A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The world is huge, and there are not many people whose cooking skills are better than his.

Dad is right, the more arrogant Mu Lian and others are, the more serious the backlash they will suffer in the future.

"Okay, this is all made by me. If I like it, I'll write down the ingredients when the dish is finished."

Shu Ange evenly spread the homemade spices and cooking wine, together with five-spice powder, star anise, refined salt and sugar, on the internal organs.

When Zong Ci picked up the bottle to observe, Zong Boyu also picked up a bottle of sauce and carefully sniffed it.

As a chef, there are some special skills and some unique secret recipes that are not passed on.

In many cases, the ingredients and cooking processes used by everyone are similar, and the difference lies in the sauces, cooking wine, and seasonings.

"This sauce..."

Zong Boyu's voice trembled slightly, and there was light in his eyes. He took the sauce a little further and studied it carefully.

He is getting older, and his eyes are a bit presbyopic, but he can see more clearly when he is farther away.

The sauce is thick as honey, and it smells fragrant, which makes people feel the ironing of the internal organs.

This kind of sauce is the best wherever you put it.

"Dad, these spices are so well made. I smelled that there were many kinds of condiments in them."

Zongci has been cooking for so many years, and he has his father to teach him. His eyesight is much better than ordinary people.

Shu Ange was cooking seriously over there, Zong Boyu gave his son a blank look, picked up his chopsticks and swiped at the back of his hand.

"Take a good look at Xiaodie's cooking, and study the sauce later."

His knock was merciless, Zongci showed two red marks on the back of his hand, but he was not at all annoyed: "Okay, okay, my son will watch it carefully."

Zongci's eyes widened, watching the movements of Shu An's singer.

With the passage of time, the tempting fragrance drifted toward the nasal cavity of several people present, like small bugs.

Looking at the crystal clear color, like a roast suckling pig with amber, Zongci's eyes shine directly.

Roast suckling pig has a long history in the big food country, and it was listed as one of the eight treasures in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

In "Qi Min Yao Shu", it is described that the roasted suckling pig "has the same color as amber, and is similar to real gold. It disappears when you enter it. It is as strong as snow, and it contains pulp and cream.

It is described in the book, but there are very few who can really achieve this level.

Take Zongci himself as an example, he always cooks the signature dish of Yuexianglou Roasted Suckling Pig over a dozen times every month.

Not to mention the appearance, even with this fragrance, Zong Ci can't compare to Pang Yudie even if he asks himself.

Thinking of this, he felt ashamed.

Could it be that his skills are not as good as others, and this is why he was overwhelmed by the young people one by one.

Everyone present looked at the suckling pig being roasted on the charcoal fire with fanatical expressions, and no one showed any impatient look.

After Shu Ange announced that the dish was ready, Zong Boyu was the first to pick up the chopsticks.

"Father, let me cut the meat for you."

Zongci picked up a knife and a plate and stepped forward diligently to serve.

Zong Boyu took a sip on his plate, closed his eyes and sighed.

He was silent, Zongci scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and glanced at the suckling pig from time to time.

If he had known, he should have handed the plate to his father just now, and now he can taste the cooked suckling pig in time.

"Miss Pang, please wipe your hands."

After Shu Ange took the hot towel and wiped his hands, he picked up the knife and plate, and cut himself a thin slice of barbecue.

"Okay, this taste is really unique!"

The tender and delicious meat with crispy and fragrant skin made Shu Ange calm down, and Zong Boyu's affirmation made her smile.

"Uncle Zong praised it, and his niece was just a coincidence."

Zong Ci couldn't contain his curiosity, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table, took a bite of the meat, and immediately showed a more intoxicated look than his father.

"Delicious, really delicious!"

Unlike his son's surprise, after Zong Boyu was excited, his emotions calmed down again.

Yuexianglou was saved, and the face of the Zong family was saved.

After two consecutive losses, Zong Boyu was ready to be embarrassed tomorrow.

If his son can make such dishes tomorrow, Mu Lian will only have the advantage of being inferior.

"Xiaodie, are you really willing to teach your big brother Zong to make this dish?"

Zong Boyu's voice was a little more nervous. He had been a chef all his life, but he didn't know the importance of specialty dishes to chefs.

Soft ripples appeared in Shu Ange's bright eyes like autumn water.

"Uncle Zong, you and your father are good friends. Bazhen Building and Yuexiang Building have a tradition of communicating and learning from each other for so many years. I don't want to watch the reputation of Bazhen Building be ruined in the hands of Mu Guangcheng and his son. ."

As soon as these words came out, there was still something in Zong Boyu's heart that he didn't understand.

He nodded and said solemnly: "Niece Yudie, don't worry, as long as I can use the old man's place, I will definitely not refuse."

It's not easy for a weak girl to fight Mu Guangcheng, an old fox.

Even if Shu Ange didn't show such a hand, he would help her if she begged him.

not to mention……

Zong Boyu glanced at his unsatisfactory son, not to mention that the little girl is brave and resourceful, and has amazing cooking skills.

Befriending Pang Yudie will do no harm to Yuexianglou Baili.

"Thank you Uncle Zong, it's still early, why don't I and Big Brother Zong make another roasted suckling pig together."

"Really, thank you Miss Xiaodie."

Zongci is a stubborn man. Hearing that Pang Yudie was going to teach himself to cook, he was so happy that he forgot everything.

"By the way, there is one more thing, I want to remind Uncle Zong."

Shu Ange showed a cautious look, and Zong Boyu also followed with a smile.

He had a hunch that what this world niece was about to say would not be easy.

It was getting dark outside the window, and the neon sky covered the twinkling stars.

The newly opened Bazhen Building was lively until the middle of the night, and then gradually disappeared.

Mu Lian stood in front of the window, looking arrogantly at Yuexianglou opposite, a pure black dress wrapped around her body, outlining her graceful figure.

In the bright room, a dark shadow appeared, and then the shadow turned into the outline of a person.

That black shadow is Cheng Huai.

He stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Mu Lian's waist, and the cold touch made her shudder.

Mu Lian has long been accustomed to his elusiveness, so she turned around and twisted his cold arm: "Scare me again, I'm not happy."

The warm light shone on Cheng Huai's bloodless pale face, which looked very strange.

His handsomeness was greatly damaged against the azure complexion.

Cheng Huai was silent, and there was a hint of incomprehension in his eyes, and Mu Lian was a little scared.

Even though the relationship between the two was extraordinary, every time Cheng Huai didn't laugh, she always felt like she was walking on thin ice.

"After winning two days in a row, why do you look a little unhappy? After tomorrow, the plaque of Yuexianglou will be stepped on by us."

Mu Lian looked at Yuexianglou opposite, and raised her lips proudly.

Bazhenlou not only needs to open more branches, but also takes the top spot of many time-honored restaurants.