Datang New Giants

Chapter 60 Delicious Fugui Chicken
When Li Er and his confidants in the Prince Qin's Mansion were discussing how to deal with the Prince's Mansion, Fuzhi breathed on his little hand while anxiously looking at the burning fire, his red nostrils twitched, and then hesitantly asked Said: "Young master, if you burn it like this, will it burn all the chicken?"

Lu Ting cooks the food himself, and Fu Zhi blames himself a bit, asking the young master to make food, he is too negligent as a servant, but deep down in his heart, he looks forward to it, knowing that every time the young master cooks, the food is delicious.

Fuzhi wanted to make two fat chickens into chicken soup, or make one into a soup and the other into a roast chicken, but the young master disagreed. He said that he wanted to make some kind of rich and noble chicken. After it was finished, he said that the chicken was a bit hard, so he massaged the chicken for about [-] minutes, and then used a needle to squirt hundreds of times around the chicken, saying that this would make the chicken more tasty, and then marinated it with salt and spices , Not only marinated on the outside, but also stuffed the chicken belly with seasoning.

After tossing and tossing for so long, I thought it could be roasted on the fire. Unexpectedly, Lu Ting got a few plantain leaves from a banana tree on the side of the road in the dark, wrapped the marinated chicken, wrapped it in two layers and tied it with rope , and water and mud, the chicken wrapped in banana leaves was made into two round mud balls, and they were thrown directly into the fire to burn.

After such a long time, I haven't smelled any smell of chicken, and I haven't smelled the smell of burnt meat. Fuzhi was a little dumbfounded by the wait. The two chickens must have been burnt.

"No hurry, it will be ready in a while, come, have a glass of wine." Lu Ting said calmly.

Datang's wine is very ordinary, without distillation technology, the degree is not high, the taste is average, many wines are not filtered well, the taste is very bad, but the fruit wine is good, Lu Ting likes to drink wine the most, in the cold Drink a little in winter, and your whole body will be warm after a while.

Fuzhi glanced at the wine skin, shook his head, and refused to drink.

I was bored on the road, and I had a drink with my son. When I was happy, both of them drank a little too much, and ended up sleeping in the wild until dawn. Fortunately, the weather was not cold at that time, and there was no accident. Now that I think about it, I still have some fears. If someone passed by and saw so many goods in the carriage, it would be strange if they were not moved.

Fortunately nothing happened.

It was already dark, and the chill in the north wind was getting deeper. Fortunately, the snow had stopped at this time. Lu Ting looked at the fire that was almost burned, and thought that he would have to find a postman to get more firewood. It was such a cold day outside Camping is impossible without a fire to keep out the cold. Besides, this is the wild, and I am afraid of wild animals attacking in the middle of the night.

After calculating that the time was almost up, Lu Ting used a small stick to gently pull out two big mud balls that were burnt black and hard as rocks, and two big fat chickens were inside.

"Young master, can this mud ball be eaten?" Fu Zhi asked with some doubts.

The two big fat chickens turned into two muddy dumplings, and Fuzhi didn't know what to say.

"It's time to witness the miracle, don't blink." While speaking, Lu Ting hit one of the mud balls with a stick in his hand, only to hear a muffled click, and cracks appeared on the surface of the mud balls.

Lu Ting's hands didn't stop, and he knocked a few more times to get off the dry and hard mud shell on the outside. Soon he saw the banana leaves that had been burnt yellow, and carefully peeled off the second layer. Behind the banana leaf, a rich chicken with a golden color and a strange fragrance appeared in front of the two of them.

Fugui chicken is actually called beggar's chicken. It is said that a beggar accidentally got an old hen, but he didn't have cooking utensils in his hand, and he couldn't even boil it hot to remove the hair. , firewood, put the coated chicken in the fire and simmer until the mud-dried chicken is cooked, peel off the mud shell, and the chicken feathers will also come off with the mud shell, revealing the cooked chicken. It tastes amazing, because it is delicious and easy , the method will remain, and Lu Ting's method is an improved version. After the hair is processed, it is then marinated, which looks much cleaner and more hygienic.

The ancients liked things with good meanings, and Lu Ting was too lazy to explain too much to Fu Zhi, saying that Fu Zhi would ask a lot of questions, so he just said the rich chicken.

Fuzhi twitched his nostrils vigorously, as if he wanted to inhale all the fragrance in the air, and said with surprise, "Scent, son, it smells so good."

As soon as the banana leaves are opened, there is a mouth-watering aroma in the air. This aroma contains the smell of chicken meat, the fragrance of banana leaves, and the mixture of fragrant leaves and spices. My saliva drools when I smell it.

When camping in later generations, I like to cook this the most. It saves time and effort and is very atmospheric. I haven’t made it for a long time, and some hands are raw. Judging from the color and smell, it’s okay, but I don’t know how it tastes.

Lu Ting looked at it, pulled off a chicken leg, blew it with his mouth, and took a bite carefully. Just one bite, he felt that the meat was crispy, tender, delicious and juicy, especially the chicken had a faint fragrance of banana leaves. , it tastes fat but not greasy, crispy and tender.

I don't know if it's because I'm hungry or the ancient chicken is better, but Lu Ting thinks that the rich chicken made this time is even better than that made in the previous life.

With a sound of "grunt", Lu Ting came back to his senses, looked up, and saw Fuzhi staring at the chicken leg in his hand and swallowing his saliva, seeing Lu Ting's gaze, Fuzhi lowered his head in embarrassment.

In such a cold day, after driving for a whole day, he must be starving. Lu Ting bit the chicken leg with his mouth, took out a small knife for self-defense on the road, split the two sides of the chicken on the ground, and handed one side to Fu Zhi: "Why are you still staring, you're not hungry, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"Mr. Xie" Fuzhi thanked him, picked up half of the Fugui chicken and bit it down, quickly opened his mouth and inhaled continuously, until his mouth was so hot that he couldn't bear to spit out the meat in his mouth.

It was too delicious to spit it out.

Lu Ting laughed and scolded: "Be careful, it's hot."

"Yes, yes, son, this rich chicken is really delicious, even better than the roast chicken at Menglan Bridge in Suzhou, it's so delicious." Fu Zhi said with bright eyes.

I knew that the young master would not disappoint me, or if he didn’t make a move, there would definitely be a surprise if he did. I came to school, the things you make are good, not only taste good, but also have a wonderful name, rich and noble chicken, if you eat it, you will be rich, how good it is.

The snow stopped, but the wind was strong, whistling, and the woods in the grove were rattling, Lu Ting couldn't control it so much, grabbed the remaining half of the rich chicken and gnawed wildly, hungry After half a day, the heat and taste of the chicken were just right. It was a beautiful thing to eat a warm and fragrant Fugui chicken on such a cold day.

While eating, Fu Zhi, who was sitting next to him, touched himself with his elbow and called softly, "Master."

"It's finished so soon? It's delicious, wait a minute, I'll break the other after I finish eating this wing." Lu Ting said without raising his head.

The weather was too cold, the breath turned into fog, afraid that it would not taste good when it was cold, Lu Ting only opened one, and the other one was still lying in the mud ball.

"Young master, there are many people." Fuzhi reminded cautiously.

people?
Lu Ting looked up and was suddenly dumbfounded. At some point, there was a circle of people around him. Standing in front were four teenagers about twelve or thirteen years old. They all wore exquisite horizontal knives, followed by more than a dozen strong men in black with weapons.

If he guessed right, the postman said that the nobles were them, and Lu Ting recognized that those strong men in black were the ones patrolling the post station, and they were the guards of the four young men.

What made Lu Ting speechless was that when he was looking at those young men, the four young men were also staring at the rich chicken in his hand, and one of the white and fat young men moved his throat and let out a "grunt" , obviously swallowing saliva.

　New books are not easy, newcomers ask for support (Is this considered cute~)

　　
　
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