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Chapter 568 The better the chicken tip soup, the more tragic the characters will be!TV fan dun dun dun dun! 【Subscribe】

"Xu Bao, have you finished drinking with everyone?"

After leaving the private room, just as Lin Xu came to the second floor, Shen Jiayue, who was editing the video, took off her earphones and asked curiously.

She couldn't drink, so she didn't go to the private room. Instead, she edited the video of playing the piano yesterday in front of the booth on the second floor.

I haven't practiced the piano recently, resulting in a decline in my skills.

So she simply played the theme song of "Mission: Impossible" for Dundun, and when she played, she also put a car model of Misa Rui next to Dundun.

Lin Xu glanced at the editing progress, and said with a smile:

"They are drunk and want to taste the taste of chicken tip soup. I will make it."

Chicken Tip Soup?
Shen Jiayue looked curious:

"Can chicken butts make soup?"

There is a saying of chicken tip everywhere, but the corresponding part is different in each place.

In some places, the tip of the chicken wing is called the tip of the chicken, in some places the buttock of the chicken is called the tip of the chicken, and in some places the tip of the chicken refers to the gizzard.

This is the case with the vast territory of the country, and there are great discrepancies in terms of names and customs.

Lin Xu pinched the girl's face:
"It's not the butt, it's the tip of the wing."

The researchers of "Jin Ping Mei" actually have a debate about whether to use chicken buttocks or chicken wing tips for chicken tip soup, but the author of the book explained the method in detail.

The method is not difficult. Blanch the tip of the chicken wings, remove the bones, cut them into shreds, boil them in clear chicken broth, add pepper and vinegar to make a hot and sour soup.

In terms of taste, it should be the hot and sour soup that is common in the north.

In the book, the reason Chunmei finds is that she is not feeling well and wants to drink some chicken soup. This is the same reason as northerners who are not feeling well and drink hot and sour soup.

Put more pepper to induce sweating, and the symptoms will be eliminated naturally.

Even in today's 21st century, this tradition still exists.

"Can the tips of chicken wings be used as soup?"

Shen Jiayue hung the earphones around her neck, looked at Lin Xu and smiled:
"Then what can I try?"

"Of course, as long as the baby wants to eat, I will do it immediately."

"Thank you Xubao, Mua~"

Shen Jiayue got up and kissed Lin Xu. At this moment, Chen Yan came up from the stairs. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but let out a "tsk tsk" sound:

"It's still in the store during the day, can't you two keep it?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiayue put her arms around Lin Xu's neck and kissed again:
"My husband, I can kiss wherever I want... The house is settled, Yan Bao?"

Today is the day for Chen Yan to hand over the house. The duplex house she bought in Lin Xu's community was finally vacated today, so she couldn't wait to take someone to inspect it.

"It's fixed, but I can't live in it yet."

Chen Yan put down her bag, took off her down jacket, poured herself a cup of tea with the teapot, drank it, and then said:
"The furniture and home appliances inside are all in the style of ten years ago. I don't like them. I have to replace them all. In addition, to make room for these things, I need to do a simple decoration and repaint the walls with latex paint or something."

Shen Jiayue couldn't help complaining when she heard it:

"You may not know when you will be able to live in after all this trouble."

Chen Yan poured herself another half cup of tea, and said with a relaxed face:

"No rush, at worst, I'll live at your house."

Humph, this time I bought the house with my own money, and it must be decorated and furnished according to my ideas. During this period, any elders are not allowed to go, so as not to raise opinions and ideas.

Seeing that the two sisters were chatting happily, Lin Xu walked into the kitchen without interrupting and started making chicken soup.

Sitting opposite Shen Jiayue, Chen Yan asked curiously:

"Brother-in-law, is this going to be cooked?"

"Yes, he is going to make chicken tip soup, your parents-in-law want to eat it."

"Hey, this is another study of "Jin Ping Mei". As the prop for Sun Xue'e's execution, the Chicken Spicy Soup has been studied by many people. I don't know how my brother-in-law is doing."

Shen Jiayue was stunned:

"Isn't that a little yellow book? You actually read this kind of book openly?"

""Jin Ping Mei" is a novel about the world, which records in detail the world's sophistication, customs, market culture, and various proverbs and slang in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. It is of high research value. Without this book, "A Dream of Red Mansions" would not be possible .”

Shen Jiayue blinked.

When I was young, I couldn't understand these topics that middle-aged people understand.

She pointed upstairs:

"You said that I can't get it, why don't you go upstairs and talk to your parents-in-law."

Chen Yan:? ? ? ? ? ? ?
What fool would talk about this book with his parents-in-law.

Smelly Yueyue, you really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

She took out her phone and checked the time:

"Your brother-in-law gets off work early today. I bought a ticket to the Deyun Club to listen to cross talk, so I don't want to chat with a group of middle-aged and elderly people about literature."

Leave after tasting the chicken tip soup later.

Save time in traffic jams.

Shen Jiayue put on her headphones and continued editing the video.

In the kitchen, Lin Xu washed the tips of the chicken wings and scrubbed them with salt to wash out a lot of blood from the pores.

When everything is ready, put the tip of the chicken wings into a pot of cold water, then add green onion, ginger, pepper, star anise, cinnamon bark, orange peel and rice wine, bring the water to a boil on high heat, skim off the foam, and then turn to low heat and cook for three to four minutes.

Take out and put in cold water to cool.

There is no meat on the tip of the chicken wings, except for the skin and bones.

After cooling, Lin Xu took a small knife and carefully cut the tip of the chicken wing along one side to remove the bones inside, making the chicken wing boneless.

This is actually the same as deboning chicken feet. Although it is difficult, it is not too great. Moreover, after cooking in this way and then cooling it, the bones and skin are separated, making it easier to remove.

Cut off the tip of the chicken wings with a vegetable blade, and then finely cut into shreds.

This step is actually quite dangerous. The tip of cooked chicken wings is relatively slippery, and the shreds are relatively thin. If you are not careful, you may cut your hands.

However, Lin Xu has knife skills, so he is not afraid of the knife slipping.

Cut the filaments and wash them with hot water. This can not only remove impurities, but also wash off excess oil. Immediately after washing, put them into cold water to prevent the chicken skin from becoming bad and rotten in hot water.

Moreover, after soaking in hot water and then soaking in cold water, the thin shreds of chicken wings will be more tender and tender, and it will taste more delicious.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Xu set up the frying pan, added clear chicken soup into it, and turned on high heat.

Then I mixed a little potato starch with water, which is used for thickening.

Soon, the chicken soup boiled, took out the shredded chicken tip, put it in the pot after controlling the water, boiled it for a while, then put in salt and pepper, and tasted the bottom first.

Then pour in the balsamic vinegar, boil it again, and then add the starch water.

As soon as the hot and sour taste came out, Lin Xu thought it was quite good, at least it smelled quite appetizing.

Before leaving the pot, he scooped up some chicken oil and poured it into the pot.

Stir well, put it in a soup bowl, and garnish with two coriander leaves on top for a finishing touch.

The clear soup, the translucent shredded chicken wings, and the fresh, sour and hot taste really whet the appetite.

After Lin Xu filled a soup bowl, he filled half a bowl for Shen Jiayue and Chen Yan.

Not sure whether the two like to drink or not, I didn't dare to fill it up.

As for the rest, put it in the pot first, and whoever wants to drink it will drink it.

He brought out two bowls of soup, and Chen Yan, who was touching up her makeup with a small mirror, was immediately attracted by the hot and sour taste of vinegar and pepper:

"What is this? Water banquet in Los Angeles?"

Lin Xu smiled:
"This is chicken tip soup. It's very simple to make. How about you two try it? There's still a pot in the kitchen. I'll take it upstairs."

There is nothing surprising about this soup, mainly because the novel gives it a tragic feature. It is really sad to think that Sun Xue'e has been cooking all kinds of delicious dishes since she appeared on the stage, and finally died of delicious food.

Chen Yan tasted it with a spoon, and said to herself:
"This is delicious. Sun Xue'e died unjustly. If she wants to leave it at this time, she must be an executive chef of a big restaurant."

In the book, Sun Xue'e is in charge of the kitchen at Ximenqing's house. Whether Ximenqing is entertaining the imperial censor or drinking and having fun with friends, this female cook can arrange the banquet properly.

And she was busy with the whole process almost by herself. Even the executive chef of a big hotel couldn't match her ability.

Thinking of these, Chen Yan couldn't help muttering:

"The feudal system kills people."

Shen Jiayue was not so sentimental, she held the small bowl and blew it, and took a small sip:
"Wow, this is delicious, hot and sour and delicious, and the texture of these filaments is also good, very chewy, and smooth and tender."

The chicken skin has been boiled and cooled twice, forming a creamy texture. It is really interesting when eaten in the mouth, and it goes well with the fresh, sour and spicy taste.

upstairs.

When Lin Xu came in with the chicken tip soup, the professors and scholars who were chatting all stopped and looked at the soup bowl with all eyes.

Is this delicacy that has been debated for hundreds of years finally let everyone taste it?

When Lin Xu put the soup on the table, everyone stared at it, but no one moved the dishes.

"The chicken tip soup is ready, you can try it."

Geng Lishan said:
"I'm a bit afraid to try this soup. When I tasted this soup, Sun Xue'e unconsciously flashed in my mind... But let's try it, and use the chicken tip soup to pay homage to this tragic woman."

Sun Xue'e is just a fictional character in the novel, but because of the author's good writing skills, people are still full of sympathy for this character hundreds of years later.

Everyone served a small bowl.

After taking a spoonful of it and bringing it to your mouth, everyone was silent after tasting it.

After a long time, Ren Chongmo sighed:
"Sun Xue'e, she died unjustly!"

What a delicious soup, but Chunmei didn't think it tasted good, and used it to kill people. The more I thought about the plot described in the book, the more I felt that Sun Xue'e didn't deserve to die.

Cui Qingyuan tasted two mouthfuls.

Take a picture of the soup bowl in front of you and send it to your Moments:
"Fortunately, I tasted the chicken tip soup made by Boss Lin. The soup is clear and delicious, but I feel panicked. This is probably the charm of literature. Hundreds of years later, people still sympathize with a woman in the book. "

He didn't mention Jin Ping Mei, nor Sun Xue'e.

But soon, Geng Lele commented below like an adult:
"Read less unhealthy books!"

Yan Lin liked it and commented:

"There is really chicken tip soup? I have to try it next time I go to the capital. I have been curious for a long time."

Lin Xu sat near the door, regretting making the chicken tip soup, because he didn't expect that a soup would turn everyone into an EMO.

At this moment, Shu Yun knocked on the door, pushed open the door of the private room and walked in, holding a plate of jade rabbit-shaped snacks in his hand, he smiled at everyone and said:

"The rabbit dim sum made by our chef Niu himself is made of glutinous rice flour dough on the outside, red bean paste filling on the inside, and a little milk powder sprinkled on it. You professors can try it."

The little rabbit is very cute, small in size and pink, making people feel reluctant to eat it.

When everyone saw it, their moods were no longer so depressed, but each of them held a little rabbit and tasted it seriously.

Seeing that everyone was serious, Lin Xu got up quietly and went out with Shu Yun.

"Did I come in time?"

"It's very timely. I was worried that they would be depressed. I really didn't expect these literati to be so sentimental. I couldn't sit or walk."

Shu Yun chatted with Lin Xu in a low voice, and smiled at the waiters when they met them.

Back on the second floor, Shen Jiayue was already drinking her second bowl of chicken tip soup. She didn't have a deep study of literature, and she didn't have so much sadness.

Seeing Lin Xu coming, the girl said happily:

"This chicken tip soup is really delicious. Sister Yun, you should try it too. It's super delicious."

Finally heard a compliment.

Lin Xu felt better. No matter what kind of emotions a dish brought to everyone, his baby would cheer him on.

Others have characters in novels in their hearts, and they have all kinds of emotions, but in Shen Jiayue's heart, there is only Lin Xu.

"Husband control is hopeless..."

Chen Yan finished drinking the chicken tip soup in her bowl, put on her makeup again, then put on her down jacket and bag, and said happily:
"Go and listen to cross talk with our little Jiejie!"

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs in a hurry.

Shu Yun asked someone to serve a small bowl of soup, and tasted it, it tasted really good.

She said to Lin Xu:

"Yueliyue intends to invite fellow villagers to dinner tomorrow. He wants us to prepare a table of Cantonese cuisine. He has already paid a deposit of 2000 yuan and let us see the arrangement."

The words "seeing the arrangement" are the words that restaurant owners dislike the most.

It’s okay if the food is to your taste, but if it’s not to your taste or all the dishes served are expensive, it’s easy to argue.

Relatively speaking, it is better to order dishes, all of which are chosen by customers themselves.

Of course, Yueliyue will definitely not quibble, he is now a well-known anchor in the game circle, his income is not low, and he occasionally does live broadcasts of Qiafan.

For example, selling some computer peripherals, game peripherals, etc., life is very comfortable.

And those few of his classmates have also made a name for themselves in the power leveling circle, and now almost all of them are high-end clients.

Some bosses who have a passion for games don’t have time to play games by themselves, but want to maintain a high-level and high-ranking style, so they entrust their accounts to them, and then pay a certain amount of remuneration, so that they can enjoy the feeling of being admired by thousands of people in the game up.

Lin Xu asked:

"How many people?"

The food should not be served according to the customer's money, but should be determined according to the number of people, so that everyone can eat and drink well.

"About twenty or so, he booked a private room in Sijipingan."

Four Seasons Ping An is a relatively larger private room on the third floor, with a large dining table for 20 people inside. If you book this private room, it means that there are about 20 people coming.

Basically, there are more than [-] dishes to serve, because less than [-] dishes, not to mention whether you can eat enough, the table is not full, and it looks very embarrassing.

Lin Xu said:

"Then I'll ask the kitchen to make a menu later, and add a few Cantonese dishes that are not available in the store, so that they can eat better."

As the owner of a restaurant, it is impossible to do everything personally, otherwise opening such a large restaurant would be exhausting.

As for the dishes that are not available, Lin Xu plans to make a jelly sausage, a crispy squab, and let Lao Huang send two farmed fat snakes to make a jelly snake section.

Although Lin Xu can cook this kind of dish that southerners love, there is no new one.

As for the crispy squab, it is estimated that the new one will be available next week at the earliest. This kind of single-sold dish will not only make you feel less full after eating, but will make you hungrier, which is what restaurants like.

In the evening, when Lin Xu returned home from get off work, Lin Xu changed into home clothes. Just as he was about to go upstairs to play games, Shen Jiayue clamored for popcorn.

This girl is planning to watch a movie tonight, but she always feels that the atmosphere is not enough without popcorn.

Lin Xu had no choice but to go to the kitchen. He took out the special corn for popcorn that he bought earlier, put the stainless steel frying pan for dessert on the shelf, poured special oil for popcorn, poured the corn kernels into the pot, and then put some syrup.

After turning on the fire, stir-fry slowly. When the oil temperature comes up, cover the pot.

Press the lid of the pot with one hand, and shake the pot with the other hand, so that the corn in the pot can be heated more evenly.

Soon, there was a dense banging sound inside, and the corn kernels inside became popcorn one by one under the action of the hot oil.

And hung it with the sourdough syrup, it looks delicious.

The corn kernels in the pot were originally only half a small bowl, but when they exploded, it became a big pot full.

Shen Jiayue felt that the whole process was like a magic show, so she couldn't help admiring:
"It's amazing, but it's a pity that the air fryer can't be made, otherwise I must learn how to do it."

Lin Xu said:

"If you want to eat, I can make it for you, no need to learn."

Lin Xu tried not to let this girl do anything that required hot oil or knives, because she had no cooking foundation and was careless. If she got hurt, it wouldn't be worth it.

After there was no crackling sound in the pot, Lin Xu lifted the lid of the pot and poured the popcorn inside into the prepared bamboo basket.

The fat in the pot has been hung on the popcorn along with the syrup, and the whole pot looks clean.

Shen Jiayue picked up one and tasted it:

"Delicious, thank you Xubao!"

Lin Xu tasted it and felt that the popcorn was really good. He didn't bother to play games anymore, so he asked curiously:
"What movie are you going to watch?"

"The Three-Body Problem anime, it's been widely publicized recently, I don't know if it's good or not, it's just a waste of time."

People watch movies and TV dramas, popcorn is a match, mainly to see the plot.

But this girl mainly watches movies and TV dramas with eating popcorn and dinner, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, as long as there is movement.

The two sat on the sofa, and Lin Xu watched as Shen Jiayue turned on the broadcast platform client on the TV, and began to search for Three-Body Anime, intending to watch it for a while.

However, as soon as it was turned on, Dundun ran over, and the little guy played around with the remote control for a while.

When Shen Jiayue got it back, the cat and mouse started playing on TV.

The little guy was lying on the sofa between the two of them, his little tail wagging slightly, looking very comfortable.

"Baby, do you want to watch this? Then watch it, Dad and Mommy will watch it with you... Would you like some popcorn? It's delicious."

Dundun looked disdainfully at the popcorn in the basket, then jumped off the sofa, circled around the glass jar of dried fish twice, and yelled twice in dissatisfaction.

"Want to eat dried fish? Mommy will get it for you."

Shen Jiayue brought the little guy two dried fish from his hometown, and the family sat on the sofa, watching this cartoon that was older than his parents...

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Two days ago, I was greedy when writing braised geese. I bought half of them online, warmed them up at noon, cut them into pieces and tasted them, but I was delayed until now. I really can’t make food when I write about food... This chapter is 5300 words, please Monthly tickets, brothers!
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