I have become popular in modern times with food

Babao gourd chicken, as the name suggests, contains heaven and earth.The venue chosen for the seminar happened to be a small hotel, and the kitchen materials in the restaurant were quite sufficient.

Of course, it can't be compared with the Tang Dynasty. Wei Shilang eats delicacies from mountains and seas, such as bear paws, venison and some weird ingredients.

Yu Jian found shiitake mushrooms, abalone, green bamboo shoots and chopped them together with other spices, and fried them with a little chicken oil in a hot pan for later use.

Gourd chicken should be tender chicken, three yellow chicken is the best, but the hotel has Qingyuan chicken, which has thin skin and tender meat, Yu Jian thinks it can be substituted.Tie it from the chicken leg with a rope, and fix it all the way to the chicken wing, and put it in a pot under cold water to remove the blood foam.

While waiting for the time to blanch the water, Yu Jian began to prepare the soup base.

The chefs in the restaurant were robbed of their jobs, and they gathered together to chat with nothing to do. They looked at a little girl who was a little bit older than cooking, and they looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts: "This little girl from other provinces can still be our West Market chef. famous dish?"

"Hey~ Isn't it just a random fool, why? Are you serious?"

"How come? Let's just watch the play, don't you have fun! But looking at the actions of this little girl, I feel like an expert..."

The little apprentice Ah Hui who was huddled in the corner curled his lips, laughing at the chefs as a frog in a well, who is this?This is the little boss who is popular in the capital! ! !He is the most fanatical fan of Little Boss!Still waiting for Sixi Balls and Jade Dumplings in the live broadcast room!

Unexpectedly, the little boss came to Xishi, and even came to the hotel where he worked to cook!At this moment, Ah Hui felt that he was really radiant, and a beam of golden light shrouded the little boss's body, making him unable to look away.

Speaking of...

The little boss looks better in real life than in the live broadcast room!

Ah Hui blushed, pinched the corner of his clothes shyly, lowered his head and smiled foolishly, then raised his head quickly, watching the little boss's movements hungrily.He has heard that the little boss can make real Chang'an gourd chicken!

The whispering outside Yu Jian didn't stop at all, she was busy crushing spices.The broth for cooking chicken should be thin, and clear water is the most suitable, but the key to the tenderness of the chicken lies in this cooking time. She put all the ingredients that have been fried dry and have exploded into the water, added a little rice wine, and put the chicken in At the same time, something came out of the can of medicinal materials.

Ah Hui didn't see it clearly, but only remembered that it was a handful of white herbs.

Boil until the chicken skin is slightly wrinkled, and it is about to be steamed.When it comes to steaming vegetables, I think it is very easy. Isn't it just putting water at the bottom and putting the ingredients in the basket.But the steaming of the gourd chicken is not dry steaming. You have to bring the original soup of the chicken and steam it together.

Yu Jian set up the steamer, put the chicken and soup into the cage drawer, covered it, and carefully wrapped it around the drawer with white gauze.

Gourd chicken is an ancient version of fried chicken. In the Tang Dynasty, oil was still quite expensive, and people’s food was still mostly roasted and steamed.Yu Jian mixed flour with water, added egg white, and a little lard, and stirred it gently with fingers until it became streamlined.

One hour later, the steamer was opened, the chicken was taken out and drained, the fixed line was removed, the chicken skin was air-dried, and the belly was split and filled with fillings, and a little bit of frozen lard was added, and a layer of batter was hung on it, and deep-fried in a frying pan .

When the surface is browned, the eight-treasure gourd chicken is out of the pan.

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The old scholars circled around the round table for a long time, researching and researching, and found that the eight-treasure gourd chicken made by this little girl is very ordinary!
It can even be said that from the outside, it is too ordinary.

Huang Feng hugged his chest and sneered: "Hey... this is the authentic gourd chicken you said? It's not as beautiful as our restaurant in West Market."

Yu Jian didn't speak, but just handed the knife to Guan Shanyue.Guan Shanyue took it solemnly, glanced at Huang Feng contemptuously, and quickly made a move, slashing from the breast to the tail of the chicken, and saw that the ordinary gourd chicken was blooming towards both sides like a flower bone, and the belly of the chicken was The white stuffing in Licui flows out slowly, followed by a tangy aroma.

Guan Shanyue sniffled, overjoyed, quickly took the chopsticks and the bowl, picked up a large piece unceremoniously, and scooped up half of the filling with a spoon, and put it into her mouth despite the fact that it was still hot inside.

Uh... the chicken is crunchy, but strangely chewy, the chicken skin was fried crispy, and it crunched in his mouth. He took another bite of the stuffing. Pieces of small particles bounced in his mouth like tender meat. He took a closer look and found that it was abalone.

High, it is high!

Guan Shanyue was overwhelmed by the taste in her mouth, and while the old guys were stunned, she quickly picked up a large piece of meat, and secretly winked at Yu Jian, which clearly meant: It is worthy of being made by my apprentice, it is good eat!
Lin Fengxu, who was standing by the side, was so greedy for a long time. The teacher ate so happily, it must be delicious!What are those old pedants waiting for?He was so anxious that if he didn't eat again... the food would be cold! !
It was Yu Jian who reminded everyone: "Is it delicious, let's talk after you taste it?"

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, and they scrambled to stretch out their chopsticks.

The chicken is full of fiber. When you press it lightly with chopsticks, the flesh and bones are separated. The chicken is soft and juicy. It is swallowed into the throat with the stuffing inside. The taste is simply wonderful!

A group of old guys can't care about their feelings at this time, eating what's in the bowl, looking at what's on the plate, afraid that others will eat more chopsticks than themselves, and those who want to secretly stick out their chopsticks, so they stick out a centimeter He was restrained by others who were staring at him eagerly, and only heard an inarticulate voice: "You can't eat any more, San Gao eats more meat and his health is not good!"

"Damn! Don't think I don't know, don't you just want to eat an extra bite? Let me tell you, the doctor said that the three high people are also free to eat meat!"

On the contrary, Yu Yinyin took a sip and put down her chopsticks.Yu Jian frowned and asked her, "Isn't it delicious?"

The old man shook his head: "It's very delicious."

Then Yu Jian didn't understand: "Then you..."

Yu Yinyin took the little girl's hand and walked to a quiet corner to sit down. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Guan Shanyue's sneaky gaze. She felt amused, but also felt a little bitter. This guy, does he think she can harm his apprentice?
"Professor Yu, what do you want from me?" She wrapped both of Yu Jian's hands in her palms. The old man's knuckles were covered with calluses from holding pens all the year round, scratching the back of her hands, a little itchy hit.She doesn't smoke, and she doesn't smoke, and the feeling towards Yu Yinyin in her heart is even more weird.

Is she so agreeable? ?
Yu Yinyin saw her uneasiness, smiled lowly twice, and didn't let her go, but her gaze was a little erratic, and her tone was a little sighing, "Little girl, do you know why my surname is Yu?"

why?
Why is this?

Isn't your father's surname Yu?

Are you a child of the old Wang family next door? ?
As soon as this question came up, in just a few seconds, Yu Jian's mind turned a thousand times, and she thought about thousands of possibilities.

With a trembling voice, she said cautiously, "Why...what?"