Chapter 725 Fried Chicken with Coke 3
The audience went crazy.
——[Ah ah ah, swallowing saliva crazily]
——【Poison in the middle of the night! I was planning to lose weight, but I have already clicked on the pornographic applet...]
——[I am different from you, in addition to fried chicken, I also ordered grilled shrimp tail flower armor and milk tea! 】
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At this time, the fried chicken is almost ready for the first time.
Xiangyi took out the fried chicken with a colander. The skin was crispy and light yellow. The camera took a close-up, and the fat dripped down...
Everyone:! ! !
This is not a variety show of life, it is a variety show of food!
After drying the fried chicken in oil, Xiangyi fried it for the second time. This time, when it came out, the color turned into an appetizing golden yellow, and the skin became scaly. It looked even worse than the ones bought in fast food restaurants. tasty!
The cauldron that Xiangyi used had fried a lot at once, and was directly taken out.
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courtyard.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that Shu Xinglan and Daoist Ren sat together.
The two chatted for a while about swordsmanship, and they seemed to share similar interests.
Shu Xinglan held his little wife, the spare sword other than the broken sword, and said solemnly: "In this world, there is nothing more important than my sword!"
The audience in the live broadcast room automatically translated his sentence into: [In this world, nothing is more important than my wife! 】
Then,
Fried chicken is served.
That domineering aroma instantly silenced the noisy yard!
Even the priests, who usually have little appetite, suddenly feel a little hungry at this time...
Xiangfeng laughed wildly: "Our little rabbit is really good!"
He picked up a big chicken leg, and handed it to Shi Yu according to Xiangjia's practice of petting cubs.
Mrs. Xiaozheng took it, a little overwhelmed by flattery, and stared at it stupidly for a while.
He sniffed it almost greedily.
It smells so good...
Another chicken leg, meet... put it in the rice bowl in front of me!
The cook, the soul of the cook, the cook has to use a pot to eat!
A life without cooking is soulless!
Daochang Ren chuckled and took out his pot.
When the two looked at each other, there was a feeling of being a hero and cherishing a hero!
——Hey, old man! It's a fight with our third child!
——Ah, it turns out that in this world, there are still people who think like the poor! This way is not alone...
As for Shu Xinglan, the hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling slightly...
But, damn it!
Miss Xiang's fried chicken, why is it so...
Inducing people to commit crimes!
In particular, the reunion at the same table has already begun to feast on, a certain bully has no image, his mouth is wide open, and half of the chicken leg is gone when he bites down.
"Kazi."
Under the crispy skin is tender and juicy chicken, the combination of the two creates a simple little happiness.
Xiangyi also used the kitchen's seasonings to prepare several kinds of sauces, such as ketchup, honey mustard sauce, sweet chili sauce, sweet and sour sauce, garlic sauce, etc., to meet everyone's needs to the greatest extent.
Hot fried chicken, dipped in full sauce, the taste is really wonderful!
Even junk food is recognized!
Delicious junk food, can it be called garbage? !
Call happy! ! !
Shu Xinglan desperately used all her self-control to resist the temptation of fried chicken, but the iced cola Xiangyi brought became the last straw that broke the camel's back...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The young man couldn't bear it any longer, he let go of the sword unconsciously, and grabbed a chicken wing! "Aww!"