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Although it is the first time for Chen Nian to cook Beggar Chicken, the difficulty of Beggar Chicken is far from that of Imperial Roast Duck. do it.

Moreover, Chen Nian and Father Song San also learned a lot here, plus his previous status as a beggar, so doing this would not arouse too much suspicion.

Of course, this was just what Chen Nian thought in his heart, in fact Song San and Xu Erni would not doubt Chen Nian at all.

The soil used for beggar chickens, I feel that special soil should be used if conditions permit, but it is also placed in the palace and future generations.

Now it's nothing more than making a simple snack for Xiaotao, so just find some similar soil to use.

And isn't it simple to get some soil in such a county?

There is no gold and silver, but there is a lot of soil.

The soil was found when Xiaotao was cleaning the chicken just now, and he crushed them and filtered out the soil clods inside, leaving only the fine parts.

"Although the chicken has been cleaned, it has not been blanched after all, so the chicken still smells a bit like chicken. Wouldn't it be better if we added some wine?" Chen Nian thought in his heart, "But Putting it on the chicken may change the taste, and it is not easy to evaporate if it is sprinkled on the lotus leaves. If too much alcohol stays on it, it may turn sour...Maybe, you can use wine to make mud?"

Thinking of this, Chen Nian turned his head: "Father, can I have some of your wine?"

"You eat it. I don't like chicken very much. I can eat pork, beef and sheep. Although chicken is delicious, I'm not used to it." Song San said.

"It's delicious!"

Xiaotao worked hard to mix the mud, this step was the happiest and easiest for her.

Song San came here quickly, looked at the wine that had been poured into the soil, and beat his chest in distress: "What a prodigal, I want to know that you use my wine to make mud, no matter what you say, I can't let you ruin it like this. "

Chen Nian helped his father to cook, while Xiao Tao sat beside him with a ponytail and watched Chen Nian's work with his chin resting on his hands.

He has worked as a chef for so many years, and he actually knows how to make real beggar chicken.

"Son, there is something! When I was unloading the chicken leg just now, I found that the chicken leg was roasted badly, and it could be removed with chopsticks. It was very boneless.

Then they came to the yard, and Chen Nian lit a fire with firewood, and when it was about the same time, he put the beggar chicken wrapped in soil into it.

"Yes you can."

When Xu Erni heard this, she sighed, "Okay."

At this moment, Xu Erni also hurriedly came over to persuade: "Oh, old man, why are you so picky? My son must have his reasons if he wants to use it. Besides, it's not that our family lacks dozens of Wen. If he wants to use it, let him use it."

"Brother Chen Nian, can we play rubber band jumping for a while? I have already learned what you taught me before."

Xiaotao was still listening to Song San's praise of begging chicken, but Chen Nian said that she made it all by herself, which made her a little shy.

Rubbing his waist, Chen Nian didn't care about the mud marks on it, sighed and said: "Okay, we can go out to roast chicken now."

"Yes!" Xiaotao nodded heavily, and punched Chen Nian's waist with a combined punch.

"It will take a long time to bake, let's wait for a while." Chen Nian said.

Such a cute appearance made everyone laugh.

When he was talking just now, Chen Nian didn't stop pouring the wine, and he quickly put away the jar until he was stopped by his father.

"Master, you eat this chicken leg!"

"I'll turn the chicken over and refuel the fire by the way."

Chen Nian hesitated for a moment, looked at the stick in his hand, it seemed too short for the child, so he threw it away and went to the woodshed to pick up a longer one: "Then you use this to turn over, be careful One thing, don't burn yourself, and don't use too much force, or the outside soil will be pierced, and the chicken inside will be burnt."

Song San could be angry with his son, but he didn't want to be angry with Xiaotao. After all, he liked Xiaotao a lot, and thought it would be nice for her to stay at home as his daughter-in-law when she grows up.

"Xiao Tao is so good!" Song San said cheerfully.

But after thinking about it, he still got up and stuck his chopsticks into the root of the chicken's other leg.

Chen Nian looked at his father unexpectedly, he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily.

Then hold the wine jar and put it on the table.

"Don't worry, dad, don't be an example!"

So Chen Nian had no choice but to find an excuse to say that he was tired, and they went back to the room to rest.

This also makes the grilled chicken not hard at all.

"Why did you give me this? This is what Xiao Taojia gave you." Xu Erni said hastily.

After the mud was reconciled, Chen Nian directed Xiao Tao to smear the mud on the outside of the lotus leaves.

Song San was sitting opposite Xiao Tao, watching Xiao Tao keep smashing her mouth, then reached out and poked the joint of the chicken leg with chopsticks, then took a chicken leg and put it directly into Xiao Tao's bowl.

But if the fire is too small, the chicken will not be cooked well.

"It's okay, use it."

But the beggar chicken produced in this way has a particularly fishy taste because the internal organs have not been removed in advance and the blood has not been washed.

"Can I come?"

Therefore, most of the anger disappeared.

Although adults always use the urine bed to scare them, this still can't stop the children's enthusiasm for it.

Besides, what Song San cooks at noon is some home-cooked dishes.

Xu Erni knew that Song San was actually reluctant to eat it, so she gave it to herself. After all, a chicken only has two legs, Xiaotao ate one, and Song San habitually gave herself the rest.

"I'm so sleepy, I feel like I'm going to float up now." Xiaotao helped Fu's desk.

Although Song San had stated from the beginning just now that he would let Chen Nian and them do it, but he would glance at it from time to time. Now that he heard that Chen Nian wanted to use wine, he thought it was that Chen Nian wanted to use wine to continue marinating.

"Master, eat first."

It is not easy for Chen Nian to achieve this step, which made old man Song San forget that he used half a jar of wine before.

But when I was jumping, my movements seemed to be a bit out of control, and I jumped crookedly, and I didn't finish the whole set after playing for a long time.

Xiaotao's eyes widened. Except for the meat made by Song San, she had never smelled such a delicious thing!

Knock off the soil outside with two pieces of wood, and then put the beggar chicken into the pot and bring it back to the house.

Chen Nian pulled up the neck of the chicken and put it in his own bowl: "Actually, I like to eat this, although there is not much meat on it, but it is delicious to eat like this."

Xiaotao rubbed her hands expectantly, as if she couldn't wait to taste the taste of the Beggar Chicken she made herself.

No seasoning is added, even the chicken feathers are not plucked, just like this, the mud is directly spread on the chicken, and the heat is not mentioned, anyway, when the mud is almost roasted, the chicken's hair will also follow. The mud is directly glued down.

But now this level is just right, even if I have lost a lot of teeth, it is not difficult to eat at all.

But Song San soon put the chicken leg into his wife's bowl.

"No, this isn't done yet."

Xiao Tao smiled and fell asleep.

Xiaotao even made a long shape with her hands when kneading the mud: "Brother Chen Nian, what do you think this looks like?"

Then stunned.

"Did I ask you to use wine and mud?"

So he went directly to the cellar in the yard and took out a jar of wine.

Seeing Chen Nian's appearance, Xiaotao laughed like a silver bell.

But the one in the middle C is the beggar's chicken wrapped in lotus leaves.

With blushing cheeks, he lowered his head: "Not at all, the main reason is that brother Chen Nian taught me."

But Xiaotao, who was standing by the side with her sleeves rolled up and preparing to have a drink, saw that Song San was angry, and hurried to Song San, grabbed his arm and shook it: "Master, just let us use it, we will make sure later Make this chicken delicious! When the time comes, I will give you the most delicious chicken legs!"

"It's just that when I was at home, my father and mother wouldn't let me play, saying that I would pee my pants."

"Don't pour it down! I usually don't want to drink this wine!"

Seeing that Song San didn't say anything, Xiaotao came to the basin and looked up at Chen Nian: "Brother Chen Nian, what do you do?"

"Don't worry, Chen Nian, I'm the best at playing with fire!"

"It won't be allowed in the future!"

Seeing this scene, Song San became anxious on the spot: "Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

"Xiao Tao, you eat this."

After Chen Nian was hit twice, he quickly dodged it. The little guy's fist was quite strong, and he almost lost it!

The aged seasoning is spread on the chicken, which perfectly complements the aroma of the chicken itself, making this beggar chicken even more flawless.

It's just that her technique was not as clever as Song San's. She poked the chicken twice and messed it up. Chen Nian hurriedly helped to remove the chicken leg.

Xiao Tao stared at the big chicken leg in her bowl, and couldn't help swallowing.

Less than half an hour later, when Xiao Tao woke up, she saw Chen Nian walking into the yard at a glance.

Generally speaking, it is quite good if the roast chicken can achieve this level. Roasting through the soil is a test of fire control.

So he called Xiaotao, and went to the yard to take out the beggar chicken.

"Can you really?"

Although he only took a small bite just now, this small bite directly tore off the flesh on this side, and the degree of bone loss can be seen.

After hearing this, Xiaotao let out a strange cry, and then directly inserted her hand into the clay basin.

Song San also echoed from the side: "That's right, you can eat it if you let it. My son and Xiaotao made this together. If you don't eat it, I don't think it's appropriate anyway."

These two flavors alternate in the mouth, but they are quickly replaced by the seasonings smeared on the chicken.

However, it is not water but wine that is used to make mud for aging. Although it is not drunk directly, the alcohol is also volatilized during the mud mixing process.

Song San took the wine jar from Chen Nian's hand and shook it for a while, and found that most of the wine in it had been poured out by Chen Nian, and his heart was also half cold.

After adding firewood, they went back into the house.

"Look, I can still do martial arts now!"

"Is this a little?"

Chen Nian didn't expect Xiaotao to still have the energy to play rubber bands after doing so much work. Sure enough, a child's energy is boundless.

Chen Nian looked at the amount of alcohol poured just now, and he waved his hand: "Do whatever you want!"

"Then go and have a rest first." Chen Nian held back a smile and put his hands on Xiao Tao's shoulders to help him stabilize his figure.

Chen Nian clattered his chest.

He told jokes and stories to Xiaotao, which made the little girl giggle.

Chen Nian smiled shyly: "Father, this is mainly made by Xiaotao."

"Oh, forget it, let's just fall down."

"I'm not afraid, these are all deceiving children, Xiaotao is no longer a child!"

If the fire is too hot, the soil on the outside will dry and crack faster, so that the flame will burn to the lotus leaves inside along the gap, causing the lotus leaves to carbonize under the high temperature, and the juice inside will seep out.

Chen Nian couldn't help saying "Hey~" when he saw it: "What are you doing with this thing? Hurry up and get rid of it!"

"Hey, prodigal son, our life is better now, but this jar of wine costs more than 50 cents! The wine you poured is probably more expensive than this chicken!"

He quickly jumped out of bed and followed Chen Nian to the yard.

Although the chicken is roasted on the fire, it is covered with two layers of lotus leaves, and then covered with thick soil around the knuckles, so most of the moisture is left inside during the roasting process.

After Song San's food was almost done, Chen Nian looked at the Beggar Chicken outside, thinking that it should be almost done.

Xu Erni looked at the chicken legs in the bowl, and picked them up again: "Son, you can eat, mother doesn't like chicken either, she's afraid of stuffing her teeth."

"Brother Chen Nian, what are you going to do?"

"I don't want to see him waste it. Could it be possible that he will eat the soil later?"

For children, there are two favorite things to do, the first is to play with fire, and the second is to play with mud.

"Heni, didn't you agree to let me use it just now?"

After returning to the house, open the lid and pour it directly into the basin containing the loess.

Chen Nian smiled: "Then aren't you afraid to play now?"

"Father, this wine can remove the smell, so I used a little."

He thought about it, and thought that all the wasted wine was spent for his future daughter-in-law, and he felt less uncomfortable.

Xiaotao felt dizzy when she reconciled, and her face turned red like a sunset.

The reason why this dish is called this name is that the beggar stole the chicken from someone else's house, and then directly roasted it.

Chen Nian naturally understood Xu Erni's thoughts: "Don't worry, mother, this chicken is not stuffy."

Chen Nian used chopsticks to slowly pick apart the upper layer of lotus leaves, and suddenly a fragrance came to the nostrils.

"Is that a matter of dozens of words?"

The beggar chicken made by myself is generally similar to the most authentic beggar chicken, but the details have been increased a lot.

And just after the chicken is in the mouth, first of all is the fragrance of lotus leaves, which greatly relieves the greasy feeling of oil oozing from the chicken skin, and at the same time, there is a faint fragrance of grain.

This is the smell left after the alcohol has evaporated. He is in this line of work, so he is very familiar with this smell.

As he spoke, he took the stick from Chen Nian and turned it over carefully, while Chen Nian added firewood to the side, blowing gently from time to time to make the fire burn.

How could Song San resist the child's enthusiasm?
So I picked up the chicken leg and took a small bite.

After tasting it, it tastes good, it doesn't taste fishy at all, and the ingredients you made earlier are just right, I see, your craftsmanship can be sold! "

Xiao Tao held it tremblingly, and put it in Song San's bowl.

In the end, Chen Nian started to eat like this, but when eating, Chen Nian felt that the Beggar Chicken this time was still somewhat insufficient.

As far as the heat is concerned, it is actually a little bit too much.

If it is placed in Honghong Restaurant, you can be confident that it will be better when it is aged, because there are more seasonings that can be used.

At this time, Xiaotao also started to eat the chicken drumsticks, but she felt that it was not easy to hold them with chopsticks.

"Xiao Tao, grab it with your hands and eat it, and wash your hands later."