Guozijian little cook

In the evening, the students came to the cafeteria to eat.

Xiao Nianzhi and the others had already finished eating and went back to rest.

As for what to eat for supper?
Xiao Nianzhi is discussing with Aunt Yu and Yan Xingxuan.

The budget at the beginning of the month is sufficient, there are many ingredients to choose from, and the food will be better.

After Xiao Nianzhi met for a few times, he went to ask Guan Shi again.

As soon as the other party heard about the ingredients Xiao Nianzhi needed, he immediately nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I'll arrange it now."

It has to be said that Steward Qiu's efficiency is extremely fast.

When the sky darkened and Xiao Nianzhi came to the cafeteria, the ingredients prepared by Qiu Guanshi were also brought over.

Of course, Qiu was in charge of several things and didn't leave.

After all, what Xiao Nianzhi asked was chicken legs.

The taste and texture of the chicken are very comfortable to eat.

Moreover, it was still in the hands of Xiao Nianzhi, so Guanshi Qiu and the others were quite looking forward to it.

Once the chicken legs were in place, Xiao Nianzhi started the preliminary treatment.

After cleaning, the bone needs to be removed.

Yan Xingxuan watched it twice, and then began to try it out.

As soon as he made a move, Laishun and others came to help after cleaning their hands.

There are a lot of people and strength, originally the chicken drumsticks were not too many, there were thirty in total, except for Xiao Nianzhi's internal digestion, it is estimated that only twenty can be sold.

So, with a few people, it was quickly dealt with.

Xiao Nianzhi adjusted the seasoning for the processed chicken thighs and marinated them briefly.

Then, she went to make a new sauce.

After the chicken legs were marinated for about a stick of incense, Xiao Nianzhi finally started to move.

Some students have already come over now, but because Xiao Nianzhi is busy, no one has the nerve to come over and ask what happened to the incense this morning and afternoon.

Some students are introverted, and they are not too embarrassed to ask a few aunts, but Wei Changting feels that he has a thick skin and has a good relationship with the aunts. When receiving the number plate, he deliberately chatted a few words.

Aunt Fu didn't hide it when someone asked her, and said with a smile: "The morning food is custard buns baked by Yuan Niang, and the afternoon snacks are rolled in towels. They both taste good and look festive."

On the towel roll, there are peach blossoms stretched out one by one, which really makes people feel happy.

Looks good, tastes delicious.

Thinking about it now, Aunt Fu still has some aftertaste and wants to drool.

When Wei Changting heard it, it was something he had never eaten before.

You don't need to think about it, it must be His Royal Highness Wei Wang intervening, that's why Miss Xiao did it.

So, are they doomed not to eat?

Custard buns, towel rolls.

The name sounds strange, but there is an intuition why.

They seem to be, what about the unknown delicacy that I didn't eat in my mouth?

Wei Changting swallowed slightly, and was about to say something more, when another student came over later.

It's not good for him to occupy the position all the time, so he can only go back and share the latest news with his friends.

Just as I was talking, the fragrance from the stove floated over.

The freshness and aroma of the chicken floated away with the heat and light smoke.

As soon as Wei Changting smelled this smell, he knew that today's supper was safe!

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head to look in the direction of the stove.

At this time, there were quite a few students acting like him, and everyone looked at the stove expectantly and curiously.

Later students hurried over to get their number plates, only to be told by Aunt Fu: "There are not many chicken legs prepared today, and the numbers are gone."

Later students: ? ? ?
We just delayed a little bit, why is this gone?
But, if there is nothing, there is nothing, and the rich aunt can't change it.

The students had no choice but to order plain noodles or extravagant ones. The two of them would make a stir-fry and eat it with rice or steamed buns.

At this time, Xiao Nianzhi was frying chicken drumsticks.

Today, the supper she prepared was teriyaki chicken drumstick rice bowl.

The rice was steamed after she came here, and it was ready now, with a faint fragrance of rice.

It's a pity that it was overwhelmed by the smell of fried chicken drumsticks, so I couldn't smell it for the time being.

Teriyaki Chicken Drumstick Rice Bowl, one is the heat of frying the chicken drumsticks, and the other is the soul sauce that is finally prepared.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the previous series of procedures are not important, but that some details are behind in comparison.

After the chicken legs were fried until both sides were burnt and golden, Xiao Nianzhi poured the soul sauce into it.

Cover the pot and simmer for a few minutes.

When the pot is opened again, the teriyaki chicken legs are tender, juicy and fragrant.

Then take them out, cut them open, and cover them with rice.

The meaty and juicy chicken drumstick rice can be served directly on the table!

Xiao Nianzhi moved very quickly, six chicken legs came out of the first pot, and six portions of rice were served, and Aunt Yu shared one portion first.

In order to decorate it nicely, Xiao Nianzhi also scalded a portion of vegetables.

Put the rice in a large bowl and press it firmly, then buckle it into the plate, then put two cooked vegetables on the side of the plate for decoration, and then put the chicken thighs that are burnt on the outside and juicy on the inside, with tender and fragrant meat on the rice.

Xiao Nianzhi felt that if she hadn't considered the master-student relationship, she might have shown off first.

It's been a long time since I've eaten it, and now that it's made, I'm really hungry.

She was greedy, Yan Xingxuan was even more greedy, he almost couldn't control his saliva.

Especially the moment the chicken legs came out of the pot, it was really the peak of saliva, the kind that couldn't be controlled.

After watching Xiao Nianzhi arranging the dishes, Yan Xingxuan didn't even bother to take care of them, and when his eyes were more, he still lingered on the sliced ​​chicken thighs.

Feeling the hot eyes around her, Xiao Nianzhi glanced sideways.

The match was Yan Xingxuan's eager and expectant eyes for the food.

The momentary eye contact made Xiao Nianzhi think of an example that might not be appropriate.

Puppies love to eat meat buns.

The eyes of the two cannot be said to be irrelevant, they are exactly the same.

She held back her smile, pointed to the uncut chicken legs, and whispered, "The second portion is for you."

Everyone's relationship is so good, there is still a layer of ambiguous window paper in the middle, looming.

In addition, she took good care of her, and she didn't have time to prepare her gift in return.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with just giving Yan Xingxuan the supper in advance.

Yan Xingxuan wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to open his mouth.

Just a joke, can he let his sweetheart see himself drooling over the delicious food?
Then he might not be able to marry a wife!

Therefore, Yan Xingxuan nodded pretending to be reserved, and didn't say anything.

Xiao Nianzhi didn't think much about it, and quickly turned around, taking Aunt Yu's piece over first.

To be honest, Aunt Yu has been looking forward to it for a long time.

Now that the scent floated onto her table, she was also very excited.

Wei Changting has already moved over following the scent, looking at the juicy and juicy teriyaki chicken legs, his Adam's apple has rolled uncontrollably several times.

After swallowing hard, he asked in a low voice, "Miss Xiao, what's the name of this dish?"

Hearing his question, Xiao Nianzhi almost blurted out: Teriyaki Chicken Drumstick Rice.

But when the words came to his lips, another thing came to mind.

The word teriyaki seems to be an imported product, right?

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