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Chapter 72 Doubt

Wearing white armor, he was majestic, aloof and handsome, making Ye Youran look away and couldn't bear to look away.

Ye Dashi coughed a few times and woke up Ye Youran.

Ye Youran looked away uncomfortably and greeted a few people, "Fourth uncle, Major General Wei, Major General Liang."

Liang Youqian was dissatisfied and said, "Let's go out. You have to follow Zi Jin and call me cousin."

"Cousin Liang." He looked at Wei Zijin again, "How long have you been here? Why didn't anyone tell me? So I can give you a few more dishes and let my fourth uncle accompany you to have a few more drinks.

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Wei Zijin said, "I will come to the restaurant to eat these days. I love Hunan cuisine. You can add more spicy food."

Liang Youqian said jokingly, "Zijin, my brother and sister are so good at cooking, you will be very lucky in the future."

Wei Zijin stared at her with deep eyes, as if he was detecting something, "I didn't expect that Miss Ye's cooking skills are so good, and she can cook Hunan cuisine so well."

Ye Youran's nanny is from southern Hunan, and her best cooking is of course Hunan cuisine.

When she was a child, Ye Youran loved Hunan cuisine cooked by her nanny, which also developed Ye Youran's habit of eating spicy food.

No matter how spicy it is, it’s not fun.

But most people in Beijing have salty tastes, and not many people like spicy food.

Wei Zijin is one of them.

Wei Zijin was also very fond of him.

Liang Youqian, who grew up with him since childhood, is also one of them, and he is always hot and happy.

Ye Youran cooks good Hunan cuisine, which is very suitable for their taste.

Ye Youran's eyes dodge, not daring to look at him.

She couldn't explain this problem. Xiao Youran had always lived in Yejia Village and had never left Shiban Town. How could she learn Hunan cuisine?

Li Xiugu is good at cooking Beijing cuisine, but she doesn't know how to cook Hunan cuisine. She couldn't even find an excuse this time.

Because Ye Dashi is still around, if she wants to use the excuse that she was taught by Li Xiugu, she will definitely reveal her secret.

After hesitating for a moment or two, she said like a strong man cutting off his wrist, "I learned this from a book. If the two major generals like it, they will come to support it more in the future."

"Absolutely, hahaha. I didn't expect that my younger siblings have such a high talent for cooking. They can cook something so delicious just by reading a book. I will definitely come here often in the future."

Well, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute.

Ye Youran glanced at Wei Zijin guiltily and met his suspicious eyes.

She was so frightened that she quickly looked away, laughed and said, "For the sake of being acquaintances, if you come here from now on, I will give you a side dish and two taels of wine."

"Brothers and sisters are happy."

Liang Youqian looked at Wei Zijin with envy and jealousy again, "Zijin, when you get married, I will definitely visit you every day to play chess."

Let’s eat some meals cooked by my siblings.

I don’t know what spices my siblings put in. Those braised flavors were so delicious that he almost couldn’t swallow them.

Wei Zijin suddenly stood up and said, "You have been busy for noon and you haven't eaten yet. Come on, I will go with you to eat some more."

Ye Youran was stunned and was dragged to the restaurant by him.

Wei Zijin also ordered dishes, "I want to eat shredded pork with red oil and ginger, please fry me a plate."

Ye Youran's heart suddenly thumped, it's over, it's over, she was suspected.

In her previous life, when she was thirteen years old, she cooked a dish of shredded pork with red oil and ginger during the Qiqiao Festival.

At that time, Mrs. Zhongyong was one of the judges.

She heard that Mrs. Zhongyong was from southern Hunan and liked spicy food, so she took advantage of it and made a dish of shredded pork with red oil and ginger.

Unexpectedly, after the dishes were served, Wei Zijin jumped out of nowhere and finished most of the plate with chopsticks, leaving only one mouthful for each of the three judges. The angry Duke Zhongyong went home and made him kneel down.

A full day.

That was the only time Wei Zijin tasted her cooking.

I thought he would forget the taste, but unexpectedly, he tasted it on the first day the restaurant opened.
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