Chapter 36: When I Was Fighting in the War...
Song Wuyou came down to the kitchen.
Passing by the living room, there was no shadow of Gu Yanhao or Ah De, so she asked Xu Jing, "Where's Gu Yanhao?"
"Probably went out." Xu Jing answered. How would she know about Young Master Gu's whereabouts?
Xu Jing already had the chicken well marinated and had placed it in the middle of a basin full of cold water.
After adding the soy sauce and rice wine, a fragrant smell filled the kitchen space.
"Miss, I followed your instructions and marinated the chicken, what do we do next?" she asked.
"Leave the rest to me," Song Wuyou smiled.
Song Wuyou took out the aluminum foil and wrapped the entire chicken with it. Afterwards, she poured in some water into a bowl of flour and started kneading it.
Xu Jing stood watching from the side. Originally, she wanted to lend a hand, but there was nothing she could do.
Looking at Song Wuyou's skilled and familiar actions, Xu Jing became very suspicious. How can you learn this from Baidu? This was basically the rhythm of someone who had done this often.
After the flour pastry was ready, Song Wuyou rolled it out into a thick sheet large enough to wrap around the entire chicken and used it to seal the whole chicken within tightly.
When everything was done, Song Wuyou put the chicken into the oven, setting it to bake for half an hour.
Standing in front of the oven, she inspected the numbers indicated on them before she nodded in satisfaction.
It was great that the original host left her with some memories, allowing her to function to a certain extent in this high-tech world and not be an idiot of these things.
Half an hour later, the chicken was finally done.
Opening the oven, a tantalizing fragrance wafted out instantly, teasing their noses.
"Wahh, it smells so good!" Xu Jing clapped and cheered, "Miss, how did you know how to make a Beggar's Chicken?"
Such craft and such delicious smell which already made Song Wuyou's saliva drool all over. She had no time to answer Xu Jing's question.
She removed the chicken from the oven. The outer flour had hardened and turn to a brown color due to high temperature.
Placing it on top of the table, with a punch of her fist, Song Wuyou had the outer flour layer cracked, allowing a thicker aroma to be released.
"Eat it like this." Song Wuyou ripped the remaining foil apart and pulled a wing out for Xu Jing.
Taking the chicken wing, Xu Jing looked in a daze at Song Wuyou as she skillfully detached the other wing and started eating it.
"The taste is a little bland, not that good." Song Wuyou commented while biting into the chicken wing.
"Maybe we did not put enough salt." Xu Jing said woodenly.
"No, if we wrapped the outer skin in lotus leaf and mud before baking it, it would taste even better."
Although the taste was a little inferior to what she was used to in her previous life, it was enough to ignite her appetite.
"Miss, listening to your words, why do I get the feeling like you made Beggar's Chicken often?"
"En, I used to make this often. Every time we had a victorious war, I and my barracks brothers would make Beggar's Chicken and gulp down wine as we eat." Suddenly, recalling the memories from her past, a trace of sadness flashed across Song Wuyou's face, sounding a little homesick she added, "Those were good times and good memories."
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