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144: Chef Zhong's Chicken Chow Mein

Seeing Zhou Xiaobai turn around, Zhong Yuemin laughed and stood up, really ready to start a northern Shaanxi snack.

During this period, he was also thinking about how he would survive if he was in northern Shaanxi and went to the countryside to work, if there was insufficient food.

He can't remember the plot in the original work too clearly. He only remembers that he was learning the local tradition and went to major counties to beg for food to maintain his life. However, Zhong Yuemin felt that he was a little disappointed when he was hungry and full.

He also thought that relying on his cooking skills, he would definitely not starve himself to death, but when he thought that he had cooking skills, he couldn't cook Cantonese and Sichuan cuisine.

Shaanxi cuisine belongs to Qin cuisine, not the eight major cuisines. However, he remembers that he should be able to use Qin cuisine, but the Qin cuisine he remembers should be made of stewed mutton or noodles.

In his memory, the place where he went to the lineup, let alone the noodles, even the locals acted as treasures, and they usually live a mess of dish dumplings and other things.

So Zhong Yuemin had to learn some down-to-earth Shaanxi snacks. He studied them for a while and found that the way to eat in northern Shaanxi was basically not refined.

Most of them are stewed randomly, slurry, etc., and the familiar Roujiamo in later generations is probably still a rare thing in this era, so how can you eat meat?

So during this period, he thought for several days and felt that he had to study the pancakes and roujiamo, of course, they were both improved versions.

The rough wolf pancake is easy to solve, and he is going to try to improve the taste. In the future, he may have to eat this for several years.

As for the Roujiamo thing, he is planning to improve it and replace the meat inside with his own vegetarian chicken quickly. As long as it has a meaty smell, it will definitely attract many people. He will not sell it. Then he can change some coarse wolf or something to support himself and Zheng Tong and others.

After all, when he went to northern Shaanxi to go to experience life, not to go hungry.

Zhong Yuemin arrived at the kitchen and started to work hard. He took out the ingredients he had prepared these days and started to make them in a good manner.

Zhou Xiaobai and the others stood curiously at the kitchen door watching him busy. Zhang Haiyang looked at Zhong Yuemin pretending to behave disdainfully. This kid looked serious and it looked quite like that.

Half an hour later, Zhong Yuemin walked out of the kitchen with six roujiamo in porcelain bowls, put the bowl on the coffee table with a smile, and said casually.

"Let's try it, Master Zhong's chicken Jiamo, I'll make sure you want to eat it!"

Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun looked at each other, and were both curious. The look looked OK and looked quite appetizing, but the name was strange, such as chicken Jiamo, which was unreliable. Just now, a few people could see what Zhong Yuemin made with their own eyes. Not to mention meat, they didn't even see the shadow.

Zhang Haiyang could not help it anymore. He saw that Zhong Yuemin was doing a fake role just now, and it was quite a bit difficult to complain about it. Now, when Zhong Yuemin said this, "Master Zhong's chicken Jiamo" and Zhang Haiyang found some complaints.

He quickly picked up a Roujiamo and said proudly to Zhong Yuemin.

"Yuemin, you are so fox's tail exposed? You pretended to be like this and took two steamed buns and some fried dough, which was called chicken Jiamo. You are called deceiving ignorant girls. I am criticizing this on behalf of the majority of male compatriots!"

Zhong Yuemin laughed and said immediately.

"I'll tell me, that boy Zhang Haiyang even came up with the excuse of being a dog. How could this Roujiamo taste bad?"

Zhou Xiaobai and the others suddenly realized and nodded.

Zhong Yuemin didn't care, so he turned around and walked towards the kitchen, saying.
Chapter completed!
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