The chicken boy Red in the camera put the floured chicken into the oil pan.

It was a very large pot, with hot oil boiling, and the chicken sizzling sound came out as soon as it was in the pot, making the people watching the video unable to help swallowing.

"Bastard, I didn't do our part!" Huang Sisi was angry.

The huge pot lid was covered, and the picture jumped for a while. The lid was lifted and the oil flowed back into the pot along the edges.

At this time, the sizzling sound of frying has become very intense, and bubbles are constantly emerging on the surface of the hot oil.

"This is the first time I have seen fried chicken covers the lid!" The host off-screen said in surprise.

"This is a traditional fried chicken iron pot in the south." Red, a chicken boy, introduced as he knows it. "Fill it for a while first, and after hearing the sound of oil change, then remove the lid and continue to fry it so that the water can evaporate and prevent the chicken from becoming soft. The fried chicken made in this way is the crispest!"

"Bastard, I didn't do our part!" Ling Xiuyan gritted her teeth.

I saw the chicken seller Red picking up a piece of fried chicken and put it on the iron plate next to it.

Then, he took a stainless steel seasoning cup and used a soup spoon to serve the juice inside. It was bright red and translucent, hot and tempting.

"This is my special chili oil, which contains chicken oil, bacon oil, country mature ham oil, butter and lard. Just mix the chili powder into this fatty oil, wrap it in the outside of the fried chicken, and then fry it in another oil pan and fry it for a while, and the flavor can be locked into the chicken!"

The chicken seller Red proudly introduced his secret recipe. The fried chicken on the screen was wrapped in red oil and rolled in the oil pan again, which really made it more charming.

"Bastard, I didn't do our part!" Hua Luoyu didn't want to lose weight anymore.

"The last trump card is my special seasoning powder! It is mixed with chili powder and vinegar powder in a certain proportion. The sour taste of vinegar powder can neutralize the greasiness of fried chicken, making people never tired of eating it!"

"I can't wait to taste it!" said the host.

On the screen, several pieces of fried chicken were placed in an iron plate by the chicken seller Red. The delicious powder was sprinkled onto the crispy skin of the fried chicken, gradually covering the reddish chili color, but it could not cover the rising hot smell.

"Bastard, I didn't actually do our part!" Chen Xi said with a smile.

After saying that, she was stunned, wondering why she also said what she thought with others. This does not fit her personality!

"...Is there a lot of Zuo Zongtang chickens from my brother?" Hao looked at the waiter cleverly.

"I'll go and take a look for you." The waiter bowed politely and retreated.

"It should be gone. It's hard to say whether it's enough for those fat people to eat. Xiaoxian can help the guests at four small tables do more emotional intelligence." Huang Sisi touched his stomach sadly.

Until the video of the Chicken-Selling Boy Red was played, Dong Beibei remained silent very abnormally, but the fingers of his hands were not silent, and he was looking down and thinking about his hometown group crazy output of rainbow farts:

"Boss Xiao Ming's analysis is too reasonable! Did you watch the video of the Indian fried chicken just now? It's special chili oil and special seasoning powder. It's obviously ready. In comparison, Hao Xian, who temporarily changed the dishes, is really unfavorable!"

"Look, starved to death..." Li Pengju replied.

"I didn't see it, I'm afraid of starving to death." Fan Yiming said wisely.

"I've ordered the fried chicken with fingers!" Lin Tianlu began to show off.

Li Pengju, holding his cell phone, saw Lin Tianlu's reply, silently quit WeChat and went to order takeout. Anyway, he had to stay up late to wait for his colleagues in China to get up to communicate with work. Now eating is equivalent to breakfast!

"It's just some very basic analysis." Xiao Ming, who was photographed, finally bubbling again.

"It should be Xiaoxian's turn next? I care a lot about why he suddenly made Zuo Zongtang chicken." Fan Yiming said.

"Yes, I heard from Sisi's father that Hao Xian seemed to have refused to be Zuo Zongtang chicken before." Dong Beibei said.

"You don't have to call dad in the group..." Lin Tianlu said contemptuously.

"This is because my respect for Sce's father is not superficial, but from the heart. Whether in front of her or not, Sce's father will always be my father!"

The highest level of licking is that the other person must lick whether he is present or not, and lick in front of others and behind, lick consistently, lick unswervingly, and lick until the real one is the king!

"Vomit!" Lin Tianlu made a disgusting sound.

"Everyone watch the live broadcast, my brother is here!" After posting this sentence in the group, Hao Xin quickly reminded the sisters around him, "It's my brother's turn!"

The four beauties in Chinatown either picked up their phones or came to Hao Xin and watched the live broadcast eagerly. No one even followed the waiter and brought a small matter of Zuo Zongtang chicken.

In the picture, the basket beside Hao Xian was filled with hill-like chicken. He was picking out the chicken piece by piece and then placing it into a large bowl next to it.

"Sponsor Hao Xian, please introduce your participating dishes in this round of competition!" the host said.

"What I want to do is Zuo Zongtang chicken." Hao Xian replied without much emotion.

"Oh! Zuo Zongtang chicken, then you're helping me because we don't have to spend time introducing it to the audience. This is a well-known Chinese dish!"

"But I want to introduce this dish to you myself, is that OK?"

"Of course it's OK, I'm looking forward to you telling some interesting stories I've never heard of!"

Hao Xian nodded with a smile and continued cooking while telling him:

"Zuo Zongtang chicken was originally invented by Hunan cuisine master Peng Changgui. At that time, Master Peng was on Daiwan Island and was concerned about his hometown Hunan. In order to make Xincai have some connection with his hometown, he took the title of General Zuo Zongtang, a famous Hunan celebrity. Unexpectedly, General Zuo became the most well-known Chinese in the Quanmiao Kingdom in the future.

"The original Zuo Zongtang chicken was indeed a pure Hunan cuisine flavor and was filled with sugar.

"A saying that is widely circulated on the Internet in China is that Master Peng went to Miaoguo to open a Pengyuan restaurant in 1973. At that time, Secretary of State of Miaoguo Kissinger praised his Zuo Zongtang chicken in Pengyuan. After being reported by the media, Zuo Zongtang chicken became popular in Miaoguo instantly!

“But, this is fake.

"Because this statement cannot explain why Zuo Zongtang chicken was changed from authentic Hunan cuisine to sweet and sour flavors during the spread of Miaoguo. It is just a food story made up.

"I like to study the origin of food. In this process, I have found many similar and difficult-to-verify stories. The most common one is "Kangxi and Qianlong ate this dish during a private visit and personally quit the name of this dish." It can be seen that people have loved these stories that prove that a dish is delicious through authoritative celebrities since ancient times.

"However, the fact is that the history of some dishes invented is far more dramatic than the story, and that's how Zuo Zongtang chicken!"
Chapter completed!