The chicken slices are to put the chicken powder that was previously made into an oil pan, and then gradually shape it into the shape of the substrate at the temperature of the oil.

Chen Nian first put a wide oil into the pot. When the oil temperature is heated to 30%, Chen Nian then put a spoonful of chicken powder in a spoonful and then put it into the pot.

After putting it in the pot, the chicken parsley gradually became elliptical from the previous liquid shape, because the chicken parsley itself has a relatively small density and its texture is relatively tender.

After almost the finished product, Chen Nian took it out and put it on the plate.

I carefully observed that the finished product was snow-white in color. I could still feel the amazing elasticity coming from my body just by scooping it with a spoon and putting it in a plate.

This is not the same as eating untreated meat directly.

But at this point, the hibiscus chicken slices were not finished yet. As I did before, Aged put the chicken spoonfuls into the pot, and the chicken slices quickly turned into chicken slices after they were put into the pot.

The so-called eating chicken without seeing the chicken. If you didn’t see the production method with your own eyes, no matter who comes and eats this dish, you would never think that it was made of chicken and a small amount of fish into a paste?

Therefore, the difficulty and cumbersome process of this dish made Chen Nian sigh: "No wonder this dish was selected for the state banquet. It's extraordinary to make it!"

While speaking, Chen Nian had already hung out all the chicken pieces he wanted to make.

This time, the slices of chicken were lying quietly on the plate, taking out the original oil, leaving only a light layer of bottom oil in the pan. Chen Nian caught fire and continued to heat the pan again.

The required sauce has been prepared before, so after the pot is heated, Chen Nian pours the previous sauce into it, and the sauce gradually becomes thicker under the action of the temperature in the pot.

It was at this time that Chen Nian put the chicken slices that had been hung before into the pot, but when Master Sun mentioned this step, if he kept turning them with a shovel or a spoon, it would be easy to turn the soft and tender chicken slices in the pot. At the same time, the sauce would become thicker and thicker while constantly stirring, and in the end it would lose its true colors.

Therefore, Chen Nian now only dares to touch the edge with a spoon to center it. Since the bottom of the iron pot is semicircular, the thicker the sauce will be in the middle, so that it can be overwhelmed by the chicken slices and wrapped around it.

But since this dish needs to be particular, it cannot be put in the pot for too long. Otherwise, the leather will change after the heat, and the taste will become worse and lose the freshness it should have.

So after I felt that one side was almost done, Chen Nian picked up the pot and stretched it forward quickly, then exerted force on the top of his arm, and drew a beautiful arc while lifting the pot upwards.

Just by shaking your wrist, the chicken slices flew up under the influence of force and inertia, and then slowly fell into the pot.

After a moment, the hibiscus chicken slices also flipped in the pot.

Then slowly adjust its position in the pot with a spoon.

After waiting for about ten seconds, Chen Nian took the iron pot and poured it into the plate that had been prepared on the side.

The soft and elastic chicken was placed on the plate. Although there were only moonlight and fire in the house at this moment, the aged can still see the chicken slices on the plate that looked like frost and snow.

Even when I put the plate a little heavier, I could see the chicken slices shaking gently like jelly.

"Maybe it was successful this time." Chen Nian couldn't help feeling a little excited and proud, mainly because after a dish of this difficulty was made, a sense of satisfaction and superiority would arise in his heart.

Although I don’t know the taste and taste of the mouth, I just looked at the appearance and realized that Chen Nian had already figured it out in her heart.

For chefs like them, sometimes they often don’t need to taste it. They can guess by looking at their state with their eyes.

I brought this dish to the front of the yard. The silver-white moonlight shone in the sky like a spotlight, falling on the roof of the courtyard, and shining like white snow.

And it is precisely because of the white and flawless moonlight that the white and tender chicken pieces that look like white jade seem even more holy.

With its luster and fullness, there is also ying soup around, which sets off the delicate chicken slices, which really looks like lotus seeds.

Just looking at it makes people start to swallow.

I couldn't help but gently pick up a piece with chopsticks, and tremblingly picked it up. The chicken was also trembling. How could there be any part of the original chicken breast at this moment?

No matter how much the chicken breast is, it is impossible to be so tender.

The paste made of egg white and starch is evenly stuck to it at this moment, and the translucent crystal texture seems to be a layer of garment made of the cold hibiscus fairy.

This dish gives the aged feeling a little similar to Wensi tofu. However, compared to vegetarian dishes like Wensi tofu, the hibiscus chicken slices are made of meat.

But no matter from which perspective, this dish is even more holy than Wensi tofu!

If it is said that Wensi Tofu is a fairy who descended to the earth lingering among the clouds and mist, not contaminated with the ordinary fireworks, while the hibiscus chicken slices are more like a goddess in the fairy court, stretching out the lotus and covering the spring.

There is more gracefulness, more coldness and holiness.

After observing it, Chen Nian completely put the meat into his mouth. The meat slices were large and thin, thin but not broken, and cooked but not burnt. The molecular-grade meat slices were extremely smooth and tender at the mouth, and the fragrance suddenly arose.

Although this piece of meat is made of chicken and fish, it can't taste the fishy smell of chicken and fish at all. At this moment, only the word "fresh" in his mind is constantly being written down.

"If you use a large plate, it will look a bit vulgar. It is best to use a small plate so that the dish can be just covered with the bottom of the plate.

Although the amount of dishes may be a little small, why should the enjoyer be a glutton for this kind of delicacy?

Chen Nian was thinking about it in his mind, and he was just trying it out now. The difficulty lies in the processing of ingredients. If it is officially sold in Honghong Restaurant, it is best to add a few tender bean seedlings on it when the pot is taken, and it is best to use a slightly green one to embellish.

And just now, it just looked quite amazing. The smell you smelled when you first saw it may be a little bit less interesting, so it would be great if you could put a few drops of chicken oil on it at the end.

Or when putting in the chicken slices, put a few green beans in it, which must be quite good.

Although this dish has been made for a long time, Chen Nian made it himself just a small plate. He didn't dare to eat it in big mouthfuls, for fear that he would finish the dish in two bites.

Just like Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit, he swallowed it whole and ate a lot, but he didn't taste it in the end.

Just eating them one by one, Chen Nian couldn't help but sigh that people in ancient times not only tried their best to cook, but also had considerable considerations in naming.

For example, this hibiscus chicken slice, hibiscus must not mean hibiscus flower, just like the previous wooden beard meat, it seems that those who are close to BJ Tianjin are very taboo to say eggs.

Therefore, hibiscus probably refers to protein.

Moreover, the word "Flower" is put forward, and the entire artistic conception begins to become more beautiful.

Chen Nian sat on the steps in the yard, holding the plate with one hand and eating chopsticks with the other. Under the night view of the moonlight, he carefully tasted the dish.

"It's delicious." After eating, Chen Nian made a comment with a faint mouth.

Compared with some dishes that you have eaten before, which make people feel amazing after eating, or after eating, this hibiscus chicken slice does not give people that strong feeling.

But the feeling of making people smile calmly after eating is lingering, and there is no need for strong emotional colors. It is like a gentleman gathering again, and a person suddenly got a good sentence while talking. Everyone couldn't help but lit up after hearing this.

But gentlemen and literati do not need to cheer loudly. Just a slight slight head and a slight praise with all eyes can make people's psychological satisfaction reach the peak.

"It's really good. Hongdou should also like this dish very much." Chen Nian couldn't help but think in his heart, but while thinking about it, he raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the air.

...

The sky is slightly bright and the east is white.

Chen Nian had already started preparing breakfast in the kitchen early. Chen Nian was humming a small song while cooking porridge in a big pot.

There are ingredients needed for lunch in a corner of the kitchen, all of which are bought from the aged market just now.

Moreover, there was a large oven in the yard that was dragged out. It has been two or three days since Master Sun said he would make roast duck for his senior brother Tang Dechun last time. Today is the day when Master Sun plans to start construction.

However, Master Sun has just gotten up now and may still be washing up. Although roasting duck is time-consuming, it is actually not difficult for someone like Master Sun who already has a lot of experience in roast duck.

As the saying goes, those who are difficult cannot, and those who are good cannot.

If Chen Nian thinks about it himself, he will find it difficult to roast duck and there are many things to pay attention to during this period.

Because just buying ducks has been instilled with a lot of knowledge.

When choosing ducks, you can choose a larger cram duck or a smaller duck. If the duck is bigger, it may be relatively simple when making it.

But if the duck is small, if you want to grill the skin, the meat there will generally be older.

However, the specific handling depends on how Master Sun will do it after a while.

When Chen Nian cooked the breakfast almost the same, Master Sun came late, moving his arms and twisting his waist while walking, and yawning in his mouth.

"I heard others say that the older I get, the less I sleep, why do I turn the other way around when I get here? I feel that I have slept more than before in the past." Master Sun said while walking into the kitchen.

Chen Nian held the stove with his hands, looked at Master Sun and said with a smile: "Master, I think you might be too hardworking when you were young. You slept less when you were young. At this time, you will definitely make up for the sleep you lacked when you were young."

"Really? What if I can't make up for it even if I can't make up for it?" Old Master Sun glared and asked in confusion.

"Then God must not suffer any loss. I guess you will have to let you live for ten or eight years to make up for it." Chen Nian calmly resolved Master Sun's joke about birth, old age, sickness and death when he gets older.

The main reason is that he doesn't want to discuss more about such things, because birth, old age, sickness and death are still too heavy for a person.

So life only needs to be happy and look forward. As for death, let’s talk about it later.

No need for trouble for me.

"You can talk, but I think it's not interesting to live for so long. You'll have to leave at the same age, so as to save people from causing trouble." Master Sun shook his head again, not knowing what he thought of before going to bed last night. He had a little negative energy after getting up this morning.

But Chen Nian shook his head: "Master, who can see so far? When you were young, you definitely didn't expect to cook at the Third Master when you get old, and you definitely didn't expect to accept an apprentice like me.

I don’t even know what tomorrow will look like today, so I only know if it’s interesting after I’ve finished it. Master, don’t think about it. Anyway, our work is not busy now. It’s extremely relaxing than a restaurant. If you really think it’s not interesting, then I’ll ask you to play chess and want to go out for a walk. I’ll accompany you out for a walk. The outside is bright and delicious, so why isn’t it more lively in this deep courtyard?"

Chen Nian said while stirring the porridge in the pot with a large iron spoon.

The rice grains are distinct and golden in color. The slightly thick cooked millet porridge is slightly steaming. If it is not mixed for a while, the rice oil that is a little uneasy will float up.

Just like the layer of milk on it when cooking milk, the millet porridge also has its own rice crust.

Master Sun couldn't help but feel a little moved when he listened to Chen Nian's words.

"It's rare that you are filial. You should know that many of your own sons are not as filial as you. More than ten years ago, my wife and children died. Since then, I have never thought about who to rely on when I get old. Anyway, I have saved a lot of money as a cook for the rest of my life.

I thought that at that time, I would find a good environment to buy a yard in the countryside, and then wait for death there. As long as someone bury me afterwards, I can do it.

But now I feel that living for a while is also good.”

Chen Nian nodded quickly: "Yes, we must live as long as possible. Master, think about it, although there are not many experienced people in Tianjin like you, there should be many. If you live longer than them and endure them all to death, then you will not have the final say in the authority of the cook world?"

Chen Nian's words made Master Sun feel a little novel: "Where did you learn these words, and you have to die of all your colleagues. By then, I can't even hold the pot or spoon. What is the authority?"

"Master, what's the matter if you can't handle the pot or the spoon? All the truly valuable things are here!" Chen Nian said, pointing at his head and knocking.
To be continued...