Zhou Wei waved his hand and said, "Xu Qiye, there is a famous dish called 'Hydrove Chicken Slices'. Is it considered a lost ancient dish?"

He fell in love with the hen in Xu Qiye's hand, a pure pheasant, and not an old hen with hard meat. The chicken was over a year old and was fat enough to make this "hibiscus chicken slice".

Since coming to this world, Zhou Wei has become very greedy. Although Zhou Dagua and Cen Xiaotian care about him everywhere, the economic environment at home is not particularly good. Two natural eggs every day are the limit that the couple can bear, and they really don’t have the ability to buy hens for him to eat.

In front of Xu Qiye, he looked like a master. He couldn't go up and snatch other people's chickens to eat. He just took the opportunity to take advantage of his guidance.

On the earth in the past, there were four or five ways to cook hibiscus chicken in Shandong cuisine alone. In addition, Sichuan cuisine, Beijing cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, and Cantonese cuisine also have this famous dish. Basically, a third-level chef can make it, and the level is not bad.

But in Xinmeng Mainland Zhouwei, I really can't tell whether this dish has been lost. Fortunately, he is now a "old senior" who has just woken up for many years. He only needs to ask Xu Qiye, the younger generation.

Xu Qiye was overjoyed: "There is this hibiscus chicken slice in the list of lost ancient dishes written by the special first-class chef 'Madam Ju'! Senior...will you actually pass this famous dish to juniors?"

"This... can lay the foundation of the kitchen and support the lost ancient dishes of a chef family?"

Zhou Dagua also looked at her son with a sad face, thinking that this is a prodigal son! If you know how to cook this dish yourself, will you still have to worry about your father? Isn’t it good to keep such a good thing yourself?

However, he is an open-minded person and can accept his son suddenly become so awesome, so he just felt distressed and would not take it as a matter of thought.

"I only do it once. As for how much I can learn, it depends on your luck."

It is obviously not easy to successfully make a hibiscus chicken slice in this world. Although Zhou Wei knows how to make it in detail, she also understands that it will definitely consume a lot of food fit.

Although he was "unique" and enjoyed the benefits of time travelers. When it comes to understanding and applying food fit, he far exceeded the so-called chefs in this world. However, he could not violate the law of conservation of matter. The total amount of food fit in his body was limited, otherwise he would not have helped suppress a few riotous wheat and felt that his body was hollowed out.

Besides, this dish is the most important thing to eat when it is fresh and hot. After it is prepared, he is still in a hurry to have a feast. How can he have time to demonstrate it to Xu Qiye for a second time?

"Thank you, senior, just...just once!"

Xu Qiye's excited words were not good enough. I don't know how many lifetimes he could practice. How dare he ask for anything? He kowtowed a few more times, stood up carefully, and looked at Zhou Wei with hope.

Whether he can successfully advance to level 3 chef in the future depends on whether he can seize this opportunity.

Zhou Wei looked at him and said, "Since you are an intern chef, you believe that it is not a problem to kill chicken soup? Let's slaughter this hen first, put the soup on it, and come to me tomorrow morning. Remember, throw the chicken meat down when hanging the soup, and then skim it off after it sucks all the blood foam. Do not change the water! You cannot add water! This pot of soup should be boiled repeatedly with civil and military heat. It is best to boil a pot of soup into a small half pot. Do not use onion, ginger and other items, and add appropriate amount of salt."

"In addition to this hen, the water, salt and fire they use are dead objects without life and spirituality, and will not consume your food fit. I believe you can do it easily, right?"

Xu Qiye hurriedly said: "I have to start learning hanging broth from a private chef. As an intern chef, this is even more basic skill. Senior, don't worry, I promise to hang a pot of qualified broth!"

"Well, then see you tomorrow. Remember to bring all the kitchen utensils. I want to demonstrate the way to cook this dish for you. Of course, it is not convenient to mobilize your own spiritual kitchen."

Although Zhou Wei has never seen any self-centered spiritual kitchen, as the name suggests, this should be a special skill possessed by a trainee chef, which is different from an ordinary kitchen. In front of Xu Qiye, the "younger", he must not show his timidity.

"In addition, leave me half a pound of chicken breast, without any treatment, and do not put it in the fresh-keeping refrigerator. Just put it in the well and do not enter the water. Just hang it half a foot above the water surface. Take it directly at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"If there is any difficulty, crucian carp can also be replaced. It costs nine and half to one pound of fish, not big or small, and it is alive! This fish must be handled by me!"

"In addition to these, there are water chestnuts, pea seedlings, and half a pound of pheasant eggs. They all need natural ingredients, especially eggs. What I want is the love crystals of roosters and hens, but not the kind of 'pseudo eggs' laid alone by hens. I want pure soybean oil, peanut oil and sesame oil and other things have a certain odor, which is not suitable for me."

"Okay, beat pheasant eggs, fresh fish, don't have peanut oil and sesame oil..."

Xu Qiye was so nervous that he didn't dare to take out his cell phone to record in front of the "senior master". He could only rely on his brain to record. The ingredients used in this dish were not particularly complicated, but he was too nervous, his head and face were covered with sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

Zhou Dagua looked at Xu Qiye with sweating and felt a little sympathy. She thought to herself that I was open-minded about labor and capital. What a bullshit chef, it’s good to be a guardian of wheat fields. Who made me have a great son?

Zhou Wei smiled and said, "Okay, you don't have to be too nervous. Just write down the ingredients I need and you can leave. If there is really difficulty, some auxiliary materials cannot be used in chemical engineering. Anyway, I'll just demonstrate it to you. If you can, save some things."

Xu Qiye hurriedly said, "What are you saying, Senior, this is your advice to Qiye. Naturally, all the ingredients must be used well! Junior will say goodbye and prepare the various ingredients you need."

Looking at Xu Qiye's departure, Zhou Weizhan smiled and said, "Dad..."

Zhou Dagua smiled and said, "Good son, there is no need to say anything extra. I was born before my life, and I knew that you were my son in this life, just like a fake one! And I feel that the good days for me and your mother are coming."

He licked his lips and said, "Good son, your dad, I haven't eaten such good chicken for a long time. Is your hibiscus chicken a good thing when you hear it?"

Zhou Wei blinked to the cheap boss: "Actually, I'm going to tell you, dad, that I'm greedy, too."

Zhou Dagua burst out laughing: "I'll just say, when did the Old Zhou family do a loss-making business?"
Chapter completed!