Chapter 567: Winner of life (1/2)

It's hard to see the scene of the sixth-order big guys gathering to sell cute. The small restaurant is noisy and the atmosphere is very warm.

Lin Chou went to the back mountain and turned around. When he came back, he had another handful of white plants in his hand. These plants were thin strips with crystal clear dew hanging on them. They were just picked.

Xue Zhen's eyes lit up immediately, his face flushed with sweat on his forehead, and his breathing became heavy.

”Chicken, chicken fir?”

He stammered, ”Xiaoyou Lin really mastered the method of growing non-toxic fungi? Or the precious chicken fir?”

During the cataclysm, any chef would be unable to calm down when he saw Ji Cong, let alone a big food chef like Xue Zhen who valued food above all else.

Lin Chou told the truth,

”It's not a master... In fact, I don't know how this thing survived, eh, forgive me for not being able to teach you to Old Xue...”

If possible, Lin Chou would tell Xue Zhen that it is better to ask him about the potted plants.

Xue Zhen moved his steps back and forth, feeling very excited.

”It should be the case. Many old friends and I have tried for decades but have not succeeded in planting any kind of non-toxic fungi, just like this world does not allow them to appear... The little friend Fuze is profound, and he can actually I found this kind of thing, really...cough cough cough... I don't know Xiaoyou Lin kind... cough cough, how many?”

Lin Chou said, ”Not much, not much... it's just enough for my library.”

”There are non-toxic small yellow mushrooms and small gray mushrooms in Zushan, and they taste good. Old Xue, you can try...Oh yes, just leave them in the back. I'll show them later.”

”Fine, small yellow mushroom, small gray mushroom? I'll talk about it later.”

Xue Zhen's face was already flushed, and he stumbled and stammered for a long time, suffocating as if he was going to bruise.

”I have a dish that I haven't cooked for ten years. I am missing the ingredient of chicken fir, alas...When someone orders this dish, I don't even have the face to see Lao Xue.”

”Old Xue, I'm going all out, Lin Xiaoyou, when you have extra chicken sprouts... can you give me one or two branches? Cough cough... one branch is enough... just in case you need it.”

Xue Zhen stared at Lin Chou eagerly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Lin Chou didn't even think about it.

”Okay, I'll pick it up for you...but there is still a charge, and the rules cannot be broken.”

Xue Zhen was overjoyed, his nose was sore that he almost cried in front of everyone.

”It doesn't matter if the price is not mentioned, Lao Xue still can't do the villainous behavior of taking other people's things for nothing.”

”Will you wait for me to cook the dish and then personally use it, just let it grow there, and it will be good!”

Lin Sorrow smiled.

Wei Tianxing shivered sourly, still not forgiving, ”This old boy is a **** actor, just like crying.”

Xue Zhen rubbed his face severely, turned his back and said,

”For such cherished ingredients, if the old man can get it in exchange for crying, the old man would rather do nothing, and squat in front of Lin Xiaoyou every day, crying and crying, and bring his own dry food.”

”Hahaha...” Everyone laughed.

Wei Tianxing crooked his mouth and grunted.

”Although I look down on the character of your Xue family, Fatty, I have to admit that in the entire base city, the number of cooks who are better than your Xue Zhen will never exceed the number of five fingers-unfortunately, even if Lin Zi does not embarrass you Xue family The decline of the Xue family is also inevitable. You really have no successors.”

Everyone was dumb and shut up quickly.

Xue Zhen raised his head and looked at Wei Tianxing.

”Yes, Bafanglou started as a cook, but it's a pity now that it has broken away from the roots of the Xue family. My son is well-known and Mingfang, not to mention it for the time being. Although the reputation is better, but the heart is used in business and management. Come on, as for the cooking skills, oh... I hate less when I use it.”

No one thought that Old Xue would be so direct, this old man, is it interesting?

I don’t know who said, ”Master Xue, in this regard, you can ask the Eighteenth Master for advice.”

Xue Zhen looked at it suspiciously, ”Oh?”

”Bai Qiong Shou Bai Eighteen Lord does not know who does not know? Eighteen sons and daughters are all striving, and they give birth to a year after year... the older ones are all talented people, even the boss, the third, and the old. The Sidus are already awakened. It is said that every three days, Lord Bai’s house has to change the threshold, and there will be an endless stream of people who come to pick up relatives! That is the real winner in life. Compared with him, we are all scumbags.”

Not only Xue Zhen, everyone has an expression of envy.

Xue Zhen resolutely said with his fist clenched,

”I don't know such a person? I don't know if you are familiar with the eighteenth master. Please tell the eighteenth master. The old man will host a banquet for the eighteenth master in the Bafang Building soon. Please wait at any time. Please be sure to appreciate it.”

”Hahaha... Master Xue, why are you also calling the Eighteenth Master?”

Xue Zhen said sternly,

”People who have made such a huge contribution to the base city should be respected and loved!”

”Love...hahaha...love...”

”Smiling, yes, yes, yes, if the eighteenth master can give birth to a hundred, the base city has to write a book for him to be worthy of his contribution!”

Xue Zhen suddenly thought of something and asked worriedly.

”It's broken, this eighteenth master is so capable, won't he have been raised by the base city, does the old man still have the opportunity to ask him for advice?”

Wei Tianxing really couldn't hold back, the two chopsticks turned into **** in the palm of his hand, and Sister Xingxing simply fell to the ground, venting more and less air, and her whole smile was distorted.

Wei Tianxing stopped laughing and said to Wei Qingyu,

”See you, the older you are, the deeper your cuteness, Lao Xue is the best role model.”

Wei Qingyu had tears in her eyes, her eyebrows curled, and she said with the same concern,

”Master Eighteen is really so powerful?”

Eyeballs jumped all over the place.

Wei Tianxing panicked,

”Baby Qingyu, my little ancestor, don’t think about it. We don’t lack those bear children in the Wei family. I alone is the largest wealthy family in the entire base city, and we need offspring. To support? It's a joke!”

”Dad! What are you talking about!!”

A high-heeled shoe on Wei Tianxing's feet was spinning and jumping, but the expression on his face was relieved.

”Huh, you know, it’s good to know... Don’t scare Lao Tzu like that in the future, you are getting older, don’t you know that when you get fat, all kinds of diseases will come, what kind of cerebral infarction? Stem, it's fragile...Oh~! It hurts...”

Lin Chou looked at everyone with a smile, and then glanced at Xue Zhen.

This old Xue is indeed an old fried dough stick who has been in charge of Bafang Tower for many years, and a few words can stir up the atmosphere.

Look at yourself again... shouldn't it be appropriate to learn Lao Xue's management methods?

Thinking like this in my heart, I was a little dissatisfied with the action on my hand, and washed the chicken fir with water and tore it into strips for later use.

Heat the oil in the pot and add a teaspoon of sesame oil. Add the green onion to remove the lettuce oil flavor. Add the dried devil pepper, dried red onion, peppercorns, and star anise to deep fry, and then fry the chicken palms in the pot over low heat Stir-fry, turn off the heat until the aroma is gone and the chicken fir is golden and all water is gone.

The fried chicken fir oil has a clear oil color and a slight yellow color. Although it is a pot of oil, it smells full of the unique fragrance of chicken fir. It has the sweet taste of plants and an extra animal. Sexual fatness.

Xue Zhen's nose moved,

”Lin Xiaoyou, you chicken fir, isn't it the best quality that grows from termite nests? His...this taste, absolutely can't be wrong!”

Lin Chou nodded,

”The termites were just infested a few days ago. This bunch of chicken firs happened to be new from the termite nests. When I went to pick them just now, I found out that in addition to the more mellow fragrance, it seems that even the meat is firmer than ordinary chicken firs. Be more flexible.”

Xue Zhen was overjoyed, ”If you want to get something, Ji Cong and termites are a match made in heaven. The old man's dish is really blessed.”

Xue Zhen said again,

”But Lin Xiaoyou should be careful that there may be alien species with big butts that look like queen ants, but they are not in fact. They follow the smell of termites from other places, and they specialize in preying on termites. Dozens of them can wipe out one. The whole lair is very hateful.”

”Oh? There is such a thing?”

Xue Zhen nodded,

”I used to get a few colonies of termites when I wanted to grow chicken fir in the base city, but I ate a dark loss. Those ant mans were too treacherous, even if the first-order evolutionary was bitten by them, the same is true. Pain is not for life.”

Speaking of this, Old Xue said with an aftertaste, ”But the smell of ants...ha, it's really good, plump and tender meat paste.”

As soon as Lin Chou was about to speak, he heard someone shouting outside.

”Which wicked guy in there is talking about antman? I'm all hungry... Boss Lin, here are two plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas, and another three-color pot, thanks.”

Let the big breasted sister serve the dishes, while Lin Chou took a small brush and kept oiling the chicken in the pot, both inside and outside.

The chicken skin is slippery and moist, and there is oil oozing from the skin on the surface. A layer of chicken fir oil will soon drip onto the salt and then into the brine under the steamer, and the smell will diffuse.

Xue Zhen swallowed his saliva and kept saying,

”Okay, okay... I'm running out of gas... Alas... too extravagant... too wasteful...”

Lin Chou smiled and said,

”While it is hot, you can smoke the flavor of the chicken fir oil into the chicken a little, and then brush the chicken fir oil until it cools.”

Xue Zhen was surprised,

”This oily chicken... is it a cold dish?”

Lin Chou nodded,

”After making it, take it at any time, or eat it dry, dip it in dried chili or garlic, ginger, green onion vinegar sauce, each has its own flavor.”

After brushing the oil several times, Lin Chou used a bamboo stick to hang the oil chicken, and brushed with a layer of chicken fir oil at intervals until it was completely cooled.

After brushing the oil so many times, there is not much oil remaining on the surface of the chicken body.

From the perspective of many diners, the oily chicken coated with a thin layer of grease is like a black jade, crystal clear and exudes a faint, moisturizing light.

At this time, the oily chicken did not have a trace of fragrance, and the fragrance was not obvious.

Lin Chou smiled suddenly, ”Well, this oily chicken will be handed over to Old Xue.”

Everyone was puzzled, and Lin Chou said, ”Old Xue ordered the chicken. He paid for it. After it's done, it will naturally go to him.”

The gaze of the people in the room... many times fell on Xue Zhen, without a sudden.

Xue Zhen sighed and said quietly to Lin Chou,

”Xiaoyou Lin, you said that if I run away holding this chicken now, how likely is it that the old man will return to the base city alive?”

Lin Chou thought for a while,

”Ten percent.”

”really?”

”really.”

”Why does the old man think that the odds are not there? Please Xiaoyou Lin for advice.”

Wei Tianxing laughed,

”You run out of the kitchen holding the chicken, and then put the chicken obediently on the plate in front of the fat man. The fat man will ensure you return to the base city safely without losing a single hair.”

Xue Zhen rolled his eyes, ”I have to trouble Xiaoyou Lin to make the sauce. Besides, I can use it with a cold iron knife.”

”it is good.”

Xue Zhen took the cold iron knife, his hand seemed to have been pricked by a needle, ”Hi...good knife!”

Lin Chou laughed secretly. This old Xue was considered to have his arm held by the cold iron sword, and that hand should have always been very grateful to the cold iron sword.