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"Then just bring the seeds back."

It's only a year or so, she can afford to wait.

Zhao Pinqian could see what she was thinking, "When your seeds are planted and grow, Xue Ji's house number will already be cold."

"I know, I will find another way, these fruits and vegetables are good things, anyway, big brother just trusts me."

"En." Zhao Pinqian nodded, this girl has always had a unique vision in business, so he naturally believed it.

"What else can you do?"

"There is one."

Zhao Pinqian soon knew what he was talking about.

The oil pan in the kitchen was boiling hot, and a whole chicken wrapped in sticky and watery flour was carefully put in. Suddenly, there was the sound of oil bubbles bursting.

He subconsciously moved away.

The surrounding temperature rose, Zhao Pinqian raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and couldn't help saying, "How much money will it cost to put so much oil in?"

Lu Xiyue: "..."

"How much does a chicken and flour cost? Put it in a pan and fry it, then serve it with sauce, and it will be a special dish on the table. Not to mention the price doubled, it can also be used as a gimmick to attract customers, brother. , your calculations are wrong."

There is no bread crumb here, so we can only use flour and water to add egg liquid, and then wrap the cleaned chicken and fry it.

The sauce is made by herself. There are two flavors, one is a hot sauce with sugar sauce and vinegar, which acts as a sweet chili sauce, and the other is pure spicy.

In addition, the dried chili is also ground into noodles, depending on the taste of the guests to decide how much to put.

Zhao Pinqian glanced at the iron pan with bubbling oil bubbles, and didn't answer her, with a worried face on his face: "Such a big fire, won't it burn?"

The cook turned to look at him.

The owner is questioning his 20 years of cooking skills and experience.

Ever since, the cook stared at the frying pan even more firmly.

When it is about half-cooked, the slightly crispy chicken that has been fried is taken out, let it cool, and then put it in again when the oil is cooled to [-]% hot.

After about a cup of tea, the cook followed Lu Xiyue's words and took the fried chicken out of the oil pan, let it cool down a bit, and cut it with a knife.

The noodles wrapped in the skin of the chicken were deep-fried until orange-yellow, and the white meat was steaming hot, accompanied by the aroma of oil. Torn off a piece of leg meat, took a bite, and it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"It smells so good!" The cook took a sip with the mentality of giving it a try, and his eyes lit up instantly.

I have been cooking for so many years, but I have never tried removing the internal organs of a whole chicken and frying it in a frying pan.

This taste is quite good.

Zhao Pinqian, who was used to delicacies from mountains and seas, couldn't help but praise after taking a bite of the meat in hot weather, "It doesn't have any fishy smell, and it's really delicious. How did you come up with this idea?"

After he finished asking, he lowered his head and took another bite of the chicken leg.

Lu Xiyue had already thought up her speech: "Yesterday morning, I saw the grandmother selling deep-fried dough sticks frying deep-fried dough sticks, so I suddenly thought of it."

The grandma who sells fried dough sticks?

Zhao Pinqian was stunned for a moment, the scene of frying fried dough sticks appeared in his mind, and he understood.

Two flavors of fried chicken were quickly added to the menu.

One day at noon, a few young men stepped into Xue Ji with the intention of trying something new, and were thinking about what dishes to eat, when the waiter cheerfully brought up the menu.

The young man in the lead saw the word "fried chicken" at a glance, and couldn't help being interested.

When the fried and fragrant whole chicken was brought to the table, served with two kinds of sauces, the young men quickly forgot about their gentleness and reservedness.

However, within three or two days, Xue Ji's special dish called fried chicken spread like this, and the business improved visibly with the naked eye.

This is what Lu Xiyue wanted.

The food in the restaurant does not need to be delicious, as long as there is a signboard, it can stand upright.

Of course, sometimes too much limelight is not a good thing.

She wasn't talking about herself, but fried chicken.

After two days of being popular, fried chicken was served in other pubs.

After all, this is not some ice drink that needs to be formulated, as long as you have a little experience, you can make it with a similar taste.

Fortunately, the sauce for fried chicken is not so easy to prepare. At the beginning, she added apple puree and cumin to prevent others from imitating it.

That is, the seeds of wild fennel are ground into powder.

In this way, it can be guaranteed that those people can learn to make Xue Ji's fried chicken, but they can't make fried chicken sauce.

Her business here is booming, and she shares money with Zhao Pinqian under Xiao Yunheng's nose every day.

Now that Ji Wuhen's side is gloomy because of Lan Ping's death, it is estimated that Huidi's side is already more disappointed with Ji Wuhen than expected. In contrast, the fifth prince who has been warned and admonished by Huidi is in good condition a lot of.

Yao Xinyu proposed to sleep in separate rooms with Ji Wuhen because of her pregnancy reaction in the past few days.

Ever since she was diagnosed as pregnant by the imperial physician, she has never been close to Ji Wuhen again.

However, it has only been more than a month, and the woman's lower abdomen is still flat.

Ji Wuhen brought a sour plum to her mouth, coaxing patiently: "Why sleep in separate rooms, if you feel uncomfortable when you wake up at night, I can still take care of you, those servants are not as careful as a father like me. "

There was a smile on his lips, as if he already had the kindness of a father.

Yao Xinyu opened his mouth and ate the sour plum, and said with sourness: "Your Highness is really caring now. If the child is born, I wonder if I can see His Highness being so caring."

Ji Wuhen was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "I'm going to be a mother, why are you still fighting for favor with my child?"

"His Highness has been worrying too much these two days, and I don't want to disturb His Highness's rest. Besides, there are still many things that His Highness needs to solve."

Yao Xinyu said softly, "It's better to sleep in separate rooms."

"...That's the way it is." Seeing her insistence, Ji Wuhen agreed.

Yao Xinyu picked up a piece of sour plum and ate it, and asked casually: "How is the concubine mother, otherwise, I will go to the palace to see her."

Thinking of his mother who was full of resentment towards him, Ji Wuhen shook his head: "It's better to forget it, you can raise your baby with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about the concubine mother."

What could he do? He begged for mercy, thought of ways, and even hinted that his father would be the future emperor's grandson Jide, but it didn't help.

It was my uncle who acted too recklessly and recklessly, which brought me to where I am today.

Now my aunt has returned to her natal family, and my cousin has also been demoted because of his uncle, and he can no longer be an official for the rest of his life.

His own fault ruined the future of several generations of Lan family descendants.

Is the concubine mother willing to let him even get involved with her own prince?

Ji Wuhen felt uncomfortable after being accused for the past few days. For the first time in her life, she felt a bit of resentment towards Concubine Wan.

"By the way, Your Highness, I saw a new cleaning maid in the courtyard that day. She was very unfamiliar. Her name was Chun Ning. I saw her whereabouts sneaky. I wonder if Your Highness has seen it?"

Ji Wuhen's heart skipped a beat, but she turned her head and smiled calmly: "What maid, I didn't pay attention."