The letter explained that he had been away from home for six years on a secret mission and could not contact the outside world, so he was unaware of Shen Lu's plight.

He will drop everything and come back to her as soon as possible. He told her to wait patiently, not to do anything foolish, to cherish life, and to believe that he would overcome all obstacles for her.

Finally, write him a letter explaining her current situation so that he can visit her as soon as he's done with his work.

The signature was Shen Chi, followed by a phone number.

Shen Lu looked at him with tears welling up in her eyes. In her original world, she also had an older brother named Shen Chi, who also joined the army when he was young, was valued by his superiors, and always carried out secret missions.

That day, he had taken a rare day off to visit his family, and on the way out together, they were involved in a car accident.

Her brother, Shen Chi, died in the accident while protecting her, along with their parents.

The world of Shen Chi is so similar to the world she lives in. Shen Lu wonders if this is a coincidence.

At the same time, she couldn't help but wonder if her brother and parents thought exactly the same way she did in her world.

The letter also contained two hundred yuan, along with many cloth and meat coupons.

Shen Lu put the letter in her pocket and wrote a reply to Shen Chi.

As for her phone number, she was still a little hesitant to call Shen Chi for the time being, worried that she might let something slip.

After doing all this, Shen Lu came out of the post office.

There was only this one restaurant within a radius of dozens of kilometers, so even in these difficult times, it was always packed with people.

As soon as Shen Lu stepped through the door, she saw a notice.

Our shop is currently researching new dishes and welcomes submissions from the public. Once a recipe is adopted, a generous reward will be given.

Shen Lu looked at it carefully; she was worried about how to make money by cooking.

I didn't expect to catch up with them so quickly.

Shen Lu ordered first

After finishing her meal, Shen Lu walked up to the waiter and asked him a question.

After putting down her chopsticks, Shen Lu called over the waiter.

"Where is your manager?"

"Excuse me, sir, what can I do for you by seeing our manager?"

"I'd like to discuss the menu with your manager."

The waiter looked Shen Lu up and down, and with a look of disdain, he saw that she was wearing a simple cloth dress and carrying a bamboo basket. She looked drab and dusty.

"Sorry, our manager is busy. He doesn't see just anyone."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a serious voice came from behind the waiter.

"Who said I'm busy? I'm right here!"

A formally dressed man appeared.

The waiter turned around, saw the man behind him, and spoke to him nervously.

"Manager, I'm just thinking of you. I don't want irrelevant people bothering you."

"Thinking of me? What kind of relationship do we have?" The manager saw through the waiter's ulterior motives at a glance and scolded him.

"Go to work."

The manager turned around and put on a warm smile. He didn't have any different opinion of Shen Lu because of her simple attire.

"Comrade, my surname is Zhou. May I ask your name?"

"Hello Manager Zhou, my surname is Shen."

"Comrade Shen, what are your thoughts on our state-run restaurant? Is there something wrong with the food, or have you discovered any problems?"

"The food is very good. I came here to sell recipes." Seeing that the manager was an honest person, Shen Lu spoke her mind.

Having learned many new recipes in modern times, selling them here to make money is the most suitable option right now.

The manager was taken aback, not expecting that Shen Lu had come to him for this recipe sale.

However, the food at the state-run restaurants hadn't been updated in a long time, which had bothered him.

Although the restaurant never lacks customers, he still insists on keeping it thriving and allowing customers to enjoy a wider variety of dishes.

"Comrade, come with me."

The manager warmly invited Shen Lu to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the chefs were busy at work, and the manager led Shen Lu to the innermost stove.

"Could you demonstrate the recipe you mentioned to me on the spot?" the manager asked.

The manager had a sharp eye; his gaze swept over the woman's slender, pale fingers, and he could tell at a glance that she wasn't someone who did manual labor often.

Therefore, I didn't have any expectations for Shen Lu.

I thought she was just there to deliver the menu.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lu skillfully rolled up her sleeves and said to him with a serious expression.

"Can I use anything here freely?"

"Of course." Seeing the girl's calm and composed demeanor, the manager suddenly became very curious about what she would do.

Shen Lu picked up the pig offal from the side and began to clean it.

The manager shook his head upon seeing this. This girl clearly didn't know her stuff; she actually picked up the pig offal that the cook hadn't had time to prepare!

This stuff will never taste good no matter how you cook it.

Only poor people who have nothing else to eat will buy some pig offal to satisfy their cravings.

Their state-run restaurants would never use these materials.

The manager thought Shen Lu was worried that if she used the ingredients, the recipe wouldn't be adopted and she would lose money.

I kindly reminded her, "You can use anything here as you like, and we won't charge you even if it doesn't work out in the end."

"Okay, I understand."

Shen Lu casually brushed it off. She used pig offal.

In this day and age, only fatty meat is considered good; lean meat is unappealing, and offal is even worse.

Is this the kind of thing she needs to do well so that the manager will look at her with new eyes?

Shen Lu was preparing to make some braised food. She worked quickly and efficiently, and soon finished preparing all the necessary ingredients.

The braised food still needs to be cooked for about an hour, and there are always a lot of people eating during this time, so the manager was quickly called away.

After Shen Lu stood guard in front of the stove for an hour, the braised food in the pot was ready.

She took a bite.

Ok.

Performed as expected.

Just then, the manager returned from his work and was taken aback by the fragrance in the air.

This flavor is actually made with pig offal.

The manager looked at Shen Lu with surprise.

The sliced ​​deer was neatly arranged on a plate and handed to the manager.

"Manager Zhou, why don't you try it?"

Shen Lu cleaned the pig offal thoroughly, leaving no unpleasant odor.

Not only that, she also demonstrated her knife skills, slicing each piece to the same thickness and size, arranging them in a spiral shape, and drizzling them with a soy sauce-colored sauce that looked incredibly appetizing.

Manager Zhou couldn't believe that this was made from pig offal.

It's not enough for a recipe to just smell good; a truly included recipe must be visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious.

"Okay." Manager Zhou took the chopsticks and, with a try-it-out attitude, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

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