Chapter 32 Fried Chicken Drumsticks
Everyone who can survive in the capital will not be a pure lamb. The reason why this seventh prince likes Li Xin so much is naturally not because of Li Xin's ability. He is more interested in Li Xin's identity as the illegitimate son of the Pingnan Marquis's Mansion.
To be more precise, he was attracted by the military power in the hands of the Marquis of Pingnan. It was not that he wanted to use this army to rebel, but that Li Chun, the young marquis of Pingnan marquis of Pingnan, was very close to another prince in the court on weekdays. He wanted to pull Li Xin into his camp, just to use Li Xin's identity to check and balance the young marquis of Pingnan marquis of Pingnan marquis of Pingnan.
But these are all later stories. Now the dispute between Li Xin and Pingnan Hou Mansion has come to an end for the time being. From the overall situation, it is naturally that Pingnan Hou Mansion is defeated and was played with by Li Xin, a civilian, and was applauded. However, Li Xin himself was not feeling well and left a scar on his forehead.
Fortunately, the scar is not very deep, and only a small part is on the forehead and most are in the hair, so it is not obvious.
The day after Mrs. Yu came to apologize, a family member from the Marquis of Pingnan came to hand Li Xin a small box. The small box contained a stack of bills, all of which were secretly registered bills of 100 coins from Datong Money House. Li Xin counted it and there were twenty pieces in total.
In other words, it is a total of two thousand jin of coins.
Although this money is not particularly large, it can be considered a fortune for Li Xin at present. After all, the small courtyard he rented only needs two cents of money per month. The two thousand cents of money are enough for him to have two grandfathers and grandsons who sell charcoals to live in the capital for a long time.
With money, you don’t have to worry about your livelihood. In addition, the injury on Li Xin’s head has not yet been cured. In the next few days, Li Xin spent dozens of cents of money to buy a lot of New Year’s goods in the market, and honestly prepared for the New Year at home.
Time passed for several days, and in a blink of an eye it was already the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.
Since the next day was the day to worship the Kitchen God, there were not many people on the streets of Beijing on this day. Every household was at home, preparing for the next day's Little New Year. Li Xin was no exception. He bought two fat big roosters from the market and came back and took them clean.
Li Xin did not have the habit of worshiping the gods, so he planned to solve these two chickens himself, so he did not need to start with the Kitchen God.
Since he came to this world, the thing he was most unaccustomed to was eating. At the beginning, the charcoal seller was responsible for the meal. The old man could only make some coarse grain cakes, or boil the batter and wild vegetables. In the first few days, Li Xin was able to eat it with his teeth, purely for survival.
Now that he has money, he naturally needs to improve his life.
The four chicken legs of the two chickens were chopped off by Li Xin, then beat two eggs to set aside. After the oil in the pot boiled, Li Xin rolled the chicken legs in the egg liquid, then rolled them around in the flour, and then started cooking and frying in the oil pan.
A crackling sound exploded in the kitchen.
The charcoal girl who was burning fire under the stove stretched out her head and looked at Li Xin, then shrank her head back.
Although she didn't know what Li Xin was doing, after nearly a month of getting along, their grandparents and grandchildren had regarded Li Xin as their family, especially after the charcoal seller fell ill, the little girl even regarded Li Xin as her own reliance.
If it were in the past, if Li Xin poured half a pot of oil like this, the little girl would definitely be so anxious that she would jump, but now no matter what Li Xin does, she would not question anything.
After a while, the chicken legs in the oil pan turned golden. Li Xin picked them out with chopsticks, then wrapped them with egg liquid and applied flour. After repeated several times, the four golden chicken legs were taken out of the oil pan by Li Xin.
That's right, this is the fried chicken legs in later generations. The only downside is that there is no such thing as bread crumb in this era, so the fried chicken legs are a bit different from those in later generations, but they are still roughly the same in terms of appearance. Li Xin grabbed one by himself and couldn't wait to take a bite.
Well, the taste is crispy.
The taste is roughly the same as the fried chicken legs in later generations, especially after sprinkling with pepper.
Li Xin nodded with satisfaction and reached out to take care of the little girl who had been watching next to her for a long time.
"Come on, it's done, come and taste the taste."
The little girl nodded, walked up to her as she remembered, grabbed a chicken leg with her hands, and took a bite.
Just as Li Xin was about to ask the little girl if it was delicious, a familiar voice rang in the yard.
"What are you making? You smell it from afar."
Li Xin frowned slightly.
It is the Seventh Prince.
Li Xin's brows only frowned for a moment, then he stretched out a standard smile on his face, walked out of the kitchen, bent over and fisted at the Qi Gongzi and said, "I have seen Qi Gongzi."
The seventh prince smiled and helped Li Xin up, then drilled into the kitchen. After seeing the two chicken legs left beside the pot, the seventh prince of the Great Jin Dynasty lit up. He reached out and took one in his hand, opened his mouth and ate it, and said while gnawing: "It smells so good, no wonder I smell it in the yard. Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise I would have missed such a delicious dish."
At this time, the seventh prince's face was covered in oily face, and there was no image of a prince of the Tian family at all.
A black thread emerged from Li Xin's forehead.
This seventh young master really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.
After chewing two bites of chicken legs, the seventh Master said it was delicious, and reached out to the kitchen door and waved: "Xiao Jiu, come in quickly. There is still a chicken leg here. If you don't come in, you will be gone."
Li Xin looked up in shock and then found a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, standing at the kitchen door. After the Qi Gongzi finished speaking, the girl slowly walked into the kitchen and picked up the last chicken leg...
Only then did he realize that the seventh young master did not come alone.
This guy... it was fine if he had eaten and taken it before, but this time he actually brought someone to eat!
Li Xin forced a smile and asked to the seventh young master: "Young master, who is this?"
The seventh young master waved his hand indifferently and chuckled softly: "This is the maid next to me. I have been with me for many years. I usually serve me and I don't usually take it out of the mansion. This girl is quite greedy. After eating the mutton skewers you made before, I insisted on coming to see you. When I see her, I will bring her here."
Li Xin nodded and said nothing.
This seventh young master was able to secretly open a Deyi Building in the capital, which means that this person's cunning methods have reached a certain level. No matter what he does, people at this level will not be aimless.
Because of the seventh young master's words "maid", Li Xin didn't even dare to look up at what the girl looked like. He just lowered his head slightly and said, "Tomorrow is the Little New Year. There should be many things in the young master's house and the family must be busy. How could he have time to come here?"
“That’s right.”
The seventh young master took out a purple invitation from his sleeve and handed it to Li Xin. He smiled and said, "Tomorrow, I will hold a banquet at home and invite many young people in Beijing to the banquet. I want to call you too so that you can know people too."
Chapter completed!