Xiao Yi sat at the dining table, his eyes fixed on the plate of poached chicken in front of him that he had carefully prepared, his eyes full of anticipation and impatience.
He slowly extended his chopsticks and picked up a piece of golden, crispy-skinned, tender chicken. The moment the chicken touched his tongue, a smile of immense satisfaction spread across his face.
As you bite down, the first thing you feel is the crispy chicken skin, a crunching sound that sounds like a beautiful prelude. Then, the tender chicken meat unravels between your teeth, delicate and springy, each fiber brimming with the meat's own delicious juices, without a single drop of fluid.
The original flavor of the chicken was released in his mouth, pure and fresh, as if carrying the fragrance of the fields and the warmth of the sun. He chewed it carefully, savoring the perfect balance of saltiness and sweetness. Every swallow was like a wonderful enjoyment, letting his body and mind immerse in this delicious taste.
Xiao Yi closed his eyes and felt the pleasure brought by this delicious food. The satisfaction came not only from the enjoyment of the taste buds, but also from the affirmation and intoxication of the fruits of his hard work.
A soft "hmm" sound emanated from his throat, a satisfaction that could not be expressed in words. Every bite of chicken he swallowed was like a deep embrace of happiness, making him forget all his worries and fatigue.
For Xiao Yi, this plate of white-cut chicken is not just a delicacy, but also a kind of spiritual comfort and love for life. He immersed himself in this delicious world, enjoying this moment of tranquility and satisfaction, as if time had stopped for this delicacy.
Xiao Yi stood in front of the stove in the kitchen, preparing to make sugar-coated rice cakes by himself.
He first poured the glutinous rice flour into a large bowl, slowly added warm water, and stirred it constantly with his hands. After a while, the glutinous rice flour turned into a soft dough. Xiao Yi put the dough on the chopping board and kneaded it repeatedly until the dough was smooth and elastic.
Then, he divided the dough into small, even pieces, rolled them into balls, and arranged them neatly aside.
Xiao Yi lit the stove and poured a suitable amount of cooking oil into the pot. As the oil gradually heated up and began to emit small bubbles, he carefully added a few pieces of brown sugar and gently stirred it with a spatula, allowing the brown sugar to slowly melt in the hot oil. Soon, the oil in the pot turned an attractive reddish-brown color and exuded a sweet aroma.
At this time, Xiao Yi put the rolled glutinous rice balls into the pot one by one. As soon as the glutinous rice balls entered the pot, they made a "sizzling" sound and splashed with oil. Xiao Yi was not in a hurry. He used a spatula to gently stir the glutinous rice balls so that they were evenly coated with sugar oil.
As time went by, the surface of the glutinous rice balls gradually became golden and crispy, and the color became darker and darker. Xiao Yi controlled the heat, letting the glutinous rice balls roll slowly in the pot, ensuring that every part was fried just right.
Soon, a pot of attractively colored and fragrant sugar-coated glutinous rice cakes was ready. Xiao Yi scooped them out with a slotted spoon and placed them on a plate. The glutinous rice cakes were still steaming from the pot, their surface glistening with oil. The aroma of brown sugar and the fragrance of glutinous rice intertwined, making one's mouth water.
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