Yuyu, I want you to let go of your police target. I have no objection. I applaud with both hands." Jiangling Ling is a sharp-tongued person, so there is no way she will suffer any loss.

"Oh, I can't afford to offend you. My sister is wrong."

Seeing that the number of pickled fish was visibly reduced, He Yuyu was so talkative that he hurriedly joined the battle.

"Shuanzi, I didn't taste some of the ingredients in the potato-roasted pork belly just now, and the spicy pork ribs are more delicious than ordinary ones. Don't you have the exclusive secret recipe?" He Yuzhu picked up the wine glass and asked in a low voice.

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"I know what you're talking about. Drink it first, and I'll get you some later." He Yuzhu opened his mouth, and Zhang Che knew what this guy meant.

"Hey, Brother Shuanzi still understands me."

"Come on, brother, I'll give you a toast." After receiving a definite reply, He Yuzhu drank to the top of his glass.

"Brother Zhuzi is a good drinker." Seeing He Yuzhu pouring out his cup after finishing his drink, Jiang Che drank and stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"Brother Zhuzi, let me tell you how to use it."

"This packet of powdery seasoning is called Shisanxiang. It is made from purple tangerine, amomum villosum, nutmeg, cinnamon, cloves, pepper, aniseed, cumin, woody incense, angelica dahurica, sannai, galangal, dried ginger, etc.

"I can't say more about the specific ratio. Come back to me when you're done with it." He Yuzhu also made up his mind. Which chef with better skills doesn't have an exclusive secret recipe?

"When cooking stewed beef, beef, smoked sausage, braised pork ribs, braised potatoes, spicy fried chicken and other meat products, adding thirteen spices can remove the fishy smell of meat, and at the same time, it can enhance the taste, enhance the taste, and improve the texture of the meat.

Fresh and tender."

"Just add a little one minute before serving."

"This yellow granule is called chicken essence. Just add a little bit at the end of cooking." Jiang Che wrapped the two packets of seasoning in paper and handed it to He Yuzhu.

"Hey, thanks Shuanzi."

In the front yard, Jiang Che and He Yuzhu were enjoying themselves and eating beautifully. In the courtyard, except for the first man and Lou Xiao'e, everyone was upset.

When cooking, whether it's ground pot chicken or pickled fish, the aroma of the meat rushes directly from the nose to Tianling Gai.

From the backyard to the front, every family started quarreling over Jiang Che's meal.

The second uncle's family, which is across from Xu Damao's family, staged a show of producing filial sons with sticks because of the eggs.

At first, Jiang Ling Ling delivered food to Lou Xiao'e. This girl was so bad that she deliberately walked around in front of the Liu family and boasted about the smell of the food to their family. Liu Guangtian, the second eldest son of the Liu family, said that the meat was really delicious, and Liu Haizhong, the second uncle, couldn't bear it.

I asked the second aunt to fry two eggs for him to drink. Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu held out their chopsticks to the eggs, and the second uncle opened them with two slaps.

Liu Guangtian muttered: "What are you doing? You can't even take a bite!"

"Uncle stingy."

When Liu Guangtian saw that Liu Zhonghai refused, he turned to his second aunt and said, "Mom, fry an egg for me too."

The second aunt stretched out her hand and asked for money.

"Hey, can't I make more points next month?"

"No."

"My eldest brother, there is something I said that is right."

"If parents are unkind, children will be unfilial."

Because of this, the second uncle finished the eggs in two gulps, drank all the wine in the glass, pulled out his belt and educated his son.

The Jia family wasn't much better either. Banggan smelled the meat and looked at the cornbread in his hand, the corn paste in the bowl, and the watery Chinese cabbage and pickle dumplings on the plate. He banged the bowl and shouted that he wanted to eat meat.

Even the two younger sisters, Xiaodang and Huaihua, made a fuss.

"Why does Jiang Che, who lacks great virtue, cook so much meat every year? He wants us to live. Isn't this bullying?"

"He is also a heartless person, even more wicked than his damn father. He makes delicious food and doesn't even know how to help us orphans and widowed mothers."

"It's really bad luck. It lacks great virtue." The more Jia Zhang smelled it, the more fragrant it became, and the more fragrant it became, the harder it was to swallow the steamed buns in his mouth.

"Banggeng, be good. Now eat well. Mom will buy meat for you tomorrow."

"Little Sophora japonica is also obedient and good." Seeing that the child was unwilling, Qin Huairu had to put down her chopsticks to comfort her.

"I don't! I want to eat it now!" Bangge acted rogue.

"My dear grandson, don't cry. Huairu, go to Jiang Che's house and ask for some food to comfort the child." Mrs. Jia Zhang pursed her lips, and the mole on the corner of her mouth moved accordingly.

"Mom, everyone said when Silly Zhu delivered food to the old lady just now, Jiang Che tonight is to reward the people who helped his family when he was in a coma."

"I gave it to my uncle's family, and Lou Xiao'e gave it to me."

"You said we were all hiding from others at that time, how could I be embarrassed to ask for it?" Qin Huairu cried in embarrassment and her eyes turned red.

"Oh, this will cost you a thousand cuts." Jia Zhang originally wanted to eat some meat with her grandson, but now she has no reason.

The Yan family is not much better.

Smelling the aroma of the food from the opposite door, Yan Jiefang drooled greedily and said, "Mom, let's cut some meat and eat it tomorrow."

"Mom, it's been a long time since our family had any meat." Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi also said in unison.

"I want to eat, please give me money." The third aunt stretched out her hand.

"I'm telling you, if you don't have enough food and drink, you will suffer poverty if you don't think about it." The third uncle took a sip of wine and smacked his lips.
Chapter completed!