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Su Xiaoxiao returned quickly, carrying the ingredients she had been given in the wooden house: free-range chicken and potatoes.

"I can only take half; the other half should go to Gu Yu, since it's our group's food."

Chen Feng glanced at the free-range chickens in the bamboo basket.

The feathers have been plucked and the internal organs have been cleaned. It is a very clean free-range chicken with slightly yellow skin and firm meat. It is obviously not the fast-grown chicken from the supermarket.

"Okay." Chen Feng took the chicken.

Then he tossed the chicken into the air.

The free-range chickens tumbled in the air.

It rose to its highest point, paused for less than 0.1 seconds, and then began to fall.

Chen Feng gripped the hilt of the knife with his right hand.

The moment the blade was drawn, a cold, silvery light exploded inside the container, like a bolt of lightning cleaving the night sky.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't see the trajectory of the blade; she could only see a ball of silvery-white light exploding, weaving, and intertwining around the chicken, like countless silver snakes dancing wildly.

Crackling sounds!

The sound of a blade cutting through the air!

As the chicken fell, it was enveloped in the flash of the knife, and each time the blade touched the chicken meat, it made a crisp sound.

Three seconds later.

The free-range chicken landed on the cutting board.

The whole free-range chicken is cut in half vertically from the middle!

The right half lay neatly on the cutting board, with a clean cut!

The left half has been split into small, evenly sized pieces!

The chicken skin was intact, the meat was not broken, and even the chicken bones were neatly cut with smooth cut surfaces and no splinters.

Su Xiaoxiao stood there in disbelief!

She had only ever seen this kind of plot on TV; she never imagined that a TV drama would become a reality!

This isn't cooking; this is martial arts!

[Chen Feng threw a chicken into the air and cleaved it in two with a knife mid-air?! He even chopped the other half into smaller pieces?!]

[Playback time! Play it back for me! I want to watch it a hundred times!]

Even in slow motion, you can't see his knife! It's too fast! The flashes of light are almost continuous!

[This isn't cooking, this is swordsmanship! Chen Feng, tell me honestly, did you escape from some martial arts film crew?]

[Chicken: My death was worthwhile! A chicken cut like this must have saved the galaxy in its past life.]

[The whole chicken was split vertically in half, and the bone cut surfaces were smooth! This means that he precisely cut along the bone joints with every stroke! This isn't just knife skill; it's anatomy!]

Chen Feng's knife skills have reached the point where he can "know how bones grow just by looking at them!" How exactly does he do that?

[I studied cooking for three years, and I can say with certainty: even my master couldn't do that! It's not a matter of technique, it's a matter of wrist strength and speed! Slicing a chicken in mid-air, without the support of a cutting board, relying entirely on the impact of the blade to split the meat and bones! This requires not only knife skills, but also terrifying arm strength, wrist strength, and reaction speed.]

Jiang Jingyan stood on the other side of the stove, looking at the chicken cut in half on the cutting board, then at Chen Feng's hand wiping the blade, and remained silent for a full three seconds.

Doesn't his hand hurt anymore?

Su Xiaoxiao finally came to her senses.

"Is this for making soup?" she asked.

"Stewed soup or spicy chicken, which would you like to eat?"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.

"I want to eat spicy chicken."

He paused, then looked at Jiang Jingyan.

"What would you like to eat, Sister Jiang?"

"Just spicy chicken."

The ingredients were brought by Su Xiaoxiao.

Jiang Jingyan wasn't picky, and besides, spicy chicken was one of her favorite dishes.

Chen Feng nodded.

Spicy chicken is a dish that looks simple but actually requires a great deal of culinary skill.

The chicken should be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the chili peppers should be fragrant but not burnt, and the numbing flavor should be sufficient but not overpowering. Every piece of chicken should be evenly coated with the aroma of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns.

Even a second's difference in cooking time will ruin the texture.

Even a one-degree difference in oil temperature will result in an unappealing color.

Chen Feng picked up the seasonings and began marinating the chicken pieces.

Cooking wine, light soy sauce, white pepper powder, salt, ginger slices, and scallion segments.

His fingers precisely pinched up the seasonings and sprinkled them into the bowl, without weighing or hesitating, relying entirely on feel.

Finally, he added an egg yolk, mixed it with his hands, and made sure each piece of chicken was coated with a thin layer of batter.

"Why add egg yolk?" Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask.

"Egg whites make the meat tough, while egg yolks make it tender," Chen Feng said as he mixed the ingredients. "Chicken pieces fried with egg yolks are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and juicy when you bite into them."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully.

After the chicken pieces were marinated, Chen Feng began preparing the chili peppers.

He opened the spice jar and took out three different kinds of dried chili peppers.

Lantern peppers are responsible for the aroma, bird's eye peppers for the spiciness, and Erjingtiao peppers for the color.

He put three kinds of chili peppers into a bowl in proportion, and also grabbed a handful of Sichuan peppercorns, both red and green.

"Does more chili peppers mean better flavor?" Jiang Jingyan asked.

"The spicier the chili peppers, the better," Chen Feng replied. "The spiciness of spicy chicken should have layers. First, you smell the aroma, then you taste the spiciness, and finally, you feel the numbing sensation. Three types of chili peppers, three different effects."

Jiang Jingyan listened very attentively.

She used to dislike any talk about cooking, but for some reason, when Chen Feng said it, she suddenly felt like listening.

Pour oil into the pot, and when the oil temperature reaches 70% of its maximum heat, Chen Feng pours the marinated chicken pieces into the pot.

It's sizzling!

The oil in the wok boiled instantly, and the diced chicken rolled in the hot oil, quickly turning golden brown.

Chen Feng gently stirred the chicken pieces with a slotted spoon to ensure they were heated evenly.

When the surface is slightly charred and the edges curl up, he takes out the chicken pieces, lets the oil temperature rise to 80% hot, and then puts them back in to fry again.

"Why blast it twice?" Su Xiaoxiao asked again.

"Fry until cooked through the first time, then fry until crispy the second time."

Chen Feng took the fried chicken pieces out and drained them in a colander.

The diced chicken is a beautiful golden color with a slightly bubbly surface, making it look incredibly crispy.

Leave some oil in the pan, then add ginger slices and minced garlic and sauté until fragrant. Then add the three kinds of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns.

The chili peppers quickly change color in the hot oil, from dark red to bright red, and the numbing aroma of Sichuan peppercorns and the scorched aroma of chili peppers mix together, exploding in the display case.

Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath. The smell was so good that she wanted to smell it for a while even though it was pungent.

Chen Feng poured the fried chicken pieces into the pot and stir-fried them quickly over high heat.

The diced chicken and chili peppers tumbled in the pot, each piece of chicken eagerly coating itself with the aroma of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns.

Chen Feng's spatula flew across the iron wok, flipping, stir-frying, tossing, and turning, his movements as fluid as a dance.

Under his control, the ingredients in the pot soared into the air, flipped over in mid-air, and then landed steadily back in the pot.

He sprinkled some roasted white sesame seeds, drizzled a few drops of Sichuan peppercorn oil, and turned off the heat.

The spicy chicken is ready.

Red chili peppers, golden chicken pieces, white sesame seeds, and green scallions.

The chicken pieces have a glossy sheen, and the aroma of charred chili peppers and numbing Sichuan peppercorns intertwine to create an irresistible complex fragrance.

Chen Feng placed the plate on the dining table and turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao and Jiang Jingyan.

"Spicy chicken, all set. You guys have a taste first."