As soon as the chicken was dipped into the hot oil, the fragrance instantly spread.
Moreover, the fragrance of the fried chicken was even stronger than the roast chicken he made that day.
The Phoenixes who came and went at the door were a little uneasy.
Initially, they were just looking around Huang Yueli's courtyard and after taking a few glances, they hurriedly left.
At this moment, they had already forgotten that they were peeping. A few of them even stood at the door and could not move their legs.
Huang Yueli saw this and laughed secretly in her heart.
Ever since she raised little Wang Cai, she discovered that the Phoenix Clan should like to eat it very much. It was just that they did not know how to cook it.
Now, it seemed that her guess was right.
In the oil pan, the chicken drumsticks were slowly dyed with a golden color, looking extremely fragrant and crispy.
