After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

Once on the table, the chatterbox is like Fu Qingfei who can't shut it down.

While talking, something directly blocked his mouth.

Fu Qingfei took a bite without hesitation.

Gosh……

Fried chicken legs!

A few years ago, the TV series in country C became popular, and the fried chicken in country C became popular in country A.

In fact, Fu Qingfei is not particularly fond of this kind of fried food.

But occasionally.

There are some high-end restaurants among them.

Fried chicken made by those so-called chefs.

This bite is crispy and fragrant, but it doesn't have the greasy feeling of ordinary deep frying.

Fu Qingfei can say loudly in the future that he likes to eat fried chicken.

But I only like what my aunt does.

Not only Fu Qingfei, but also Song Jinyan and Song Qiyan liked this very much.

"Auntie, how do you make the meat tender and juicy on the inside, yet crispy and not oily on the outside?"

Fu Qingfei couldn't help asking.

Song Weitang rested his chin and looked at the little guys who were eating heartily in front of him.

Opening with a smile.

"Fried chicken is from country C, but our ancestors in country A have studied deep-fried snacks a long time ago. For anything that has been oiled, it is necessary to control the temperature. The chicken legs are first soaked in bleeding water. Then it is marinated with various small ingredients to taste, and the breading of fried chicken is prepared separately by me, which is relatively complicated, but it is not easy to get angry after eating, and it will be no problem if you control the oil temperature.”

What Song Weitang said was simple, but in practice, roast meat and fried chicken are actually similar, and they are roasted in different ways.

How can the same thing be heated evenly within a second or so, and then retain the moisture and be cooked thoroughly.

That's up to the operator.

"Xiao Fei, I heard that your mother likes to eat these too. I packed another serving, and you can take it home and bring it to your mother. However, this food is the best when it comes out of the pan, and the taste will be worse when you pack it back."

Song Weitang said softly.

Just now Xiao Jin told her about Fu Qingfei's phone call, Song Weitang has always been kind to those who treat them well.

"By the way, did any of you see your Uncle Fu today?"

Song Weitang asked, just now she went to the opposite side to deliver fried chicken, but Fu Junyan was not at home.

During this period of time, she basically saw Fu Junyan when she opened her eyes, and she was stunned for a moment.

But after thinking about it, Fu Junyan didn't sell himself to her, and it's normal to have her own space.

Song Weitang couldn't help comforting herself like this.

"I didn't see it."

Xiao Baozi's mouth was puffed out, like a cute little hamster, he raised his head and said in a childish voice.

Fu Qingfei blinked his eyes.

"I don't even know."

Only a gleam of light flashed in Song Jinyan's eyes.

"Auntie, don't worry, Uncle Fu is such a big man, he won't get lost."

Song Weitang nodded, she didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, she seemed a little sleepy.

After Fu Qingfei finished eating a few mouthfuls, he took the box Song Weitang packed and carefully protected him to leave.

Song Weitang looked at Fu Qingfei with a funny face.

Xiao Fei usually looks carefree, but he is actually very filial.

"Tangtang..."

At this moment, Song Weitang suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the side.

Song Weitang's eyes lit up instantly.

She turned around.

Under the light, a man in a coat stood there.

"Fu Junyan!

Song Weitang didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, it seemed that the mood that was covered by dark clouds suddenly became clearer.

She took a step forward, but Fu Junyan took a step back.

"Fu Junyan?"

Song Weitang tilted his head slightly, and looked at Fu Junyan with some puzzlement.

That is, I haven't seen you for a long time. What's wrong with Fu Junyan?

"It's snowing outside, it's cold."

Fu Junyan said softly.

Only then did Song Weitang realize that Fu Junyan's coat shoulders still had faint snowflakes.

Song Weitang grasped Fu Junyan's hand this time, only to realize that the hand under the clothes was icy cold.

Song Weitang frowned slightly, and directly pulled Fu Junyan into the room.

"Tangtang, it's cold."

Fu Junyan wanted to get it out of Song Weitang's hands.

Song Weitang ignored Fu Junyan, directly pulled him in, pushed him onto the sofa, and turned on the heater.

Then he ran into the kitchen with a thump.

The room gradually warmed up.

Fu Junyan's body also warmed up a little bit.

After a while, a steaming cup of brown sugar ginger tea was placed in his palm.

Fu Junyan frowned when he smelled ginger.

But for Song Weitang's caring appearance.

Fu Junyan's expression didn't change at all, he directly drank a whole cup of ginger tea, and even raised the cup to show Song Weitang.

Only then did Song Weitang smile in satisfaction.

"Why don't you wear more, the weather forecast has changed today."

Song Weitang was taken aback after saying this.

Uh……

The weather has changed, and she has prepared the clothes for the two little guys a long time ago.

Only then did she remember that Fu Junyan had no clothes at all when he came.

I bought autumn clothes with him before.

Song Weitang's small face wrinkled into a ball in an instant.

I forgot to add clothes to Fu Junyan.

Song Weitang made up his mind to buy more clothes for Fu Junyan.

Liangshi:

"Ahem...ahem...don't stop me."

The coughing old man glared angrily at the group of people in front of him.

The group of people standing in front of them all had their faces drooping.

Young and old, no wonder they all say that.

This old man is quite old, and his temper is more tossed than a child.

"Master, it's not that I won't let you go out. The master said that if I dare to let you go to Weishi, he will chop me up when he comes back. You also know my master's temper."

The young man with a round face said with a mournful face.

No one expected that the old man would suddenly catch a cold when he was serving as the special director of the crew.

The old man himself didn't take it seriously, but it got worse and worse.

After being sent back to Liangshi, he lay in the hospital for half a month before coming out.

The other problems are not serious, except this cough.

The old man's status in the gourmet world of country A all his life can be said to be full of peaches and plums.

Ever since I learned that the old man was ill, the people who came to visit me have not stopped.

Mr. Jiang stayed at home for more than half a month, and his temper, which was not very good, became even worse.

The disciples and grandchildren who were in charge of watching him were often scolded.

"Let me tell you, I am doing this for the food heritage of our country A. I said before that I would visit, and now..."

Mr. Jiang roared angrily.

Several young disciples lowered their heads, and they were beaten to death without making a sound.

Mr. Jiang looked at these people, and the more he looked at them, the more angry he became.

"Cough cough...!"

Furious, he coughed uncontrollably.

He is a chef himself, and he has been making soup during this time, but he just can't cure the cough.

"grandfather……"

At this moment, a girl's voice came from the door.