They all know Wu Kaixuan's feelings for Zhao Dezhu... and Zhao Dezhu is also kind to them, they are convinced by Zhao Dezhu and dare not be dissatisfied with him.&1t;/p>

"And that boy Yan Song, you see that everyone else is in a good mood. That boy is so pitiful." Looking at Yan Song lying on the lawn, holding a green grass in his mouth and looking at the moon, Wu Kaixuan sighed and shook his head.&1t;/p>

Although Wu Kaixuan usually fights Yan Song whenever he meets, he doesn't know how good his relationship is. Among the three brothers, the boss and him are surrounded by all kinds of people, and they are hugging each other, but Yan Song is alone and looks a little miserable. So, I'll give him half a chicken later to comfort his lonely boy's heart.&1t;/p>

Seeing that Wu Kaixuan was unable to provoke him, the bad friends had to leave in disappointment. They tried to find a way to adjust the ingredients themselves. Even if it was not delicious, it was better than not eating.&1t;/p>

Yan Song smelled the scent of roast chicken from Wu Kaixuan, smiled and praised: "Fatty, yes, now I finally understand how your fat body comes from. I am definitely a professional foodie!"&1t;/p>

"That's it," Wu Kaixuan laughed loudly, "I dare not say anything else. When it comes to cooking skills, I recognize the second place in the whole virtue, and no one dares to recognize the first place. Boss, I'm sorry, it's not that my brother steals your limelight, but he really has a specialty in his profession. Who can let us eat well and eat style?"&1t;/p>

Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "It's okay, you take all the limelight. However, there is one thing you seem to be wrong. Whoever tells you that people who are not fat won't eat it?"&1t;/p>

Why did Butler Liu send him to Songhai? It was because he thought of all the punishment measures he could think of. In other words, he learned all the skills in the world. Cooking skills? Sorry, whether it is Chinese or Western food, or even some primitive tribes' ingredients. Wu Kaixuan's three-legged cat skills dared to be the first in front of him, the contemporary god of food. It was like selling five-pickled pigs in front of Du Kang's door and swinging a big axe in front of Lu Ban.&1t;/p>

"Boss, what do you mean? Could it be that you want to tell your brother that your cooking skills are also very good?" Wu Kaixuan touched his head, and was really surprised... In his heart, only fat man like him with a big head and a thick neck can be a chef. How can a beautiful boy like the boss who is as beautiful as jade be able to cook?&1t;/p>

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, Zhao Dezhu smiled slightly and said, "Have you watched the World Cooking Championship this spring? The person who won the championship is my apprentice."&1t;/p>

"No way?" Wu Kaixuan said with wide eyes: "Boss, that's a Chinese living in Thailand. He is decades old, but he can still be your apprentice?"&1t;/p>

"Have you heard that the master is a teacher in terms of skills and proficiency? Ability has nothing to do with age," Zhao Dezhu said lightly: "Once I went to Thailand to do something, met this person, and lived in his hotel. Later, I saw that the restaurant he opened was not very prosperous, so I taught him how to cook a few dishes. Then his restaurant became popular like this, and he became the most popular chef in Thailand. Later, he participated in the World Cooking Competition and actually won the championship."&1t;/p>

Everyone looked at each other, wondering whether this legendary passage was true or false. If it was false, Zhao Dezhu's past fierce experience made people dare not question any of his words; if it was true, everyone thinks this is too fantasy, Zhao Dezhu is really omnipotent?&1t;/p>

"Boss, I am quite convinced of your character, but I don't look like an idol group like you, no matter how you look at it, you can show it to everyone?" Wu Kaixuan said enthusiastically.&1t;/p>

Based on his understanding of Zhao Dezhu, the boss is definitely not a person who likes to brag. Many words seem to be pretentious and high-profile, but in fact, he is just telling the truth. He has created a series of miracles to make things that others think are impossible become facts. This time, it should be no exception.&1t;/p>

Judging from the consistent level shown by the boss, if he really knows how to cook, he must be the most delicious in the world. As a hard-core foodie, how could Fatty Wu give up such a good opportunity? The world's cooking champions are all his apprentices, you can imagine how delicious the dishes he cooks will be. Shanwu Novel Network..com&1t;/p>

"Yes." Zhao Dezhu said with a smile: "You just made a roast chicken, right? In this way, gather all the broiler chickens everyone brought, and I will make you the ultimate delicacy, 'beggar chicken'."&1t;/p>

"Beggar chicken?" Wu Kaixuan said hurriedly: "I know this. In the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Huang Rong had beggar chicken for Hong Qigong. With this unique skill, Guo Jing received the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."&1t;/p>

"Haha, this is just a family saying. In fact, the beggar chicken should not have appeared that early. It is said that this method was indeed a beggar Ziming. According to legend, a beggar was begging and wandering to a village in southern Jiangsu. One day, he accidentally got a chicken and wanted to slaughter and cook, but there was no cooking utensils or seasonings. He came to the foot of Yushan to kill the chicken and removed the internal organs, coated with hair with yellow mud and firewood, and then placed the coated chicken in the fire to simmer and cook it.

Dried chicken is cooked, peel off the mud shell, and the chicken feathers fade away with the mud shell, revealing the chicken. 1oo many years ago, a local restaurant based on this legend, removed the drought and preserved the essence, and created this chicken in a fine way. In modern times, beggar chicken has become one of the most famous signature dishes in Subang cuisine." Zhao Dezhu smiled slightly and continued, "Everyone should be hungry after playing for a whole day, so try this good thing passed down by his ancestors."&1t;/p>

Sun Shiqiang in the crowd said sarcastically: "The world's chef champion can only be a beggar chicken that cannot be used on the table, and brags don't make drafts. If this happens, then I'll say I'm the God of Food. Who can't roast chicken?"&1t;/p>

"Damn! You can do it. Why don't you roast chicken for everyone?" Wu Kaixuan said angrily.&1t;/p>

"A true God of Food doesn't have to be a Manchu and Han chequet to show himself. Being able to make ordinary ingredients into an unforgettable flavor is the highest level. Stephen Chow's "God of Food" has already made it clear." Zhao Dezhu said lightly.&1t;/p>

"Sun Ran** rice, I know," Sun Shiqiang said with a lip voice: "That's just a movie. In reality, who can stir-fry egg fried rice to that level, I even ate the plate."&1t;/p>

"For me, this is not difficult," Zhao Dezhu smiled calmly and said, "However, the current conditions do not allow it. Besides, I don't need to prove anything to you. Since you look down on beggars, I'm sorry, I won't have your share later."&1t;/p>

"I'd better eat roasted chicken wings by myself." Sun Shiqiang greeted the other two brothers and put chicken wings on the bamboo stick.&1t;/p>

"Boss, ignore them and bake it quickly, brothers can't wait." Wu Kaixuan swallowed hard.&1t;/p>

Zhao Dezhu smiled slightly, put the dozen chickens that everyone had gathered together, put diced meat, diced ham, dried scallions, mushrooms, and fragrant tea into the chicken belly, and then took out spices and condiments from his travel bag and included them in the chicken belly. The others are ordinary ingredients, but this spices and condiments are his own secret. There is only one in the world, and there is no semicolon.&1t;/p>

Wu Kaixuan and a group of boys took soil on the spot and a pile of mud. According to Zhao Dezhu's instructions, he applied a thick layer of yellow mud on the outside of the chickens. Zhao Dezhu put the coated chickens into the fire and simmered them.&1t;/p>

While adding firewood to keep the flame temperature, Zhao Dezhu said: "It is best to bake beggar chicken, charcoal fire is used. The fire should not be too strong, but it should not be too gentle. It is better to have medium heat until it is cooked."&1t;/p>

After a while, an indescribable fragrance spread across the campsite.&1t;/p>

"Damn, what's so fragrant?" Sun Shiqiang, who was burying his head with roasted chicken wings, shrugged his nose, feeling that the greed in his stomach was all hooked out by the fragrance. He swallowed hard.&1t;/p>

"Boss, it's the beggar chicken roasted by Zhao Dezhu." Wang Xun also swallowed his saliva. The fragrance was so irritating to people's appetite.&1t;/p>

"No, right? The chicken is still wrapped in the mud, and the fragrance spreads?" Sun Shiqiang glanced at Zhao Dezhu in disbelief.&1t;/p>

"Isn't it very fragrant?" Looking at the slander of the classmates' saliva, Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "The spices and condiments I use are my own secret, and they are unique in the world. The fragrance will penetrate into the chicken and even into the mud shell as the baking is baked, so the fragrance will spread out before the mud shell is broken. To be honest, I made the beggar chicken, and you can't help but want to eat the mud shells outside."&1t;/p>

"Boss, you're right," Wu Kaixuan nodded like pounding garlic, and said with a hopeful look: "I want to swallow the whole chicken now!"&1t;/p>

It's really too fragrant. Before it breaks, it's so fragrant that it's so many times more than the chicken he roasts. This fragrance is very special. It's not the special taste of ordinary spices, but it amplifies the original aroma of the food and makes it more attractive.&1t;/p>

Sun Yingying and Jiang Mengyao looked at each other. At the beginning, they also participated with the mentality of watching the fun. No one expected that Zhao Dezhu would really be able to cook. Especially Jiang Mengyao, Zhao Dezhu in her eyes was a young master who could not do any housework. When he was at home, he strictly followed the principle of "a gentleman stayed away from the kitchen" and never looked at the kitchen more.&1t;/p>

When Zhao Dezhu said that he was the master of the World Cooking Competition, Jiang Mengyao just thought he was bragging. As a boy, he liked to brag like this when he was fine, and no one took it seriously anyway.&1t;/p>

However, seeing Zhao Dezhu speaks so well and roasting beggar chicken so fragrant, even she has to believe that Zhao Dezhu is really a master of cooking.&1t;/p>

This stinky guy is obviously so good at cooking, but when he comes home, he crosses his legs and pretends to be a master. When he goes back, he has to tell his sister to repair him well.&1t;/p>

Sun Yingying was just surprised for a moment, and then felt relieved. Zhao Dezhu had created too many miracles. If he knew more cooking skills, what would he make a fuss about?&1t;/p>

"Boss, this chicken should be cooked, right? I'm so anxious to wait." Yan Song squatted beside the fire with a smile, swallowing his saliva.&1t;/p>

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Chapter completed!