Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"Did Mr. McGonagall sneak up and cook himself something delicious?" Gina looks at the yellow earth bag in front of MEG. MEG is alone in the kitchen this evening. It looks strange.

McGonagall looked back in surprise when he heard the voice. Although he didn't understand what Gina was saying, he could guess a general picture by looking at her look. He pointed to the unopened crow chicken with a smile and said, "I'm baking crow chicken."

"Jiaohua chicken?" Gina repeated it in a slightly awkward tone.

"Gina, why don't you try it for me." MEG waved to Gina and made a eating gesture.

"Shall I join you?" Gina's eyes suddenly brighten. After tasting all kinds of delicious food made by MEG these two days, her admiration for MEG has reached the peak. She has been seeing what MEG is studying these days, as if this is the final product.

"It's a new product. Help me taste it." McGonagall explained with a smile that although she knew Gina didn't understand, food was the first. It didn't need too many words. It just needed to present the food.

After the roasted chicken came out of the oven, the reddish yellow mud cooled quickly. The delicate and smooth surface had the texture of porcelain, and there were also silk lines. It was like an egg shell, which completely became an oval egg.

"Is this roast egg? But what kind of egg is this? Why is it so big? " Gina thought curiously in her heart, is just such an egg to be opened?

MEG took a small hammer from one side and knocked it gently in the middle of the Jiaohua chicken. With a crisp crack, cracks spread from the knock point to all sides. The oval mud shell was like a flower, revealing the golden and oily Jiaohua chicken.

The strong smell of roast chicken was released, and filled the whole kitchen.

"There is such a big bird in this egg! Is this some kind of Warcraft? " Gina was a little surprised, but she was soon attracted by the strong fragrance. Her eyes lit up and she couldn't help sniffing deeply.

"It smells good!"

It's different from the smell of stewed chicken. It's more direct and warm. She can even feel its heat, just like the strong feeling of the desert she first arrived in.

But the difference is that the desert brings her a sense of fear and powerlessness, but the fragrance makes her feel a sense of spiritual shock. The confusion that she just woke up instantly disappears, and her stomach begins to stir up.

"The color and smell should be OK." MEG looked at the golden crow chicken and nodded with satisfaction.

The flavor of chicken is very strong, accompanied by the fragrance of lotus leaves. Because it has just been baked, it still has a hot smell. It makes people feel like swallowing before they enter.

He once ate Jiaohua chicken in Changshu several times, but the taste was not bad, so he was a famous local master.

However, in terms of color and flavor, because of the advantages of ingredients and the experience of hundreds of experts, McGonagall's portion of Jiaohua chicken is obviously better than all the Jiaohua chicken he has ever eaten.

From this point of view, the articles he posted on Weibo in those years are not too much, and there is obviously room for progress.

But because of the over commercialization, these so-called time-honored brands have begun to be complacent, even degenerate and lose their souls.

McGonagall's method of calling chicken is between the original method and the Jiangsu cuisine method. The process of dehairing chicken is completed ahead of time. However, instead of adding various other ingredients to the chicken belly, it is only filled with an appropriate amount of spices in order to retain the original flavor of chicken.

Of course, just a little tap on the mud shell, it will crack like a flower. Just this highly ornamental scene, if it is on earth, it can immediately become a net red dish on a certain sound.

Jiaohua chicken has shown its true colors. The simple and crude way is to grab a Jiaohua chicken, then pull off a leg and chew it.

Of course, this Hongqi formula seems to be a good way to eat, but it's not suitable for girls after all. For example, Jina, the test eater today, would not destroy her elegant Mermaid image.

So MEG put down his hammer and turned to get the knife.

Different from Beijing roast duck, sliced Jiaohua chicken is not so particular, because chicken wings, chicken feet and even chicken bones can be regarded as delicious. Just slice the roast duck into a size suitable for the entrance. If it is too delicate, it will lose its soul.

Jiaohua chicken, as its name implies, was originally a delicious food created by beggars, but later it was gradually accepted by the mainstream and became an elegant food.

So if you don't mind, it's fun to get started.

MEG turned to take the knife, but Gina was staring at the mud shell, a little distracted.

The mud shell is yellow on the outside, but it is close to a layer of green and yellow lotus leaves on the inside. You can feel the crisp feeling and it looks quite attractive.

"Can you eat this? It doesn't matter to eat a small piece, does it? I eat a small piece of broken... "Gina tangled in her heart, and then reached out to pick up a small mud shell on the edge of the tray.

Jina put it in front of her nose and sniffed it. The smell of lotus leaf accompanied by the smell of roast chicken. In addition, there was a strange smell with a warm smell. It seemed that a hand suddenly grasped her heart.

"Eat it!"

There was a voice in her heart, which seemed to guide her.

"Click."

The scallop teeth bite open the mud shell and make a light sound like a cracker.

It's a little hard and a little hot.

But Gina's face lit up.

Light lotus leaf fragrance, with a slightly sweet feeling, the more chewing the more fragrant, delicious!

MEG turned around with a knife and looked at Gina who was eating happily with a piece of mud shell. Her expression suddenly became strange. "Are you hungry?"

He didn't know whether to tell her that the mud shell was inedible, but he was worried that it would hurt her self-esteem.

Thinking about it, I silently picked up a mud shell and put it into my mouth to take a bite.

"Click."

MEG took the intact mud shell out of his mouth and nearly knocked off his front teeth. After being roasted in a high-temperature oven, it was almost as hard as a stone.

Looking at Gina, who was eating delicious food, McGonagall could not help but feel the mermaid's powerful bite force. Then he looked at the half of the mud shell in his hand and put it down.

Chew up the mud and swallow it.

"It's so hot!"

Gina suddenly covered her throat and exclaimed!