Today's chicken gizzards were quite a luxury, using only those two choicest, muscular portions. These are the essence of the chicken gizzard, the part used for Oil-fried Double Crispy.
Lin Xu scooped a few into a basin. Chen Yan and Shen Baobao immediately reached out to eat them, but Lin Xu stopped them.
"You can't eat them now; wait a little longer."
Right now, the surface of the chicken gizzards was covered with fine salt grains. Eating them directly would be unbearably salty; the salt grains had to be wiped off first to enjoy their fresh and delicious taste.
After portioning them all out, he grabbed a box of kitchen paper, wiped each chicken gizzard, then fetched a clean plate, laid down a lettuce leaf, and began to arrange them on it.
Shen Baobao asked curiously, "Not going to slice them?"
Just now, when Lin Xu had stopped her from eating, she thought he was going to slice them. It turned out he was just wiping and plating them.
