In the kitchen of Tong Mansion, more than a dozen chefs and chefs and servants all looked at their second son who rushed in and Sun Tu who stole their jobs. They wanted to persuade him, but they couldn't say anything.

Youdao is a gentleman who stays away from the kitchen. For those rich masters and young masters with status, they will never come in any way. But today, Tong Mu and others actually broke in directly, and Sun Tu was even busy in front of the stove. This was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Only Ya'er was still helping, helping Sun Tu burn the stove more vigorously. Then he saw that he skillfully picked up the kitchen knife beside him and cut a portion of vegetables on the cutting board. When the pot was hot, he quickly put down the lard that had been boiled before, and then put the vegetables into the pot and stir-fry them quickly.

This series of actions is naturally a trivial matter for Sun Tu, who used to cook by himself, but it made everyone around him stunned, especially Tong Mu. After his eyes were straightened for a while, he asked with a stuttering question: "Sanlang, is this... what you are talking about cooking?"

"Not bad, but the oil here is too meaty and the pot is too big and thick. I'm afraid the dish will not taste too good." Sun Tu replied casually, took some salt from the bowl next to him and put it into the dish, and then stir-fryed it in a dazzling burst. It was not until he saw that the heat was almost done that he took a porcelain plate and put the green vegetables that were still green as green as new to the side.

Looking at the vegetables that were fresh and tender, completely different from the yellowed vegetables we had eaten in the past, Tong Mu was a little uncertain: "Can you eat it? Why do I look at it like raw..."

"You'll know if you try it." Sun Tu smiled, then took a piece of lotus root in the frame in front of him. As he raised his hand and cut it into even lotus root slices. This knife method is not inferior to before.

When Tong Mu was curious, he couldn't care too much, so he immediately picked up some chopsticks and put them in his mouth. Then his eyes lit up: "The taste of this vegetable is much refreshing than before, good!" Then he heard another sniff sound from the pot next to him, but Sun Tu put the lotus root slices into the pot and stir-fry them. Then he took salt, sugar and aged vinegar and put them in.

When the chefs saw his actions, they couldn't help but mutter in their hearts. This is what kind of way to cook? In the past, they used to steam the whole section of the lotus root. Now they cut it into slices and even put these many seasonings on them. Can they still eat it?

Tong Mu didn't understand these at all. After eating several chopsticks of green vegetables, he saw Sun Tu put out the sweet and sour lotus root slices again, so he quickly picked up a slice of them, and then quickly put them in his mouth. The vegetables alone were enough to surprise him. This color is amber, and looking at the more delicious lotus root slices will definitely not disappoint him.

But Tong Mu's first reaction was a pain and almost burst into tears: "It's so hot!" But even so, after the sweet and sour lotus slices and the water in the lotus root quickly spread in his mouth, he couldn't bear to spit it out. This fresh and delicious taste was something he had never tasted before. He just called this second young master of the Tong family who had seen many worlds and smiled. He didn't care about his image, so he picked up another piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it and tasted it.

After eating three lotus root slices and two chopsticks of green vegetables, Tong Mu breathed with satisfaction: "The stir-fry is really delicious, better than the dishes in Fanlou, with both color, fragrance and taste!"

In fact, when Sun Tu saw his appearance as a Taotie, he knew that this was the result, so he just smiled modestly: "It's just a trick of a carving insect. I think this should be able to attract some guests for Liufangju, right?"

"More than that, I believe that it can surpass the famous dishes in Fanlou with this." Tong Mu said endlessly.

This made Sun Tu a little unsure. After all, Fan Lou’s fame is there, and their chef must be the top in the world. How could his own home-cooked side dishes be comparable to those of you?

However, he obviously ignored the gap in the thousand-year span. At this time, the cooking was just in its infancy. Even the top chefs still could not do many things that later generations were familiar with, such as the determination of heat and degree, and the combination of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. In addition, the taste of the dishes when they were first served was far better than delaying for a long time to hold them from the kitchen to the guests. His two cooking dishes immediately overwhelmed Fanlou's famous dishes.

Tong Mu is a filial person. Now that he has tasted such a good dish, he naturally thinks of his uncle, so he asked Sun Tu to cook two more portions and send them to him personally. At the same time, he still recommended Sun Tu: "Sanlang, why don't you go there with me?"

"No hurry, I'm going to make a chicken dish, so you can send it there first." Sun Tu said with a smile.

"Can this chicken be fried?" Tong Mu asked curiously.

"You will know this later." Sun Tu closed his hand first, then took a whole chicken that had been washed and prepared on the side. After a few strokes, he cut off the chicken head and other things. He cut the chicken legs and other things into a basin, poured salt and wine for a little marination. Speaking of which, the kitchen of Tong Mansion is really a good place. Not only is the place spacious enough, but it can also be found as long as there are ingredients and seasonings in this era.

After doing all this, he took the excuse of going back to his residence in advance and went to Warehouse No. 1 to pick up the package of fried chicken seasonings. When he was checking the storage here, he only focused on the white wine, but put these inconspicuous seasonings aside. It was not until the day before yesterday that he could not sell the wine that he had the idea to hit the seasonings again and came up with a real killer move.

In fact, cooking can make a name for itself, but it will be too slow to take effect. But if we can really bring out crispy and tender inside in this era, even if it is far less authentic and delicious than a certain k and a certain m, it will be enough to attract countless diners to their restaurants.

When he returned to the kitchen, Sun Tu locked the chefs and others outside the door, leaving only Yaer to help him. After wrapping the chicken nuggets and chicken legs with a thin layer of flour, he sprinkled the fried chicken powder he brought, and then fryed it in the boiled hot oil.

In just a while, the aroma of the chicken and the smell of spices spread throughout the kitchen, making Yaer, who was very calm just now, start to salivate: "Brother Third Brother, this chicken is so fragrant."

Sun Tu smiled and then grabbed a chicken leg that had just fried in front of her: "Come and try it, can you see if the taste is acceptable?"

Ya'er took it and took a bite, and her eyes shone out. Even though she was so hot that she blew it, she still swallowed it in big mouthfuls, not caring about the image at all: "It's really... it's so delicious, this is the best thing I've ever eaten."

"Is it better than the candy I gave you just now?" Sun Tu asked casually, but the little girl fell into trouble. She then realized that she liked both of these things very much and could not tell the difference.

When Sun Tu saw this, he laughed, but his hands didn't stop. He quickly fried a large plate of chicken. Then he opened the door and took the fried chicken to the front yard.

Halfway through, he met Tong Mu, who was already impatient to wait. Seeing that he was holding such a golden and tantalizing food in his hand, Tong Mu was even more curious: "Sanlang, what is this?"

"This is called fried chicken, it's a dish I came up with before, you can taste it."

"Let's send it to my uncle first. He praised you after eating your two dishes just now." Although Tong Mu was a little jealous, he still had to keep the rules.

At that moment, the two of them came to the front hall and saw Tong Guan sitting at the dining table. After seeing the fried chicken in Sun Tu's hand, Tong Guan also became interested: "Sun Tu, where did you learn these many cooking methods?"

"Go back to Tongshuai, this is what my father thought about after he went to sea, and then he thought about it at home." Sun Tu said, and had already offered the fried chicken: "Please ask Tongshuai to taste the taste of this chicken."

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Tong Guan took a bite of fried chicken: "You are so beautiful chicken... but the collection and tickets are even more beautiful..."
Chapter completed!