The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 4 Yes, this is the taste!

"Lettuce with oyster sauce, done!"

With a shout, Qin Lang poured the steaming garlic and oyster sauce from the pot onto the lettuce that had already been arranged on the plate.

The brown, slightly thick sauce is coated with bits of minced garlic, which enhances the color of the green lettuce.

The unique fragrance of lettuce mixed with the fresh aroma of oyster sauce in the sauce gives the smell a richer sense of layering.

Picking up a piece of lettuce with chopsticks and putting it into his mouth, Qin Lang nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, my cooking skills haven't deteriorated."

This was the first time he cooked by himself since he traveled through time. Because this body was much thinner than that in his previous life, Qin Lang cooked dishes that were not so troublesome and did not experience any discomfort.

But if you want to make more complicated dishes, it will probably take some time.

Putting the lettuce with oyster sauce aside, Qin Lang turned his attention to the beef stew with potatoes that was stewing on another stove.

The soup that originally covered the potatoes and beef had now mostly evaporated due to the long period of slow cooking.

The stewed potatoes and beef were exposed, and the interweaving of light brown and dark brown looked particularly tempting under the misty heat.

A pure and overbearing aroma of beef mixed with the scent of potatoes rushed into Qin Lang's nostrils. He took a greedy breath, and a look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on his face.

The heat is almost done.

After scooping up a little soup with a spatula and tasting it, add salt, MSG, etc. for final seasoning, and remove from the pot after further reducing the juice.

Qin Lang scooped a large bowl of rice from the rice cooker and couldn't wait to pick up a potato, blew on it and put it into his mouth.

The potatoes that have been stewed for a long time do not break when picked up, but you can feel a distinct powdery feeling as soon as you put them in your mouth.

With just a sip, the potatoes melt in your mouth, leaving behind only the pure potato aroma and the salty and fresh taste of the beef in the soup.

The salty and fresh taste lingering in his mouth made Qin Lang unable to help but take a mouthful of rice. As he chewed the rice, a hint of sweetness gradually emerged from the rice aroma, which elevated the salty and fresh taste lingering in his mouth to a higher level.

"Delicious!" Qin Lang sighed in the simplest way, "It's worthy of being made by me."

After a sigh, he immediately attacked the beef.

After being stewed for a long time, the beef takes on an attractive dark brown color. When you pick it up, you can clearly see the texture of the beef at the cross section, and you can see the soup deep in these opened textures.

Before even taking a bite, you can imagine the amazing feeling of juicy food bursting out in one gulp.

The next second after putting it into his mouth, Qin Lang's eyes lit up.

The completely soft beef is very easy to chew, and it can be completely separated along the texture with just a slight chew. The soup absorbed in the gaps between the meat texture will also flow into your mouth.

The pure and fresh flavor of beef, combined with various spices, is like a symphony played by different instruments, playing colorfully in your mouth.

After finishing a bite, Qin Lang remained silent. He quickly took a mouthful of rice and then picked up a piece of lettuce with oyster sauce...

Work hard!
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"Hiccup~"

After a burp, Qin Lang looked at the two empty plates on the dining table.

There was still some soup left on the plate of lettuce with oyster sauce, but there was no soup left in the big bowl of beef stew with potatoes.

Qin Lang simply poured a little of the soup from the bowl into the rice and ate it. The taste...

Just eat it, and don't say a word.

"It's time to wash the dishes." Qin Lang burped again, slowly stood up and began to clean up the mess. "When I have money in the future, I must buy a dishwasher."

What kind of bowl is that? It's so shameless that I, a first-class chef, have to wash it myself!

Just as he put the dishes in the kitchen sink, there was a sudden rapid knock on the door. Qin Lang's hand, which was pressing on the faucet to turn it on, paused for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the door.

When I opened the door, a familiar face appeared outside.

"Grandpa Zhao?" Qin Lang was a little surprised. "You..."

"What happened to your face?"

"Ah, this..." Zhao Chuan touched a new red mark on his face, hissed, and said awkwardly, "I bumped into something, accidentally." "Then you have to be more careful next time." Qin Lang said seriously.

"Ahaha, let's not talk about this." Zhao Chuan quickly changed the subject, "I suddenly remembered that I have rented this house to you for many years."

"Some of the old furniture may not be very useful now, so I came here to help you repair it."

As he spoke, Zhao Chuan twisted his body and passed by Qin Lang with an agility that was not in line with his age, and entered Qin Lang's home.

"Go somewhere else and see if there's anything that needs repairing. I'll help you check the kitchen."

As he spoke, Zhao Chuan strode towards the kitchen.

Ah this...

Qin Lang scratched his head.

Are all landlords nowadays so kind?
Okay, he went to the room to pack up his personal belongings first.

"tread--"

Zhao Chuan stood at the kitchen door and stopped suddenly.

A familiar, richer aroma of stewed beef with potatoes overbearingly rushed into his nostrils, making him feel dazed.

Yes, this is the taste!

The last trace of doubt that existed in my heart disappeared at this moment.

Zhao Chuan greedily inhaled the air, a look of obvious regret appearing on his face.

Want to eat…

It’s a pity that I seem to be a step too late.

Suddenly, he felt more resentful towards his wife Liu Suyun.

Forced by his wife's force, Zhao Chuan could only come and take a look after dinner.

I kept smelling the aroma of stewed beef with potatoes, and the meals that I used to think were delicious seemed to have completely lost their appeal.

Zhao Chuan swore that this was the most tasteless meal he had ever had.

With his hands behind his back, Zhao Chuan walked aimlessly in the kitchen, trying to find some clues from the pots and pans.

Soon, his eyes fell on the dishes in the sink that had not yet been washed.

Is this the plate that holds that dish?
Looking at the plate of lettuce with oyster sauce and a little bit of soup, Zhao Chuan swallowed, and it seemed as if two little men, one black and one white, were fighting in his mind.

The little white man said that this was someone else's plate after eating, which was not good.

The black little guy said that it was okay to just taste a little soup.

In the end, the black little man pressed the white little man to the ground and beat him up. Zhao Chuan stretched out his finger with lightning speed and dipped it in the soup.

He looked around vigilantly, made sure Qin Lang was outside the kitchen, and quickly put his finger dipped in the soup into his mouth.

The unfamiliar taste made Zhao Chuan's eyes freeze.

Wrong? Not this?
The next moment, Zhao Chuan's pupils trembled.

This…

this smell...

The rich aroma of garlic and oyster sauce was perfectly mixed with a hint of sweetness from lettuce, like a colorful scroll slowly unfolding between his lips and teeth, making Zhao Chuan's face look a little dazed.

This is so delicious!

(End of this chapter)