my luck is on

"It's okay, if you can guess all of them, I'll give you one to pack and take home!"

Hearing that it can be packed, Wang smiled and immediately let out two bright eyes.

She was under the table, quietly pulling the corner of Lu Yang's clothes, and said softly: "Cousin-in-law, if you really win, don't forget to share half with me."

Originally, Lu Yang just wanted to guess casually, and didn't care if he guessed right, but seeing Wang Xiaoxiao's pitiful eyes, he had to go all out.

Lu Yang took another bite of the chicken, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "Uncle, since you said that, then I'll start guessing."

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yang coughed lightly, and said: "From the perspective of the tenderness and taste of the chicken, you should marinate it for a period of time before grilling, so it will be so tasty. The marinated sauce should be Add salt and soy sauce with sugar, and marinate in the refrigerator for a while before taking it out for use, right?"

Bao Hongyun nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"As for the spices, I guess there are shallots, garlic cloves, peppers, star anise, tangerine peel..."

After Lu Yang finished speaking, Bao Hongyun immediately clapped his hands and applauded.

Bao Hongyun praised: "As expected of the chef of Songhe Hotel, his skills are different. You can guess almost all the ingredients, but there are more than that."

"I really can't guess that special light fragrance!" Lu Yang directly raised the white flag to surrender.

Hearing Lu Yang's words, Wang Xiaoxiao looked like a deflated ball, looking a little depressed.

Because in her eyes, Lu Yang knew everything.

Lu Yang's behavior was abnormal today, which made her puzzled.

In fact, how did Wang Xiaoxiao know that it was not easy for Lu Yang to progress to this level in a short period of time.

After all, Lu Yangman has done his best, and he has only been in touch with cooking for more than half a year
While Lu Yang was analyzing the chicken spices, he suddenly remembered what Qiu Qian had mentioned about her previous training methods.

Just listening to those training methods gave Lu Yang goose bumps all over his body.

However, the experience she provided taught Lu Yang a lot.

Bao Hongyun had a simple and honest smile on his face, but he felt extremely surprised in his heart.

Only the secret recipe was missing, and Lu Yang had guessed it right. This young man is really amazing.

Tian Ankang did not express any opinion on Lu Yang's performance.

Tian Wenjing comforted: "Xiaoxiao, it's someone's business secret. It's normal for Mr. Lu not to be able to guess it. I guess even my father might not be able to guess it."

Seeing his daughter comforting Wang Xiaoxiao with himself, Tian Ankang couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Wang Xiaoxiao asked Bao Hongyun curiously: "Uncle, can you tell us about your secret recipe?"

"The secret recipe, the secret recipe, is worthless to put it bluntly."

Bao Hongyun had a serious face at first, and then smiled confidently: "But even if it is leaked, it will not be easy for others to imitate!"

"Oh? Are you so sure?"

His words immediately aroused Lu Yang's curiosity.

Bao Hongzhuan turned and walked into the kitchen. Not long after, he held a black wooden stick and placed it in front of them.

Tian Ankang held the wooden stick and looked at it for a while, then said, "Is this charcoal?"

"It's not charcoal, it's..."

Bao Hongyun puffed up his chest and replied proudly: "This is the bamboo charcoal I made myself!"

Lu Yang stared at this unremarkable bamboo charcoal, and tentatively said, "Could it be your secret weapon?"

"Of course it's not just this thing, there's another secret weapon."

Bao Hongyun played tricks again and played riddles with everyone.

Wang Xiaoxiao asked curiously: "Uncle, what else?"

Bao Hong turned too far and yelled at the kitchen: "Daughter, bring that bottle of wine from Dad's kitchen!"

As Bao Hongyun's voice fell, the little girl who was serving food just now came in front of everyone holding a glass bottle filled with transparent liquid.

Wang Xiaoxiao saw the cute and cute little sister, couldn't help touching her head, showed a kind smile, and said kindly: "Little sister is so good, how old are you this year?"

The little girl timidly replied: "I... I am 12 years old."

As soon as the words were finished, the little girl turned around shyly and ran back to the kitchen, completely lacking in calmness and sophistication when serving the dishes.

Everyone at the scene was amused by the cute and shy appearance of the little girl, and laughed kindly.

Everyone's laughter gradually stopped. Tian Ankang pointed to the transparent glass bottle and said excitedly, "What kind of good wine is this? Quickly pour a glass and have a taste."

"Hahaha... Uncle, it turns out that you also like to drink two glasses. This is the fruit wine I asked someone to buy."

Bao Hongyun took out his cup and poured a small cup for Tian Ankang.

Tian Ankang drank the wine in the glass, and his mouth immediately exuded a rich fruity aroma.

The wine slid down the esophagus into the stomach, and Tian Ankang immediately felt a warm fireball rising from the lower abdomen along the esophagus.

Not only did it warm his stomach, but because of the belated stamina of the alcohol, he felt a constant warm current rising from his stomach to his head.

The whole person feels blissful, and the whole body is extremely comfortable.

"Good wine!"

Tian Ankang exhaled the smell of alcohol and said: "It has a mellow and slightly spicy taste. It lacks the sweetness of the fruit itself, but it is more restrained. This wine is really good, and the taste is not inferior to the famous brand liquor in the city!"

Immediately, Tian Ankang showed puzzled eyes and said, "What does this bottle of wine have to do with roast chicken?"

Bao Hongyun nodded and said, "The combination of fruit wine and soda water is my real secret recipe."

Tian Ankang showed a look of sudden realization, and said, "So that's the case, no wonder even I can't figure it out."

As for the two people's charade-like conversation, Wang Xiaoxiao asked a little puzzled, "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Bao Hongyun explained with a smile: "Miss, I don't think you know how to cook, do you?"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Xiaoxiao was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Although it roared in protest, the volume was as thin as a mosquito, and no one heard it at all.

That's right, Wang Xiaoxiao really doesn't know how to cook.

Although Wang Xiaoxiao works in the food editorial department, she has a lot of experience in food appreciation, but she doesn't know anything about cooking.

Bao Hongyun didn't care about her reaction, and explained to himself: "Everyone here should be familiar with cola chicken wings and beer duck. These two dishes, after adding beer and cola, the meat tastes particularly good. The fusion of fruit wine has the same effect as these."

Wang Xiaoxiao nodded half-understood, and said: "No wonder many restaurants like to use alcoholic beverages as seasonings. In addition to Coca-Cola chicken wings and beer duck, I have also seen Coca-Cola for braised pork."

"Miss, it's all based on the same principle. Use the taste of the drink to add icing on the cake to the dishes."

Bao Hongyun said eloquently: "When I was marinating the chicken, in addition to the soy sauce and sugar that Mr. Lu said, I also added fruit wine and a certain proportion of soda water, and put them in the refrigerator for a few hours to marinate them. The ingredients penetrate into the flesh, not just on the skin."