So Chen Muxue squatted in front of the stove, watching the little **** walking out. She quickly got up and stepped forward to stop him: "Hey!"
Little eunuch: "?"
Chen Muxue held her head and stood there to calm down: "It's so violent, I'm dizzy!"
Little eunuch: “…”
He continued to walk out speechlessly. Chen Muxue slowed down and stopped him again: "Where are you going?"
“If I want to go back to Yangxin Hall, I will naturally go to wait in front of the emperor.” The young **** said expressionlessly.
"That's not possible. You ask me to wait, why don't you wait together? If you just ask me to wait alone, then I'm bored." Chen Muxue muttered like a tongue twister.
The little **** felt his head was heavy: "You don't have to wait anymore."
“Why?”
"At this moment, if someone wanted to poison him or something, he would have done it long ago." The little **** pointed to the currently unattended boiler with his chin. People were passing by in the aisle next to him. It was indeed like the little eunuch. said.
Chen Muxue was silent for a moment: "Isn't it possible to poison the emperor? Besides, they don't know who I did it for..."
Although the little **** didn't have much expression on his face, Chen Muxue could see the pride contained in this sentence.
Emotional feelings are not that people don’t like to have too many expressions, but that people don’t like to show too many expressions to her.
Chen Muxue scratched her head and estimated the time: "Actually, I think I still have a way to know that no one poisoned me."
The little **** was obviously in disbelief. Could it be that you still have eyes on your back?
Although chicken soup does not have too much technical content, what is used in the imperial dining room and this casserole are top-notch. Although the people here do not seem to have any concept of rolling pheasant, according to Chen Muxue's eyesight, bring it over The quality of the chickens is even much better than that of rolling pheasants. After all, most of the chickens in this era were raised freely in the mountains, and they seemed to be freshly killed.
Even the green onions have a stronger flavor than the green onions that Chen Muxue used before. The juice in the leaves is also very full, and they look even more green.
Chen Muxue was originally very confident in her method of boiling water for chicken, and with the time spent cooking it...
Chen Muxue saw the little eunuch's face full of doubts, so she walked straight to the casserole and opened the lid.
Suddenly, a delicious and rich aroma of chicken soup spread quickly, and it could be clearly smelled from where the little **** was standing.
Chen Muxue only opened the pot for a moment and immediately put the lid back on the pot, otherwise excessive temperature imbalance would affect the deliciousness of the chicken soup.
If you are pursuing perfection, you must put not too much and not too little water into the casserole, do not open the lid during the entire cooking process, and stew until the end. The chicken soup is just on the level of the chicken, and half of the whole chicken is tender and yellow. The skin is just slightly exposed on the surface of the soup. This is the most ideal chicken soup.
In fact, the quality of soup is inseparable from a good casserole. When it comes to making soup, many people think of Cantonese, but in fact, the origin of casserole is Fujian. The quality of the pottery is fine, there are no raised gravels, the soil is clean, the thickness is even, and the sound is crisp and loud when knocked. These are the criteria for a good casserole.The little **** stood there, a little dazed for a moment. This was the first time he smelled such a delicious fragrance of chicken soup!