This is actually the food. You can get as much effort as you are willing to spend in it. Ingredients with poor taste can be made delicious by marinating or other means. Ingredients that are originally delicious should also maximize their characteristics.

Generally speaking, eat fried chicken nuggets, buy some frozen chicken, or even chicken breasts, and then use ready-made bread crumbs or bread flour, and finally fry them simply. The ones made are actually fried chicken.

But if even bread crumbs and tomato sauce are prepared by yourself, you can know without thinking that the tomato sauce prepared by this blend must be the most suitable for roasting chicken, and bread crumbs are naturally the most perfect.

So what kind of delicious are the three kinds of fried chicken cooked after adjustment and can complement each other and overlap each other? Basically, there is no need to explain in detail!

It’s crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but unfortunately the chicken is still made of ordinary chicken. If there is a rare chicken, the taste may be further improved. However, if it is made too perfect, it will be a bit provocative. But Wang Yong obviously ignored how terrible the chicken marinated with tender meat powder is!

"It's really that... amazing?" Yang Xiu looked at the fried chicken with anticipation. She knew that if she ate this, she would probably make a fool of herself, but at this moment, whether it was her stomach, tongue, or even her brain, she was protesting to her.

"I want to eat...I want to eat...I want to eat..." An invisible force urged her to eat quickly. Yang Xiu was just a teenage child with a bad self-control. Even though Yang Ci had already reminded her, she still walked over slowly and picked up a piece of chicken.

The touch of the purchase is obviously different from before. When the chopsticks are squeezed on the chicken nuggets, the sound of the crispy skin being cracked, which is vague and cannot be heard without listening carefully.

"Don't dip!" When Yang Xiu was about to dip it in tomato sauce, Yang Ci still came forward to stop her, "It's delicious to eat it directly!"

"Well..." Yang Xiu felt very ashamed. She didn't know why, but she couldn't control her body at all.

"Ahhhh..." Put the chicken nuggets into her mouth, and her teeth suddenly bite her teeth, and the dough cracked with a "click", and then a strong smell of chicken swept through the cracks, violently filling her mouth.

"Hate... so domineering..." Yang Xiu slowly refused, and he was very resistant to this feeling in his heart. However, under the impact of this strong smell, he had no room for resistance at all, and he could only passively bear all this.

"It's already...can't work..." Swallowing the chicken pieces, the afterglow made her mouth continuously secrete body fluids, and the brain-enhancing happiness hormone was being secreted quickly. She felt a little light and she couldn't figure out why it was like this.

At this moment, she seemed to have completely lost the ability to think, and she didn't even plan to think!

"I still want to eat..." Yang Xiu looked at Yang Ci pitifully.

"Forget it, forgot!" Yang Ci sighed and allowed her to continue eating.

This time, Yang Xiu picked up a piece of chicken pieces and dipped them in tomato sauce. If it can be so delicious without dipping, what will happen after dipping? This idea seems to be the temptation of the devil. She subconsciously wanted to resist, but her body was very honest!

"Ahhhh..." He opened his mouth and put the chicken nuggets into his mouth. The tomato smell swept over, clearing the greasy in his mouth, and the strong umami left behind. At this moment, Yang Xiu immediately realized that something was wrong and wanted to spit out the chicken nuggets, but he subconsciously took a bite. With a "click", the chicken nuggets were bitten, and she knew the situation was going to be bad!

"Yeah!" Yang Xiu immediately retreated to Yang Ci, and then returned to his room in a panic.

"Wuyou, are you sure it didn't mean it?" Yang Ci looked at Wang Yong with some resentment.

"The original intention is just to show the most delicious side of fried chicken... I didn't expect it to happen..." Wang Yong felt very embarrassed. He just made a fried chicken every day, but how did he make me take medicine? Or was he actually went to the wrong set, which is the parallel time and space of "The Spirit of the Medicine King"?!

At the same time, in the room, Yang Xiu felt that he was in a golden wheat field. He was originally immersed in this kind of wheat wave, but he did not expect that a large number of chickens suddenly appeared in the field, and then rushed towards her, constantly teasing every inch of her body with her beak and feathers.

"No, don't come here..." She wanted to resist, but her ability to resist became weaker and weaker, "No, don't..."

The superposition of the triple taste quickly hit her brain, as if an invisible barrier was easily shattered, and her thoughts were indescribable. A similar feeling should be the last time she ate the dishes cooked by her grandfather. However, unlike her gentle feeling, the taste was indescribable and she didn't know how to be polite.

"It's intentional, he absolutely did it!" Yang Xiu, who was twitching all over his body, muttering fiercely with tears in his eyes.

"I have to say that you are indeed a genius!" Yang Ci sighed, "But your methods are too rough. The dishes made by a gentleman should be like the hands of a lover, slowly soothe the body and mind of women, giving them a sense of happiness and dependence. The dishes you cook are like a thug, forcibly attacking women, which is very immoral!"

Yang Ci didn't say anything nonsense, and followed Wang Yong's steps to reoperate some of the remaining marinated chicken, bread crumbs and other ingredients. The time was almost the same, and there might be some fine adjustments in the heat. Wang Yong looked at it for a long time but couldn't see any difference with himself.

"Okay!" Yang Ci immediately brought the prepared chicken nuggets, "This is yours, this is mine, compare it!"

"Disciple understand!" Wang Yong nodded, then picked up his own piece and tried to eat it. The strong taste swept over and it was very delicious. In the fried chicken, it should have been considered a relatively successful fried chicken nugget.

"The next one is this!" After eating his own, Wang Yong did not rush to remove the chopsticks, but took a sip of water and spit it out. The basic principle of trying the taste is to ensure that the mouth will not be disturbed by other flavors when eating.

When I really tasted it, I found that there is actually no difference between the taste and the taste, but the taste is much softer. It is like the spring breeze blowing on the face, refreshing the heart, chewing slowly, and as the taste penetrates, giving people a very safe feeling and comfortable.

"How could this happen?" Wang Yong suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't believe it. The same ingredients and the same steps actually felt completely different after cooking.

Compared with the chicken nuggets fried by Yang Ci, as he said just now, he was a thug, telling others to 'give me happiness'; he was a handsome young man, gently telling others what happiness is.

"Why is this happening?" Wang Yong looked at Yang Ci in shock.

"When you find out, you will be a special chef!" Yang Ci nodded and smiled. This disciple had a good sense of food.

"But the question is, you are my mentor. Do you have any questions about the students and your mentor is not going to teach?" Wang Yong acted maliciously. After all, if he didn't know the answer, he wouldn't be able to sleep.

"Generally, the first thing we need to consider for a dish is to 'for whom'; think clearly, and then 'what I want to express my feelings through this dish'. When you learn this, you will naturally become a qualified and super chef!" Yang Ci did not intend to hide it, but in his opinion, this sentence is still too difficult for Wang Yong to understand.
Chapter completed!