Meg continued to cook and then refine the dish. Throughout the process, he maintained a serious attitude, completely unaffected by the system's vicious comments.
"Amy will definitely love this braised chicken. She'll be able to eat a lot of meat," Meg thought to himself, and his movements became even smoother.
As the days passed, Meg's expression became calmer and calmer. He held the spoon in one hand and the pot in the other, and it was as if he had become one with them. His movements were smooth and harmonious.
Mag turned off the heat and took the dish out of the pot. A bowl of glowing golden yellow braised chicken and rice was placed on the counter with a relaxed expression. He then scooped out a bowl of moonlight fragrant rice, and placed it beside him with a smile as he asked, "What about this time, system?"
The golden chicken was evenly colored, and there were no blemishes on the surface. The potatoes were cooked but didn't fall apart. The lettuce was still green, and the red and green peppers were embellished. The golden-red soup reflected the light, and it didn't feel greasy at all.
The rich aroma of chicken and shiitake mushrooms wafted through the air. Just looking at it made one want to salivate.
"According to the host's original request for Braised Chicken and Rice, three points were determined:
"First grade soup, bright red in color, mellow in texture, rich in flavor, oily but not greasy, and rich in aftertaste — achieved!
"Second grade meat, golden in color, smooth and tender in texture, fresh and fragrant in texture — achieved!
"Third grade rice, rich in aroma, chewy and sweet in texture — achieved!
All three requirements have been met. Congratulations to the host for successfully learning how to make Braised Chicken and Rice. Mission accomplished! "the system's voice sounded.
"That's all there is to it." Meg pursed his lips, and a sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. Although he felt that the system had left something unsaid, he didn't take it to heart. He glanced at the time on the wall and saw that 80 days had already passed. As expected, the pursuit of perfection in detail was the most time-consuming and exhausting.
"The host has 10 minutes to taste this Braised Chicken and Rice. After 10 minutes, the host will be sent out of the test field for the God of Cookery," the system's voice sounded again.
"Hmm? Why is it so good this time? " Meg raised an eyebrow in surprise. In the past, he had always asked the system to give him some time to eat. He didn't expect that the system would take the initiative to let Meg sit down and eat slowly this time.
The system did not reply. It was silent.
"Alright, I've worked so hard to make this perfect braised chicken, so of course I should try the first serving myself." Meg murmured to himself. He took a spoon and a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard at the side and picked up a piece of chicken. The evenly cut chicken could perfectly absorb the taste of the seasoning and broth. The golden surface was dyed with a layer of bright red broth. He slowly put it into his mouth.
As soon as it entered his mouth, Meg's eyes lit up. The broth wrapped around the chicken pieces contained the rich fragrance of chicken soup and mushrooms. The wonderful taste made his taste buds, which had been silent for a long time, welcome a carnival in an instant. It was as if he was suddenly trapped in the chicken soup and mushrooms, unable to extricate himself.
He gently bit into the chicken meat. The meat was incomparably fresh and tender. It was a bit more chewy than the cooked braised meat, but it didn't seem to be overripe at all. The taste of seasoning and shiitake mushrooms had perfectly seeped into the meat, and the fresh taste had reached a new level. After swallowing, the fragrance lingered in his mouth.
"The taste is unparalleled, the texture is excellent, top grade!" Meg's eyes lit up as he looked at the braised chicken in front of him. Although it was made by him, he couldn't help but praise it.
He picked up the spoon with his left hand and drank a spoonful of broth. The fragrance of the chicken soup was enhanced to the extreme by the top-grade shiitake mushrooms. He felt as if all the pores on his body had opened up, and a warm feeling nourished his whole body.
Lastly, he scooped up a spoonful of rice. Every grain of rice had a small moon in it, and it emitted a faint fragrance. When he put it into his mouth, the texture was somewhat chewy. After biting into the small moon, the fragrance became even more rich, and the more he chewed, the sweeter and sweeter it became. The texture was superb!
"It's simply too delicious!" With chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, Meg couldn't stop eating. The taste of the side dishes was also superb, especially the shiitake mushrooms. After fully absorbing the chicken soup, the taste was smooth and refreshing, and the fragrance spread throughout his body.
After finishing half a bowl of rice, Meg picked up the earthenware bowl and poured half of the broth into the rice bowl. After mixing it evenly, it turned into a soup of rice.
After swallowing a spoonful, he felt as if he had seen the true meaning of life. This was the correct way to cook braised chicken and rice!
After finishing one bowl, Meg refilled another bowl of rice. Only when both bowls were completely empty did he put down the spoon and chopsticks in his hand with a satisfied expression, and burped with satisfaction.
Light flashed, and Meg was pushed out of the test field for the God of Cookery. However, on this occasion, Meg didn't open his eyes. Instead, he chose to go back to sleep. He was simply too satisfied with this bowl of braised chicken and rice.
The next day, Meg was awakened by the alarm clock. He reached out to turn off the alarm clock, and Meg sat up with a refreshed expression. He took a glance at Amy, who was still sleeping, and then his gaze fell on Ugly Duckling, who was holding onto the edge of the bed with all its might to prevent itself from falling.
So this little guy falls down like this every day? A hint of confusion appeared on Meg's face.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling turned to Meg for help, but it only let out one cry before it fell to the ground with a thump. It lay on its back and looked up at the sky in a feeble manner.
"Why don't you make a little bed for yourself?" Meg got up from the bed and picked up Ugly Duckling with a smile. This little guy was kicked off the bed by Amy every day, and it was indeed quite pitiful.
Ugly Duckling looked at Amy, then at Meg, and hesitated momentarily with a conflicted expression. In the end, it shook its head and pointed at Amy with its little paw. "Meow ~" It opened its mouth and meowed twice.
"Alright, this is your decision." Meg gave a resigned smile, but he was still quite touched by Ugly Duckling's decision.
Amy had tortured it thousands of times, but it still treated her the same way it had when it first met her.
He placed Ugly Duckling beside Amy, and Amy rolled over and hugged it in a very natural manner as she murmured, "Ugly Duckling, where did you go …?"
Ugly Duckling licked her little hand and found a comfortable position to lie down in before closing its eyes and going back to sleep.
Meg covered the two little guys with a blanket before carefully grabbing a clean set of clothes and going to wash up. He couldn't forget the delicious braised chicken and rice from the day before, so he naturally had to try it again today. After all, he had promised Amy that he would make her a delicious dish with a lot of meat.
Thinking about how happy the two little guys would be as they ate the braised chicken, Meg's mood also became very good. He made his way downstairs to the kitchen, but his footsteps suddenly stopped at the entrance of the kitchen.
"System, did you forget something?" Meg asked as he looked at the lonely Chinese kitchen knife on the knife rack and the stove, which was identical to the one from last night.
"No," the system replied calmly.
"Then where's my knife? Where's my pot? Where's my chicken drumstick? "Meg opened the refrigerator door, but there was no chicken drumstick in it.
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