Boss, please help

Chapter 16 Pig's Trotters and Baked Chicken
Luo Xue didn't bring her mobile phone, so she didn't know that a random dish she made had already aroused public outrage in the whole building.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she put the ginkgo into the pressure cooker and put the lid back on.

I took out the whole chicken and put it on a plate, opened the refrigerator and put it in the refrigerator to cool down.

Next, Luo Xue chopped green onion, minced garlic, and minced ginger, and added light soy sauce, sugar, pepper oil, and salt. Considering that her father was hospitalized, she didn't add chili and red oil, so she made a light dipping dish.

After finishing the dipping dish, the ginkgo in the pressure cooker is already soft.

Luo Xue lifted the lid of the pot, only put some salt, then took out the heat preservation box and put the stewed pig's trotters with ginkgo on it.

Then I took out the whole chicken from the freezer, and spread sesame oil on the chicken skin, and the whole chicken became yellowish and white, and the aroma was overwhelming.

Luo Xue pulled out a clean kitchen knife from the knife holder and waved it down. Suddenly, the knife shone like a shadow, and the whole chicken on the plate was still intact without any change.

She put the whole chicken into the insulated box together with the plates, filled the rice from the rice cooker, took out the bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and put them in the insulated box together.

After finishing the meal, Luo Xue let out a sigh of relief, looking a little satisfied.

It was almost noon, and she went out with the thermos box, and went to the hospital to deliver meals to her parents.

……

Luo Dayuan looked better today than yesterday. When Luo Xue came, his father was talking to his mother.

"I made meals and sent them to my parents."

Zhang Wanrong stood up and took the insulated box from Luo Xue's hand, a little surprised: "You made it? When will you know how to cook?"

When Luo Xue and Luo Yan were sensible, Luo Dayuan's business had already grown, so naturally a rich family would not treat their children badly.

The siblings grew up in rich clothes and fine food, and since they were young, their ten fingers were not exposed to the spring water, so where did they do housework?

Let alone cooking.

Luo Xue said with a smile: "I usually watch you cook a lot, so it's natural. Besides, it's the Internet age, so you're not allowed to learn how to cook from online videos."

Luo Dayuan laughed immediately when he heard it, and joked: "Oh, your mother and I have become your guinea pigs, specially testing dishes for you."

While urging Zhang Wanrong to open the insulated box, she pretended to be scared and said, "Look, what kind of dark food is it. Dad doesn't ask much, as long as he doesn't die from eating it."

Zhang Wanrong also smiled, opened the insulated box, and brought out the pig's trotter stewed ginkgo soup and the whole chicken.

The extreme smell of meat overflowed, and the ward fell silent instantly.

"Gudong."

Luo Dayuan swallowed his saliva, and looked at Luo Xue in disbelief.

"Xiaoxue, you said you did this?"

Luo Xue said modestly: "Yes, it's the first time I make it, and I don't know if it's good or not."

Luo Dayuan had a complex look on his face. He was a chef and had been in the catering business all his life.

Such an extremely pure meat scent can directly detonate other people's greedy worms, and he thought he couldn't do it.

Not to mention that he can't cook it, he has seen eighty if not a hundred famous chefs, and he has tasted countless famous dishes, but this is the first time he has smelled such an extreme meaty aroma.

Based on this aroma, can this dish taste good?
Luo Dayuan looked serious, and looked at the two dishes in front of him.

In the soup bowl is stewed ginkgo with pig's trotters. The pig's trotters are like short and delicate lotus roots, the pink skin is light brown lean meat, and the white as snow soup is sprinkled with green onions.

Just looking at it will whet your appetite.

He scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon and put it into his mouth. He closed his eyes immediately, with a satisfied expression on his face.

I just feel a mouthful of fine juice in my mouth, the extremely rich aroma, the flavors of pig's trotters, ginkgo, various seasonings and chopped green onions are perfectly blended together, but each flavor is not covered, but layers upon layers Show them off one by one.

After swallowing the soup, the whole stomach warmed up, but it made me even hungrier.

"it is good."

Luo Dayuan couldn't help but yelled, picked up a piece of pig's trotter with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The pork melts in the mouth like jelly, the fat but not greasy sticks to the teeth, and the collagen in the mouth makes him feel a great sense of happiness, and every cell in the body feels extremely refreshed.

"good to eat."

Luo Dayuan was full of praise, a home-cooked dish of stewed pig's trotters with ginkgo, full of color, fragrance and taste, and everything was wonderful.

This cooking skill...

Luo Dayuan often hears that a certain master's culinary skills are at the pinnacle, but they are almost exaggerated. After tasting the dishes of those masters, the taste is just so-so.

It is nothing more than a lot of thought has been spent on color and shape, and the complex arrangement of the plate is a huge project.

It is not for people to eat, but for people to see.

Luo Dayuan tasted the pig's trotters, and was about to stretch out his chopsticks to taste the chicken, but he saw that it was a whole chicken, and he didn't know how to use his chopsticks.

Luo Xue picked up the chopsticks with a smile, and tapped lightly on the spine of the whole chicken.

In an instant, a whole chicken was scattered on the white dinner plate like flowers blooming.

The chicken body is divided into two halves along the spine bone, and then scattered into meat pieces of uniform thickness and spread on the outermost layer of the plate. The neck is paved, and the center is the chicken head.

The petals are well-defined, uniform in size and transparent, like a blooming peony.

Luo Dayuan and Zhang Wanrong were dumbfounded, they opened their mouths wide and looked at the "meat flower" on the plate, speechless.

The couple are well-informed and have seen all kinds of dishes, whether fancy or grand, or unique or ingenious, and even dishes decorated with tens of meters of ink and landscape paintings.

It can be transformed from a whole chicken into a meaty flower in an instant, which is really unprecedented.

Is this magic?
Luo Dayuan picked up a piece of chicken, put some dipping sauce into his mouth.

The skin is yellow and the meat is white, fat and tender, crisp and tender, full of delicious taste.

Luo Dayuan chewed the meat in his mouth carefully, but he was reluctant to swallow it.

He tasted the boiled chicken cooked by the most famous chef in Guangdong Province, and he was so shocked that he wanted to eat one in one go.

But compared with the white chicken at this time, it seems that the yellow flowers of yesterday are not at the same level as the spring scenery of today.

This song should only be found in the sky, and can be heard several times in the world.

Luo Dayuan felt that these two lines of poems were not exaggerated at all when used to describe this dish of chopping chicken for nothing.

He raised his head excitedly, his voice trembling: "Xiaoxue, did you really do this?"

Luo Xue said with a smile: "Then it can still be fake, just follow the video."

"According to the video?"

"Yes."

"It's your first time cooking."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Looking at his daughter's calm expression, Luo Dayuan didn't know what to say for a moment.

He turned to Zhang Wanrong and said, "You should also try your daughter's cooking."

Zhang Wanrong wanted to taste it a long time ago, Wen Yan took his chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

She froze for a moment, then picked up the second chopsticks.

"Save some for me."

Seeing this, Luo Dayuan took another pair of chopsticks from the heat preservation box and started grabbing the food, regardless of all the thoughts in his mind.

"Hello, can I try your dishes?"

A somewhat hoarse voice came from beside the three of them.

(End of this chapter)