MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 106 The power of braised chicken

When the rice is about to be cooked, a fragrant braised chicken nugget is out of the pan.

The weight of the two chickens is actually quite large, but it does not need the last soup pot, this time it is placed in a large dish.

Without the function of the range hood, the smell of chicken flavours quickly spreads in the restaurant.

"This taste..."

The scent gradually allowed them to stop the hands that were eating, and everyone’s eyes were over, focusing on the fragrant chicken.

The oily and bright pieces of meat, the incomparable scent, let the population flow.

Even one of the brothers who are eating noodle soup, the saliva runs down the noodles, and a sly look can't.

"God, the smell of good fragrance, oh yeah, can't stand me!" Yu Qingqing squinted and looked uncomfortable.

Why is it uncomfortable?

Because she wants to eat chicken immediately, even her body is tight, and intends to fly to the past at a speed of 100 meters when the boss opens the door for them to have a meal!

Usually, Liang Mengqi is the first member of this No.1 member, but now, no matter, for this chicken, Yu Qingqing has forgotten everything!

There is even a kind of ‘Who am I? ''where am I? The state of the circle.

Others, but also better than her, the hungry wolf's gaze is locked in the braised chicken on the counter! They are waiting for the moment to taste.

The other two dishes were quickly prepared.

Finally, in the eyes of everyone.

Zhang Han picked up a pair of chopsticks very lightly and flipped it back and forth in the braised chicken.

'what? What is the boss doing? ’

The people were puzzled, but the next moment, they also understood.

I saw that Zhang Han was very calm and picked a wing from the chicken, and then took out a wing tip, a calf...

He put these in a small bowl.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

For a time, everyone’s heart was a little crazy.

Chicken legs and chicken wings are a favorite of people!

The fleshiness of these two parts is the best, because the two parts usually move more, the meat is more elastic, and the chicken wings are still the kind of muscles, full of elasticity, soft, and very good taste.

It is like saying that Coke chicken wings are famous dishes, but they are highly sought after and loved by the people.

Soon, in a lot of eyes.

One wing, two wings, three wings, one chicken leg, two chicken legs, three chicken legs...

"Ah! Boss!"

After Yu Qingqing looked at Zhang Han’s last chicken leg, he suddenly screamed.

Zhang Han heard the words inexplicably, and others looked at Yu Qingqing more or less, but I didn't know what to say.

"Boss, brother, Ouba, that... I want to eat a chicken leg..." Yu Qingqing's face was slightly reddish, and she felt embarrassed to eat it, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't eat it. Chicken legs, she is very uncomfortable.

"Oh."

Zhang Han nodded. In the eyes of several people, he still calmly pinched the last chicken leg into a small bowl.

So don't give face? Damn boss! The evil capitalist!

Yu Qingqing was somewhat disappointed.

Zhang Han, thinking about it, felt that it was better for these members to be better, so he turned to look at Yu Qingqing and chuckled, saying:

"Next time, I will give you the whole chicken next time."

When this statement came out, Yu Qingqing was happy again in an instant. This feeling of suffering and suffering was too irritating to her heart.

"Boss, chicken legs are not, then, can you not leave me a chicken wing? The boss I want to eat ~"

Liang Mengqi saw Zhang Han pick up the last chicken wings, and some of them anxiously called out.

She and the boss ‘上刀山下油锅, with the same sweet and bitter’, is the meaning of playing with Zhang Han to Xinyue Mountain, with Meng Meng playing.

She thinks that Zhang Han's relationship is also the best in the field, or the first member, and he likes him, his heart is secret, and this is his heart, he has reason to leave a chicken wing for himself!

Imagination is wonderful.

The reality is very cruel.

This time, Zhang Han did not lift his head and directly took away the chicken wings.

"No, chicken wings are cute."

"Giggle..." Yu Qingqing was in balance and looked at the dumbfounded Liang Mengqi, giggling.

"Hey! Stinky boss! I won't love you anymore!" Liang Mengqi bit his lip and exaggeratedly snorted.

But there is not much thought in my heart. Meng Meng loves to eat. She knows that she definitely has no chance to taste it, but she really wants to eat chicken wings!

Under the eyes of their eyes, Zhang Han clipped a piece of 'good meat' into a small bowl, and then took about a chicken meat in the plate, taking a plate of sauce to burn the eggplant and shoot the cucumber. Five bowls of rice were served at the back end of the plate and went upstairs.

Whizzing!

Zhang Han’s footsteps seem to be a signal gun for the 100-meter race.

At the moment he left, the people on the members’ table at this side all stood up and walked over.

However, they are of a quality after all, except that Yu Qingqing will grab the position of Liang Mengqi, others are lined up according to their respective membership numbers.

"Yu Qingqing, ungrateful! Or I will bring you here to eat!" Liang Mengqi muttered after Yu Qingqing, saying that her eyes floated on the plate of braised chicken.

Gently sniffed, Liang Mengqi closed his eyes and said:

“Wow, it’s a good smell.”

The smell of this chicken meat makes the population flow.

On the front side, Yu Qingqing was rude. He used a small plate to hold one-third of the chicken. However, her hand did not stop. The more she lived, the more she could not control her hand.

When I saw that I had to live more than half of the time, Wang Qiang and Sun Ming on the back side couldn’t help but cough.

Although they are old, they are very mature and stable, especially Sun Ming, seriously ill, and the world is very light, but at this time, he still can't help but remind him that according to her law, the people behind him I definitely can't taste the chicken.

Even Liang Mengqi felt flustered for Yu Qingqing, so she took the back of Yu Qingqing and said: "You almost got it, and you are almost half full!"

"what?"

Yu Qingqing slammed his eyes and turned to look at the crowd. His face was red, and he quickly turned the muscles in his plate back, saying again and again:

"Oh, sorry, I just lost my memory, I didn't control it."

When the words fell, everyone shook their heads and smiled, and they could understand her ‘amnesia’ behavior, fearing that the first dish would be confused.

In the end, Yu Qingqing was probably one-tenth of the amount, only four.

"How can this be good!"

Yu Qingqing was somewhat lost, muttered, and took another two dishes and then slammed back to the table.

"Come to me, come to me." Liang Mengqi screamed happily, and she controlled her own tenth of the amount with a very strong willpower. She followed the other two dishes.

There are now a total of nine members. Everyone has a portion of braised chicken, and even Wang Qiang, who is the last dish, has two more.

The people returned to their seats.

"Try it!"

Yu Qingqing rushed to pick up a piece of chicken, first looked at a few eyes, slightly reddish red burning color, floating fragrance, looks very attractive lean meat, and that layer of strong chicken skin.

Biting up, Yu Qingqing closed his eyes intoxicated, only feeling that the mouth was surrounded by a very pure chicken flavor.

"Scorpio, good fragrance, how can chicken taste so fragrant!"

Yu Qingqing was amazed again and again.

"Yeah, this is the most delicious chicken that people have ever eaten. The dishes made by the boss are simply too great!" Zhao Dahu almost cried.

The people at the table of the members here are shaking their heads, and on the other side, the eyes of several people at the white table are about to burst out.

At this moment they seem to have turned into a watch stone, eyes looking at the chicken in their bowl, can not stop the throat.

"It seems to be particularly fragrant." One of the men glanced at the companion sitting.

"What is it like? Don't you smell the fragrance? Definitely delicious!"

"Manager, what to do, I want to eat!" Xiaomei's eyes can't be received, and the tone is pitiful.

The manager opposite her eyes kept looking at the other side. After he heard the words, he swallowed his voice. His voice was clear and audible. Like a sip of water, he finally turned back and looked at Xiaomei, snoring. :

"We have no members...."

"Yeah, we have no members..." Xiaomei’s lost tone.

She feels that at this moment, the most desperate thing in the world is that the gourmet food is in front of you, but you can't eat it!

Not only her, but all the men who are doing it even think that if a woman who does not wear clothes and a piece of chicken are put together, they will not hesitate to rush to the chicken!

But helpless, it is impossible to have such a thing happen, they can not taste the chicken here.

Lost, sad, suddenly, the manager’s eyes were slightly bright, and he looked at Xiaomei and sank:

"That... you come back to our restaurant and take a roast chicken."

"Ah? OK!" Xiaomei quickly got up and went back to the restaurant and cut a roast chicken back.

When they were at the table, the two men picked up a chicken leg and stared at the braised chicken on the member's table. They dreamed that their hands were the braised chicken made by the boss.

Wang Mei quenches thirst! It is completely presented here.

But it turns out that the fake is ultimately fake.

Before I came to this restaurant, the manager felt that it was a good roast chicken. At this moment, it was tasteless.

Not even the egg fried rice and clear noodle soup in the plate are delicious!

"Hey..."

The manager sighed deeply and put the chicken legs in his hand back, silently eating the fried rice.

Xiaomei, stronger than him, closed her eyes and bite the roast chicken, imagining the feeling of eating chicken here, but chewing a few mouths, she swallowed hard.

"Manager, this roast chicken seems to be wasted." Xiaomei put the chicken legs back and sighed.

"Don't talk, eat."

The roast chicken, the manager did not even look at it, and began to eat the noodle soup from the beginning.

For a time, he felt that there was no member, and eating at this restaurant seemed to be a little tormented!

What can I do?