Chapter 76 This is probably what it means to fry a chicken after it dies.
"Boss, your fried chicken legs are amazing!"
Gao Jiazhi finished a fried chicken leg in a few bites and threw the remaining bones to his big son. Seeing that Lin Zhou was still frying, he immediately asked for two more.
The fried golden and crispy chicken legs are really enough to make people drool.
The marinade of the chicken legs is fully stimulated during the frying process.
When it is fried to crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, take a bite, the tender chicken inside is full of juice, which forms a sharp contrast with the crispy and charred outer shell.
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It smells so good.
Two chicken legs are really too little, not enough to eat!
"Or one spicy and one non-spicy?"
Lin Zhou was busy turning the chicken legs in the pot, trying to fry every part of the chicken legs and fully fry them.
A pot of golden big chicken legs makes people drool.
Gao Jiazhi nodded hurriedly, and he and Erha stopped squatting, and stood aside, staring at the fried chicken legs in the pot eagerly.
Fried chicken legs came out of the pan one after another, and several people who came out of the bar also got their fried chicken legs.
The hot chicken legs were still hot in their hands.
But the aroma of fried chicken was so strong that it kept drilling into their noses.
Who can refuse fried chicken legs just out of the pan?
Anyway, they can't.
They endured the heat and put them into their mouths.
When they took a bite, they were not burned by the crispy fried coating, but by the boiling juice inside.
The outer shell of the chicken leg was fried to a crispy aroma, and the chicken inside was tender and juicy. It was very easy to bite open. While chewing, the aroma of fried food accompanied the tenderness of the chicken leg, and the deliciousness was swallowed by the tongue.
Moreover, for a large chicken leg, not only the part with a crispy fried shell is delicious, but the chicken near the bone is also full of flavor.
This is the benefit of marinating.
Every texture of the chicken has the aroma of marinade. When chewing it, I wish I could chew and swallow it with my tongue. I eat it so fast that I am afraid that if I eat too slowly, the chicken leg in my mouth will run away.
"Boss, boss, we want two more chicken legs."
Seeing Gao Jiazhi finish eating and add more, the group of people learned to do the same.
They stood in front of Lin Zhou's stall and watched him fry another pot.
Lin Zhou thought that there would not be too many people eating fried chicken in the middle of the night, and it might be a bit greasy. Now I think he was worrying too much.
The fried chicken in the fresh-keeping box was marinated in advance and coated with batter.
Now you can control the oil temperature directly, and throw the chicken leg into the oil pan.
"This is probably the chicken is put into the oil pan after it dies."
The tipsy man who came out of the bar looked at the fried chicken legs and said thoughtfully.
This sentence made everyone present silent.
"It's a good death for the chicken to be fried so deliciously."
Gao Jiazhi is indeed a chatterbox, and he can even talk to people he doesn't know.
The two chatted about the chicken's body.
Lin Zhou couldn't even look at the chicken legs in the oil pan.
After hearing this, he felt that he was doing something strange to the chicken's body.
......
Another pot of chicken legs was fried, and soon it was divided up by a dog and several people.
All the chicken bones belonged to Erha, and its tail was almost shaking out afterimages after eating.
There has never been a day as happy as this, not only eating delicious chicken legs, but also having chicken bones that can't be eaten. I don't want to leave, I don't want to leave at all.
After eating, Gao Jiazhi pulled the leash and wanted to take his son home, but he couldn't pull him away at all.
"It's past one o'clock. We should go back."
"You've eaten two chicken legs and a bunch of bones. Why don't you leave?"
Gao Jiazhi pulled the leash hard, but the Husky refused to leave and squatted beside Lin Zhou's stall.
The diners attracted by the fried chicken legs fed all the bones to it after eating the chicken legs.
The Husky was well raised by Gao Jiazhi. Not only is it tall, but its hair is also clean and shiny. Dog lovers want to pet it when they pass by.
Not to mention that it looks pitifully at the chicken bones in your hand.
It's just a bone! Are you willing to give it to it?
With this wonder, Lin Zhou's business has improved a lot.
Pedestrians passing by and customers from other stalls stopped unconsciously when they saw a dog sitting in front of Lin Zhou's stall, as if soliciting customers.
Then they were attracted by the fragrant fried chicken legs.
"Boss, how much is the fried chicken leg?"
"Ten yuan each."
"Give me one."
The passerby girl bought a chicken leg, then squatted down in front of Dabao, stroking it happily. Dabao did not resist, grinning and wagging his tail, looking like he was willing to be rubbed, which made the passerby girl's eyes light up.
"Oh, so good, I have never seen such a quiet Erha."
Hearing the praise from the passerby girl, Gao Jiazhi's mouth twitched.
Sorry, he has never seen it either.
If he didn't think that he could get free bones by sitting in front of the stall, he dared to guarantee that his dog son would not be so good.
No, it is not good now.
It's late at night, and he is full, but he still squats here and refuses to leave no matter what.
When the passerby girl's chicken leg was ready, he saw Dabao's eyes immediately gathered on the chicken leg, his mouth humming and drooling, looking greedy.
A discerning person can see at a glance that it wants to eat.
A passerby lady was hesitating whether to feed the fried chicken leg to the Husky, and Gao Jiazhi quickly stopped her.
"There is no need to feed it. It has already eaten two chicken legs and many chicken bones. It is just a greedy dog, not hungry."
Gao Jiazhi explained with a blushing face.
He was almost completely disgraced by this stupid dog that night.
If he hadn't eaten such delicious fried chicken legs with Silly Dog, he would have been unhappy.
"That's it."
The passerby nodded in understanding, took a bite of the fried chicken leg.
The freshly fried chicken legs are so crispy that you can hear a "click" in your mouth when you eat them.
Then when she bit into the chicken inside, the young lady opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but exclaimed.
The temperature of the oil was tightly locked, and the fried chicken legs were moist and dry on the outside, but completely different on the inside.
The white chicken leg meat is like a garlic clove, which falls off as soon as you bite it. The abundant juice overflows directly from the gap. Under the illumination of the street lamp, you can still see the starry oil shine. People can't help but take a sip and drink the delicious juice. I'm afraid that this essence will be wasted.
“It’s delicious!”
The passerby looked at Lin Zhou reflexively, her eyes full of disbelief.
How could there be such delicious fried chicken legs in the world?
The freshness and tenderness of the chicken are fully reflected at this moment.
The aroma of frying cannot be ignored. I don’t know what the batter on the chicken legs is made of and how it is fried so fragrantly.
Just take out the batter and fry it, it will be delicious when you eat it.
Not to mention the rich and juicy chicken drumstick inside.
It’s absolutely amazing!
It was already sinful to eat such greasy fried chicken legs at night, but now that I had it in my mouth, I was glad that I had not resisted the temptation, otherwise I would have missed such delicious food!