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408. Beggar Chicken (1)

Hearing Chen He's words, everyone else's hands froze. Chen He really dared to say it, but this suggestion was indeed a good one.

But in this way, there is no way to properly promote the mortise and tenon joint. You know, wasn't the purpose of making Luban locks to promote the mortise and tenon joint structure in the first place?

Ling Rui then smiled and nodded, "Brother He, if you are tired, you can rest."

"No, no, no, I'm not tired." Chen He quickly defended. Ling Rui's words didn't mean anything and his tone was very gentle, but he still felt a little scary.

Ling Rui nodded, "Everyone should be careful when doing it. Don't hurt yourself."

Seeing this, He Jiong smiled helplessly, "What the netizens said makes sense, let's do it this way. Let's just do it. We will make only one Luban lock and draw a lottery at night. Then, let the program team order a batch from the Internet.

, we signed it and put it in the lottery quota.”

"In this way, everyone's demands will be met."

Ling Rui nodded immediately. He was not ignorant of flexibility. Since He Jiong had a better way, he would naturally not refuse it.

Netizens now felt a little comforted. Although it was not made by them, it was the same as it was signed!

In one afternoon, twelve people did about fifteen exercises, which was so tiring that their backs ached.

After all, they are not skilled workers.

Peng Peng was also injured. Despite all the warnings, he was still injured. The injury was not deep, but the wound was relatively large. After Ling Rui treated Peng Peng, he was still helpless.

"You and Brother He should take it easy these two days."

"oh."

"Okay, let's go and rest."

"Um."

The probability of twelve people injuring two people really sounded the alarm for the program team. At such a juncture, Chen Kezhou was also scared, so he had no choice but to eat in peace.

The occasional laughter from the guests is enough.



"Poor Pumbaa."

"Poor Chi Chi."

"Don't say you didn't predict what you said."

"It's really a blink of an eye."



"So, the audience friends in front of the camera and in front of the TV must pay attention to safety when using knives. Also, the guests were injured despite being guided by professionals. Children must not play with it." He Jiong smiled.

To the camera, the topic was revealed, "It's getting late, do I have to cook?"

"I feel like I've been eating all day long." Deng Chao said with a smile, "But I'm so happy and satisfied!"

"Brother Chao is right! I really feel like I am eating and eating, but I am so satisfied!" Zheng Kai also said with satisfaction, "Especially, Xiao Rui's cooking skills have conquered us all."

"That's right!" Wang Zulan said, "After tomorrow... I think I will have to lose a few pounds when I go back the day after tomorrow."

"Because really, in comparison, I really feel that what I used to eat was... pig food." Li Chen was helpless, "I feel like I have lived my whole life in a dog's belly."

"You have to thank me!" Chen He smiled mischievously, "otherwise, you wouldn't be able to eat at all."

"Yes, yes, thank you."

"Thank you, old man."

"How about I give you three sticks of incense?"

Several other people complained.

Ling Rui smiled and nodded to He Jiong, "It's almost time to cook. I'm going to make beggar's chicken soup tonight. Beggar's chicken is good. I've made it before. It's my first time to make this good soup.

But it doesn’t necessarily taste good. If it doesn’t, please don’t complain about me.”

"Haha, don't worry, I won't complain."

"Yes!" Everyone laughed and packed up the things in the yard, then the finished Luban lock. Zifeng took the marker and handed it to Huang Lei.

Huang Lei smiled and took a Luban lock and wrote his name.

Then came the others.



"What a delicious soup. It looks like dozens of bright red cherries floating in the green clear soup, and seven or eight pink petals floating on it. Underneath are diced young bamboo shoots. The red, white and green colors shine brightly, and the soup is dazzling.

There is a fragrance of lotus leaves in it." Ling Rui closed his eyes and recalled the description of good soup in The Condor Shooting. He looked at the ingredients prepared by the program team and calculated how to make this dish later, because this dish is

There are specific descriptions, so there is not much room for people to play, but if they can be restored, the purpose of recording the program has been achieved.

"Just listening to it makes me want to drool." Chi Chi wiped her chin and wiped away the non-existent saliva, looking like a foodie.

"Come to think of it, Hong Qigong was probably like you at that time." Zheng Kai laughed and complained, "They were all captured by the delicious food."

"This is the ultimate dream of being a foodie!" Chi Chi sighed, "If I can be captured by delicious food in this life, then I will stop working!"

"Brother He is right." Peng Peng nodded, with a look of agreement.

"Although I really want to agree with what you said, I feel that I still have a lot of things to do." Zifeng glanced at his brother and his "uncle" and said helplessly, "It's time to wash the vegetables!"

"Oh!" Zheng Kai quickly responded.

Peng Peng and Chen He were injured and did not have to wash the vegetables, so the task of lighting the fire was handed over to them. But now, the two of them had their hands on their hips and looked like they were guiding the world.

Ling Rui, on the other hand, started processing the ingredients for the beggar's chicken.

"The earliest beggar chickens were live chickens whose necks were twisted directly without plucking or bleeding. They were wrapped in mud and then roasted in the fire." Ling Rui explained to everyone while handling it, "But after generations of continuous

With the improvement, this beggar's chicken has become a famous dish."

"Nowadays, the more famous and widely spread dishes are Jiangsu cuisine and Zhejiang cuisine."

"Of course, what we made today doesn't count as anything. It has another name, called Jiuxiang Beggar's Chicken."

"It sounds... delicious." Wang Zulan swallowed for a while and spoke.

"For this reason, I specially asked Peng Peng to buy a bottle of Erguotou." Ling Rui smiled, washed the three prepared tender chickens, then washed the ingredients, and started processing them first.

I went to the kitchen to make the sauce. I used 3 tablespoons of cooking wine, 3 tablespoons of light soy sauce, 1 tablespoon of dark soy sauce, 1 tablespoon of oyster sauce, 1 tablespoon of white sugar, 2 tablespoons of salt and minced ginger. Then I picked up the sauce.

Rub it all over the chicken.

"The normal method is to put the remaining sauce in a plastic bag after applying the sauce, then put the chicken in it and put it in the refrigerator for a day. This will ensure that the sauce is more flavorful."

"But obviously, not today."

"So, I have to massage the chicken later to let the sauce absorb the flavor better."

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

As he spoke, Ling Rui poured some sauce into the chicken's belly, and then began to tap the chicken with a small hammer. While tapping, he continued to apply the sauce from behind, and so on.

"The lotus leaves are washed."

"Brother Chen, please use this bottle of Erguotou to stir up the pile of yellow mud." Ling Rui said to Li Chen.

"Okay!" Li Chen happily agreed. Being able to contribute, he was naturally happy.

"Should we make a fire in the yard later?"

"Yeah." Ling Rui nodded.

"I'll come, I'll come!" Xie Na raised her hand.


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