delicious master

Chapter 12 Delicious Salt Baked Chicken

All the plots ended here, and Tang Xiaokang, who had no way to leave Dongju, still stood at the door, watching Ning Zhiyang's back that was drifting away.

The fog rises again...

Lowering his head and thinking, Tang Xiaokang did not expect that Dongju would have such a fate with Mr. Ning and Mrs. Tao.

Thinking of the conversation between the two of them just now, Tang Xiaokang suddenly understood the meaning of the mission description.

For Tao Meifang, such a bowl of ordinary Cantonese-style mutton soup has witnessed all her love, including Ning Zhiyang's love for her.

No wonder she misses Dongju's mutton soup so much. For Tao Meifang, she thinks not only about mutton soup, but also the memory of their love.

Life and death are in agreement with each other, and they talk with Zicheng.Hold your hand, grow old with you...

【Ding!mission completed! 】

With the sound of the system in his mind, Tang Xiaokang finally returned to the back kitchen of Dongju, and at this moment, Mr. Ning and Mrs. Tao were also ready to leave after eating.

Watching the two old men leave with each other's support, Tang Xiaokang felt as if he saw Ning Zhiyang in a cotton coat and Tao Meifang in a red cotton jacket holding hands and leaving on that snowy night.

After the two old men left, Tang Xiaokang cleaned up the table, and before he had time to take a look at the system's rewards, another person walked in.

"Boss, a bowl of mutton soup."

The person who came was Xu Shan. Seeing the other person's expression, he was much more energetic than yesterday, and he could no longer see that kind of decadence.

Nodding his head, Tang Xiaokang walked into the back kitchen again. The mutton soup in the bucket had gradually bottomed out, and he was making two or three bowls, and it was about to be poured out.

The rest is soup residue, which affects the taste and is not as nutritious.

But after a long time of stewing, the only mutton soup left in this bucket will taste even more delicious.

After spending the whole night with Xu Shan, he ate and paid silently like last night, but before leaving, he thanked Tang Xiaokang.

Tang Xiaokang responded with a smile.

After Xu Shan left and made sure no one would come again, Tang Xiaokang closed the outermost anti-theft door, and then locked the old mahogany door inside.

As usual, when it comes to cleaning, pour out the soup dregs left in the back kitchen, clean up, and finish everything.

Tang Xiaokang breathed a sigh of relief, and came back to observe the reward he had just received.

"Name: Tang Xiaokang

Level: 1 (Rookie Novice)
skill:
Appraisal: Intermediate

Knife: primary
Achievements: none
Task: [Tao Meifang’s Thoughts] Completed (to be extracted)

Reward: Delicious Salt Baked Chicken (to be extracted)"

"The mission [Tao Meifang's Thoughts] has been completed. Do you want to extract experience?"

"Reward: Delicious salt-baked chicken has arrived, do you want to withdraw it?"

"extract!"

I meditated in my heart for a moment, and for a moment, the familiar stuff dared to welcome again.

Even after experiencing it once, Tang Xiaokang was still a little uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, the uncomfortable feeling was slightly relieved. Tang Xiaokang felt that it was not so uncomfortable when he received the reward for the first time. At this moment, he felt a little nauseous and his head was too swollen.

After thinking about it, it is probably because I am too tired today.

Although the business was not busy all day, Tang Xiaokang was not idle, he was doing things all day, and he was indeed a little tired at night, plus the cleaning just now.

I am already a little tired, and accepting rewards in this state will probably consume a lot of my brain.

Looking at the few live chickens that had been prepared earlier, Tang Xiaokang was planning to practice this new dish at night, and it seemed that he could only wait until tomorrow.

The three hens who didn't know that they escaped were all nested in the cardboard box, clutching the only egg under their bellies.

After closing the door of the hall and turning off the lights, Tang Xiaokang walked up to the bedroom on the second floor.

It is very complete and has two bedrooms and one living room.

It used to be the place where Grandpa Tang Youwei stayed temporarily in Dongju. Now it has become Tang Xiaokang's private space. After taking a bath and lying comfortably on the bed, the entire Dongju soon fell into silence.

In the early morning of the second day, Tang Xiaokang struggled to get out of the confrontation of getting up.

Yesterday, I asked Boss Wu to deliver today's mutton. Not long after Tang Xiaokang opened, Boss Wu walked over from the vegetable market at the entrance of the alley.

Holding two huge mutton bellies, Boss Wu said with a smile.

"I'm lucky today. This is the first batch of meat slaughtered at the slaughterhouse. The meat is of good quality and the body is quite large."

As he spoke, he threw the two pieces of lamb belly on the chopping board in the back kitchen. Looking at the size of the two pieces of lamb belly, Tang Xiaokang nodded in agreement.

Even a lamb's belly can be so big. It is estimated that the size of today's Nanhai Dongshan black sheep will not be small. It is a whole circle bigger than the few pieces I got the day before yesterday.

"Thank you, Boss Wu!"

The money for mutton is still the same as the old rules of Dongju in the past. Once a month is settled, Boss Wu just delivered the mutton. There is still business at the stall, and he left Dongju without chatting with Tang Xiaokang.

Watching Boss Wu leave, Tang Xiaokang still cleaned up the mutton in his hands.

Cantonese-style mutton soup is the signature of Dongju at the moment. Even if you learn other dishes, in winter, mutton soup will eventually be the most important and essence of Dongju.

Make preparations, turn on the fire and cook the soup. After enough time, take out the mutton and debone it, and put it in the bones again to cook.

Until this time, Tang Xiaokang was completely relaxed, and most of the preparations were complete, and the rest only needed to be simmered slowly. If a guest came, prepare the things, and a mutton soup would be completed.

At this time, Tang Xiaokang's eyes gradually shifted to the three hens that were let go yesterday.

The three hens who were squatting in the box to sleep, suddenly felt cold for some reason, moved their buttocks to feel the eggs below, and fell asleep again peacefully.

Past experience tells it that a hen that can lay eggs is a safe hen.

Salt-baked chicken, if placed in the family, this is definitely a big dish.It sounds simple, but it is actually a dish with complicated craftsmanship, especially if you want to make a delicious enough taste.

Even Tang Xiaokang's grandfather, Tang Youwei, was sometimes inaccurate in front of this dish, which led to Tang Xiaokang once thinking that salt-baked chicken was the boss behind the scenes in the chef world.

Opening the carton, he took out a hen that was still in a dazed state.

"There's actually an egg."

Looking at the unresponsive hen in his hand with a look of surprise, Tang Xiaokang thought for a while, and finally put it down and picked up the other hen.

Hens that can lay eggs can still be raised more and can pay back their capital.

Putting the eggs in his hands aside, Tang Xiaokang said secretly in his heart.

Kill the chicken, remove the hair...

These things, Tang Xiaokang started to learn from his grandfather when he was ten years old, and he was very proficient in making them. If he was not too young, Tang Xiaokang would have been dragged to kill pigs by his grandfather at that time.

I accidentally recalled my childhood, and I didn't expect it to be so bloody and violent.

(End of this chapter)