"What did you say?!" Ouyang Xiaoyi was very upset, she pouted and glared at Zhao Ruge.
What kind of fine nectar and jade liquid wine is worth the entire restaurant of the smelly boss? This Zhao Ruge's brain was caught by the door, right? Does he know what Boss Bu's restaurant is? Although this Qiongye Yuye wine is precious, it only costs 500 gold coins per pot, even Boss Bu's ordinary egg fried rice can't compare to it!
"Ouyang Xiaoyi, did you say something wrong? How much is that kind of small shop in a small alleyway worth nothing?" Zhao Ruge said with a sneer, not caring about the fire-breathing eyes of little loli.
"Huh! Your words are exposing the fact that you have never eaten the dishes of the stinky boss!" Ouyang Xiaoyi snorted and turned her head contemptuously: "If you have eaten, you would not say that, you You can ask anyone who has eaten dishes in Boss Bu's shop, and their answers will definitely not be as ignorant as you."
"It's not scary to be ignorant, what's scary is that you come out beeping when you're ignorant!"
Zhao Ruge's handsome face darkened, and he almost vomited blood from anger, why didn't he realize that Ouyang Xiaoyi's mouth was so poisonous before! A loli with a poisonous tongue will not be able to marry in the future!
Xiao Yanyu and the others couldn't help but sneer when they saw the deflated Zhao Ruge, which made Zhao Ruge's face darken even more, as if he felt that the whole world was laughing at him.
And just as he thought in his heart, Xiao Yanyu and others just laughed at his ignorance.
"My lords, this is the fine nectar and jade liquid wine bestowed by His Majesty, please taste it." The voices of several beautiful maids with slender figures came to the table of Zhao Ruge and the others with soft voices, holding green jade altars, carefully serving the wine. They filled up the wine.
"The annual supply of this sapphire altar wine in the imperial capital is only two thousand altars. This time, His Majesty celebrated General Xiao's achievements and directly took out five hundred altars to entertain you all. You should taste it. Unbelievable wine!" Zhao Ruge picked up the wine and smiled coldly.
The eyes of the three brothers Xiao Xiaolong and Ouyang have already been immersed in the wine and cannot extricate themselves.
"Hmph! Who told you that Boss Smelly doesn't have wine? The boss is brewing it! It will come out today!" Ouyang Xiaoyi said unconvinced.
Zhao Ruge's eyes lit up, "Oh, then let's make a bet on whether the wine in that corner shop can compare to this fine wine, how about it?"
"Gambling? How dare you mention gambling with my little sister?!" Before Ouyang Xiaoyi agreed, Ouyang Sanman over there was not happy.
Their Ouyang family has always paid great attention to the ideological education of future generations, especially Ouyang Xiaoyi. On weekdays, they urge Ouyang Xiaoyi to practice martial arts, embroidery, and try to develop into an all-round beautiful girl with morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor.
This Zhao Ruge opened his mouth and just made a gamble, did he want to teach the little girl bad
"I'll bet with you." Ouyang Sanman stopped the bet between Ouyang Xiaoyi and Zhao Ruge, but Xiao Yanyu, who was quiet on the side, opened his pink lips and said softly.
Everyone was stunned, Goddess Xiao wanted to bet with Zhao Ruge
"Okay! If you lose, Goddess Xiao will accompany me to swim in the lake and enjoy the moon for one night, how about it?" Zhao Ruge was ecstatic. Xiao Yanyu, who has always been reserved and calm, also has impulsive moments.
Xiao Yanyu smiled lightly, her beautiful face bloomed like a hibiscus, which fascinated everyone.
"Okay, but if you lose, bet on the fifth-grade Qi Gathering Pill." Xiao Yanyu said calmly, and the voice of Ru Konggu Yingchi was like thunder exploding in Zhao Ruge's ears.
"This... fifth-grade Qi Gathering Pill, will it..." Zhao Ruge hesitated. To be honest, if the bet was Qi Gathering Pill, he really couldn't afford to lose.
"You are so confident in betting with my sister, betting with Goddess Xiao that you are such a coward? Why do you look down on my little sister?" Ouyang Zhen raised his hand, widened his eyes, and shouted.
"He's afraid of losing." Ouyang Xiaoyi crossed her arms and smiled coldly.
lose? Will Zhao Ruge lose? Zhao Ruge's clever calculation, when he was a third-rank warrior, he could kill a fifth-rank war king, he would be afraid of losing... oh no, he would lose
"Bet! I really don't believe it, how can there be good wine in that corner shop." Zhao Ruge snorted coldly.
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When the grand celebration banquet was in progress in the Daxiong Hall, Bu Fang returned to his kitchen, sharpening his knife to the pork with joy.
He took out the ingredients prepared by the system from the cupboard.
Drunken pork ribs, the meat used is the back bone meat of pigs, first cut the bone meat into pieces with a kitchen knife, then smear the starch, put it in a frying pan, and finally pour the special sweet and sour drunk sauce and you're done.
The pork bone meat placed on the chopping board is not the flame pork wrapped in siu mai. This time the pork is tender and plump, full of aura, and the lines on it are distinct, like rune depictions. It is not ordinary pork at first glance.
"This pork comes from the fifth-grade spiritual beast of Tiandang Mountain, Benyun pig. Its fur is black and white, and its white hair floats like clouds. It moves extremely fast, so it is called Benyun. The thigh meat of Benyun pig is strong and rich, and the taste is very bad. , but the meat around the spine on the back is extremely tender and full of aura, it is the best meat."
The meat of the fifth-grade spirit beast... It is very precious. Bu Fang's eyes lit up, he pulled out a kitchen knife and chopped it off at the spine. When he cut it down, it was not chopped up. The rebound force even gave way to Bu Fang's arm. numb.
"The meat of the fifth-grade spirit beast is really extraordinary..." Bu Fang sighed, and continued to chop and slap the meat...
After dividing the meat into strips, put it into the starch slurry that has just been adjusted. This starch also has a lot of origin, it seems to be made from the spirit potato in the wasteland in the middle of the Qingfeng Empire.
After covering all the meat with starch, Bu Bian began to prepare the oil pan. He used good oil, poured half of the pan, and then waited for the temperature of the oil to rise.
Put your palm on the oil surface, and you can feel the impact of hot air. When the heat is just hot, the first step is to put the meat wrapped in starch into the oil pan.
Zizizi!
The pieces of meat are turned over quickly in the oil pan, and the starch quickly becomes tender yellow...
Bu Fang used a long chopstick to continuously turn the pieces of meat in the oil pan. His skills were extremely skilled, ensuring that each piece of meat was heated perfectly, making the meat taste consistent.
When the starch on the outside of the meat became a little more cooked and yellow, the first step was to remove all the meat and put it into a large pottery bowl. There was still oil dripping on the surface of the starch.
Bu Fang is even more proficient in making the drunken juice. The system has already prepared the necessary materials. As for the amount of materials used, it depends on Bu Fang's feeling.
Soon, the orange-red drunk juice was prepared, and the meat in the large pottery bowl cooled slightly. Although it was still steaming, the oil juice on the surface of the starch had calmed down. Pour the drunk juice into it, and then After a while of light mixing, it is ready to be plated.
Pour the drunk juice into the meat and mix lightly. The speed of this process does not exceed 30 seconds. This is a test of Bu Fang's skills, because it must be fast so that the drunk juice can just cover the surface of the meat without becoming uneven. affect the taste.
Put the drunken pork ribs on the oval celadon plate, and the drunken pork ribs with all the flavors and colors are complete.
The sweet and sour scent floated up and penetrated into Bu Fang's nostrils continuously, making him swallow uncontrollably.
After fetching a pair of bamboo chopsticks, Bu Fang came to the store with the drunk pork ribs in his hand. He walked all the way, paving the way with aromas, which made Bu Fang articulate and impatient.
Drunken pork ribs have a strong aroma, sweet and sour and meaty.
The big black dog lying at the door suddenly opened its closed eyes, which were as bright as light bulbs in the dark night, and with a single swipe, it got into the small shop.
So, just as Bu Fang picked up a piece of drunk pork ribs with his chopsticks, before he put it in his mouth, he noticed a pair of bright dog eyes staring at him... the deliciousness on the chopsticks.