Yan is a political and cultural center, and also a food center. Under the leadership of Fu Shizhuo, Qin Yinglan has eaten lamb wontons, braised pork trotters, diced pork cubes in the north, and old duck with casserole. Now she is sitting with Fu Shizhuo in a small shop in a small alley, waiting to eat the barrel chicken.

Before waiting for the food to be served, the two of them were not sitting for a while, staring at each other, chatting in a blank space. Qin Yinglan asked, "Why are you called a slinger?"

"There are two sources of the name of the barrel chicken. One is when cooking, it uses a barrel-shaped pot with iron and wood on it, so it is called a barrel-shaped chicken; the other is because the whole chicken is stewed in the pot, and the chicken looks like a barrel, so it is named a barrel-shaped chicken." Fu Shizhuo explained.

Qin Yinglan asked again: "Does the bucket chicken use chickens or old hens?"

"It is made of old hens that have been raised for no more than three years. They are made of simmered in a century-old braised soup. The color is golden, fat but not greasy, fresh, crispy and fragrant, and has a mellow taste." Fu Shizhuo was about to pack one after eating and go back to eat for his family.

Qin Yinglan swallowed and looked at Fu Shizhuo with bright eyes, "Brother Fu, you know so much, know very well, and are so awesome. Thank you, if you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have known that there were such delicious chickens sold in this small shop."

Fu Shizhuo smiled and said, "No need to thank you." This is thanks to his favorite food aunt Heyi told him.

While talking, the chicken was served with the main course, and there were three side dishes, carp roast noodles, fried pine nuts and corn and general tofu cup.

Qin Yinglan picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, "Wow, this bucket of chicken tastes very chewy. The chicken skin is crispy, the chicken is tender, the soup is not salty and fresh. When chewing it with the chicken skin, the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes. It's so delicious!"

"It tastes good, eat more." Fu Shizhuo scooped a spoon of tofu and ate it slowly. Compared with Qin Yinglan's voracious attitude, it was really too elegant. However, Qin Yinglan's way of eating was honest. In Fu Shizhuo's opinion, he only thought the food was delicious and did not feel that she was rude.

The two of them swept away the four dishes, and Fu Shizhuo asked considerately: "Are you full? Do you want to order two more dishes to continue eating?"

"I'm full, the portion of this dish is quite sufficient." Qin Yinglan touched her purse. She had to pay for this meal. She had already eaten his delicious meal. She would be embarrassed to eat and drink for free.

Of course, in the end, Fu Shizhuo, who was quite gentle, paid to treat him again on the grounds that he wanted to pack a bucket of chicken. Qin Yinglan said embarrassedly, "I'll treat you next time."

"Okay." Fu Shizhuo responded casually.

"When is the next time?" Qin Yinglan asked anxiously. She couldn't find Fu Shizhuo. Fu Shizhuo always notified her one day in advance, so that the next day she could find a way to crawl out of the dog hole for his appointment.

"I will have someone send a message to you at that time." Fu Shizhuo didn't know when he was free. He was entrusted with important tasks by the emperor and was very busy. However, thanks to his mother, Fu Shizhuo not only knew the situation in Qin Yinglan's family, but also knew that his mother had bribed two servants of the Qin family to facilitate his contact with her.

Fu Shizhuo accompanied Qin Yinglan to buy a few bundles of embroidery threads, and then sent Qin Yinglan to the back door of Qin's mansion. He watched the lady crawl back from the dog hole, then turned around and took the carriage home with the bucket chicken.

While gnawing on the barrel chicken brought back by his son, Yan Huo asked considerately: "Son, how about it? Should I ask someone to go to the Qin family to propose marriage?"

"Mother, I just went to have a few meals with her. As you said, she is my foodie." Fu Shizhuo never thought about why he wanted to find a foodie with the opposite sex. Could it be that it is because Qin Yinglan eats more deliciously and looks very appetizing?

Yan Huo looked at Fu Zhixing and said, "Wujiu, your son is so stupid. I don't know who he looks like?"

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Fu Zhixing scooped up a bowl of soup and put it in front of Yan Huo. He didn't care about his son's marriage. He wanted to raise his son quickly and take his wife to travel around.

"Okay, then let him go, I'm not in a hurry to be a mother-in-law anyway." Yan Hu continued to chew on chicken legs.

Half a month later, Qin Yinglan received a short letter from Fu Shizhuo and asked her to go to the cafe to eat fish tomorrow. However, Qin Yinglan did not succeed this time. The reason for her failure was that her elder sister brought her husband back to her parents' home.

Fu Shizhuo went to the sashimi restaurant to eat fish, and there was no girl sitting opposite him who ate everything deliciously. Fu Shizhuo felt that the deliciousness was discounted. After eating this meal without knowing the taste, Fu Shizhuo went home dejectedly, and he felt that he was sick.

Half a month later, Fu Shizhuo had free time again and immediately sent someone a message to Qin Yinglan, and still asked her to go to the sausage restaurant to eat fish. The next day, looking at Qin Yinglan crawling out of the dog hole, Fu Shizhuo was inexplicably relieved, his lips raised, and his eyebrows and eyes were smiling.

"Brother Fu, I'm sorry last time. My elder sister suddenly came back. My mother stared at me too tightly, so I couldn't get out." Qin Yinglan said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's not too late to go and eat today." Fu Shizhuo said with a smile.

When he arrived at the cafe, Fu Shizhuo ordered the signature dish in the store, eating one fish and eating eight. Qin Yinglan said in surprise: "I have heard of eating three fish and eating three fish and eating three fish and eating eight fish. This is so amazing."

"I never tire of fine food, and I never tire of fine meat." Fu Shizhuo brought a pot and poured her a cup of tea.

"And eating one fish can show the chef's superb cooking skills, I'm looking forward to it." Qin Yinglan swallowed.

While speaking, the dishes were served. The first dish of chrysanthemum fish: the fish was sliced ​​into the shape of petals and the color was bright; Qin Yinglan picked up a piece and ate it, "Yeah, yes, it's so delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and sour, refreshing, and a little chrysanthemum fragrance."

"Although this dish is called chrysanthemum fish, there are no chrysanthemums in it. The reason why it is called chrysanthemum fish is because it looks like chrysanthemums." Fu Shizhuo said with a faint smile.

"Oh." Qin Yinglan smiled, "It's quite similar."

The second course: fried fish fillet.

The third course: Steamed fish steak.

The fourth course: tofu fish head soup.

The fifth course: fried eggs with fish intestines.

"Well, this dish is delicious. The crispy and soft eggs increase the crispness and toughness of the fish intestines, and it is a little fishy, ​​but it is just right with the egg flavor." Qin Yinglan is worthy of being a foodie, and her comments are quite good.

"Fish intestines are like beef and sheep, and they all have a strong fishy smell, but a good chef can make them a delicious dish." Fu Shizhuo completely forgot the last time. He thought it was fishy and didn't eat this dish at all.

The sixth route: Cold fish skin.

"The fish skin is so complete!" Qin Yinglan exclaimed.

"The chef has good knife skills." Fu Shizhuo said with a faint smile.

"It tastes good, but it's not cooked, and it's chewy and smooth." Qin Yinglan took three bites in a row, and his face was filled with aftertaste.

The seventh course: Fried fish bones.

The eighth course: pickled fish fillets.

"Brother Fu, this fish must be seven or eight pounds to make one fish and eight pounds." Qin Yinglan saw that the dishes on the table were not small in size, so he guessed.

"It is hard for a good cook to cook without rice," Fu Shizhuo said with a smile.
Chapter completed!