v2 Chapter 224： Love for 1 Life (4)

As soon as Xia Muzhen went outside, Wen Er greeted him enthusiastically. The other tea soldiers could only stay angrily when they saw the situation and scolded Wen Er in their hearts.

Xia Muyi has stayed at this hostel for so long. Almost all the tea soldiers know that he is not generous in making shots. The tea soldiers want to go to Xia Muyi to get familiar with them, but unfortunately the other tea soldiers are not warm Er's ingenuity is not as secure as he is. Xia Muyi usually finds Wen Er for something.

"Can your kitchen be borrowed?" Xia Muyi asked.

"Mr. Xia, look at what you said, but you are a VIP in our shop. Others may not borrow it, but you must use it if you want. If you want to eat something, I'll run it for you and buy it It ’s not clean in the kitchen. You went out of place. ”Wen Er's words are as good as going for money.

"I want to cook in the kitchen," Xia Mu shouted.

"I'll take you there. Use whatever you want. I'll buy it for you." Wen Er led the way.

The hostel's kitchen is not large, but it's full of things and basic spices. Xia Muyi looked around and figured it out in his heart.

"Shao wine, sugar, this cabbage leaf has been simmered to make it fresh, chicken thighs and flour." Xia Muzhen gave the money easily.

"Hello, wait a minute, and I'll send you something soon." Wen Eryun ran out in a moment.

Wen Er went to buy the ingredients. Xia Muyi tried the spices in the kitchen one by one, held the kitchen knife, and moved his fingers.

He has not touched a kitchen knife for a long time. Since leaving Beiping, he has touched a large knife more often than a kitchen knife.

Wen Er's work efficiency is very fast, and in a moment he brought back what Xia Muyi wanted, but he bought not a chicken leg but a whole chicken.

"Mr. Xia, I'm really sorry. Those vendors who sell chicken legs alone do not sell them, so I bought the whole chicken back." Wen Er laughed.

"It's okay, you come to set fire to me," Xia Mu shouted.

"Good!" Wen Er went to the fire.

Xia Muyi started to kill chickens. His movements were fast and proficient. He has helped the Taifeng Lou for many years. He has done more to slaughter chickens and kill ducks. Even if he does not touch the kitchen knife for a long time, he is still skilled.

To kill the chicken and bleed the leg hair, Xia Muyi skillfully scratched the strip-shaped meat on the chicken leg, that is, the chicken fillet. After getting the desired part, the whole chicken was put aside by him first.

The chicken fillet was cut into thick strips that were very similar in thickness and thickness, plus **** rice, scallion, wine, white sugar, oyster sauce, soy sauce and soy sauce. While the marinating was idle, Xia Muyi began processing the chicken. Other parts.

"What chicken dishes do you like?" Xia Muyi asked.

"Ah?" Wen Er originally burned his head and reacted. Xia Muzhen actually asked him, "Well, Mr. Xia is really joking. We ca n’t eat chicken twice a year in this tea service. It ’s good to eat meat!

"But if you want to eat it, you definitely like to eat yakiniku. Although braised pork is fragrant despite the waste oil!" Wen Erji sipped his mouth as if the chicken had already been eaten.

Xia Muzhen continued to lower his head to handle the chicken.

After processing the chicken, he started to work with cabbage. The water in the pot has already boiled. Xia Muzhen threw the cabbage leaves into the boiling water and quickly passed the hot water, laid it on the table, and stretched out his hands to knead the marinated chicken to see how it was marinated. .

There was no clock in the kitchen, Jiang Feng could not tell the time, but he estimated that this chicken fillet had been marinated for almost an hour.

Xia Muyi looked at the condition of the chicken fillet and thought it was okay. He put the chicken fillet in the middle of the cabbage and put it on the plate with the seal facing down. Xia Muyi made three, exactly the amount of rouge.

After placing it, Xia Muya beat the eggs and took only the egg whites. Mix the egg whites and flour and stir to form a thick egg white paste. Take the chopsticks and stir up the egg white paste in the bowl.

Fill the chicken with egg whites and fry them in the oil pan. After frying for half a minute, Xia Muyi quickly removed them, and allowed Wen Er to heat up the fire.

Wen Er added some hay and firewood to the stove, and the flame inside simmered, and the oil in the pot was burned hotter and burst out.

This is the time!

Put Xiamu Amaranth Chicken into the pan again and use chopsticks to turn it over and over until the surface is slightly yellow, then drain the oil.

Cai Bao Chicken is a very authentic dish of Peiping. It is characterized by its crispy skin and tender chicken. Almost every household in Beiping City can make it. Ordinary people can only eat this dish during the New Year.

"I have dealt with the chicken, you can take it home." Xia Muyi left the plate.

Wen Erzhen was on the spot, kneeled down, and gave Xia Muzhen a firm head.

"I thank you for my father, mother and sister." Wen Er said, even if he didn't know if he could hear Xia Muyi who had left the kitchen.

The chicken was eaten hot as soon as it was out of the pan. Xia Muzhen went back to the room and asked the wife to go out. She lifted up her rouge and leaned him on the edge of the bed. He gave her a pair of chopsticks and held it in front of her.

"I'll eat one, I can't eat the other, you can eat it." Rouge actually has no appetite, picking up a chicken wrapped in vegetables and taking a bite.

Like turning on a switch, this little bite hasn't been swallowed yet, and the rouge bites a big bite. This bite has bitten off half of the chicken, and it is difficult to chew in the mouth.

Rouge chewed hard, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

A vegetable-wrapped chicken went down, Rouge looked at Xia Muzhen and asked, "Who did you ask for?"

"I did," Xia Mu shouted.

"Who the **** are you? Do you know Master Chen? What's your name?" Rouge's eyes were filled with tears.

Xia Muzhen didn't answer, moved a chair and placed it next to Rouge's bed, and put the plate on the chair.

"If you're hungry, eat." Then he left.

Xia Muzhen went out of the city again, Jiang Feng thought it was because he was leaving by train tomorrow, so today he had to go and take away all the money he had buried. As a result, Xia Muzhen was just like the previous few times, only took a few oceans and Little yellow croaker, buried the burden again under the tree.

Doesn't he leave?

Jiang Feng followed Xia Muyi, guessing as he walked.

Jiang Feng was right. Xia Muzhen was not ready to leave. He asked Wen Er to book the train ticket for next week. Rouge's body had not been very good. He was not assured to let her get on the train at this time.

"Mr. Xia, your two train tickets can still be transferred out now. Would you like me to help you transfer them out? I am sure I can transfer them out at the original price." Wen Erdao said.

Xia Muxi nodded and gave the train ticket to Wen Er.

Xia Muzhen returned to his room and did not go to Rouge to see, but Jiang Feng ran to look over there. Rouge had fallen asleep, and the mother-in-law looked after him. The two chickens in the dish were still still, and they looked cold on the table.

Jiang Feng felt strange. This memory was the memory of Xia Mudi. The recipe should be an impressive dish that Xia Mudi had tasted. However, in addition to the porridge, Xia Mudi is bun buns. food.

He has been in this memory for almost 10 days, and still sees no sign of going out.

That night, Rouge started a high fever.

The high fever persists, and in this age of quinine being more expensive than gold, it is simply a symbol of death.

Wen Er invited the doctor all night, and the doctor had no choice but to shake his head and say to Xia Muyi, "Get ready for the funeral."

"Xia Muyi, I'm dying. Can you tell me what your name is?" Rouge's voice was hoarse because of high fever.

"My name is Xia Sheng," Xia Mu shouted.

Rouge squinted, trying to remember who Xia Sheng was, but couldn't remember.

"Did you recognize the wrong person, I don't know you." Rouge said, "You are so unlucky, you have misidentified a person and spent so much money, and now this person is going to die."

"I am Chen Qiusheng's apprentice." Xia Mu shouted.

At this time, rouge was burnt up, the logic was chaotic, and the speech was vague.

"Chen Qiusheng ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Who is Chen Qiusheng, I only know Master Chen, I do not know Chen Qiusheng." Rouge murmured.

"Ah, I remember, Master Chen is called Chen Qiusheng."

"Yes, I seem to have heard my aunt say that Master Chen's apprentice is also called Shengsheng, and is the chef at Taifeng House."

Rouge suddenly burst into tears, crying and shouting, "I want to go home, I want to eat the chicken made by my mother."

"Who are you?" Rouge had burned so quickly that he couldn't tell the difference.

"I'm Xia Sheng," Xia Mu shouted.

"Who is Xia Sheng?"

"Xia Sheng is Chen Qiusheng's apprentice."

"Master Chen's apprentice? Did you pick me up from your aunt? You're too late, I'm dying. When you go back, my aunt will definitely scold you."

"Yes, Mrs. Li sent me to pick you up," Xia Mu shouted.

Jiang Feng saw that Xia Muying was crying.

Rouge spoke some vague nonsense again and again, suddenly suddenly awake, forgetting what Xia Muzhen had said to her before.

"Xia Muzhen, why are you crying?" Rouge asked, "Did you see that I was going to die, and the heartache cost me money. I told you I'm a short-lived ghost, and you spend money on me It's about to get water. "

Rouge tilted his head and saw the cabbage chicken on the table: "Why don't you eat it? You are so wasteful."

"I eat," Xia Mu shouted, without chopsticks, directly grabbing a cool chicken wrapped in chicken and putting it in his mouth.

"Xia Muyi, do you know what my original name was?"

Jiang Feng began to be shrouded in dense fog, unable to see the rouge on the bed.

"My name is Li Fen, fragrant."

"Can I please you, wait for me to die and send me back to Peiping."

"I want to go home."

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