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Chapter 711: Does my mother know the dishes of a state banquet?(2/2)

"Okay, let's talk about it quickly, and don't keep it in the air."

Only these classic dishes can make Chu Yunfeng anxious, which indirectly illustrates his love for cooking, which also makes Chu Dingtian nodded silently.

Although he didn't have much time to contact Chu Yunfeng, Chu Dingtian also felt his son's love for cooking.

At first, I planned to take him back to the capital and develop in politics or military circles, but after knowing his talent, these thoughts were dispelled.

What else is more important than letting him do what he likes?

Chu Yue also stuffed a fried egg into her mouth, and then looked at Mr. Xia like a curious baby, looking very curious about what kind of awesome dishes his mother would have.

"Strictly speaking, there should be five dishes. You have seen the second yellow croaker yesterday, and the rest are hibiscus chicken slices and..."

Before Mr. Xia finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Yunfeng: "What? You can make the hibiscus chicken slices?"

When Mr. Xia talked about the dish of furong chicken slices, Chu Yunfeng suddenly stood up and could see the shock and excitement in his heart.

"Yes, what's so strange about this? My mother, I just know how to make this dish, hibiscus chicken slices. Are you so excited?"

Mr. Xia’s expression on his face was a bit strange. He couldn’t understand why his son reacted so much to this dish?

"If I told you that I already know how to cook snowflake chicken nao and chickpea, you will understand. Now this dish is the shortest. I will learn all the best of these three most classic dishes in Sichuan cuisine, and I will learn all the time!"

When Chu Yunfeng said the word "Qihuo", he patted the table, and an extremely bright smile appeared on his face, which shows how happy he was.

It seems like I have collected the last dragon ball, and I can summon the dragon immediately...

"So that's the case, no wonder you're so excited?

That's great, it's quite amazing. I can't even do it. You actually learned it. I will teach me how to do it if you have time!"

Mr. Xia showed a look of relief in his eyes. He felt that his son had really grown up, especially when he saw Chu Yunfeng jealous of his special skills.

"Okay, that's fine. Today I'll make three dishes: Snowflake Chicken Nao, Chicken Bean and Chicken Chicken Slices.

It just so happens that you can verify the different techniques of these three dishes and feel the difference between them.

Chicken beans: made!

Snowflake Chicken Nao: Fried!

Furong Chicken Slices: Soup!

They are all made of chicken breast ingredients, different techniques, and the finished products are different. These three dishes are so amazing together.

....”

Chu Yunfeng talked endlessly about the difference between these three dishes. As he spoke, he found that he was too happy and forgot to let his mother tell him the remaining three dishes.

"Uh~! I was so happy just now. By the way, what are the remaining three dishes?"

Seeing Mr. Xia looking at him with a smile, Chu Yunfeng stopped performing and became more interested in the three dishes behind him.

"Pocket tofu, chicken, chrysanthemum and fairy duck."

Mr. Xia said these three dishes in a concise manner. As soon as he said it, Chu Yunfeng was stunned and was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses.

"Fairy Duck? You will do this dish too?"

Chu Yunfeng then realized that his mother seemed to be very favored by his master. Wu Ma knew only two dishes. Mu Qing's mother didn't know how many dishes she would do.

But my mother actually knows five dishes.

And the most important thing is that among these five dishes, except for the two dishes of Furong Chicken Slices and Fairy Duck, I have never heard of the other three dishes.

"Hmm~! Do you have any ideas?"

Mr. Xia looks like I understand you very much, and the nasal sound of "Hmm" is a bit long...

"Can you teach them all today...

What kind of dish is this bag of tofu and chicken and Mengkui dish? Tell me about it now?"

The dishes my mother knows how to cook are a bit beyond imagination, and then what Mr. Xia said later was even more unimaginable to Chu Yunfeng.
Chapter completed!
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