Farmhouse Food Daily

Chapter 53 Reservations
The chicken was cleaned up, and the second aunt Feng carried the chicken, followed by Chen Ping's camera, and the two went to the kitchen.

"This kitchen is so clean."

"Yeah, the cutting board looks like new, and it's clean. I haven't seen such a clean kitchen in the village."

"I saw a big pot. That pot is really big. Is it in the village? This chicken needs to be stewed in a big iron pot to ensure it is fragrant."

"I've got a lot of shit, where is the anchor? Tell me if it's close. If it's close, I'll go and have a meal."

Many people are talking.

This is what Chen Ping wanted. Her purpose was to advertise her restaurant, so she immediately reported the address and typed it.

"It's too far away, it's not in the same place."

"That's right, this anchor is just for greedy people, whether you can watch it or eat it, the anchor is a bad person."

There was a lot of wailing in the live broadcast room. It was torture to watch it, but not to eat it.

There were not many people who quit the live broadcast room, of course not many, many of them had a novel mentality and were ready to see to the end.

However, there were also many newcomers who asked questions when they came in, and Chen Ping didn't have to answer them, as many people answered them for her.

Aunt Feng Er swiftly chopped the chicken into pieces, and took out all the chicken livers and hearts inside.

There are still many eggs inside, and one of them has turned white, but the white skin is very thin, and this egg will be laid soon.

"I'll go, this is an egg."

"There are so many eggs, this is the first time I've seen them like this."

"It's often white-skinned. I haven't seen it yet. It's amazing."

Many people are discussing.

"Do you want this chicken oil?"

Aunt Feng Er asked Chen Ping. She was holding a large piece of chicken fat, which was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes.

This chicken is also very fat, with a layer of yellow under the meat, which is completely different from that kind of farmed chicken.

"This chicken is really fat."

"This chicken oil looks fat at first glance. It's different from the chicken I usually buy. The people I bought said it was an authentic little stupid chicken."

"This is stupid chicken. The skin of the chicken is yellow. I really want to eat it."

Many people's eyes are on chicken fat.

"Yes, yes, once this chicken oil is fried, it tastes delicious when stewed. I want to eat this, ma'am, please keep it for me."

Chen Ping answered quickly, for fear that she was too slow to speak and Aunt Feng Er would throw her away.

"No wonder the host is called Fat Girl. It's so edible, it's no wonder she's not fat."

"Who said that the anchor is a bit fatter, but he is very cute, and he looks so good when he smiles."

"Nowadays everyone is beautiful and thin. The anchor is so fat with the beauty face turned on. I think the anchor must be a big fat man."

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, the anchor didn't use beauty and thin face, just look at that aunt, look at that chicken and you'll know."

Many people are arguing.

Do you need to debate whether you are fat or not?Chen Ping was a little speechless, but she really didn't use beauty and thin face, she didn't think it was necessary, and she didn't rely on her appearance for a living.

Chop the chicken, blanch it in hot water and remove it.

The oil in the cauldron was boiled, and Mrs. Feng Er put the chicken in it and stir-fried.

The chicken made a rattling sound in the big iron pot.

Aunt Feng Er put green onion, red pepper, star anise, and some peppercorns into it. After frying for a while, she added soy sauce and added a little sugar.

When the frying was almost done, she added hot water to it, adding a lot of hot water, because this kind of little stupid chicken tastes good only when it is stewed.

After the chicken was stewed, Mrs. Feng Er started to make mushrooms.

"This is hazel mushroom. I bought it last time, but I didn't buy it well. The seller added other mushrooms to me, which is annoying. This mushroom is really good. Can the host sell this mushroom? If so, I'll buy two catties."

"Why is this mushroom black? It doesn't taste good."

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, hazel mushrooms are this color when dried, and the stewed chicken is delicious. It's hard to buy such authentic hazel mushrooms."

"Yeah, I asked my friend over there to buy it for you. It's delicious, anchor, are these mushrooms for sale?"

Many people in the live broadcast room began to ask Chen Ping if mushrooms were sold.

"Old fellows, I'm sorry, this mushroom is wild in the mountains, and it's reserved for restaurants. It's not for sale. If veterans come to our village anytime, I'll treat them to eat."

Although Chen Ping has a lot of mushrooms, she will not sell mushrooms in the live broadcast. She is advertising for restaurants, not for selling mushrooms. Besides, if she sells mushrooms here, the platform may not allow it.

Hearing what she said, those who want to buy mushrooms can't help it.

Aunt Feng Er picked out the soaked mushrooms and poured them into the chicken.

"Pingzi, shall we steam flower rolls or stick pancakes?"

Aunt Feng Er asked Chen Ping.

Chen Ping hadn't answered yet, but started talking in the live broadcast room.

Someone typed and said steamed flower rolls, steam some pearl flower rolls to eat.Some people say that pancakes are posted, and Chen Ping saw that there are many people posting pancakes, because many people have never seen how to post pancakes.

"Ma'am, let's paste pancakes."

Chen Ping shouted.

"Yes."

Aunt Feng Er agreed, and then began to make cornmeal.

Chen Ping doesn't know what's going on with the people now. They all enjoy watching Aunt Feng making cornmeal, talking non-stop, and there are even some presents.

Chen Ping was very happy. She didn't do it for rewards. She started the live broadcast. She didn't want to make money. She just wanted to advertise herself. Now that the people in the live broadcast room are so enthusiastic, she is also in a good mood.

If the video of Liu Cheng killing pheasants and stewing chicken is posted, it will definitely be more popular.

No, just keep this video for yourself and don't show it to others.

Chen Ping immediately dismissed the idea.

Here, Mrs. Feng Er made the noodles, opened the pot, and began to paste cornmeal pancakes next to the big iron pot.

Pasting pancakes is a technical task, and the noodles must be suitable, not too thin, otherwise they will not stick to the pan and will fall off, and if they are too dry, they will not taste good.

Chen Ping did not do as well as Aunt Feng Er, because she seldom did this.

"666, this technique is proficient. It's very authentic."

"This aunt is really quick at work."

Many people praised it.

"Where is this place?"

Some later asked.

Chen Ping reported the location again.

"Huh? Is it actually from Crane City? I'm from Crane City too? I know about Sandao Forest Farm. I've been there before. I haven't heard of a restaurant there. It's new?"

In the live broadcast room, a person named Da Maha asked.

Chen Ping hurriedly explained to others.

"I think it's good. This chicken is a stupid chicken in the village. I haven't booked a place to eat at night, so let's go here. I've booked your pot. There are five of us in one car. Now we drive there, and we will arrive in half an hour. .Old irons, let me go and taste it for you. If it tastes good, I will come back and tell you.”

Da Maha actually ordered Chen Ping's stewed chicken with mushrooms.

(End of this chapter)