Chapter 238: Chapter 82: 9-Flavor Imperial Concubine Chicken (Part 2)
At the moment Du Xixi revealed her true identity, all the sudden nervousness she felt before vanished into thin air. She didn’t look up to see the feedback on the bullet screen, as she could somewhat guess everyone’s shock.
She glanced at the yellow-feathered hen in her hands, which was quietly curled up as if it already knew its doomed fate, and her mood became exceptionally good. Her voice carried a hint of lightness and carefree joy: "Nine-flavored Imperial Concubine Chicken, a dish from the Xiang cuisine of Blue Star, is brightly red in color, with tender and crispy chicken. It’s spicy, aromatic, fresh, and delicious."
Du Xixi grabbed the chicken’s head with one hand, and amidst its soft clucking, she swiftly slit its throat. None of the chicken’s blood was wasted; Du Xixi had 2569 collect it in a large bowl below.
Once the chicken blood congeals, it can also be made into spicy chicken blood soup, tender and smooth, and it’s quite fitting to eat it alongside the equally spicy and delicious Nine-flavored Imperial Concubine Chicken.
While Du Xixi’s mind wandered about making reasonable use of the chicken blood, she still responsibly explained out loud: "In my opinion, the true deliciousness of the Nine-flavored Imperial Concubine Chicken lies in its crispy skin, achieved through multiple frying, while the chicken inside remains tender and smooth."
As she spoke, Du Xixi efficiently gave the poor chicken a "feather-removal" hot water bath. Seeing the pinkish chicken body appear in her sight, she promptly took a kitchen knife to open its belly and remove its innards.
"Actually, chicken giblets are very tasty. Personally, I love them made into a thick soup, mixed with rice and eaten in large spoonfuls while hot. It’s especially comforting." Talking about her eating preferences, Du Xixi became more down-to-earth, and the fans, who had been reserved due to her identity, now let loose joyfully.
[——The Madam is so beautiful... heart heart~
——What are chicken giblets? Are they those dirty-looking blood clots? They don’t seem very appetizing...
——But as long as Madam says it’s delicious! Then it must be delicious!
...
——Wow, Madam’s action of killing the chicken was so swift! I think even the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau sent by the Empire to our planet recently weren’t this straightforward!
——Swipe swipe swipe! How few times did Madam use the knife before cleaning it up? Amazing!
——She’s truly worthy of being the Marshal’s Wife who matches Marshal! Impressive!
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The cleaned chicken was placed on the cutting board by Du Xixi. She compared it with the knife she used to open it. In almost a blink, the knife that was held above her head was brought down.
In a flash of the knife, the chicken was chopped in half, and with a couple more decisive and forceful chops, Du Xixi divided the halved chicken into evenly sized pieces.
Du Xixi placed the chicken head, wings, and feet separately on a plate, sprinkled them with salt granules, and carefully rubbed them in, then marinated them for a short time.
"2569, serve a bowl of chicken soup." Du Xixi was gathering the chicken pieces on a clean plate, she instructed 2569, who came in with her, without looking up. 2569 responded promptly, and soon a bowl of clear and pristine chicken soup was placed by Du Xixi’s hand.
The chicken soup had been previously simmered by Du Xixi and was still steaming, at its most flavorful.
Into the chicken soup, she added chili paste, vinegar, sugar, MSG, sesame oil, chopped green onions, salt, and cornstarch. The resulting sauce from this mixture was the flavor essence of the Nine-flavored Imperial Concubine Chicken, with its distinct layered taste, it allows one to savor the freshness of the chicken meat even better.
In the preheated electric pot, she poured in most of the oil mixture, with the chicken pieces going in first for frying. As the oil bubbles surged, a slotted spoon moved rhythmically, and when Du Xixi retrieved the half-cooked chicken pieces, the slightly salted chicken head, wings, and feet followed into the pot.
Once the chicken head, wings, and feet turned into a golden brown in the oil, Du Xixi quickly scooped them out of the hot pot. At this time, quite a bit of moisture from the chicken had seeped into the hot oil. Du Xixi was not in a hurry, waiting for the moisture to evaporate and the glossy oil color to reappear before she returned all the half-cooked chicken pieces to the pot.
This was the double frying of the chicken pieces.
The process of Du Xixi creating the dish was undoubtedly delightful to watch. Her slender hands held the wooden spatula, like fine white jade encountering an ancient wooden bell, even just holding still could captivate everyone’s gaze for quite a while.