90s Little Struggle

Chapter 83 Yan Hong
Xiao Hong marinated the chopped chicken with some seasonings, and began to make the batter.

Whether the fried chicken is good or not depends on the marinade and batter.

She spooned the flour and sweet potato powder and stirred them evenly, then added some salt and thirteen spices, added water and stirred them into a fine batter.

Xiao Fang wrote down all kinds of seasonings and their weight on the side.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, everyone is used to cooking at home, and it looks lively and popular, so there are no customers ordering food at noon today.

Xiao Hong is ready to show everyone.

When she was cooking oil, Wu Julan watched her dump five or six catties of oil at once, and suspected that she would have a heart attack.

The soybean oil costs two yuan and more than a catty. Isn't that a loss?

She couldn't help but mutter: "You should put less? This is all oil, not water!"

Xiao Hong acted as if she hadn't heard, rolled the marinated chicken in the batter a few times, and rolled it in the sweet potato flour after making sure that the chicken was fully coated with the batter.

The oil in the pan was about the same temperature. She fried the chicken nuggets in the pan and turned them lightly after a while. After 10 minutes, the chicken nuggets had turned slightly yellow.

She fished out the chicken pieces with a funnel spoon to control the oil, and continued to fry the unfried ones.

After everything is fried, pour in the chicken again and fry again. This time, fry the chicken pieces until they are golden brown before taking them out.

For a while, the smell of meat and oil in the kitchen was so strong that people couldn't help but salivate.

Zhao Laosi, who was lighting the fire, hurriedly brought the scale: "A total of seventeen catties and four taels, minus the three catties and two taels of pot, there are still fourteen catties and two taels."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little surprised: "Before frying, the chicken was only [-] catties and [-] taels, so why is it two catties more?"

Whether it's chicken or oil, it's a good thing, and he's also afraid that the chicken won't weigh the scale.

"It's really fragrant." Wu Julan looked at the oil in the pot, even if she scooped it up with a colander, there was still a bit of residue: "After the oil is filled, you don't need to wash the pot, you can directly cook the vegetable tofu soup There is no need to drain the oil."

Even though life is better now, the habit of thrift has become a habit.

"Mom, you are right." After eating fried chicken, it would be nice to drink some light vegetable soup, Xiao Hong greeted everyone: "Come and eat, how about this taste?"

Zhao Laosi took a bite with his chopsticks, and nodded quickly after swallowing: "It's delicious, I didn't expect the chicken to be so tender."

Yanyan was also very supportive: "The outer shell is also delicious, fragrant and especially crispy."

"The fried chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The chicken is tender and juicy, and the taste is really delicious." Xiao Fang said more elegantly: "The most important thing is that we don't sell it here. It will definitely sell well when it is made during the Chinese New Year."

Xiao Hong hugged her shoulders, and sighed sloppily: "Yanyan, you have to learn how to speak from your second sister, how nice is it?"

Yanyan gnawed on the chicken leg and had no time to talk, she nodded with her smiling eyes shining brightly.

Xiao Fang blushed a little, and stared at her helplessly: "Come on, don't get oil on my clothes."

Wu Julan is very proud of her eldest daughter, it's good not to think too much, and she's good at cooking, but she won't praise her, so as not to let her tail go up to the sky.

She looked at her daughter and asked, "This fried chicken is really delicious, what price should we sell?"

Before Xiao Hong could speak, footsteps came in from outside, and Xu Xinning's pleasant laughing voice: "Xiao Hong, guess what I brought you?"

Xiao Hong felt that Xu Xinning was very cunning. You must know that when the three of them were together, he completely ignored him, but in front of others, he was afraid that people would see that he had a bad intention for Xiao Fang, so he regarded himself as shield.

She didn't bother to talk to him.

But Wu Julan went out with a smile all over her face: "Xinning, you are here."

After she finished speaking, she saw that besides Xu Xinning, Yan Hong also came. She was pleasantly surprised: "Yan Hong, why are you here? Come and eat some of Xiao Hong's new fried chicken."

The kitchen is not big enough to accommodate so many people.

Zhao Laosi came out with fried chicken and warmly invited them to sit down and eat.

Xu Xinning looked at the yellow and orange fried chicken, put the two big bags on the table, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Didn't you ask my brother to bring over the fried chicken from KFC, why did you make it yourself?"

After finishing speaking, I felt like I was blaming her for what I said, so I immediately changed my words: "Good workmanship, it smells better than the ones you bought."

Wu Julan asked Xu Xinning, knowing that they hadn't had lunch yet, she enthusiastically pulled them to sit down and eat together.

Xiao Hong came over to open the bag, but couldn't find the invoice, so she reached out to Yan Hong: "Long time no see, you are welcome, where is the invoice?"

Yan Hong put away the invoice on purpose, just to prevent them from knowing that what he bought was not cheap, and worried that they would have to give him money to put it away.

He looked indifferent: "Is there nothing in the bag? Maybe I didn't take it? Or just threw it away?"

The two small square tables were merged together to form a rectangular table. The brothers sat together, and Xiao Hong sat diagonally across from him, squinting at him and smiling: "Thank you for the treat, I didn't want to give you money, yes I want to know how much they sell, and I want to sell this too."

Although the two haven't seen each other for almost half a year, they were so impressive when they first met. Now talking to him, Xiao Hong didn't see anything.

Yan Hong was stunned for a moment.

Although she was dressed plainly, when she looked at him, her brows fluttered, her almond eyes were like water, which made his heart beat uncontrollably.

Now it is said that men and women are equal. He has female colleagues, and when he is on a mission, he sees all kinds of fat and thin women in hotels and dance halls.

A beautiful woman can indeed make him look at her more, but she doesn't have the feeling that her heart is about to jump out.

He himself didn't know that after being separated for such a long time, he dreamed back at midnight, and he could occasionally dream that she rescued him from the pond.

The self in the dream was really a bastard, and he did something too much to her...

Unable to think about it again, he lowered his head and took out the invoice from his pocket and handed it to her.

On the other side, Xu Xinning really didn't see the outside world, and simply ate the fried chicken with his hands, and praised while eating: "I think your cooking is better."

Xiao Fang took out the two big bags of delicious food they brought, and Xiao Hong also came over to talk to each other: "Two pieces of plain chicken and a serving of mashed potatoes cost nine yuan?"

"There are also two large chicken drumsticks and a vegetable salad bag, which are also nine yuan."

"The chicken nuggets and chips are also nine nine."

Now KFC has not blossomed all over the country, and there are not many set meals. Anyway, Xiao Hong has never seen it in the city, let alone Houzhai Town, which is a relatively remote town.

From the bottom of her heart, Xiao Hong believed that Yan Hong was really generous, and she was afraid that they would not have enough to eat, so she bought three portions of all three items, which cost nearly 90 yuan.

Although it is very happy to be able to eat meat.

But it might be because the ones he brought were a bit cold, and everyone felt that the fried chicken they just made at home tasted pretty good too.

(End of this chapter)