Food is actually like this, how much effort you are willing to put into it, then how much you can gain. Ingredients that taste bad can be made delicious by pickling them or by other means. And the original delicious ingredients should also be maximized to bring out their characteristics.

Generally speaking, eat a fried chicken nugget, buy some frozen chicken, or even chicken breast or something, and then serve it with ready-made breadcrumbs, or bread crumbs, and finally simply fry it, and the result is actually fried chicken.

But if even the breadcrumbs and ketchup are mixed by yourself, then you don't need to think about it to know that the tomato sauce that is blended is the most suitable for roasting chicken, and the breadcrumbs are naturally the most perfect.

So what kind of delicious fried chicken is cooked with three ingredients that have been adjusted to complement each other and overlap each other? Basically, there is no need to elaborate on it anymore!

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's a pity that the chicken is still ordinary chicken, and if there is that kind of chicken that is more precious, then the taste may be even better. But if it's done too perfectly, it's more or less provocative. It's just that Wang Yong obviously ignored how terrible the chicken marinated with tender meat powder is!

"Really...... Terrible? Yang Xiu looked at this plate of fried chicken expectantly, she knew that if she ate this, she would probably make a fool of herself, but at this moment, whether it was her stomach, her tongue, or even her own brain, they were protesting to her.

"Want to eat...... Want to eat...... I want to eat ......" an invisible force urged her to hurry up and eat. Yang Xiu is just a teenager with terrible self-control. Even though Yang Ci had already reminded her, she still walked over slowly and picked up a piece of chicken nuggets.

The touch of the hand is already obviously different from the previous one. The chopsticks squeezed on the chicken nuggets, and the sound of the crispy skin being cracked was faint, and it was impossible to hear if you didn't listen carefully.

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

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

"Ahh......h

"Nasty...... So domineering ......" Yang Xiu slowly refused, very resistant to this feeling in his heart. However, under the impact of this strong smell, the body has no room for resistance at all, so it can only passively bear all this.

"Already...... No......" swallowed the chicken nuggets, the afterglow made her mouth continue to secrete fluid, and the brain supplement happy hormone was rapidly secreting, and the whole person felt a little fluttering, and she couldn't figure out why this was happening.

At this moment, it seems that she has completely lost the ability to think, and she doesn't even plan to think!

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

"That's it, that's it!" Seeing this, Yang Ci sighed and allowed her to continue eating.

This time, Yang Xiu picked up a piece of chicken nuggets, but it was dipped in tomato sauce. If it doesn't taste so good, what happens when you dip it? This idea seems to be the temptation of the devil, she subconsciously wants to resist, but her body is very honest!

"Ahh......h And at this moment, Yang Xiu immediately realized that the situation was wrong, and wanted to spit out the chicken nuggets, but subconsciously took a bite. Just hearing the "click", the chicken nugget was bitten, and she knew that the situation was going to be bad!

"Uh-huh!" Yang Xiu immediately retreated towards Yang Ci, and then returned to his room in a panic.

"Carefree, are you sure you didn't mean to?" Yang Ci looked at Wang Yong with a bit of resentment.

"I just wanted to bring out the best in the fried chicken...... I didn't expect it to be like this...... "Wang Yong felt very embarrassed, he just made a fried chicken often, but how did he get drugged? Or did you actually go to the wrong set, this is the parallel time and space of "The Spirit of the Medicine King"?!

At the same time, in the room, Yang Xiu only felt that he was in a golden wheat field. I was immersed in this wave of wheat, but I didn't want a large number of chickens to suddenly appear in the field, and then swarm towards her, constantly teasing every inch of her body with their beaks and feathers.

"Don't, don't come......" She wanted to resist, but her ability to resist became weaker and weaker, "Don't, don't ......"

The superposition of the triple flavor quickly hit her brain, as if an invisible barrier was easily broken, and her mind was indescribably relaxed, similar to this feeling, it should be the last time she ate the dishes cooked by her grandfather. However, unlike grandpa's docile feeling, this taste is indescribably rude, and he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all.

"Deliberately, he absolutely deliberately!" The whole body was convulsed, and Yang Xiu, who was in the afterglow, muttered viciously with tears in his eyes.

"I have to say, you are indeed a genius!" Yang Ci sighed, "But your methods are too rough, a gentleman, the dishes he makes should be like sympathetic hands, slowly soothing women's bodies and minds, giving them happiness and a sense of dependence." And the dishes you cook are like a thug forcibly attacking women, which is very immoral! ”

Yang Ci didn't talk nonsense, and took the remaining pickled chicken, as well as breadcrumbs and other materials, learned Wang Yong's steps, and re-operated. The time is almost the same time, there may be some fine-tuning in terms of heat, Wang Yong looked at it for a long time, and he didn't see any difference with himself.

"That's it!" Yang Ci immediately brought the finished chicken nuggets, "This side is yours, this side is mine, compare!" ”

"Disciple understands!" Wang Yong nodded, then picked up his piece and tried to eat it. The strong flavor swept in, and it was very delicious, and in the fried chicken, it should be considered a relatively successful fried chicken nugget.

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

When I actually tasted it, I realized that there was no difference between the texture and taste, but the texture was much softer. It's like a spring breeze, refreshing, chewing slowly, and as the flavor penetrates, it gives people a very reassuring feeling and is very comfortable.

"How, like this?" Wang Yong suddenly opened his eyes, incredulous. The same ingredients, the same steps, cooking actually feels completely different.

Compared with the chicken nuggets fried by Yang Ci, as he just said, he is a thug, telling others to 'make me happy', and he is a handsome boy who gently tells others what happiness is.

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

"When you figure it out, then you're a special chef!" Yang Ci nodded and smiled, this disciple's food sense is good.

"But the question is, you are my teacher, is there a problem with the student, and the teacher doesn't plan to teach?" Wang Yong maliciously sells cuteness, after all, if he doesn't know the answer, he won't be able to sleep.

"When you cook a dish, the first thing we have to think about is 'for whom', and then think about it, and then 'what do I want to express myself through this dish', and when you learn this, then you will naturally become a qualified master chef!" Yang Ci didn't intend to hide it, but in his opinion, this sentence was too difficult for Wang Yong to understand.