After Gan Lan finished drawing the winners for the garlic eggplant, she started making the fried chicken legs.
"Now we’re going to start making fried chicken legs. We made Spicy Fried Crab earlier, and now we’re going to make spicy fried chicken legs.
"Since I couldn’t find breadcrumbs as an ingredient on the Star Network, I’m going to make them on the spot. We’ll need them for frying other things in the future. You can make them along with me because it’s very simple, and we’ll be using them often!"
I’m Here to Learn: [When I hear the streamer say something is simple, it’s definitely not going to be simple at all. Sigh!]
One Bite One Grilled Shrimp: [I’ve been tricked by the streamer so many times. I refuse to believe her version of ’simple’ is actually simple.]
Gan Lan was speechless. It really was simple, though.
"These are the scraps left over from when I made the Wolf King earlier." Gan Lan held up a bag of bread. Before freezing it, she had already peeled off the yellow crust, leaving only the white part.
"Take the prepared bread, remove the crust, and freeze it directly for about two hours to let it harden. Once it breaks easily when you snap it, it’s ready." Gan Lan rubbed the breadcrumbs together, pinching a little bit to show the audience clearly.
"Crush the rest of it, then use a rolling pin to roll directly over it until the crumbs are even. And just like that, the breadcrumbs are done!" Gan Lan said proudly. "Isn’t it super simple!"
Moonlit Grace: [It looks simple enough, but making the cake isn’t simple at all!]
Love Ugly Shellfish, Love Kale: [I feel like I’m being teased by my junior! And to think I love her so much that I even put her name in my username!]
The green of the Qingtuan is really beautiful: [Is my problem that I don’t know how to make breadcrumbs? My problem is that I don’t have the bread!]
Gan Lan remained expressionless. She really had forgotten about this detail. These people... they couldn’t even make bread, let alone breadcrumbs.
She had no choice but to change the subject. "Then let’s start making the fried chicken legs."
She cracked a suitable amount of eggs into a bowl, whisked them evenly, and set it aside for later use.
Coating the surface of the marinated chicken legs with a layer of cornstarch, she shook off the excess dry powder. She then covered the starch-coated chicken legs entirely in the egg wash, rolled them in the breadcrumbs, and gently pressed down with her hands to help the crumbs adhere to the meat.
Gan Lan coated twenty of them first, then let her two apprentices handle the rest. The roasted eggplants they had prepared were still in the oven.
Heating up a pan and pouring in oil, she waited until it smoked slightly before turning the heat down to low. She gently slid the chicken legs in along the side of the pan and fried them slowly, flipping them continuously. Once the chicken legs were fully cooked and their surfaces had turned a light golden color, she scooped them out, drained the oil, and set them aside to cool. Then, she continued frying the remaining breaded chicken legs.
Preparing another clean pan, she heated it, added oil, and fried the cooked, cooled chicken legs a second time. The heat could be a bit higher for this step. She fried them until their surfaces were a rich golden-brown. This second round of frying would make the skin of the chicken legs even crispier.
Taking the chicken legs out to drain, she used oil-absorbing paper to soak up the excess grease on the surface.
Spicy Fried Crab is the Most Fragrant: [AHHH, I’m in love with these fried chicken legs! I almost abandoned my fried crab. It smells so, so good!]
Pig Trotters are True Love: [As a carnivore, I have to say these chicken legs are absolutely incredible! I could eat a massive plate of them all by myself!]
"Alright, let’s try the fried chicken legs." Gan Lan poured a small dish of ketchup and set it aside. "You can dip it in ketchup when you eat it. It’s sweet and sour, which is very tasty, but it’s also great on its own."
The sweet and sour ketchup paired with the savory, aromatic chicken meat was perfection. With one bite, the skin was crispy and the meat tender and juicy. The savory grease burst in the mouth, and that irresistible fragrance unique to fried food rushed straight to the brain. Washed down with a bowl of grass jelly, happiness was probably nothing more than this.
Roast Meat Bibimbap: [I’ve decided! This chicken leg is my true love! It’s too, too wonderful!]
Feiran: [Junior, I want to eat this ^^]
Handsome Mingyu: [Junior! I want to eat it! BOOHOO, why is everything so delicious? I can’t even choose anymore. I’m drawn in by your food every single day. I haven’t even been streaming myself lately!]
I am Huanhuan: [Is the streamer trying to kill us with cravings? Even though there’s digitized food to eat, I just feel completely starved and empty after eating the data.]
Gan Lan ate two fried chicken legs and half a bowl of grass jelly, finally feeling full.
She called over her two apprentices, who were still working hard at frying, telling them to eat a few chicken legs and take a break while she took over the frying duties.
"Now, let’s start the raffle. One hundred chicken legs, one hundred spots. Even though it’s a bit few, it’s the thought that counts." Gan Lan flipped the chicken legs with her hands, her mouth never stopping as she announced the giveaway.
In Love with Lamb Skewers: [I just want to be drawn once! Just once! I love fried chicken legs!]
My Nose is Blind: [This streamer is so overpowered. What kind of divine delicacies is she making?! A newbie like me wants to win!!]
System Notification: [Congratulations to Selling My Soul, My Love Has Arrived, Braised Chicken Legs Are the Best, and other lucky viewers—one hundred in total—for winning a portion of the food gifted by the streamer. Please privately message the streamer with your address.]
Braised Chicken Legs Are the Best: [HAHAHA, I actually won a chicken leg with a chicken leg username, HAHAHA! Junior, I love you! I’m dying of excitement, HAHA.]
Roast Meat Bibimbap: [If I had known, I would have changed my name to chicken legs too. BOOHOO, I regret it so much!]
"The chicken legs have all been dispatched. We’re going to go set up our stall now. It feels like it’s been ages since we set up shop." Gan Lan told her two apprentices to head back first and return tomorrow. She packed a portion of chicken legs, eggplant, and grass jelly for each of them and handed it over.
"Thanks for your hard work today. This is your dinner. The eggplants you roasted were delicious." Gan Lan had tasted the garlic roasted eggplants made by Su Wanying and Cheng Haozhen earlier, and they were quite good, proving that these two were very talented.
Moreover, half of the chicken legs had been fried by them. Although there were a few minor flaws, they were completely negligible. After Gan Lan taught them a few times, their comprehension proved to be excellent, and they picked it up very quickly. Gan Lan was extremely satisfied with this.
"There’s no need. I’m already full, and it wasn’t hard work at all. I even learned a new recipe. How could I accept these things on top of that?" Su Wanying gently pushed back the temperature-controlled box Gan Lan handed her, declining tactfully.
"I’m also full, thank you," Cheng Haozhen nodded and said expressionlessly, walking straight past Gan Lan and heading out.
He actually really wanted to accept it, but he felt that he had done too little and received too much. Just today alone, he had learned a great deal and benefited immensely.
Helpless, Gan Lan had no choice but to let them be. "Come back at the same time tomorrow. Make sure you remember; I won’t send a message to remind you."
Braised Pork Trotters Are My Favorite: [Yeah, yeah! If they’re full and don’t want it, Junior, you can give it to me! I’m not full, I want to eat it, I want to eat it!]
Tree-Shaded Canopy: [This newbie wants some too! Streamer, look at me!]
Gan Lan read the comments and laughed, gently turning them down. "Then I’ll just save these two portions for my breakfast tomorrow."
When Gan Lan was dispatching the chicken legs earlier, she had already couriered the portions belonging to her friends. For those at the same school, she directly called robots to deliver them. The dean and her mentors were not left out, either.
It seemed that whenever she cooked in the future, she would have to make at least a dozen extra portions. But since they were her backers and benefactors, it was truly a sweet burden.
Although setting up her stall didn’t make much money nowadays, it had become a habit. Without it, she always felt like something was missing.