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Chapter 1179 The art of war is not as good as chicken

Pang Xueqian was very well-behaved and immediately put all the manuscripts with Luo Lei and handed them over to the old man.

Chunshui, who had been in bed with Zhang Jingtao, followed the old man, and three beautiful maids who had been bed with Zhang Jingtao, served three jars of chicken soup, four plates of other vegetables and a small pot of rice: "Young master, let's write it down after lunch."

"Okay, please sit on the side of Wei Yuanzi, and put the dishes on the low table in the middle." Zhang Jingtao ordered.

There were three whole chickens in the three jars, and except for the chicken legs, they were cut into pieces.

The method of roasting this chicken, such as Su-style fried fish, is unique and can be used in restaurants after learning it.

In fact, it is simple. This chicken is just a good grass chicken, and after taking off the chicken oil, stewing it in a small casserole.

But unlike the usual stewed chicken, the chicken will be marinated with fried salt for an hour before stewing, and then pour the butter from the chicken oil and stew it together. After the stewing is almost done, the chicken blood will be added, cooked thoroughly, and then sprinkle a handful of garlic leaves to the pot.

This is the only stewed chicken in the Zhang family that Zhang Jingtao passed on to the servants after he came to the Shi family.

It is also because it is delicious, Shifu built a row of small coal stoves, which are specially used for secret stewing chicken, and sent them to a restaurant located across the street.

All the trick is to use freshly fried chicken oil. This is absolutely not allowed to use aged oil, otherwise it will be detrimental to health after eating it, and only new oil will be so fragrant.

In addition, the most important point is of course that it must be grass chicken, not broiler, and grass chicken must be good.

Good grass chicken, because they don’t eat messy things, the chicken liver will not become hard, will not have an odor, and it is particularly fragrant and tender.

It can be said that from the chicken liver, you can tell the quality of a chicken.

Needless to say, the chickens from the Warring States Period have not yet harmed the world. This chicken is definitely good.

Once the lid is opened, it is fresh yellow and green, and it is full of fragrance, completely reaching the state of cooking without losing its true nature and full of taste.

It is definitely a green and environmentally friendly farm chicken in the countryside!

Zhang Jingtao drooled as soon as he smelled it, made a bowl of chicken legs, and asked to deliver it to the old man.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Eat it myself, and go to the dining room for lunch for my father."

"Yes." He took the bowl and went to Pang Xueqian.

The second thing I care about is of course the little beauty who has had to sleep with me.

When Pang Xueqian ate, Zhang Jingtao ignored the rest and hurriedly grabbed a fragrant chicken leg of Huang Zizi.

The firm chestnut meat explodes in the mouth, fragrant but not greasy, fresh but not dry, smooth and delicious, and in one bite, the satisfaction suddenly rises. People who have never eaten it cannot imagine how delicious this chicken soup is.

He swallowed voraciously and ate loudly, and he was so greedy that the eldest princess was so greedy.

Sure enough, Yu Hanyan's face was a little stiff.

Luo Lei is also. Although she is noble and spoiled since childhood, she has never smelled such a wonderful chicken soup. After smelling the fragrance of chicken soup, the young lady shamelessly picked up the big sea bowl on one side, pulled Zhang Jingtao's hand, and under Zhang Jingtao's gaze in grief, she tore away half of the chicken, and took away several pieces of chicken blood, poured out half a jar of soup, then held the big bowl and sat on the side of the shorts and started eating with relish.

He also smiled and said, "It's so blessed to be such a good chicken soup."

"Well, you two eat more and just think it's at home." When the old man saw him, Lao Huai Dachang only hoped that Zhang Jingtao could attract more powerful girls. He smiled with his beard. It was rare, as kind as the spring breeze.

Pang Xueqian and Luo Lei ate loudly and responded vaguely.

Guan Tuanzi was about to flow down her saliva. After a moment of confusion, she finally couldn't help but whisper: "Young Master...Young Master..."

Zhang Jingtao smiled and said, "There are so many chickens. Come and have dumplings and dinner. You maids are all my masters. Why are you polite? Come and eat."

"Hey!" Chunshui, Chunjiang and Chunli were happy. They all grabbed the table, picked up the big sea bowl, and each made a big bowl of chicken soup.

The chicken soup is really so fragrant. Anyone who has never eaten this kind of chicken can't imagine how tempting the rich fragrance is. Yu Hanyan, as a princess, has a grievance and looks at Zhang Jingtao with grievance.

Zhang Jingtao ignored it.

Unexpectedly, there were two or five girls in the Shi Mansion!

Chunshui actually made a bowl of chicken nuggets and brought a small chicken piece with him, such as chicken heart and chicken liver, and brought it to Yu Hanyan, intending to have a heart-warming one.

You have to travel all over the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of Yuhanyan.

Yu Hanyan was sniffing his little nose, but he couldn't put his figure down to rob him, just because he asked his servants to eat together. If he still robs, he seemed to be robbing him with the servants. He immediately became happy, picked it up gracefully, tasted it slowly, and shook Zhang Jingtao a proud look, indicating that she was very satisfied with the second and fifth sisters in the Shi Mansion.

Damn! Zhang Jingtao's face twitched and he stared at Chunshui.

This girl Chunshui, Gen was unable to understand the truth, so she gave her a look of "Young Master, please reward me." She held a big bowl and happily gnawed the chicken wings.

It seemed that she gave Yu Hanyan face so that Zhang Jingtao would not be able to come down and was very clear.

I peeked at Wei Yuanzi again, hehe, this guy was swallowing his saliva, but he still had to hide such poor control in his throat.

Zhang Jingtao smiled badly and said to Yu Hanyan, who was eating chicken soup beside him: "Miss Princess, these three pots of chicken soup are the real tactics of war. They can easily abuse their opponents to death. Isn't it amazing?"

The eldest princess Yu Hanyan is so sympathetic. She peeked at Wei Yuanzi's expression and couldn't help but smile, saying, "Yeah, yeah, Brother Yu is so powerful. This chicken soup is better than any military strategy, haha."

Guan Tuanzi was also proud and said, "That's right, what's the skill of military skills? I'm so good! Can you compare to the young master's three-pot chicken soup?"

While talking nonsense here, the old man Shiqiu was not greedy for chicken soup and was only very greedy for this manuscript. Looking at the manuscript, he kept stroking his beard, and occasionally he would open his golden mouth, spit out a mantra or two, and shouted "Wonderful!"

Wei Yuanzi was restless and wanted to resist the temptation of chicken soup. He wanted to take down the military strategy and take it aside, and then argued hard on Zhang Jingtao. Unfortunately, both the young master and the old man thought that he did not exist, so he could only bear it.

After reading it all, the old man exclaimed again and asked, "Although there seem to be three sections behind it, after reading these outlines, you will know that what you think is quite good. How could Yu'er have such wonderful ideas?"

"Of course it was my father's teaching!" Zhang Jingtao raised his head and his tone was firm.

The old man blushed, really blushed, his face was as heavy as a date, and he only coughed twice: "Blessing the ancestors, Yu'er, don't be silent anymore. Take time to make up for the three sections. This military strategy is to be passed on to the family!"
Chapter completed!
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