Chapter 1920 (1/2)

Yuan Zhou is quite sympathetic to the experience of meat and fat, but for the sake of Wuhai's grandfather, it's his turn.

On that day, Grandpa Wu was very angry.

The next day, Yuanzhou shifted the time to practice cooking slightly. For Jinhai's ancient family recipe, Yuanzhou also specifically asked about the system.

”Logically speaking, this roast golden bird is also Cantonese food. Why didn't I?”

The system now reads: ”although Tang roast golden bird belongs to Guangdong cuisine, it has not been inherited, so it is systematically summarized into the lost dishes and does not belong to the existing cuisine.”

Yuan Zhou heard the speech and understood three points. First, this roast golden bird is a dish of the Tang Dynasty. Second, no cook can make this dish completely. Finally, this dish system is included.

To understand this, Yuan Zhou didn't ask more, because he said before that it needs to complete the task to reward the lost dishes.

Or restore faster. Yuan Zhou looked at the picture scroll of ancient Chinese medicine. In fact, no matter roast chicken, roast goose or roast duck, as long as it is roast of poultry, it has the same effect.

For example, both roast duck and roast goose need ovens, but the ovens of roast duck and roast goose are definitely different.

The Tang Dynasty roasted golden birds recorded in the ancient scroll, first of all, there must be no oven in the Tang Dynasty that can reach high temperature. Secondly, there are differences in the treatment methods of chickens.

”The vague part should be the special baking method or utensils?” Yuanzhou has been thinking about seven or eight cooking methods of roast chicken.

”The ancient recipe has completely recorded the sauce method of pickled chicken, including fuliuteng, salt, dogwood, cardamom, horseradish, honey, etc. the pickled chicken tastes sweet and spicy. Is it a special baking method with this taste?”

Cardamom, dogwood and fuliuteng are all seasonings commonly used in ancient times, and cardamom is a very common seasoning for pickled meat in ancient times.

While speculating on the words on the ancient scroll, Yuan Zhou deduced the possibility in his heart.

”Look, my house...” a black beast's voice came from a distance.

Wuhai was in a hurry to show off his big and small babies with the basket, but when he saw that Yuanzhou had begun to study things carefully, he swallowed the rest and went back with the basket.

He is going to come again next time.

”Go back and eat more small fish. If you grow stronger, you can definitely win noodle soup next time.” Wuhai muttered to meat and instilled the concept of winning.

Wuhai thinks he can win noodle soup, and so can his cat!

Go back to Wuhai in the room and lie directly in bed. He wants to sleep for a while, and Zhou Xi follows.

”Wumenyan, how long do you sleep? Do you want to call you?” Asked Zhou Xi.

”No, my biological clock is very accurate. I wake up when I line up for dinner.” Then Wuhai went to sleep.

Zhou Xi believed in his idol's biological clock. You know, once, on a big night abroad, Wuhai suddenly got up and said he began to line up.

Then check, it's really the time for kitchen god store to receive the number at noon.

With a lot of meat and fat meat, Zhou Xi specially made a small bed and placed it next to the big bed in Wuhai.

While Wuhai was sleeping, Zhou Xi took care of Duoduo and Feifei cats.

About an hour and a half later, Wuhai suddenly woke up from bed. Looking at his expression, Zhou Xi's first reaction was that his idol had a nightmare.

He asked, ”is wumenyan all right?”

”I smell the food.” Wuhai said straightly.

”It's only three and a half o'clock before he gets in line with Wu Yan,” he said

The implication is that chef yuan hasn't started preparing ingredients yet.

”No, it's impossible. There's definitely something delicious.” Wuhai insisted that he put on his clothes and went out with meat and fat in his arms. Zhou Xi followed him in confusion.