The Sickly General’s Spoiled Wife Has Space (The Sickly General's Wife With A Spatial Ability I

Su Binglan put the potatoes into the pot and fry them, then put the peeled garlic in and fry.

This will make the aroma emanating from the pot even stronger.

The whole house could smell very clearly.

Everyone took a deep breath, just smelling this fragrance felt like a pleasure.

"It turns out that this is Dapan chicken, and it's different from the chicken I used to eat." Su Wenzhe looked at the color of the chicken in the pot and felt hungry.

It was obvious that everyone was sitting around the table and eating rice cakes. He still ate more than half of it, but he would feel hungry after smelling the aroma.

Every time his sister cooks, his appetite increases greatly.

It smells so good just by smelling it.

Su Wenxiu watched it for a while, and said, "I didn't make chicken dishes like this before. Similar methods are also stewed, and the taste is completely different."

While frying the chicken in the pot, Su Binglan said, "The stewed chicken has a light taste, and the delicious chicken soup can nourish the body."

"The taste of this large plate chicken is heavier, and it is more appetizing to eat with the main food."

"Different practices, different tastes."

Su Wenwu saw that the firewood at the stove was running out, so he went to the yard to get some.

This will look into the pot and say, "As long as it's my sister's cooking, no matter what the flavor is, it's delicious."

"Fortunately, I killed two chickens. If I had one chicken, it would not be enough to eat." At this time, Su Wenwu smelled the fragrance and felt that he could eat a lot.

I'm afraid it's not enough to eat.

Good thing I made a big pot.

As the eldest young master of the Shen family, Shen Mohen is also a disciple of Yaowanggu, and he has eaten various delicacies.

But never seen this approach.

I have never eaten such delicious food.

Yes, just smelling it makes it fragrant, and he thinks it must be delicious if he eats it.

Otherwise, several of King Ding's subordinates would not be full of praise.

It looks like he still wants to come to Su Teng Village.

Even King Ding wanted to come to Su Teng Village. If it weren't for his busy business, he would have come here long ago.

What Shen Mohen was most excited about was that he had found his aunt, and his cousin was Miss Su.

Can he eat and drink?

Smelling the fragrance, he didn't want to go back to the capital anymore.

He has eaten rice cakes before, but the taste is different, not as good as here.

He has also eaten a lot of chicken dishes, but none of them are like this. They don't have this fragrance.

Although he hasn't eaten it yet, he thinks it must taste very good.

He was hungry, and when he was hungry, he felt like he could eat a lot.

He wasn't a foodie before.

Moreover, he had no appetite for eating before, and he ate very little.

Shen Mohen felt strange in his heart.

He thought, maybe it was because the previous atmosphere was wrong, or maybe it was because the food I ate before was not so fragrant.

Su Binglan smiled and said, "You guys look at the delicious chicken. In fact, this soup tastes even better. If you eat it with the main food, it will taste even better."

Su Binglan thinks that it is delicious to dip the mille-layer cake in the soup, but it is not convenient to use the rice cake to dip it in the soup, and the sweetness and the soup flavor are easy to mix together.

After the seasoning was done, Su Binglan added water and simmered.

Once it's cooked, it's ready to serve.

Su Binglan said to Luo Jin'an, "You help watch the fire. When the soup is almost ready, and it's cooked, you can cook it. I'll prepare the thousand-layer cake."

Su Binglan now has a tacit understanding with Luo Jinan. She knows that Luo Jinan understands what she said, so she doesn't need to explain more.

Saying that, Su Binglan is going to prepare to make thousand layer cakes.

"Thousand-layer cake?"

Su Wenzhe looked stunned.

Can my sister make puff pastry?

He remembered that when there was a market in the village, someone came to set up a stall to sell cakes, which seemed to be called thousand-layer cakes.

He bought it and ate it, and it tasted okay, but he didn't say how delicious it was.

Mainly because I have eaten all kinds of staple foods made by my sister, and my mouth has been raised.

Su Binglan said: "Yes, mille crepe, it will be delicious to eat large plate chicken and mille crepe."

Su Wenxiu also wanted to eat it, but he looked at the rice cakes and said, "Sister, shall we not eat rice cakes?"

At this time, Su Binglan had already taken out the noodles, and she was going to knead the noodles in the basin.

While busy with the things she was doing, she said, "It's the same thing, everyone wants to eat rice cakes and rice cakes, and they want to eat thousand-layer cakes and thousand-layer cakes."

"The rice cake can be eaten with chicken, but the puff pastry can be dipped in soup, and the cake will taste good."

Su Binglan was just on the rise, so she was going to make a thousand layer cake.

Shen Qiuhua felt that her son and daughter didn't need her to do it, she was a little idle, she said, "Girl, let me knead the dough."

Su Binglan said: "It's okay, mother, I knead quickly."

"And if you make cakes, you also need to knead the dough. If I knead it, I can master the strength."

Su Binglan knew what the dough was going to be kneaded into.

Su Binglan made pasta for a long time before, kneading the noodles quickly, and cooking quickly.

She also added a little spiritual spring water and a little something to the noodles, so as to ensure that the cakes made were delicious.

After she kneaded the dough, Shen Qiuhua had already placed the large panel, and even the rolling pin.

Su Binglan put the kneaded dough on the panel and started making the puff pastry.

She rolled out the skin and smeared it with oil, then folded it up and smeared the skin with oil...

In this way, after the big plate chicken was out of the pot, Su Binglan began to

Scones in a cauldron.

Flip little by little, tossing back and forth, so that the entire flatbread is heated on both sides.

When it was time to eat, it was dark.

The big guys sat around the dining table, picked up the chicken in the large plate of chicken with chopsticks and tasted it, and they all felt that the stutter was delicious.

Also has a hint of spiciness.

"Delicious, really delicious."

Su Wenzhe and the others ate so much delicious food with their sister on weekdays, but at this time, they still showed an intoxicated look when they ate the big plate chicken.

Mainly, the big plate chicken is delicious, and they are also hungry, and they feel extra fragrant when they eat it.

Su Wenxiu said, "My sister said that it's delicious to dip the cake into the soup. I want to try it."

With that said, Su Wenxiu took a small piece of cake and put it in the soup, and then picked it up with chopsticks to eat.

"Wow, the cakes are delicious, delicious, so delicious."

Su Wenxiu ate the small piece of cake in three or two bites.

Su Wenwu said: "I eat too."

Su Wenwu likes to eat rice cakes, mainly because they are sweet, and he eats them dipped in soup.

Everyone's taste is different, but everyone thinks dinner is delicious.

Even Shen Mohen felt his appetite suddenly opened up after eating a piece of chicken.

He usually eats very little on weekdays, but at this moment he thinks he can eat a lot for dinner.

Even Yue Huachen is slowly tasting the food.

Shen Qiuhua was very happy today, she said cheerfully: "Everyone eat more."

"And Mohen, you take this place as your home, you're welcome."

Shen Mohen was very happy, feeling that after finding his aunt, it seemed as if the door to a new world had been opened.

So excited, so excited.

"Huachen too, eat more." Shen Qiuhua felt that Yuehuachen was too quiet, and the child looked distressed.

He couldn't help but add vegetables to Yue Huachen.

Yue Huachen said softly, "Thank you auntie."

Yue Huachen is elegant even when she eats.

Shen Qiuhua felt that this child was very well-bred, and always felt that there was a sense of elegance in his bones, perhaps not an ordinary person.