After a while, A Yao was so surprised that she couldn't come back to her senses.

Mo Xingle rubbed his chin and took out a mirror from his sleeve, looking at himself as if he was pitying himself. There was no problem: "I am still the handsome and handsome me, what are you surprised? I didn't see that my mouth was quite wide open, and I might be able to stuff my native eggs?"

A Yao came back to her senses from the chaos in the wind: "The scholar has been separated for three days, and he looks at him with admiration."

When he first met, his eyebrows were nine rings of big sword eyebrows, growing unruly, and his appearance was all lost by these thick and black eyebrows. Even if there were many bandits passing by, he saw his strong figure, his waist was covered with iron whips, and his fierce appearance, and anyone who wanted to start would have to consider whether he could walk under him a few moves before he could do it.

When we met again, the eyebrows were the lying silkworm eyebrows that had lowered the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. They were neatly clever, which made their eyes fly. He was joking, his eyes were lively and humorous and smiling. He glared and his eyes were filled with huge waves. His muscles didn't seem to show. Perhaps he was wearing a fitted clothes, taking off the iron whip and wearing a waist-plate hanging jade pendant, and snatching civil servants' clothes. He finally disappeared. When walking on the road, others would only think that this was a rich young man.

It’s not her fault, but Mo Xingle changes too much. This gap is so small that it’s easy to eat whales in minutes.

"It turns out that Brother Mo, you are also in the capital. I'll make bridge rice noodles first. Please wait." A Yao said, without telling each other. There were eight people who came to Mo Xingle. You can't let the guests starve and see them reminisce about the past. Moreover, A Yao couldn't think of anything else to say besides thanking.

She went and went back, and pulled out the cross-bridge rice noodles from inside.

The chief clerk was about to gossip about the matter between Lord Mo and this little chef, and he smelled a strong chicken smell. This fragrance was different from sesame oil chicken soup. The latter was the domineering aroma of sesame oil. The former stewed chicken. Just from this taste, you can imagine how delicious it should be when stewing it. The chicken tastes rich and the meat is tender. Maybe it will be a little tear and the meat will separate the meat and bones, and the soup and chicken oil will be poured out.

The rice money across the bridge was brought up. After A Yao talked about how to eat the rice noodles across the bridge, he had no time to taste the new ones and asked, "What are you still doing in the kitchen?"

A Yao: "It's a steam pot chicken. I chose a little hen that just laid eggs. Is it necessary to get a steam pot of this size?"

She gestured for the size of a hen and the size of a steam pot, and said bluntly that a steam pot chicken can be eaten by 2-3 people. If it were them, they would probably finish eating one or two pieces per person.

Chief Regiment: "Then let's try a steam-pot chicken first."

Mo Xingle interrupted: "I'll give me one alone, I won't snatch it from you."

A Yao confirmed with them that when she returned to the kitchen, she took another order, and the three-bowl steamer chicken 6 was brought out. The moment the lid was opened, the old diners, the chief clerk and Mo Xingle's eyes lit up, and they picked up chopsticks to add them up, not bothering it hot, and savored it carefully.

Seeing that the eight comments brought by the chief clerk saw them intoxicated by it, 6 Su stretched out their chopsticks, and when they were eaten, their eyes widened, and they scooped a spoonful of tastes with a spoon. After thinking about it, they moistened the tofu skin and dipped it on the chicken sauce and ate it again, "Great times..."

Seeing that the chief clerk was still savoring, the eight judges exchanged their eyes, and each person quickly divided them, and they picked up the last few chopsticks and started fighting.

"you!"

The chief clerk was so anxious that he jumped, but turned his head and found that Mo Xingle had already brought his steam pot chicken and cross-bridge rice noodles to the next table to eat happily. "Give another steam pot chicken!"

"Sorry, when you were eating, the other guests ordered the steam pot chicken 6. I tried the dishes today, and I didn't prepare too much, and the steam pot chicken was almost gone." A Yao leaned over and said, "The steam pot chicken will be served tomorrow."

The steam pot chicken is precisely because A Yao's cooking skills have successfully captured the appetites and money bags of Dali Temple officials.

The cold wind is fierce and the heavy snow is flying.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, but Sun Niang's shop was in full swing.

Seeing that the cold weather was cold, A Yao saw that the little hen was supplying, the portion of the steamer chicken had to fall off, so she simply launched the pork belly chicken pot.

Many people in the capital think that "pork meat is cheap" and the price is extremely low. A Yao saw it every day in the dining tables in later generations, especially the small black pigs like Feng Qiang and Pig 2o18 are a little more expensive than ordinary pork. After she came to the capital, she bought it without losing any burden, and it was even more burdensome to eat.

Pork belly dumpling chicken is much more complicated than steamed chicken. Just chicken removes internal organs and fills them with onion pieces, ginger, pepper, Codonopsis pilosula, Polygonatum, red dates, and Astragalus, stuff them into the pig's belly. Use water plants to tread both ends and put them in a casserole and boil them in clean water. After about an hour, the pig's belly will be cooked. Take off the pig's belly, cut the chicken into pieces, cut the pig's belly into strips, and then put it in the casserole for a while, add salt.

The key to cooking this dish is to treat the pork belly. If it is not handled well, it will smell bad. So Ayao will drain water from a high place early in the morning, rub it first, rub it with white vinegar twice, rinse it clean, and finally rub it with starch and then rinse it quickly.

However, the preparation in the early stage is hard, but it is much easier in the later stage. After cutting the pieces, it is divided according to the number of guests. A casserole chicken can be filled with 3-4 people. If the fan chicken is bigger and plump, one serving can be eaten by 6-8 people.

You can also add vegetarian dishes and add meat dishes to pork belly chicken according to the customer's request.

Take a sip of pepper, pork belly, chicken soup, and it will be hot from head to toe. Pepper is both warm and sweaty, and it is the most suitable to eat it on heavy snow.

Diners have made an appointment with three or five friends, and they are nagging while eating, not afraid of the cold soup. They also provide hot soup for the supplement.

"Is there anything wrong with the capital recently?"

"Does the tabloid say that the Southeast Navy went out to sea to get auspiciousness?"

"Hey, I know this, they also found a lot of islands, saying they were full of spices. Is there anything else?"

The wind and snow outside were getting heavier and heavier, and there were no new customers in the foot shop. A Yao simply left the kitchen and followed the gossip of the diners.

She glanced at the counter and said that the boss's wife was not here.

The diners continued, "Well, then do you know that Pei Shuo killed a leopard and raised another snake?"

"Hiss, snake..."

"I heard that it was the snake that bit the leopard to death, so he raised it. I have heard another version, saying that the snake swallowed the leopard. He felt that the snake left more than the leopard, so he raised the snake."

Pei Shuo?

When A Yao heard this familiar name, she felt that they were talking about people of the same name and surname, who were as beautiful as Pei Shuo. She could not imagine that he had a snake on his hands or shoulders. He should have become a young man with Huang tied the left and Qingcang on his right and was thriving in the spring breeze.

She listened for a while, but was no longer interested in listening to diners saying "it is said".

The snow stopped in the next few days, and the warm sunshine lasted for several consecutive days. People continued to sweep away the snow on their homes and on the roads to prevent pedestrians from passing by and slipping.

A Yao was also sweeping the snow at the store. A chaotic sound of horse hooves came from far to near. She quickly retreated, wondering whether it was not allowed to be ridden in the capital. Is there an emergency military situation?

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, passing by in front of her.

The young man who was passing by was Pei Shuo mentioned by the diner a few days ago. What made people even more concerned was that his left hand was wrapped with a snake, extending from his arm to his shoulder.

Only then did A Yao realize that the Pei Shuo she knew had become the boy in her memory.

He seemed to notice someone looking at him, and he swept away with a sharp look.

Four eyes are opposite.
Chapter completed!