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Chapter 256 Grandpa's Special Dishes

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    "Old man, why don't you make cold chicken!" the uncle said to the grandfather after putting down the watercress fish.

    "You can just do it." Grandpa said with a smile.

    "It's up to you to make this one. The taste you make is more palatable." Rare!  Even the eldest son-in-law, who is a chef, admires Grandpa's specialty dishes!  It can be seen how convincing the cold chicken made by grandpa is.

    However, Grandpa still took over the task despite the evasion.

    I remember that when I was a child, when I came to my grandfather's house, I often saw him serving wine with raw soybeans.

    Grandpa is usually a very frugal person. After half-drying the soybeans harvested by his family, he grabbed some of them, washed them and poured them into a bowl, dripped a few drops of fresh oil, and put a little salt and monosodium glutamate.  It became a good dish for grandpa.

    Occasionally, when he doesn't want to eat peas, he will take a dry chili, take a bite, and take a sip of white wine.

    Grandpa likes to drink, and he drinks two glasses almost every day, but he is never greedy.

    But whenever we or Feng Meier and the others come to grandpa's place, there is no shortage of chicken, duck and fish on the table!

    Maybe this is the truest love of parents for their children!  Give it all, just for the children to be happy and happy.

    Grandpa stood in front of the stove, gently picked up the kitchen knife, and placed the cooked chicken on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered into pieces.  Grandpa is getting old, and his sword is not as stable and powerful as the eldest son-in-law. From a distance, he looks like a swordsman in his twilight years, making you wonder whether he can draw his sword to kill the enemy.

    But I was wrong!  How wrong!  The old grandpa, who was originally late, returned to the moment that only belonged to him when he swung the knife for the first time!

    "Dangdang! Dangdang! Dangdang!" The rhythmic and unprocrastinating knife technique quickly cut the chicken to the bone!  Each piece of chicken has a regular shape and uniform size, and it is impossible to do it without decades of skill!

    Is this kind of sword technique displayed by a man who is almost seventy years old?  I can't imagine it at all!

    The uniform chunks of chicken were thrown into the basin by the grandfather, and all kinds of ingredients such as scallion knots, minced ginger, minced garlic, and celery knots were poured in.

    The next step is the key seasoning!

    After salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, these basic seasonings go down, the first round of stirring is carried out.

    Immediately after, pour in red oil and sea pepper, so that every piece of chicken is covered with the bright red coat of pepper, which attracts our appetite.

    Key seasoning: Pepper noodles debut!

    Grandpa directly grabbed a large handful of pepper noodles, threw them into the basin, and stirred them frantically, which made my scalp tingle!

    The amount of pepper noodles is more than double than usual!  If you eat this, is it worth it?

    "Grandpa (what we call grandpa here), put so many peppercorns, it must be too numb!" I questioned.

    "No, what I'm making today is chili pepper chicken, just to be spicy and spicy!" After finishing speaking, my grandfather saw that the stirring was almost done, he picked up a piece of chicken and handed it to my mouth, motioning for me to taste it and asked.

    Happiness came too suddenly!

    ?My grandparents have taught me since I was a child that we have to wait for everyone to finish their meals. After serving the table, we can only start eating after the elders move their chopsticks.  And the reason of taste, which belongs to the bug level, can not only avoid the traditional constraints, but also enjoy the delicious food in advance.

    I opened my mouth to take the chicken nuggets handed by my grandfather, and the taste of happiness spread!

    Swallowing the chicken in one bite, the already secreted excessive saliva wrapped the chicken in an instant. The spicy, numbing aroma on the surface flowed down the saliva to the tip and root of the tongue, stimulating saliva secretion again!

    numb!  hot!  fragrant!  Coupled with the q-bomb taste of chicken, it is really addictive!

    After eating the chicken, the numbness of peppercorns still lingers in the mouth for a long time!

    "Delicious! Lord, where did you buy this prickly ash, why is it so numb!" I was drooling while talking.

    "This pepper is pounded from the fresh pepper I weighed on the street in the morning. It's very numb!" Grandpa said to me with a smile.

    "I want to try one too!" Feng Meier hurried to the kitchen and stood beside her grandfather.

    Grandpa smiled and took a piece and handed it to the younger sister, who made the younger sister smile beautifully.

    The old cousin who came over after hearing the news, without saying a word, reached out and took a piece of chicken from the basin and put it into his mouth.

    "You use chopsticks! Why are you panicking!" Grandpa scolded with a smile.

    And just ran away from the old cousin, turned around and laughed out loud.

    After the chicken is mixed, serve it on the table one after another.

    There are eleven of us in this big family!  A table was full!

    Everyone has arrived, the atmosphere of the meal?? also gradually got up, drinking, chatting, eating food, so lively!

    The various delicacies on the table are so addictive that you can't even look away.

    If it is said that before serving, what I want to eat most is watercress fish and pepper chicken. After eating a bite of pepper chicken, I can't wait to try the taste of fish!

    I stood up to make it easier to extend the chopsticks long enough. We are all a family and don¡¯t need to care about image etiquette. Eating happily is the biggest task today!

    I found the belly part of the fish, gently inserted the chopsticks, and then turned my wrist to lift the chopsticks up. A jujube-sized piece of fish lay firmly on top of the two chopsticks.

    Put the fish back on the plate, clamp it, twist it back and forth in the middle of the soup, clamp it again, pass it to your mouth, and put it in your mouth.

    The fish is fresh and tender, and after blending with the taste of the watercress and pickled peppers, each performs its own duties, and neither of them competes with the other's taste, forming a complex and unique taste.

    This watercress fish is really strange!  It's called Douban Fish, but it doesn't taste like Douban, but it has a unique meaning of hometown.

    Let you have to pick up two mouthfuls of rice, just eat it, it is delicious!

    "Come on, you should drink more of this soup! This is dipping water, and the meat in it is dipped and eaten!" The aunt brought out another large pot of soup from the kitchen.

    "What kind of soup is this?" Sanniang asked.

    "Mutton soup! Drink it! It's delicious!" The aunt replied with a smile.

    However, I have a little doubt, does this not seem like the tone of the aunt's usual speech?  Always feel like he's lying to me?  And this almost clumsy acting is too ridiculous, right?

    However, everyone didn't delve into it, and each started serving soup and eating meat.

    Although I was puzzled, I did not refuse.  Mutton soup hey!  It's the first time I drink it!  Try it first!

    Stretch the chopsticks into the basin, pick up a piece of meat and dip it in the green peppers made by the eldest son-in-law and dip it in water. Just as I was about to pass it into the mouth, the auntie glanced at me inadvertently.

    There should be no problem?

    I was puzzled and ate the meat. I always felt that the taste of this meat was weird, and I couldn¡¯t tell. It seemed to be different from the mutton described by grandma?

    Forget it, I still don¡¯t want to eat it!

    I hurriedly switched to other dishes and picked up a few pieces of pepper chicken in succession to suppress the irritability in my heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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