Delicious Little Chef: The Prince Tastes the Main Text Chapter 191 Even if An Wan's appearance and temperament have been devalued to the dust, Peony is still unwilling to show weakness in front of these women in the home.

So she struggled to stand up and showed a reserved smile: "I didn't expect that the two guests brought by the eldest son were beautiful, and I was a little shocked."

Mudan is telling the truth, but there are a few women who have never dealt with her, but they put their hands on their chests and disagreed: "You are ugly and think that you are as beautiful as a fairy, but we have always been confident that if you are an ordinary person, wouldn't you have to slap in the face?"

Understand that their words were just to argue with her, Mudan didn't even have the idea of ​​arguing, so she glanced at them lazily: "You can think whatever you want."

It doesn't matter when they say it, but in fact, the women were very alert when they noticed Peony's performance.

The eldest son of the Wu family brought a few beautiful guests to come. Could it be that they wanted to live here too?

Even the best-looking peonies are willing to give up the disadvantage, so why can they directly occupy the entire back house?

The few people who could barely compete with Mudan were a little uneasy, but they couldn't think of any way, so they could only turn around outside the pavilion repeatedly, looking for an opportunity to see the people in the pavilion.

The eldest young master of the Wu family saw them turning around through the gauze curtain, so he walked down and asked, "What are you doing here all the time?"

When asked suddenly, several people were stammering and didn't know how to answer.

Finally, a woman reacted and hurriedly smiled flatteringly: "Master, the weather is hot now, but the water is extremely cool, so we wanted to row a boat to swim in the lake... We originally thought about whether to invite the Master to go with us, but we were worried about disturbing the Master and chatting with the guests, so we have been hesitating."

Although her reason was found by force, the eldest son of the Wu family also felt that it made sense after hearing this.

So he turned around and called Luo Yelin and An Wan: "Young master, girl, do you want to go out to row? The flowers in the middle of the lake are blooming, and it is a good time to enjoy the flowers."

Luo Yelin, who was in the pavilion, looked at An Wan and asked for her opinions.

Hearing the word "lotus", An Wan tilted her head and thought for a while, and suddenly she had inspiration for dinner, so she whispered: "We can pick two lotus flowers now. I will make a plate of fried lotus flowers for dinner, and the pastry with lotus crispy lotus must taste very good."

Luo Yelin's eyes lit up when he heard that An Wan was going to make a new dish.

He raised his voice and replied: "Okay, let's both of us come out soon."

Luo Yelin's voice was as warm as a spring water, making people feel refreshed when they heard it. In addition, Mudan's praise for their appearance just now, almost all the women were ready to move.

After putting on the cloak again, Luo Yelin and An Wan walked out of the pavilion side by side.

As soon as the eldest young master of the Wu family ordered, his servants quickly prepared the boat. The three of them walked onto the boat one by one, while the boatman carefully shook the oars, allowing the boat to swim towards the place where the lotus blossomed the most prosperous.

When she arrived at the place, An Wan took out her hands from her cloak and leaned forward to pick two lotus flowers.

Luo Yelin also reached out and pulled An Wan's cloak upwards.

The two of them had their hands shining in the sun, as if they were going to shine, and they directly compared most of the women present.

"So white..."

"It must be good-looking!"

"I feel ashamed of myself..."

The women's whispers rang one after another, especially after noticing the intimate posture of the two cloaked men, everyone almost understood their identities, so they did not mention their jealousy or envy.

After they were circling back and forth on the lake for a few times, after getting off the boat, the eldest young master of the Wu family looked at the sky and looked at An Wan with a little flattering look: "Miss An, it's getting late now, and you should be ready to cook according to the time... Look..."

The performance of the eldest son of the Wu family made An Wan chuckle.

She asked, "Are you ready for the courtyard?"

"I've been ready long ago, right next to me." Waiting for An Wan's words, the eldest young master of the Wu family hurriedly pointed somewhere.

This yard is a yard for entertaining guests. It is not only close to the garden, but also has a very gorgeous dress and style.

An Wan walked closer to the yard and looked at the things in the kitchen. She found that almost all the commonly used vegetables and meat were placed on both sides of the kitchen, and the seasonings were even more dazzling.

After taking a look around, An Wan settled for the food tonight.

She glanced at the lotus she brought back and found that it had been slightly withered due to dehydration.

So she caught fire and planned to be the first to make fried lotus flowers.

First dissolve the sugar in a small amount of water, then stir the flour, egg and sugar water together and beat it into a paste.

Then An Wan walked to the well water, tore off the petals of the two lotus flowers, washed them with light salt water, then dried them, dipped them in the surface with batter, and fry them directly into the pan until golden, then took them out and placed them on the plate.

Asked the servants to send this appetizing fried food first, An Wan looked at the ingredients prepared by the eldest son of the Wu family. After there was a small pot of milk, his eyes lit up and he decided to make another dish of crispy fried milk.

She set up a small pot next to her, poured the milk, corn starch and sugar into the pot, and stirred it continuously with a spoon on low heat.

As the temperature rises, liquid milk that originally seemed to be liquid gradually turned into milk paste.

When the milk paste kept bubbled, An Wan took the small pot down.

Soaking the small pot in cold water and making it cool. An Wan turned around and looked for the servants and asked them to put the small pot of milk paste in the ice cellar.

During this waiting period, An Wan found a piece of pork belly, cut the pork belly into thin strips, put it in a large bowl, and then poured in light soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar and starch for marination.

Then she took out the okra from the space, cut it into slices diagonally, and almost cut it into a small plate.

After taking the little red pepper, An Wan cut it into small pieces, then cut it into ginger and garlic.

After all the processing, the pork belly has been almost marinated and can be put into the pot.

An Wan put a little oil in the pot. When the oil temperature is about 80% hot, pour the marinated pork belly into the pot and stir-fry vigorously over high heat.

When the pork belly is almost cooked, take them out and put them next to it.

Then she put the peppers, shredded ginger and garlic slices into the pot, stirring back and forth in a violent "Si La" sound.

About half a minute later, An Wan took the pork belly that had just been taken out of the pot, poured them all into the pot, then put the chopped okra, stir-fry over high heat, and did not forget to add salt to season.

After continuing to stir-fry for a few minutes, the fried okra meat will be released.

Seeing that there was still a lot of oil in the pot next to him, An Wan thought for a while and felt that she should also take out a few signature dishes from Yuanju Pavilion to entertain the eldest son of the Wu family.

Thinking of this, she took two chicken legs with skin, washed them, and removed the bones.

Unlike the usual situation of putting the whole chicken leg in the pot, An Wan chose to shave off the bones and cut the chicken leg into pieces of the same size.

Add an appropriate amount of light soy sauce, salt, minced ginger and minced garlic to the cut chicken pieces. An Wan reached out and grabbed the chicken pieces evenly, and then marinated them aside.

At this time, the frozen milk paste was also taken over. An Wan carefully cut the milk cake into pieces, wrapped it with egg liquid and starch, then fry it in a pan until it looks golden, and then used a colander to remove it.

After delivering the fried milk to the front, An Wan prepared a bowl of starch and flour mixture, and then beat two eggs into another small bowl.

Pick out the marinated chicken pieces with chopsticks, first roll them in the starch flour, then wrap them in the egg liquid, fry them in the oil pan and make them golden, and then remove them.

After all the fried chicken nuggets were placed in the basin, An Wan burned the fire bigger and fryed it again.

There were two men and one woman and three, so these dishes were naturally not enough. An Wan thought for a while, cut a big potato, cut it into shreds, put it in a basin and wash it repeatedly until the color of the water becomes cool and transparent.

Then, An Wan went to the space and found a few green onions, cut them into small pieces, then patted two garlic and dried chili, and placed them in a small bowl to set aside.

First, An Wan put an appropriate amount of clean water into the pot, poured the shredded potatoes in and blanched them. When the shredded potatoes were slightly transparent, she quickly took out the shredded potatoes in the pot to dry.

Then she poured out the water, added an appropriate amount of vegetable oil, and when it was almost 60% hot, she added chili and garlic to the pot and stir-fry and stir-fry.

Immediately afterwards, An Wan put the drained shredded potatoes into the pot, then fry them over high heat for fifteen seconds.

At this time, the shredded potatoes were completely cooked. An Wan put in an appropriate amount of salt and vinegar, stir-fry for two more times, put in the scallions, and then serve on a plate.

After roughly recalling the quantity of dishes, An Wan decided to make a cake at the end.

But when she was eating vegetables before, she had to make some staple food.

After thinking about it, An Wan planned to make a plate of scallion pancakes, which can be eaten alone or side dishes, which is a very good choice.

After finishing the dough, An Wan spread the dough cake, brush a layer of oil on the dough, and then sprinkle some chopped green onion and an appropriate amount of salt.

After laying the first layer, An Wan brought a large piece of dough and covered it with the surface. She did the same thing and continued to apply oil and sprinkle with chopped green onion and salt.

If this happens four or five times, the cake will become thicker. An Wan rolls it out with a rolling pin and turns it into a pancake again. You can vaguely see chopped green onions floating in the noodles.

The scallion oil pancake was cooked on a low heat, An Wan gestured for a while, cut it into neat pieces, and placed it on a plate. It looked pleasing to the eye and made people's index fingers move.

An Wan was ready for the cake seasoning, then she put the things aside, washed her hands, and planned to go to have a meal first.

When she arrived at the dining table, she found that the eldest son of the Wu family and Luo Yelin had not moved, and were waiting for her to come.

Seeing An Wan take her seat, supper begins.

As soon as he put the first bite of food in his mouth, the eldest young master of the Wu family began to praise An Wan's craftsmanship.
Chapter completed!