Chapter 117: Lose 1 chicken leg

After Ye Fei cut all the folded skin in her hand, Lin Jiani, who was standing aside, was completely shocked.

She has eaten golden noodles, but she really doesn't know how much golden noodles can do. This can no longer be called noodles. This is a kind of art made from noodles.

She gently pinched up a noodle, put it in front of her eyes, and then took one of her orange-red hair directly to her eyes to compare with this noodle, and she was speechless.

Because she found that this noodle cut by Ye Fei was even thinner than her hair!

"My God, this is simply amazing, Ye Fei, I have eaten a lot of gold noodles, but I really rarely see you cut so thin, you knife ..."

He said, Lin Jiani suddenly frantically said, "Today I really shouldn't grab my son's place. I should let him come by myself."

Ye Yefei: "Why?"

Lin Jiani glanced at Ye Fei, then set her eyes on the golden silk surface again, and said, "Let that dumb-headed boy come to learn the knives with you, and I can cut out such a fine golden silk surface and go out later. This knives is definitely a must-have artifact for girls. "

Ye Yefei: "... …… .."

When this goods heard Lin Jiani say this, she swayed directly under her feet and almost planted it on the ground.

Please take care of my elder sister, my knife is just for cooking, not for you to go out and pretend to pretend to be good!

Ye Yefei is really going crazy. As soon as Lin Jiani appeared, he knew that this was not a simple woman. He had a big personality, but he didn't expect that her thoughts were so amazing.

姐 "Sister Lin, this knife is not used to pretend, it is used to cook. If you want your son to learn to cook, then you must guide him on the right path."

Lin Jiani put down the noodles, waved her hands, and said, "Fun, my son learns to cook? Just kidding. He didn't know how to drink a bottle of yogurt. He also needed a nanny to open it. He used to go to heaven. He can't stand it. "

咳 "Cough, I envy children who can't drink yogurt."

When he said this, Ye Fei didn't know how to do it, but he gave a glance at Lin Jiani's chest with a horrible look.

Lin Jiani is like a clever ghost. After seeing Ye Fei's eyes, she leaned forward and laughed: "Do you know how to drink?"

Ye Yefei: "......... this ... soup is OK."

After speaking, Ye Fei quickly turned off the fire.

In fact, it takes a long time to cook the soup, but the soup pot used by Ye Fei is provided by the system. What this guy makes is simply black technology, let alone cook for so long. Ye Fei even wants to cook it for a minute. It can be done, but the soup tastes average.

The reason why he cooks for so long is to get better soup.

He originally wanted to wait a little longer. Now I see Lin Jiani tune / play him. This product quickly shifted the topic and focused on the soup pot.

Although Lin Jiani has a child, she is properly maintained, looks like she is 26 or 7 years old at the most, and her own conditions are so good. Ye Fei believes that as long as she teases herself, she surrenders herself in minutes.

Hmm, yes, my self-control ability is like this tends to infinity.

Seeing Ye Fei shift the subject, Lin Jiani giggled and did not tease him any more.

Ye Yefei turned off the fire, then put the soup pot down, opened the lid, and a cloud of white smoke rose up, and a thick, unstoppable aroma rushed to his face.

Facing the smoke, Ye Fei sucked his nose vigorously, then closed his eyes. He had to enjoy the scent carefully. The ingredients provided by the system boiled soup. There are really few opportunities for this. It's just a chance.

Lin Jiani was also shocked. She did not expect that the soup produced by Ye Fei turned out to be so overbearing. She had a little cranky thoughts in her head just now, but when she smelled the scent, she seemed to take a refreshing spirit Like the medicine, the whole person came straight awake.

"This smell .... Are you sure the soup made with chicken?"

Ye Yefei smiled, "Of course it is a chicken. You didn't see it when I put it in."

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I just finished this sentence, and he added another sentence in his heart-this is not an ordinary chicken, this is an authentic red tail chicken at the southern foot of Cangshan.

The rising smoke was quickly sucked away by the range hood, and then Ye Fei and Lin Jiani looked into the pot and saw that the soup in the pot showed a thick milky white. In this milky white soup, ginger, spring onions, etc. Some ingredients are looming and looming, like naughty elves in the fairy mist.

"Well, this soup ... Can you give me a bowl first?" Lin Jiani couldn't stand the temptation, and looked pitifully at Ye Feiyang.

Ye Yefei shook her head and said, "It's still early. If you want to make the best golden noodle soup, it's only halfway through."

"This is half? You tease me? This is already the best soup. The noodles made from this soup are already better than the normal noodles. Are you half successful?"

Lin Jiani is almost going crazy. She really doesn't know what the so-called noodle soup in Ye Fei's heart looks like. He now says that the best soup is only half successful. If the real soup is made, then What is it like?

Suddenly she had some expectations but she didn't dare to think.

Ye Yefei pointed to the remaining minced pork and a piece of chicken breast, and said, "These two ingredients have not been added yet, this soup is not complete."

After that, Ye Fei took out a white porcelain pot, raised the pot and carefully poured the thick white soup into the pot. Then he took out the red-tailed chicken and other ingredients that had been boiled in the pot. next to.

This time he did not brush the pot, but directly poured the thick white soup into it again. Now this soup is about one third less than the water just added, at most it looks like three bowls.

After pouring the thick white soup into the soup pot, Ye Fei put the minced meat and cut chicken breast into it, then added some **** and green onion segments, covered the lid and started to stew.

Just when he had just put the soup pot and turned on the stew, he suddenly heard Lin Jiani's vague voice coming: "Huh ~~ this ..... this soup ..... soup ... hhoo ~~ to stew ... how long does it simmer? "

Ye Yefei listened, what happened to this woman? Can't you speak?

As a result, he looked back, and his nose almost crooked.

I saw that the leg of the red-tailed chicken that I had just set aside was missing, and Lin Jiani didn't pad it with anything. She just grabbed it by hand and sent it to her mouth. It may be because it was too hot and the burned fangs grinned. , But still kept sending it to his mouth.

Ye Yefei: "........."

He really broke down.

Big sister, hold on, hold on!

You need to know that you are a very beautiful woman. You are a goddess in the minds of others, but you ... Can you be born like a starving ghost? I have n’t had time to eat the chicken thighs ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You can tear one off?

Lin Jiani saw Ye Fei looking at herself, she was not embarrassed at all, and grinned her teeth while chewing, and said, "Ye ... Ye Fei, is there any secret to this stew? Why is the remaining meat in the stew still? Will it be fragrant? Isn't the good stuff in the soup? Why is the meat so seductive? I rarely eat such superb chicken. "

Ye Yefei heard the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said that you wouldn't make nonsense? You have to know what kind of chicken is this. This is the red-tailed chicken at the southern foot of Cangshan Mountain. Just this chicken, Lao Tzu bought it from the system for nearly six thousand Chinese coins. I stole one of the chicken thighs, eh, I'm so distressed.

防止 In order to prevent Lin Jiani from tearing up another chicken leg, Ye Fei was also rude, and started to straighten it out.

Lin Jiani didn't rush with Ye Fei either. She now patronized the chicken drumsticks in her hands, and she was full of oil.

Ye Yefei tore off the chicken legs and took a look at them, only to find that the chicken of the red-tailed chicken is different from the ordinary chicken.

I saw that although the chicken of the red-tailed chicken has been cooked for a long time, and the nutritional content of the chicken has also run away, the meat quality is still so tender, especially the red-tailed chicken's shreds. Feeling white, tender and abnormal, the thick aroma on the nostrils.

Ye Yefei took a bite, and the whole mouth was suddenly filled with this strong chicken flavor, and his tongue secreted a lot of saliva.

"Wait ~~ This Nima is a chicken that has been cooked in soup, but it is still so delicious? After a while, what degree of deliciousness should it be?"

Ye Yefei suddenly looked up more than Lin Jiani.

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