Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 313 This feeding, he is jealous of the real-name system!

He looked at her in a daze, wondering how long it had passed.

Until he found that her eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes, he reluctantly looked away.

What he didn't expect was that the little chef didn't even open his eyes, but just stretched out his hands and stroking in his direction.

He bent his lips, and a deep pampering flowed in his eyes, approaching her two inches.

The soft and smooth feeling came from my hands. Feng Jiao touched the little guy's furry head twice before she opened her eyes with satisfaction.

Although she opened her eyes, she leaned against him lazyly and didn't remember.

"A Ling, how are you resting?" She asked with concern while stroking his back.

"Don't worry, it's basically recovered."

"Tomorrow I have something very important to ask you for help."

"Oh? I don't know what's going on?"

Feng Jiao smiled and blinked: "You will know when it's tomorrow. Don't worry, you must be happy to help with this."

She found that the space had a new batch of duck meat.

In addition, she was in the space, the sour radish pickled in the blue and white dragon jar was just right, just for a sour radish vermicelli old duck soup.

She has experienced many battles in the kitchen and is very confident in her cooking skills. But if she wants to try to fall in love with someone, she is a novice.

However, she felt that since he liked the dishes she cooked, this happened to be what she was best at, so she might as well start from here, cook food for him, and ask him to help identify it. This is her first step in chasing the meow...uh, the first step in her journey to pursue husbands.

Early the next morning, it was far from the time when the restaurant opened for business, Feng Jiao got into the kitchen and started to get busy.

Chop the fresh old duck into small pieces, wash it, soak it in cooking wine for half an hour to remove the fishy smell.

The old duck has a strong fishy smell. In order to ensure the quality of the dishes, Feng Jiao changed the water three times within this half hour.

Wait until the duck meat is soaked, remove it and control the water, put it in a pot with cold water, add cooking wine, ginger slices and pepper, and cook for eight to ten minutes.

After processing this step, you still need to rinse the blanched duck meat under running water and drain it. Only in this way can the fishy smell of duck meat be removed to the greatest extent and make the dishes taste better.

Feng Jiao took a deep breath, took out the pickled sour radish, ginger and pickled pepper from the space, placed them on the chopping board, cut tons of tons into hob pieces, added the processed duck meat pieces and the secret soup buns prepared in advance by Feng Jiao, as well as the well water from Liuxianjing that had not exceeded the ingredients, and simmered them on low heat for an hour.

Then add the vermicelli that has been burned in advance, stew it slightly until the vermicelli is delicious, sprinkle with chopped coriander and chopped green onion to slightly garnish. This tempting and fragrant sour radish vermicelli vermicelli is done.

I had already smelled the fragrance that kept floating out of the kitchen. Not to mention Qianmo, even Yunshen, who was usually silent and Lingshan, who could only see matters related to the formation in his eyes, couldn't help but stop frequently and peeked at it with anticipation.

Feng Jiao tried to taste the soup. She thought it was OK, so she put a large bowl, took the soup and walked towards Ling Yuan's room.

Looking at Feng Jiao's back, Qianmo swallowed.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next