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Baicho River Field Chicken is a famous Hakka dish.

The chicken must be Kawada chicken, a specialty of Changting.

The cooking wine must be Hakka rice wine produced in Changting to make this dish taste tender and not greasy.

The whole dish is fragrant, golden butter is bright, and it is very tempting.

And original, fresh and crispy, smooth and tender.

Kawada chicken is famous at home and abroad, it has a gorgeous appearance, golden skin, tender and sweet meat, and rich in nutrients.

There are many ways to cook chicken in the folk way, and ginger chicken and white chopped chicken are more common, which are necessary for banquets.

Among the white chopped chickens, the white chopped river field chicken is the most famous.

It is praised for its fragrant, crisp, cool, tender, smooth and easy debones.

The white chopped chicken in front of you in the middle of the round table fully fits the above description.

Whether it is the color or taste, it is the best choice, and it can be seen that the chef who made this dish is very skillful.

What is even more rare is that Chu Feng tasted a very high artistic conception in this white chopped chicken.

Although there is no blessing of food righteousness, if you only talk about artistic conception, you have already stepped into the threshold of Lin Kitchen with half a foot.

Its artistic conception is far-reaching, and it has the taste of overlooking the mountains.

Maybe it's staying in this realm for a long time.

Or maybe you haven't met an opponent since a long time ago.

This chef's cuisine carries a sense of pride from a top chef.

"Kind of interesting..."

Chu Feng smiled dumbly.

He actually tasted a hint of provocation from this dish.

The maker of this white chopped river field chicken is a little unconvinced by himself.

In fact, Chu Feng didn't know why this chef was cooking with emotions?

But it doesn't matter, just call it out and meet you.

"How? This dish is good?"

Luo Hao put down his chopsticks and asked lightly.

Although there is still no expression on the face.

But she still had a little pride in her heart.

After all, there are not many dishes that can interest Dragon Chef.

Her cooks did it.

It's just that Luo Hao is dedicated to cultivation.

I don't know much about cooking.

There are only two ways to distinguish between high and low.

Before I went to Maple Leaf Pavilion, I thought that the food made by my own chef was delicious.

But since eating Chu Feng's dishes, I always feel that the meals at home are less flavorful.

As for which chef the dishes on the table came from, Luo Hao really couldn't tell the difference.

Rushing to Lu Yinghua beckoned, the man in Zhongshan costume standing proudly at the door immediately changed his respectful appearance and trotted over.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Lu Yinghua asked a little bumpy.

He was beaten out of the psychological shadow by Luo Hao.

Every action of this lord made him tremble, for fear of being beaten for no apparent reason.

In the past few years, cultivating and eating and fighting eagles was the daily life of Sect Master Luo. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

Now there is one more, go to the Maple Leaf Pavilion to eat.

Lu Yinghua was actually very grateful to Chu Feng.

After all, the time ratio of the two worlds is not the same.

Luo Hao went over there for half an hour, and most of the day passed here, and Lu Yinghua had time to stand up and continue to pose as a master brother in front of all the disciples.

Although he had never been to the food world, he was no stranger to Chu Feng, and knew that this was a strong man whose strength was not weaker than that of the master, and his cooking skills were superb, which could make his own master linger.

Luo Hao naturally didn't know Lu Yinghua's thoughts, and pointed to the white chopped chicken on the table and said lightly: "Who made this dish?"

Lu Yinghua glanced at it, and gada, what is wrong with this dish?

White chopping river field chicken?

Isn't this what Master Lin Wei did?

That's the old chef with the highest level in the main altar, so he shouldn't miss it, right?

Lu Yinghua didn't understand what his master meant, but he still answered honestly: "It's Chef Lin Wei's dish." "

"It turned out to be him, no wonder ..."

Luo Hao nodded slightly.

This Lin Wei, she is still relatively familiar, after all, he is an old man from the Five Prisons Saint Sect.

Although she usually doesn't care about things, especially the disciples who have been beginners in the past thirty years, Luo Hao doesn't know any of them.

But Lin Wei, but the old man who went up the mountain sixty years ago, she will not forget, after all, she has also eaten a lot of dishes made by the other party over the years.

"This Chef Lin Wei is very famous in your teaching?" Chu Feng ate another piece of white chopped chicken and said with a smile: "It is indeed a good job. "

Luo Hao said, "Boss Chu is wrong, his level is far inferior to yours." "

Chu Feng continued, "I wonder if I can introduce me?"

Luo Hao was slightly stunned, not understanding why Chu Feng wanted to see Lin Wei.

She is not a chef, she can only distinguish whether it is good or not, and she cannot understand the artistic conception.

It doesn't matter though.

Since Chu Feng wants to see, let Lin Wei come over.

After all, Big Boss Chu was the most important guest of the Luo 013 Sect Leader.

With another wave of his hand, Lu Ying understood in a second, and brought Lin Wei over in a moment.

It was an old man with white hair, even his eyebrows were white, his appearance resembled that of a white eyebrow, and he was dressed in a Zhongshan suit to set off the style bones of a reclusive immortal.

"Lord Sect Leader. "

Don't look at Lin Wei is already 118 years old, but he is not enough in front of Luo Hao, at most he is the grandson of Sect Master Luo.

It's just a white-headed and white-haired old man saluting the elder salute to the girl who looks eighteen years old, and he always feels indescribably weird.

Glancing at Lin Wei faintly, Luo Hao said lazily: "You made this white chopped chicken?

Luo Hao's tone was not polite at all, in fact, she couldn't be polite with the junior.

The entire Five Prisons Saint Sect couldn't find a person with a higher rank than her right now.

Coupled with the fact that Sect Master Luo has always said that his methods are iron-blooded and domineering, any disciple is silent in front of her.

Lin Wei subconsciously shivered, thinking that Luo Hao had seen through his careful thoughts, and quickly knelt on the ground.

"The sect master spares his life, the villain is just confused for a while, and he wants to discuss cooking with foreign chefs..."