I will not regret it. Zhang Jidong held half of the braised pork feet and ate it with relish. The braised pork feet are made of exquisite materials and are cooked with simple seasonings. The pig feet are taken from the front legs of free-range black pigs in farmhouses. They simmered them over low heat for nearly an hour, and then concentrated the juice. The surface is covered with sweet wine. The skin of the pig feet is fried into dark red folds with ancient pressed rapeseed oil. The taste is completely immersed in the meat and tastes fat but not greasy, and the fragrance fills the mouth.

"How is it? Is this practice authentic today?" Lu Dagui asked.

Zhang Jidong put down the pig's feet in his hand and savored it: "It feels like it's not much worse than the secret method of honey pig's trotter flowers you brought back. But it seems that the taste has not been completely mixed."

"It's enough. How many people's mouths are as tricky as you? Don't waste the rest. Eat them all." Tang Yingzhi said.

"It's almost the same. If others can't eat it, can we deceive ourselves? How many times are we trying?" Lu Dagui refused.

Zhang Jidong touched his stomach and shook his head: "Try again, my stomach is about to burst. Fat Uncle, your goal is to make me so fat?"

"What's wrong with being fat? Only being fat is blessed." Lu Dagui smiled.

"Don't listen to your fat uncle. Let's try it here today. Don't let Ji Dong break it." Tang Yingzhi giggled.

Zhang Jidong looked at the cleaned pig's feet that Lu Dagui was about to put in, and suddenly said, "Fat Uncle, why don't I try it?"

"You?" Lu Dagui looked at Zhang Jidong suspiciously. It is true that Zhang Jidong is talented, but he does not have much experience after all. After all, he cooks a few dishes in a normal manner. Lu Dagui believes that Zhang Jidong can do it very well, but it is not an easy thing to create his own dishes now.

"Ji Dong, why don't you forget it. It's not too early today. You can go do your homework early? Get off early after finishing your homework." Tang Yingzhi said.

Lu Dagui quickly said, "Wait, Ji Dong actually wanted to try it, so he asked him to try it. Anyway, even if he didn't succeed, it would be just a waste of some ingredients at most."

Zhang Jidong's knife skills are now no less than Lu Dagui, but faster than Lu Dagui. It will take at least a few minutes for Lu Dagui to handle a pig leg. Zhang Jidong will handle the pig leg in less than a minute. In terms of the ratio of seasonings, Zhang Jidong is also more accurate. Zhang Jidong can taste the nuances of seasonings, and there are some increases and decreases on the original basis of Lu Dagui.

Before mixing, Zhang Jidong mixed these seasonings together, and the various possibilities that would appear had been simulated. Zhang Jidong had already "tasted" the flavors he made.

After Zhang Jidong prepared the soup, Lu Dagui widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Jidong with an incredible look. He couldn't help but tart the soup with chopsticks, and then put it carefully in his mouth to taste it.

A wonderful taste spread in Lu Dagui's mouth, activateing every taste bud of Lu Dagui. Zhang Jidong blended the flavor of this sauce to the extreme. Lu Dagui couldn't help but use chopsticks to bananas in the soup, and when he was about to deliver it to his mouth, he was photographed by Tang Yingzhi.

"It's too much! You have put the chopsticks into your mouth just now, and you are still taking banana soup. When we eat pig's trotter flowers later, aren't you eating your saliva?" Tang Yingzhi guessed that the sauce must be well made.

"Haha, I just tried it. I didn't taste it carefully just now, but I saw that there was no place yet. I'd like to give Ji Dong some advice later." Lu Dagui said.

"Go and I'll try it. You've been a chef for so many years, and it's useless. Even the sauce can't taste good." Tang Yingzhi pushed Lu Dagui aside. He took a small plate, put some sauce in it, and then slowly tasted it.

"How is it? Is the taste in place?" Lu Dagui asked.

"Okay! The taste is more authentic than the old-fashioned secret pig trotter flowers in Manglin City." Tang Yingzhi said.

"These secretly made pig trotter flowers are the secret recipes heirlooms. Are they not authentic?" Lu Dagui smiled.

"Of course they are authentic, but the sauce that Ji Dong blew on is not worse than theirs. It is even better." Tang Yingzhi said.

Zhang Jidong brushed the sauce on the already processed pig's trotters and processed them very finely. It took more than an hour to finish the color and taste, and the pig's trotters were fully heated. Zhang Jidong gave Lu Dagui and Tang Yingzhi half of them.

"Ji Dong, your fat uncle is so fat, with high blood pressure and a bad heart. He can't eat such a fat person." Tang Yingzhi said quickly.

"Don't listen to your aunt. This little pig's trotter is not enough for me to cushion, let's cushion, let's cushion, let's cushion." Lu Dagui said.

Lu Dagui took a bite first and immediately praised it: "It's this taste! No wonder I always feel that the taste of the old-fashioned secret pig trotter flowers is a little worse, but I don't know what's wrong. It turns out that both the sauce and the heat are still a little worse.

"I'm afraid that Ji Dong can't make this taste even if we tell us the secret recipe." Tang Yingzhi said after a taste.

Lu Dagui and Tang Yingzhi ate all the ones in their bowls. After finishing their meal, they remembered that Zhang Jidong hadn't tasted them yet.

"Oh, Ji Dong hasn't tasted it yet." Tang Yingzhi said as she looked at the small plate that was licking in her hand.

"Although I didn't eat it, I have already tasted the taste of the pig's trotter flower." Zhang Jidong had tasted a lot just now, but his stomach was still full.

Zhang Jiling from Huacheng frowned until he was having dinner. Liu Chuntao did his best, and the dishes he cooked could not be said to be particularly unpalatable. However, the dishes made by Liu Chuntao were far inferior to those made by Zhang Jidong and Lu Dagui. It tasted like wax.

"If I had known, I would have to pull Ji Dong over. This is a little farther." Zhang Jiling swallowed the meal desperately.

"Ji Ling, what do you like to eat? Mom will buy it for you tomorrow." Liu Chuntao said softly.

"Mom, what if I want to eat the dishes made by Ji Dong?" Zhang Jiling asked.

"You two siblings grew up together and suddenly separated. It is inevitable that they are not adapted. But don't worry Ji Ling, your mother will definitely bring Ji Dong here too." Liu Chuntao said.

Zhang Jiling rolled her eyes. Is this what I was thinking about? I just wanted my brother to let me taste the dishes. Think about the time when I was at Lu Dagui's house, every meal was the same as a hotel. In fact, the meal served by Lu Dagui's house was much more real than the real ingredients in the hotel.

"Jidong must be eating now. It seems that my stomach is not full!" Zhang Jiling seemed to cry. The ingredients in Huacheng looked strange in Zhang Jiling's eyes.

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Chapter completed!