Chapter 216

Stewed chicken rice, this rice is also exquisite, can be regarded as the finishing touch of this dish, without a bowl of good rice, how to set off the delicious stewed chicken.

Originally, McGonagall thought that the system would continue to provide rice irrigated with life inducing water for cooking. However, he refused because of insufficient production. Instead, he provided a kind of Rice called "Moonlight fragrant rice".

It is said that it is a new variety of rice which is systematically planted on moonlight island in staro sea area. There are many wetlands on the island, and the yield is good. Moreover, because of the unique Moonstone that can absorb moonlight on the island, this kind of rice becomes particularly sweet, and the taste is not inferior to that of life rice.

MEG opened the cupboard. The original separate rice cupboard has been divided into two squares from the middle. On the left is the crystal clear rice with a faint smell of the spring of life. On the right, the darker one is the moonlight fragrant rice.

When he reached for a handful of rice, McGonagall's eyes brightened. There was a small white crescent in the same full and crystal clear grains of rice, so the color in the rice cupboard was deeper than that in the spring of life.

"This facial value... System, do you also have a girl's heart?" McGonagall couldn't help laughing. He planted the moon in the rice. It was estimated that when the girls ate it, their hearts would burst, right?

The system didn't answer McGonagall's words, but in a place he didn't notice in his mind, a line of small words passed silently:

"When who doesn't have a girl heart..."

Although there is no magic effect of rice of life, MEG is quite satisfied with the rice of this girl's heart burst watch, and Amy will like it very much.

When the rice is cooked in an electric cooker, the chicken takes about an hour to marinate. However, in the kitchen god's testing ground, this time will be taken directly. Soak the mushrooms until they are soft and hard. Squeeze out the water and cut into strips.

So all the ingredients were ready, Meg's expression was very serious, and he began to cook.

Open the medium heat, pour the oil into the pan, cover the bottom of the pan with a shallow layer, wait until the oil is slightly hot, put in two spoonfuls of sugar, the color of the sugar is slightly yellowish, it is made of white granulated sugar mixed with honey, which has the fragrance of honey and the sweetness of white granulated sugar.

According to the system itself, the Baihua honey is also from the Baihua Valley in Fengzhi forest, and the quantity is small. However, it is developing a new Baihua honey breeding base, and it is still able to keep up with the supply.

When the sugar is heated in the oil, it melts quickly, and the smell of honeydew overflows in the air. The sweet taste makes people swallow.

McGonagall poured a quarter of the cut chicken leg meat into the pot, stir fried the chicken with a wooden spoon, and dyed it with brown sugar. Soon, the smell of chicken came out of the pot. When the skin of the chicken was slightly brown, put the chicken in a dish.

After washing the pan again, pour in proper amount of oil, pour in all kinds of spices in turn and stir fry until fragrant, then pour in chicken again, stir fry for a while, add cooking wine, soy sauce and soy sauce, and continue to stir fry, color and season.

Then add the mushrooms prepared on one side, just stir fry a few times, the fresh mushroom fragrance will come out, the originally not obvious chicken flavor seems to have been improved, the strong fragrance overflows.

"It's absolutely delicious!" McGonagall's eyes brightened. He didn't quite understand the meaning of fresh flavor enhancement several times after listening to the introduction of the system, but now he finally understood that although the mushroom was planted on agarwood, it didn't catch the smell of Agaricus. Instead, it promoted the fresh flavor of the mushroom to the extreme, and even got the degree that it could enhance the fresh flavor of other ingredients.

After frying, McGonagall turned off the heat and poured all the chicken in the pan into the big casserole on the nearby stove, which could cover the bottom layer. If it was full, this big casserole could cook 16 portions of stewed chicken at the same time.

Then, pour the fresh water into the pot. The water is delicious. The system has ensured that the mushrooms can be eaten directly. Of course, it can't be wasted. Add water to the chicken, and then pour the potatoes and lettuce into the casserole. Open fire and continue to cook.

About 15 minutes after the water is boiling, open the lid, pour the green pepper and red pepper into the pot, and then open the fire to collect the juice.

The smell in the air seems to have become thick, and the taste of chicken and mushrooms mixed together, fresh each other, straight into Meg's nose.

"I'm... A little hungry." McGonagall picked his eyebrows, but he would not feel tired and hungry in the kitchen god test field. However, smelling the tempting fragrance, the instinct of eating goods has already begun to cheat the body and stomach.

McGonagall controlled the time. When the soup became thick, he opened the lid and stir fried a few times. He mixed all the ingredients together evenly. Then he turned off the fire and used two brown casseroles to fill all the stewed chicken.

Golden Chicken, brown black mushrooms, yellow potatoes, green lettuce, poured with two spoonfuls of red bright thick soup, a bowl of fragrant stewed chicken was born.

"How about the system? Is it a one-time success? " McGonagall put down a bowl of rice in his hand. The grains of rice were clear and still crystal clear. The crescent in the rice seemed to be a little whiter and clearer, just like a bowl of little moon.

"According to the requirements of previous generations of the system, it is far from meeting the requirements, as follows:

1. The shape and size of chicken nuggets are too random to be the same;

2. The operation of the cooking process is too rigid. When coloring, the sugar on the surface of the chicken takes too long to fry, and the taste is a little bitter. The cooking time is too long, and the chicken has some firewood;

3. The sauce is too thick, the taste is too thick and greasy. " The sound of the system is quite strict.

"It's not that easy." McGonagall nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't seem too dejected. He poured two bowls of stewed chicken directly into the kitchen waste bin, and while washing the pot, he reflected: "yes, if these problems are not solved, how can such dishes be served to others?"

In the middle of washing, he suddenly put the bowl in his hand and said to himself angrily, "how could he have been so mean when he was meow! I remember this stewed chicken made three requests, right? Who knows when I can go out! "

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Earth Theater:

An old man turned on the TV and dialed a number happily. "Hey, Lao Li, come and see. The story of Shen's abusive tongue begins again. It's not easy to wait until the fourth issue. Hurry up, don't miss it."

"Well, look at the notice of the last issue. This issue is still my stewed chicken. I think this boy can do it! He was shut up in the small black house for half a year. He would not be allowed to sleep all day long. He would make stewed chicken for me every day. If he could not meet his own requirements, he would not be let out! " There was an angry voice on the other end of the phone.

Almost at the same time, the same picture appeared on thousands of TV stations around the world.

"Hello, special on demand audience, welcome to this issue of the story of Shen's vicious tongue being abused in another world."

"As you can see, in the picture, Shen poisonous tongue has been locked up in an airtight kitchen by me. His heart is full of despair and fear. He wants to leave here instead of being completely wiped out. He has only one chance, that is, to follow my orders and keep making stewed chicken until the stewed chicken meets his own requirements, To get a break from this kitchen. "

"Please rest assured that under my high-pressure rule, he did not dare to have the slightest psychological resistance, just like a puppet, living in a muddle every day. I believe I can see such a picture."

The sound of the system rings out, with full pleasure