Especially the handful of scallions sprinkled when it is about to come out of the pot, it is the finishing touch.

Overall, the dish was delicious.

Xu Zhuo came over and took a look: "It's a bit like braised chicken in Shandong cuisine."

When he was in college, Xu Zhuo did not eat less braised chicken and rice.

So when I saw this kind of yellow chicken nuggets, I couldn't help but think of his college career.

But after tasting a piece, Xu Zhuo immediately put away his views.

This dish just looks like braised chicken.

It tastes much better than braised chicken.

Tender and smooth, delicious and delicious.

The taste is comparable to Cantonese salt-baked chicken.

Just now Xu Zhuo was complacent because he had mastered the salt frying technique.

As a result, the old man only watched Feng Weiguo cook salt-fried mutton, and he actually created salt-fried chicken.

This talent...

No wonder you can't see yourself.

And it's still getting old.

When he was young, he might be even more obsessed than the hero of a gourmet novel.

"Grandpa, how did you make it so delicious?"

"That's right, Brother Xu, I've done it before, but the taste is not as good as this. How did you do it?"

Both Xu Zhuo and Feng Weiguo were very curious about the salt-fried chicken dish made by the old man.

But what Xu Zhuo was curious about was how he could make this dish so delicious with just a handful of salt.

Feng Weiguo is more interested in what method can be used to make the chicken taste this way.

He had tried several times before.

But the taste of the cooked chicken has an indescribable smell.

He suspected it was a chicken problem before.

But thinking about it carefully, the free-range chickens he used in Datong used to be free-range chickens raised on the mountains, which were better in quality than the Chai cocks that the old man caught from the vegetable market.

But why can't it catch up with the taste of others?

The old man took a sip and heaved a sigh of relief.

He was also a little apprehensive when he did it.

I didn't expect to succeed once.

What a surprise.

Putting down the chopsticks, the old man looked at Feng Weiguo and asked, "How did you cook before? Is it different from mine?"

Feng Weiguo smiled wryly: "The steps are similar to yours, but the taste is different from yours. The one I made always feels a bit fishy."

The old man asked, "Have the chicken butt and head been cut off?"

"What's the point?"

Feng Weiguo was a little confused.

It makes sense to cut off the chicken butt. After all, there are many glands on the chicken butt, and it is easy to produce a fishy smell when cooking.

When he used to cook chicken, he liked to cut off the butt and throw it away.

But the chicken head has no peculiar smell, so why cut it off?

Feng Weiguo picked up the chicken cooked by the old man with his chopsticks.

It was found that there were skin-on chicken nuggets inside, without chicken heads, chicken buttocks, and even chicken necks.

What's happening here?

Don't you usually have chicken heads, necks and butts when cooking?

Why did brother Xu pick out all of them?

Feng Weiguo didn't understand.

"Brother Xu, what's going on?"

The old man didn't hold back, and patiently explained to him.

The chicken butt is easy to explain. Chicken butt contains a lot of glands, and there will be a slight fishy smell when cooking.

Usually when cooking, because there are more seasonings, it will not attract attention under normal circumstances.

Can't even smell it at all.

But with the method of frying with salt, this problem becomes a big problem.

Because this method does not use spices to suppress, and there is no way to boil the pot to emit steam.

The fishy smell of chicken buttocks will remain in the pot forever, and the meat in the pot will be stained with this smell.

The chicken cooked by Feng Weiguo has a strange smell, which is why.

As for the chicken head and chicken neck, it is simply because the whole chicken head is not easy to ripen, and it is cooked faster than chicken pieces when cut, so it is best not to use it.

There are a large number of lymph nodes in the chicken neck, which is not good for the human body.

So simply remove the chicken head and neck.

This can also prevent the chicken head and neck from affecting the beauty of the dishes.

After the old man finished explaining, Feng Weiguo smacked his lips in disbelief: "It's so simple?"

The old man smiled: "One more thing, before cooking, soak the chicken pieces in cold water to remove the blood, so that the quality of the dishes will be better."

After speaking, he called a few chefs to come over and try it, and agreed that he would teach how to make this fried chicken with salt in the future.

But it's not working yet, there is still a process that needs to be improved for this dish.

He wants to continue to improve.

"Grandpa Feng, do you think it's really that easy to cook chicken so well?"

Feng Weiguo shook his head: "There must be other steps, but since your grandpa doesn't want to talk about it, don't ask. Hurry up and work. The students who deliver food will arrive soon, so we can't delay the children from eating."

Next, Xu Zhuo and Feng Weiguo started to work on the delivery.

The Sifang Pavilion started running like a quiet and precise machine.

Boxes of takeaways were taken away by the students, and after delivery, the store had accumulated a lot.

They were so busy delivering food that they didn't even have time to drink their saliva.

But the income has been steadily increasing, and now there are at least 5000 yuan a month.

For those rich college students, this is nothing at all.

But for these poor college students who deliver food, these thousands of dollars have completely improved their lives.

Chapter 432 Next time, I must go next time

At noon the next day, the menu in the store had been updated.

Therefore, all the people who came to eat in the store were shocked by the newly served fried mutton with salt.

Now the price of meals in Sifang Restaurant is not low.

But they are all 50 yuan a piece.

This is the first time that there has been a large number of over one hundred.

But the more this is the case, the more you have to try it quickly.

"Boss, here's a small portion of this salt-fried mutton. If it's delicious, I'll let my friends know later so they can try it too."

In the back kitchen, the chopped mutton is soaking in a basin to remove blood.

Xu Zhuo skillfully grabbed some mutton pieces from the inside, and after washing them, he began to make salt-fried mutton.

Because this dish takes almost half an hour to prepare.

Therefore, the menu has been clearly marked, you can call in advance to make a reservation.

In addition, the WeChat public account of Sifangguan specially promoted the source and method of this dish, how to eat it, and the photos taken by Sun Panpan who asked for leave in the morning.

Text still needs to be imagined, and photos can bring more intuitive visual effects.

Moreover, the dynamic pictures interspersed in it made many people swallow their mouths while watching it.

The salt-fried mutton quickly caught fire.

Not only because it is expensive, but mainly because it tastes delicious.

All customers who have eaten have become tap water for this dish.

Constantly showing off the delicacy of this dish in groups, circle of friends and other social platforms.

Xu Zhuo even felt overwhelmed in the back kitchen.

At the beginning, everyone ordered small portions to try.

But when I came to the store for the second time, they all changed to large portions.

The small portion is not satisfying, but the large portion is more exciting.

This time, no one said that the mutton in the store was sold cheaply.

"This dish is really delicious, Xu Zhuo, I think it's okay to eat it in one sitting?"

Meng Liwei also came over to join in the fun when he saw the news in the group.

He will definitely not miss such delicious mutton.

Coupled with the sudden drop in temperature, he has even put on a sweater.

Eating steaming hot lamb at the moment is really a great enjoyment.

After eating one portion, Meng Liwei was not satisfied at all.

He took out the membership card filled with 1000 yuan in cash that he won last time and handed it to Zheng Jia: "Order five servings of this salt-fried mutton, and then charge me another 2000 yuan."

Just after he finished speaking, Xu Zhuo happened to come out of the kitchen carrying a large portion of mutton.

"Did you make a lot of money doing live broadcasts during this period? Your own store also recharges your fart, come and eat if you want, don't mess with me."

When Meng Liwei and the others raised funds to give away a gold brick when it opened, Meng Liwei paid a lot of money at that time.

In addition, he often advertises for the store, so how can he be ashamed to accept money from others.

It is not right to treat all human relations as business transactions.

Meng Liwei smiled, and scanned the payment code with his mobile phone: "I'll do a live broadcast in the store later, these are props, don't interfere with my work."

After paying 2000 yuan, he urged Zheng Jia to finish recharging the membership card.

Only then did he leisurely return to his seat, and began to busy himself with setting up the tripod. At the same time, he angrily put on a spotlight to make himself look whiter.

Xu Zhuo was a little speechless about this guy.

It turned out not to be like this. Why have you become more and more angry since doing the live broadcast?

And not only do you pay attention to live broadcasts, but you are also very particular about your usual clothes.

For example, the hairstyle has been changed to the popular style of shoveling on both sides, and the clothes have also begun to pay attention to grades.

Xu Zhuo took a look at him: "Why are you dressed like a duck now?"

"While going, can't you say something nice?"

The store was not busy at the moment, Xu Zhuo took out a bottle of Coke from the cooler.

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