"Okay." Su Yujin nodded.

Mother Liu has learned a lot from her, and now her cooking skills are very good and she is good at it.

But maybe I can't wait until lunch is ready.

Zeng Dayong said that they lived in Fuyun Lane, not far from Shuanggui Lane. Judging from the way he was trotting just now, he should have arrived by now.

To be on the safe side, Su Yujin first took the amber walnut kernels that Liu's mother made with mugwort yesterday to pad her belly.

And just as Su Yujin guessed, Liu's mother's bean curd had just been cooked, and she hadn't even eaten a few walnut kernels when Zeng Dayong came in a hurry.

I was out of breath from running, and even on a very cold day, there was a layer of sweat on my forehead.

"Su...Miss Su, my master asked me to invite you over."

Su Yujin couldn't help but curl her lips.

"good."

Su Yujin put down the sweet chrysanthemum tea she was using to press the amber walnut kernels in her hand, called Mugwort to follow her, and prepared to go out.

"Girl, it's better to bring someone else with you." Liu's mother reminded.

After all, she was going to meet someone, and Mother Liu felt uneasy.

"That's fine." Su Yujin nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Then let's bring Qing Kui with us."

Qing Kui has great strength and quick reactions.

"Yes." Mother Liu quickly went to Su Ji, replaced Qing Kui, and asked her to follow Su Yujin.

So Su Yujin, the master and the servant, followed Zeng Dayong and walked all the way to Fuyun Lane.

"My master's surname is Zheng and his first name is Mingyuan. If Miss Su meets my master later, don't call her Chef Zheng, just Uncle Zheng."

On the way, Zeng Dayong reminded me.

Su Yujin nodded, but then raised his eyebrows.

It's interesting for a chef who doesn't want to be called a chef.

The four people walked quickly and soon arrived at the house where Zeng Dayong and Zheng Mingyuan were.

In the middle of Fuyun Lane, there is a rather small house. As soon as you enter the house, you can see that the yard is full of green leaves and various vegetables.

Spinach, coriander, garlic sprouts...

Immediately afterwards, I smelled a fragrance.

The rich, thick, and long-lasting aroma hits your nose.

Moxa and Qingkui couldn't help but sniffle and smack their lips, "What smells so good?"

Su Yujin also took a sniff and thought for a moment, "It seems to be the smell of fried fish offal..."

Before he finished speaking, the "clang" sound that seemed to be the friction between the spatula and the iron pot stopped in the kitchen. A short, thin, middle-aged man in his forties with hunched shoulders ran out.

, holding a large spatula in his hand, looked at Su Yujin in surprise, "Can you make fried fish offal?"

Otherwise, how could you tell that it smells like fried fish offal?

"I guess I can barely do it." Su Yujin nodded slightly, remembering that Zeng Dayong had said on the way just now that he and Zheng Mingyuan were the only ones living together at home, and the short and thin man now was Zheng Mingyuan.

"You must be Uncle Zheng. I heard from Brother Zeng that both the thirteen incense and the powder were made by Uncle Zheng..."

"Don't talk about the ones that are not available. Since you can make fried fish offal, hurry up and help me fry the remaining fish offal." Zheng Mingyuan couldn't help but put the spatula in his hand into Su Yujin's hand.

He even threw a navy blue apron to her.

This man is so rude.

Ai Cao felt a little unhappy when she saw that Zheng Mingyuan was a little rude, but since the girl seemed to value this person very much, she endured her anger and followed Su Yujin into the kitchen to help Su Yujin.

Su Yujin entered the kitchen and looked around briefly.

The walls of the small kitchen were somewhat blackened due to the smoke from the stove, but the stove was kept clean, the iron pots and the lids were all washed clean, and the chopping board was clean.

All kinds of seasonings are packed into jars, and all kinds of knives are also arranged very neatly...

But in the wooden barrel next to it, there was poured fried fish offal that seemed to be unsatisfactory, and there was still a faint aroma.

But Su Yujin could also smell that when frying the fish offal, he forgot to add rice wine, so the fishy smell was not completely eliminated.

On the chopping board at this time, onions, ginger, garlic and red peppers have been cut into pieces. In the small porcelain basin next to it, there are cleaned fish roe and fish pickles.

It seems that this Zheng Mingyuan is also a person who strives for perfection.

Su Yujin first checked the seasonings in each jar, and then ordered Ai Cao and Qing Kui to light the fire.

Heat a pot over high heat, heat up cold oil, sauté onions, ginger, red pepper segments, and fish roe. After soaking in the pot, pour in some rice wine. After stir-frying, add soy sauce, sugar, salt and glutinous rice flour for seasoning. Stir-fry for a while.

Can be cooked.

When it came out of the pot, Su Yujin cut some millet peppers as a garnish.

While waiting for the plate of fried fish offal to be brought out from the kitchen, Zheng Mingyuan couldn't wait to take his chopsticks to taste it.

After pinching some food, Zheng Mingyuan smacked his lips and said, "The heat of the pot is OK, and the amount of salt is OK. You know I use ready-made glutinous rice noodles, but this one has a little more pepper segments, and it is more spicy than fragrant."

At that point, it’s a bit overwhelming..."

"If I were to rate this dish of yours, it would only be seven points."

Only seven points?

Wormwood's eyes widened.

Her girl is such a good cook. Just smelling the stir-fried chicken offal makes her nostrils so fragrant. It tastes so good that she can’t wait to eat it with three steamed buns, but this guy only gives it seven points?

Also with wide eyes was Zeng Dayong.

Darling, there are actually seven points.

When he usually cooks, his master never gives him a score higher than three points...

This girl Su's cooking skills are really amazing.

These people had their own little thoughts, but Zheng Mingyuan took a sesame seed cake and ate fried fish offal, and said to Su Yujin and others, "You are welcome, please sit down. I just made a few dishes, and you guys

Let’s all have a taste.”

"If you are disrespectful, then I would rather be respectful than obey your orders."

Su Yujin smiled, went to get the chopsticks, and sat across from Zheng Mingyuan.

Seeing this, Zeng Dayong hurriedly went to get bowls and chopsticks, and asked Ai Cao and Qing Kui to sit down and eat together.

With Su Yujin's instruction, Ai Cao and Qing Kui sat down, each took a bite of a sesame seed cake, and then picked up vegetables with chopsticks.

But the chopsticks in his hand were spinning around on the table, and for a moment I didn't know where to take them off.

Among the dishes on the table, the big round plate seems to be roasted pig's trotters?

It looks golden, but because it is roasted, it feels dry. Just looking at it makes me feel unappetizing.

The one next to it is a large piece of tofu, but inside the tofu there are loaches drilled in all directions. Although it smells strange, looking at the tofu being drilled into a sieve by loaches makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

Next to it, there is a cold dish cut into a crescent shape, with sauce and minced garlic poured on it. Judging from the texture, it seems to be some kind of egg similar to duck eggs or eggs, but the color is dark, it is simply

Don't dare to speak.

The pickled vegetables at the very edge are cut into small pieces, thin, white and tender, with bamboo-like patterns on them. When Zheng Mingyuan eats them, they squeak and squeak, which seems to taste good.

Very crispy and refreshing.
Chapter completed!