Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Last night, several nearby businesses took the processed chickens and ducks to the restaurant. After the breakfast was sold out, Richel rubbed it with salt to remove the dirt, washed it in clean water, put it in the hot water in the pot, and scalded it. Take it out in a few seconds, put it in the pot and scald it for a few seconds, do this five or six times to force out the blood in the chicken, and finally put it in the cold well water that has just been poured to cool it down, making the skin firmer.

Add fish oil and onion and ginger slices to the hot pan and fry until fragrant. First, put the whole chicken into the pan and fry until the surface of the chicken skin is golden and peeling. watermelon juice instead of sugar.

The sweetness of fruit juice is far inferior to that of white sugar. Richel tasted the sauce, and it tasted pretty good. You could still taste a little bit of sweetness, which neutralized the saltiness in the soy sauce.

Take a large spoon and pour the sauce on the chicken over and over again. It's almost done. Cover the lid and let it sit for half an hour. Turn the chicken over. The surface of the chicken immersed in the sauce has turned reddish brown. Scoop up the sauce Drizzle the juice several times, cover the pot again and simmer for half an hour, and when it comes out of the pot again, it is almost ready.

When Richer finished the chickens and ducks, it was time for lunch.

A few families from next door happened to come over together, and they were a little nervous, not knowing how well the ingredients were made.

Richel came out with a tray and gave them the prepared ingredients.

"Scallion chicken in soy sauce, your beer duck, and these two servings are braised duck pieces." The braised duck is only chopped into four or five large duck pieces, and you can tell that it is a whole duck by simply putting it together , Don’t worry about the restaurant getting greedy for a few pieces of meat.

The four families didn't speak, they kept looking at the chicken and duck in front of them, they couldn't believe that the chicken tasted like this.

At meal time, some regular customers came to eat one after another. Now people in the next two or three blocks know that there is a delicious restaurant in this alley. The dishes in it are the most novel, and the taste is much better than other restaurants. , so I will come and sit for a while when I have time.They smelled this fragrance just after entering the door today, and walked to that table curiously.

"This meat looks delicious." Just smelling the smell, I couldn't help swallowing.

The wife of the gardener next to me picked up a piece of chicken with her hands and tore off a bite of the meat. The skin of the chicken was flexible and chewy, and the more she chewed, the more it smelled of sauce. The salty smell was slightly sweet, the taste was rich, and the chicken was soft and tender. After eating the juice, I couldn't help but suck the taste in the bones, and I wanted to chew the bones into my stomach together.

"I have been praying that I will be lucky enough to enjoy this incomparable delicacy after my death." She was very pleasantly surprised, and signaled to other restaurants to try it with confidence, "There is no strange smell, I really want to tie this little boss to my kitchen Li." After speaking, he readily paid the rest of the money.

She has also made chicken at her own home before, but after roasting, there will be a smell of chicken, which is not so strong compared with duck and fish.

But without seasoning, salt alone cannot cover it.If it is left to cook for a period of time, the taste will be more intense. It is better to marinate or smoke it. You can cut a little and put it in the pot to cook anytime and anywhere. It is also easy to preserve and has no peculiar smell.

She never thought that the chicken would be so tender.

Richer brought out the fried dumplings and noodles they ordered, and saw that half of the lobby was discussing this method, and many people were willing to order a try.

But seeing the processing price list, it is a little difficult to accept.

"95 copper coins, just for processing?" Many people hesitated.

The family next door to the restaurant happily took away some pieces, and the smell was still in the lobby for a long time, and some people couldn't help but be moved.

On the second day of the promotional exhibition of processed meat, Richel had 7 chickens and ducks that he needed to process.In the next few days, the number began to increase slowly.

But still not enough.

After opening the restaurant for more than half a year, only people in this block and two or three blocks next door know the existence of their restaurant.

There are many restaurants nearby, and the food is similar, and outsiders know that the food in Geli Street is delicious.But I don't know which one is the most authentic and unique.

They need publicity. Just when other companies don't know how to make soy sauce and seasoning, they can use the signboard of meat processing to make a good publicity.

But how to promote it?

Richel looked at Adrian.

"Honey, why do you feel a little cold when you look at me like this?"

Richer hooked his fingers at him.

"Why don't you draw [-] leaflets first?" Richel suggested "friendlyly", "The eight tentacles are just in use." This is the advantage of having more hands and feet.

Adrian shook his head quickly, retracted the tentacles under his body, and grabbed Chelsea, "Use magic quickly."

"I am a dreamer, not a painter." How many times does she need to emphasize this.

Richel's eyes lit up, his face was full of smiles, and he took Chelsea's hand and said kindly: "Beauty..."

"vomit……"

Mung Bean's eyes flashed a gleam of nuclear explosion, and then disappeared immediately.

Can't beat it, no way.

But why even Lesney turned his head?

Feeling the chill in the skull, the skeleton rattled off a layer of ash and shrank into a dark corner.

"Beauty, can you, by the way, insert a small advertisement when poaching other people's dreams at night?" Richel smiled, showing his eight big white teeth.

"what?"

That night, they went up to the sleeping steward and groom of the lord's house, and down to the beggars and farmers outside the city.Except for the undead and corpses who cannot dream, everyone dreamed of the same scene.

A cloud of white mist dissipated, and two lanterns with light yellow candlelight appeared in the dream. In the middle of the lanterns, there was a signboard called "Hotel Restaurant". A small black-haired man and a humanoid octopus jumped grass at the door skirt dance.

"I don't accept gifts for this year's festival..."

"No gifts, no gifts."

"I only accept soy sauce chicken as a gift."

"Soy sauce chicken, soy sauce chicken."

"Wait." The humanoid octopus said speechlessly, "Which race and age song is this, why is it so strange?"

"Want another one?" Richel thought for a while, "You love me and I love you, soy sauce chicken in hotels and restaurants."

"You love me and I love you. I can't get tired of eating in hotels and restaurants."

"You love me, I love you."

"You love me and I love you. Hotels and restaurants welcome you."

"I will never listen to your advice and wear this crap again... Soy Sauce Chicken Soy Sauce Chicken..." Adrian's eight arms and legs were flushed.

"I don't accept gifts for this year's festival..."

……

When I woke up the next morning, the whole city was brainwashed by these two songs.

A fisherman by the sea got up and asked his wife who was mending fishing nets outside the yard, "Last night I seemed to dream of two fools dancing all night."

"me too."

"Is the upper body naked, and there is only a circle of thatch around the bottom?" The noble lady asked the maid beside her in a low voice with a red face and a fan covering her face.

"Yes."

"It's a restaurant." The blood race said contemptuously, "What kind of chicken is it selling? How can it be delicious without 'blood'?"

"The chicken is desecrating my soul." The monk cried, "I am not pure anymore, and I dream of eating roast chicken."

"This kind of dream must have been disturbed by evil forces." The executive officer of the city hall said angrily, "Issuing an order, the whole city will find that place called 'Hotel Restaurant'."

The subordinates put their palms on their hearts, and should be respectful.

After get off work, the executive who walked out of the office couldn't help but hum, "You love me, I love you, soy sauce chicken in hotels and restaurants."

Singing and singing, the body unconsciously twisted like the person in the dream.

The attendants and grooms waiting by the carriage looked at him in astonishment.

"Ahem, what are you looking at, be serious!" The executive immediately put on a straight face and got into the carriage.

"Soy sauce chicken in hotels and restaurants." Outside the carriage, the groom couldn't help humming in a low voice.

One word spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and all the people in the city knew about the hotel and restaurant on Drishers Lane in Gerry Street.

They couldn't help wondering what kind of store this was.

Until they came to the door of the restaurant, they saw a group of people holding two sticks and clamping long strips.

"what is this?"

"Can you eat this?"

"Don't the inferior people eat with their hands?"

"What popular way of eating is this?"

"It smells so good, what is that?" A group of people looked over.

"Get out of the way, I am under the order of the administrator of Liberty City to arrest those who abuse black magic... What is this?"

Before they finished speaking, the people who had just squeezed in were attracted by the freshly baked poached chicken on the counter.

The golden and dazzling chicken skin, the white and tender chicken, the finely chopped green onion sprinkled on the top, and the reddish-brown sauce gathered in the plate made them all swallow a big mouthful of water.

"This scent..."

"If necessary, please..." Richel looked at the appointment form, "Please make an appointment three months later, is that okay? You can only make thirty at most per day, and you can't be busy if you have too many."

He nodded.

A person next to him reminded: "Master Spike, we are here to arrest people, not to order food."

"Are you questioning my words?"

"No, I'm relieved, boss, I want to make an appointment too!" The subordinate immediately said.

"Me too."

Chelsea took the little book and made a note of it for them.

The new guests came in to join in the fun, and after the people in the city hall left, they also dispersed.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a row of kitchen knives hung by his ears, neatly arranged on the stone floor at the door.

Several people looked back involuntarily, and Chelsea looked at them blankly: "What do you eat?"

They stretched out their fingers tremblingly, pointing casually at the wooden sign above the counter, not knowing what they were ordering.

"Sit there." Chelsea nodded her chin towards the newly vacated seat.

A few people walked over, doing everything right.

"You guys, it looks like you're new here."

They looked back, and there was a dragon sitting on the table next to him. His fat buttocks could hardly sit on a stool, so the stool was too thin to support his body. He babbled and protested, and his long tail could only be wronged. The ground huddled in the air and sat there using two sticks with a high degree of difficulty.

"The first rule when entering this store is that you must order something, even if it's just a copper coin. Otherwise, no matter who you are, you will definitely be beaten.

Just get used to it in the future, and she will never treat you like this again.Because you have eaten once, and then you enter this store, you must want to order food. "

"It's forced consumption."

"The shop should be reported to the town hall."

"The last time the treasure hunter who yelled at her like this has already been beaten to Igna's pharmacy and drank the swamp water for half a year."

Several people's faces changed.

"For a few copper coins, you can eat delicacies that you have never experienced in other places, please be content." The dragon clan said in a deep voice, "The owner of this store is simply the gospel of my appetite. At the same time, Tempted me like a devil to keep wallowing in the original sin of gluttony."

Several people felt that what he said was too exaggerated.

After this meal, go to the city hall.

A few bowls of noodles and fried dumplings were served, and everyone was about to grab them with their hands, only to hear the Longzu at the next table say again, "Use chopsticks—even if you take out two wooden sticks, I don't know why the two wooden sticks are called so. Weird name, but it really works, and it clips everything."

They couldn't figure out how to hold the chopsticks for a long time, so they might as well grab it with their hands directly.But within two mouthfuls, the whole hand was covered with sauce, and I was really reluctant to lose such a delicious thing.

At this time, a person approached their table.

Adrian put the promotional paper among them, and said seductively: "The second chopsticks training class will start next month. Would you like to try to participate? Excellent students can win a piece of candy."

Screaming white-feathered seagulls hovered in the sky, and their pirate ship was riding the wind and waves, shuttling through the sea.