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The steaming white heat rose from the dish, and it was so thick that it obscured people's eyes.

Yang Meiji sniffed the fragrance, and the whole person was slightly stunned, her pupils shrunk, her mouth opened slightly, and the pores on her body were stretched.

"It's a familiar taste......"

Yang Meiji smelled this smell, and before she started eating, her eyes were a little red, this smell had not appeared in her heart for a long, long time, and she had almost forgotten this memory hidden deep in her mind.

This taste...... Let her sink.

"Lao Yang, the braised pork you ordered, taste it, it was cooked with a special technique today. Bufang pulled out a chair, sat down in his position, raised his eyes, exhaled lightly, and said.

Yang Meiji's mind returned, tremblingly picked up the chopsticks, and looked at the braised pork with a ruddy color, as if it was about to reflect the light, and couldn't help but swallow the saliva.

The chopsticks caught the braised pork, and the meat was slightly compact, so that when I clamped it, there was a red oil juice overflowing from it and flowing down.

This familiar texture...... Yang Meiji's heart trembled more and more.

Pick up the braised pork and put it in your mouth, the closer you get to your mouth, the more panicked you are.

She was afraid that as soon as she tasted it, it would clash with the taste in her memory, and her expectations would be burned.

However, it turned out to be quite the opposite.

A bite of braised pork is stuffed into the mouth, and when the teeth bite down, the teeth bite down the tender spirit beast meat, and the slight ripeness and softness make people's pores tighten at this moment.

It feels wonderful, and the taste is very familiar!

Yang Meiji was eating, eating...... From the corners of his eyes, there were crystal tears flowing down.

Yang Meiji was slightly stunned, touched her face, and didn't know when, she was already crying.

The taste of the memory overlapped with the taste of the braised pork.

The taste that has been hidden in the depths of memory has been completely stirred up and permeated Yang Meiji's mouth.

And Yang Meiji's whole person was deeply wrapped by that memory.

......

A snowy day.

A stout little girl ran back from the outside, squinting, her face slightly red from the snow, and spots appeared.

His hair was messy, and his big eyes were dripping and rolling.

Yunlan Restaurant stands in the wind and snow, the snow is falling outside, and the inside is steaming and hot.

The aroma fills the restaurant, where diners sit at their tables, each with a smile on their faces, and they talk freely as they pick up the dish with chopsticks and stuff it into their mouths.

The oil is splashing and steaming.

That fiery feeling made the little girl slightly stunned, and the corners of her mouth opened to reveal a knowing smile.

The curtain of the kitchen was lifted, and a burly figure walked out of the kitchen, wearing a slightly greasy protective skirt, and after wiping the water stains from his hands, the burly man looked at the girl with a smile.

The girl opened her eyes wide and ran wildly towards the burly man.

He threw himself in front of the man and hugged the burly man's thigh.

Although the man's appearance was rough, he was very careful to tidy up the messy hair for the little girl, and after rubbing the latter's head, he turned around and entered the kitchen.

After a while, the curtain in the kitchen was lifted again, and the smell came to my nose.

The burly man was holding a plate of braised pork, steaming hot, so that the little girl almost had to look at it.

After finding a place to sit down, the little girl clumsily took the chopsticks and began to pick up the braised pork and stuff it into her mouth, which was full of greasy.

The little girl's face was full of joy, stretched out her sleeve, wiped it on her mouth, and the red oil juice was wiped away, making the little girl seem to have turned into a little flower cat.

In the distance, the burly man smiled softly, watching the little girl happily eat braised pork, lifted the curtain, and went into the kitchen again.

The little girl tilted her head and watched the burly man enter the kitchen, and smiled beautifully, and continued to deal with the braised pork.

Open your mouth wide and a piece of meat will be stuffed into your mouth.

......

Yang Meiji couldn't cry, crying while eating meat, and bean-sized tears kept rolling down.

The memories in her heart almost completely submerged Yang Meiji, and that feeling made her feel as if her heart was being pulled up, and she wanted to cry sadly.

Bu Fang sat opposite, looking at Yang Meiji silently, he didn't speak, and he didn't want to speak.

It's just quite emotional, no wonder this woman will grow up so strong, she grew up eating meat every day, can she not be fat!

This is a woman with a story!

Bu Fang raised his hand, white and slender, and the brilliance of the setting sun made his palm seem to be covered with a layer of red light.

Looking at his hand, the corners of Bufang's mouth twitched slightly.

It is a pair of magical hands that can cook a dish that will move people.

The magic of food lies in the fact that it not only satisfies people's appetites, but also satisfies people's spiritual and emotional needs.

It is almost impossible to reproduce the food and dishes in some memories, and it is difficult to eat the taste in the depths of the memory for a second time in a lifetime.

Sometimes, emotions and food are mixed together, and it can be even more difficult to suppress.

Bu Fang specially cooked braised pork with a special and simple method today, because he knew that Yang Meiji's memory should have a memory of braised pork.

According to Yang Meiji's own account, the original owner of Yunlan Restaurant, that is, Yang Meiji's father, is a good cook of braised pork, and braised pork has always been the signature dish of Yunlan Restaurant.

Therefore, Bu Yi specially used a simple recipe to cook that feeling of home cooking.

Although there may be some differences in taste with the braised pork cooked by Yang Meiji's father.

But this gap can be bridged with only a trace of memory.

"Why does this feel so familiar! It seems like my father's taste ......" Yang Meiji rubbed her eyes with tears in her eyes, stuffing the last piece of braised pork on the plate into her mouth, sobbing.

She looked at Bufang, and her eyes were very emotional and sentimental.

It's like, but it's not.

His father is dead, and the smell of memory has completely disappeared.

"It's just simple braised pork, and I don't know what your father's braised pork tastes like. Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji and said lightly.

Yang Meiji raised her head, her brows furrowed.

"But...... It tastes really similar. ”

"This is the charm of food, do you think it's amazing?" Bufang said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

After Yang Meiji licked all the sauce on the plate, she raised her head, looked at Bufang, clenched her big fist, and nodded seriously.

"Amazing!"

Bu Fang's eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth pulled again.

"Since it's so magical, since the food is so charming, do you want to learn, do you want to be able to eat this delicious taste that makes you remember every day in the future?"

Yang Meiji was stunned.

Xiao You, who was sitting on the ghost boat and swaying with white and greasy long legs, was also stunned.

Xiaohachi, who was flapping his wings on the ground and walking around with chicken legs, also made a grocling and raised his head.

"You mean to let me learn how to cook?" Yang Meiji glared and looked at Bufang incredulously.

Oh my God, how could Bufang have such an idea?

Yang Meiji was amazed in her heart.

Yang Meiji knows her level, she can't even make an egg fried rice, where can she cook real food for others.

If she really learns to cook, she is afraid that she will scare away all the customers in Yunlan Restaurant who are not easy to operate.

It is really rare for Yunlan Restaurant to be able to redevelop to a level that is even more brilliant than before.

So Yang Meiji listened to Bu Fang's words, just waved her hands quickly, with a panicked look on her face, and said, "I can't, I can't, I don't learn!"

Bu Fang exhaled softly, shrunk back in his chair, and looked directly at Yang Meiji, who was full of panic.

"Don't you want to cook this delicacy yourself, this delicacy that you miss, this taste that belongs to your father?"

Yang Meiji listened to Bu Fang's words and was slightly stunned.

A tangled look appeared on his face again.

Yes, Yunlan Restaurant was supposed to be inherited by her......

"But I want to give full play to my ability and work hard to do something for Tianlan City, and what can I do...... It can only be alchemy. Yang Meiji said.

Her alchemy talent is very strong, if she really wants to shine, alchemy is her best way out.

However, now Tianlan City has become the main city of the Dan Mansion and is the place where all the alchemy masters gather.

Yang Meiji's alchemy can no longer shine among these masters.

Bufang didn't know this, but Bufang didn't panic at all.

"Although the profession of alchemist is very mysterious, if you want to exert your ability, you don't necessarily need alchemy, if you learn to cook, you can also achieve it. "Walk the way.

"Well, besides, I'm still the champion of the Rejuvenation Ceremony. ”

To be honest, Bu Fang really doesn't look down on the champion of this wonderful rejuvenation ceremony, and it is useless.

The only use is to get a place to enter the secret realm, and bring back a foodie Hades in the secret realm.

However, in the end, this foodie Hades also left.

That's right!

Bufang is still the champion of the rejuvenation of the mastery!

Yang Meiji was stunned for a moment, and her heart was slightly shaken again, maybe she can also shine if she learns cooking seriously? !

At the beginning, he resolutely chose alchemy, because he felt that cooking had no way out, after all, at that time in Tianlan City, the so-called cooks changed careers one after another.

Looking at Yang Meiji, who was still shaking, she leaned back in the chair and frowned.

He felt he had to make a killing move.

This move, he didn't believe that Yang Meiji would refuse.

If it is not a last resort, Bu Fang really doesn't want to perform this trick.

Exhaled lightly, Bufang's face became very solemn, as if he was talking about something very important.

Yang Meiji looked at Bu Fang's posture, and her heart was also tight, and she held her breath.

Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji and said slowly: "Old Yang, you should know that Nangong Wujian comes to eat every day, right? If you learn to cook with me, maybe the dishes you cook will also be eaten by Nangong Wujian in the future." ”

Since it's not enough to be emotional, let's just seduce it.

Anyway, there is Nangong Wuflawless, seductive or something...... Very stable.

Yang Meiji's complexion changed, and after hearing Bu Fang's words, she suddenly gasped, and the light in her eyes flickered slightly, turning from the original spark into a bright star in an instant.

Bright dazzling, bright dazzling.

"I learn!!"

Yang Meiji stood up from her position suddenly, slapped the table, and without saying a word, burst into applause.