A delicate blue and white porcelain bowl holds a steaming bowl of porridge.

In a small steamer made of bamboo strips, a basket of delicate and crystal clear meat buns lies quietly.

Looking at the Jiangnan-style breakfast in front of him in disbelief, Cui Yanjie blinked and said:

"Yin Xin, when I walked in just now, I seemed to see you just stew porridge in the pressure cooker, in just half an hour, how did you ...... How do you boil porridge? ”

"That's right, classmate Yin Xin, you need to soak the rice first, this process can be as little as two hours, and as much as one night, what method did you use to make this kind of soft rice porridge from unsoaked rice?" Hu Bo couldn't bear the question in his heart, and asked impatiently.

Yin Xin smiled slightly, calmed his rapid breathing, and said:

"It's very simple, there are two reasons, the first is that I choose easy-to-cook pearl rice, and the second is that I add meat oil to the porridge!"

"Meat oil?"

"That's right. As soon as the porridge boiled, I immediately put in the fragrant lard that had been collected in the oven when I had just grilled the barbecued pork. When boiling porridge, putting in an appropriate amount of lard will not only not make people feel fatty, but also accelerate the speed at which the porridge is boiled, making the porridge shiny and easy to eat. As for the lean meat, I directly took the lean meat left over from the barbecued pork just now, chopped it, and put it into the porridge with preserved egg crumbs, shallots, ginger shreds, bay leaves and other accessories, and cooked it over a fierce fire, and it only took 20 minutes, and the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork was already rotten. Yin Xin explained neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What about this bun? Wu Hai should have made you bad and made your flour unusable, right? Hu Bo asked before Cui Yanjie spoke.

"He's here to be bad, but he's clearly not bad enough. If I were to make it bad, I would put too much yeast in the flour to make the flour too sour and have to throw it away, but he would simply not use yeast at all, so that the flour would become dead noodles. Although dead noodles are not suitable for making steamed buns, they are in excellent condition for soup dumplings. And to be fair, he got along quite well, so I directly took the dead noodles he made and rolled them into bun skins......" Yin Liang smiled slightly.

"It seems that you didn't do this kind of bad thing when you were a child." Hu Bo laughed.

"Ahem, this ......" Yin Xin shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment.

"Then, I'll try your soup dumplings and this porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork......

Cui Yanjie looked at the crystal clear bun in front of him, slowly raised a pair of vermilion chopsticks, and picked up a bun. In an instant, the elasticity of the bun made his eyebrows raise slightly, and then he blew the hot bun, put it in his mouth, and bit it down gently.

“！”

When the skin of the bun was bitten and the hot soup slowly flowed into the tip of his tongue, Cui Yanjie's pupils suddenly shrank, and his thoughts instantly became blank.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Five years ago, Nandu Station. It was pouring rain, and an old man holding an umbrella limped in front of him and stopped......

"Mom? Why are you here, didn't I say it, can I do it myself? Cui Yanjie, who was carrying a heavy bag, frowned and said to the old man impatiently.

"Little four, it's the first time you go out to a foreign country, you must be careful on the road...... "The old man told him bitterly.

"I know, I know, I'm not a child again, you can go back quickly!" Cui Yanjie urged impatiently.

was urged by Cui Yanjie to go out, and the old man had to look at the station timetable uncomfortably and handed over a lunch box:

"You're in a hurry to leave in the morning, and you haven't eaten breakfast yet, this is your favorite soup dumpling that I made early today, you can eat two."

Put the soup bag in your mouth and bite it open, and the hot soup will flow in your mouth instantly. Although the buns have been made in the morning, they have been holding in the old man's arms, and the buns are still hot. Feeling the hot temperature and looking at the more and more clumsy back of the old man walking towards the station gate, Cui Yanjie's tears couldn't help but fall......

Tears fell on the table, so frightened that Hu Bodu stood up and asked with concern:

"Editor Cui, what's wrong with you? Feeling unwell? ”

"No...... I'm fine! ”

While wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Cui Yanjie swallowed the soup dumplings made by Yin Xin in a big gulp, and greedily drank the rich lean porridge. Looking at Cui Yanjie, who couldn't stop at all, Yin Xin finally breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly raised his head and looked at the rising sun in the sky, and muttered:

"Looks ...... Choosing Chinese breakfast is the right bet. Yes, after all, for a Chinese person, what can be more cherished than a breakfast full of home. ”

"It's me who loses."

Before Cui Yanjie could speak, Ji Ying'er had already spoken slowly, and there was a rare smile on her face.

"Ji Ying'er, Editor Cui hasn't made an evaluation yet." Looking at Ji Ying'er, who took the initiative to admit defeat, Yin Xin said in surprise.

"There is no need for evaluation anymore. We are chefs, and it is our duty to make delicious food that makes our guests happy. Now this person is very happy. This is an experience that my delicious taste failed to bring him, so in this competition, I lost. Ji Ying'er said calmly.

"It's over. I'm still far from a chef who can really satisfy his customers......" Yin Xin said humbly.

"So, in that case, it's up to me to announce the results of this competition. Yin Xin, I have been deeply touched by your ability to deal with crises, your perseverance as a chef, and your feelings for the sake of your guests. I've decided to give you an invitation to participate in the Tournament, and you're now eligible for this year's Freshman Tournament! Hu Bo smiled with satisfaction.

Yin Xin took a deep breath, took the gilded invitation from Hu Bo's hand and put it in his arms, straightened his waist and said loudly:

"Jiangnan Yin Xin, mission, complete!"

In the next moment, a hint of chill flashed in Yin Xin's eyes, he didn't forget it, although this competition ended without danger, but there was still such a person, he couldn't let it go again no matter what!

"Then, I'll take care of my personal affairs, Director Hu, please forgive me for not having time to talk to you in detail......" Yin Xin said coldly as he took off his white chef's uniform.

"Go, remember, don't make too much trouble, otherwise even I won't be able to cover you......" Knowing what Yin Xin was going to do, Hu Bo sighed helplessly, held his forehead and said.

"Thank you, Director!"

Knowing that Hu Bo acquiesced to Yin Liang to settle accounts, Yin Xin bowed slightly to Hu Bo, threw the chef's uniform on the stove casually, and suddenly pulled out the kitchen knife that flashed with cold light from the board, and strode out of the door in the morning light......

Seeing Yin Xin stride out of the door, Mo Yu also breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a wry smile:

"This guy really can't change his temper......"

"Senior Sister Mo Yu." Suddenly, Ji Ying'er spoke.

"What's wrong, Ying'er?" Mo Yu raised her eyebrows.

"Me."

After hesitating for a long time, Ji Ying'er slowly raised her head and said calmly:

"I seem to like this guy."

"Oh, I fell in love with this...... What's that!! ”

The moment he realized what Ji Ying'er was saying, Mo Yu's exclamation pierced the silence of the early morning and spread far away......

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