The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

In the process of handling the fish, Wang Jun showed maturity and steadiness, which made people sigh at his growing up and development.

All the ingredients have been processed and set aside.

At the same time, the house was almost cleaned. After Wang Lin helped with this, she went to the kitchen and found that the water on the stove was boiling, but she couldn't reach it.

I could only run out and call Shen Yan, telling her that the water was boiling.

Shen Yan didn't hear it from a distance, but Wang Jun heard it. He just needed the boiling hot water because he needed to pluck the feathers of a chicken.

So he simply went to the kitchen, brought out some hot water, and used it to blanch the chicken.

Wang Jun held the kettle and carefully poured the boiling water into the large basin containing the chicken.

The water temperature is just right, not scalding the chicken skin, but enough to soften the chicken feathers for easy removal.

The chicken trembled slightly in the hot water, but soon calmed down, as if feeling the warmth and comfort.

Wang Jun gently stirred the chicken in the water with his hands, making sure every inch of the chicken skin was soaked in hot water.

Then he took out a small piece of soap, rubbed it into foam, and gently applied it on the chicken's body.

The bubbles floated in the hot water, emitting a faint fragrance that intertwined with the smell of the hot water and permeated the entire kitchen.

Then, Wang Jun began to pluck the chicken's feathers.

He gently pinched a chicken feather and then pulled it hard. The hair fell off one by one in the direction of his hand, revealing the white chicken skin.

This process requires patience and carefulness, and no hair can be missed, otherwise it will affect the taste during the subsequent processing.

Wang Jun's movements were clean and neat, without hesitation, as if he were an experienced chef.

While he was plucking the feathers, Shen Yan was busy processing other ingredients. Occasionally, he looked back and saw his brother working attentively, and his heart was filled with relief and emotion.

She knew that Wang Jun had grown up and was able to handle such trivial matters on his own, which made her feel extremely relieved.

Wang Jun has almost finished plucking the chicken.

He filled a cup of cold water and put it on the stove to boil.

Shen Yan felt extremely relieved when she saw her younger brothers and sisters busying themselves in an orderly manner. This was what a family was like.

What kind of relatives are stepmothers and stepsisters from her mother's side? Even her biological father, Mr. Shen, is not close to her, so how can she count on others?

Shen Yan felt that it was her luck to meet Wang Jun and his sister, just like their own brothers and sisters.

At this moment, Shen Yan thought that there was not much oil left at home, so she asked Wang Lin to go get some oil, because the oil shop in the village used rapeseed oil and only sold it to villagers.

This kind of oil is the best. It is the best oil squeezed out by the village craftsmen with craftsmanship passed down from generation to generation.

Every year during the oil-collecting season, the village is filled with a fragrant aroma. After the oil is squeezed, it is stored in large vats and can be preserved for a longer time.

If anyone in the village needs oil, they can come and buy it. It doesn’t cost much, only 5 cents for a pot of oil, and it can last for a long time.

After hearing her sister's instructions, Wang Lin happily took an empty oil bottle and ran to the oil shop in the village. She had long black and shiny hair, a bright smile, and her eyes were full of childishness and vitality.

The oil shop was not far from home, and Wang Lin arrived there quickly. As soon as she entered the door, she was attracted by the strong aroma of rapeseed oil. She looked at the large vat in the oil shop, which was filled with golden oil, like a bright golden lake, shining with an attractive luster.

A kind-hearted uncle was busy operating the oil pressing machine. When he saw Wang Lin coming in, he smiled and asked, "Xiao Lin, are you here to press oil?"

Wang Lin nodded, waving her arms and saying excitedly, "Yes! Our oil is almost used up, and my sister said she would come to get some new oil."

The uncle smiled and nodded, picked up an oil can and filled it with oil. Wang Lin looked at the full oil can, her eyes sparkling with joy. She carefully took the oil can, feeling the coolness of the can, as if she was holding a precious gift.

"Thank you, uncle!" Wang Lin thanked him happily.

The uncle smiled and touched her head, saying gently: "Xiaolin, be good, remember to tell your sister that this is the best oil in our oil shop, it is the purest and tastes the sweetest."

Wang Lin nodded, turned around and left the oil shop with joy, holding a pot full of golden oil in her hands, her heart full of satisfaction and happiness. When she returned home, she handed the oil pot to Sister Shen Yan and said happily, "Sister, I'm calling!"

On the other side, Wang Jun had already processed the chicken.

Looking at a hairless chicken, Shen Yan began to prepare ingredients for herself, starting with chopping the chicken into pieces.

Shen Yan picked up a sharp kitchen knife and easily split the processed chicken in half, then began to remove the chicken's internal organs, heart, liver and other organs. She was skilled and accurately separated each part for subsequent cooking.

Then, Shen Yan cut the remaining chicken into small pieces of uniform size to ensure even cooking and a more delicious taste. She carefully selected each piece of chicken under the knife, making sure to remove excess bones and fascia to keep the meat fresh and tender.

She plans to make two dishes with this chicken, one is spicy braised chicken, and the other is steamed poached chicken.

Shen Yan put the chopped chicken into a large bowl, added appropriate amounts of white wine, soy sauce, and ginger and garlic powder, and marinated for a while to allow the chicken to fully absorb the aroma of the seasoning, adding layers and richness to the taste.

On the stove with a blazing fire nearby, Shen Yan heated the pot, added a suitable amount of cooking oil, and when the oil was hot, put in the marinated chicken and stir-fried it until the chicken changed color and gave off an enticing aroma.

Then, she added chopped vegetables, including red pepper, green pepper, onion, etc., and stirred evenly to allow the chicken and vegetables to fully blend, adding richness of color and taste.

Shen Yan watched the ingredients in the pot tumbling and crackling from time to time, her heart filled with satisfaction and joy. She adjusted the heat to ensure that the ingredients were cooked evenly and had good color, aroma and taste.

Finally, she added appropriate amounts of chili sauce and sugar to add a hint of spiciness and sweetness. After stirring evenly, she poured in a little clear soup and simmered for a while. When the soup was thick and the ingredients were cooked, it was ready to be served.

A fragrant spicy braised chicken appeared temptingly in Shen Yan's pot, with attractive color and fragrant aroma.

She gently scooped up a spoonful, tasted it, and nodded with satisfaction. This dish would definitely bring delicious enjoyment to the whole family.

Shen Yan put the other half of the processed chicken into a wide steamer to ensure that the chicken can be evenly heated. She spread a layer of onions and ginger slices on the bottom of the pot to add fragrance and prevent the chicken from sticking to the pot.

Pour enough water into the steamer, but not higher than the chicken, to prevent the water from evaporating and splashing onto the chicken, affecting the taste. Shen Yan carefully adjusted the heat, letting the water slowly boil and forming soft steam.