As the sun sets, Huang Sisi walks along Chinatown in distraught.

"Xiaoxian's temper is stubborn, and he can't pull back eight cows, and Uncle Hao carved out a mold, if he still refuses to make Westernized Chinese food like Zuo Zongtang chicken, what should I do if I really forcibly take back the store?"

Hao Xian, who forced her to take care of her like a younger brother since she was a child, was entangled, and Huang Sisi was also very sad, but she saw how the business of the hometown pavilion had plummeted in the past two months, and she couldn't help but take action-

That's a lot of money!

Obviously, if you add two dishes to the recipe, you don't have to continue to lose money, so why do you have to get along with the money!

Listening to Hao Xin secretly tell her how much she had lost in the past two months, she felt that her heart was dripping blood!

Even if Hao Xian is willing to save money and live a hard life, she Huang Sisi is not happy to watch her younger brothers and sisters suffer poor!

"This immoral child has never been beaten by life, rather than letting others beat him, it is better for me to beat it myself!"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and when she was about to enter the hometown pavilion, her expression had become cold.

Hey, why is it so fragrant?

Feeling the fragrance of oil in his snort, three words flashed in Huang Sisi's mind-

It's roast goose!

She hurriedly walked into the store and saw Hao Xin with her back to the door of the store, and was about to ask, when she suddenly heard a "clang" sound, and there was an extra plate at the food delivery window.

The most important thing is that this plate is not empty, and there are pieces of roast goose with shiny skin and fragrant meat neatly stacked on it.

It's like a layer of honey.

Hao Xin picked up the plate, turned around and said with a smile: "Sister Sisi, sit down quickly and eat roast goose!" ”

Huang Sisi was suddenly in a trance, when Uncle Hao was still there, every time Hao Xin ate roast goose, Hao Xin also called her like this......

"Oh......"

She sat down in a daze, took the chopsticks handed by Hao Xin, was stimulated by the fragrance again and swallowed her saliva, picked up a piece of red and attractive roast goose, and swallowed it in one gulp-

"Damn, it's delicious!"

"Hehe, when I smell it, I know that my brother really made Dad's roast goose this time!" Hao Xin sat down next to Huang Sisi with a smile, picked up chopsticks and ate a mouthful of goose meat, and then secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"The roast goose is just out of the oven and it's the most delicious time. This is just a big fat goose that I carefully selected, the fat goose has more fat, the goose belly is easier to produce oil and water, and the goose skin is fried from the inside out, the skin is crispy, and the color is red and bright. Eight kinds of seasonings are poured into the marinade of the goose's belly, including ginger, green onion, garlic, light soy sauce, sugar, Sichuan pepper, star anise, sand ginger, and cinnamon, and the skin water brushed on the roasted goose is made of maltose, white vinegar and rose wine, which is commonly used in Cantonese cuisine. After brushing the skin, send it to the cold storage to dry for three hours, then put it in a large clay pot, burn it slowly until the goose meat is cooked through, and then use high heat to bake the skin crispy. Once baked, add the gravy and leave it in the pan to keep the heat high. When the roast goose is cut, pour the hot gravy over the goose and the aroma will fill the room in an instant......"

Hao Xian's chattering voice came out of the kitchen.

Huang Sisi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This stinky boy is actually learning from his father, explaining the cooking method of the dishes to the guests, and changing the noon appearance to a confident tone......

It's a glutton!

Fortunately, her mouth is full of food, if she can only hear people describe such delicacies in the world but can't eat them, I'm afraid it's not gluttonous to scratch the wall!

She had several pieces of roast goose in her stomach, and it was easy to satisfy her hunger and she could say a few words, but it turned out to be two "clangs".

"I also made Baiyun pork knuckle and wonton noodles, let's eat it."

Hao Xin ran to bring the new dishes back to the table and shouted towards the kitchen: "Brother, you can also come out and eat together!" ”

"You just eat, how can the cook starve himself." Hao Xian's words were full of hardness.

Huang Sisi looked at the plate and bowl in a daze, his eyes widened.

I saw that the plate was filled with a snow-white pig's hand, and the skin was as smooth as clotted fat, so that people almost couldn't help but want to pounce on it and lick it, only the most beautiful poems in the world can describe it-

The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind.

Guangzhou's famous dish, Baiyun pork knuckle.

And in the hot bowl, the yellow bamboo noodles curled up and coiled one by one, slender with the texture of Q bombs, and five plump wontons lay on the noodles domineeringly, almost bursting-

With a wide belly, he copied his hands, and turned somersaults in the wok soup. Zhusheng's noodles turn fragrant, which foodie doesn't speak?

Cantonese famous snack, wonton noodles.

Huang Sisi looked at the two familiar delicacies, and then at the roast goose, and his eyes suddenly moistened a little.

This table is all her favorite food, Uncle Hao will often cook it for her at the family banquet, and finally cook a bowl of sweet double skin milk for her. The scene in front of her made her feel as if she had returned to three months ago, when Uncle Hao had not had an accident......

A quarter of an hour later.

"Hiccup~"

Huang Sisi has a full burp, which contains the fresh fragrance of wonton noodles and the sweetness and sourness of Baiyun pork knuckle.

"Brother, you still can't get out? We're almost done eating! Hao Xin urged.

"Right away."

In the kitchen, Hao Xian was wearing a mask, his hands were flying, cooking milk on low heat, pouring the bowl to cool, condensing the milk skin, beating the egg for later use, poking the milk skin, pouring the milk back to the pot, adding sugar and eggs, pouring back along the bowl, covering the bowl tightly, steaming and condensing on high heat, turning off the fire and standing still, simmering the residual heat, the speed is like magic, and a bowl is made in the blink of an eye-

Pair!

Skin!

Milk!

The knowledge that he could make double skin milk delicious was churning in his mind, all of which were valuable experiences that his father had explored.

Hao Xian had prepared another bowl of double-skin milk before, and he put a delicate porcelain spoon on the two bowls and brought them out of the kitchen.

"Sister Sisi, do you want double skin milk?"

"You're all in front of me, can I not want it!"

Huang Sisi hurriedly grabbed the bowl, picked up the spoon expectantly, cut through the soft milk skin like tofu, and sent the pale milk cube into his mouth. The sweet taste spreads softly between the lips and teeth, as if the whole person is immersed in a warm and fragrant milk bath, enjoying the warmth and moisture of the milk, and all the fatigue and worries are gone.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, every dish is delicious, if this was in the anime, I'd probably be in a bad clothes!" Huang Sisi instigated the spoon and leaned back in his chair in admiration.

"What's a pop of clothes?" Hao Xin, who was still licking her double skin milk, looked curious.

"It's just that the food is so delicious that even the clothes on my body exploded into pieces after eating."

"Wow!"

"Sister Sisi, Hao Xin is still young, don't teach her this nonsense!"

Huang Sisi stroked his hair that had become a little messy due to gobbling up, looked at Hao Xian and laughed: "Okay, you kid, you are still doing so so-so at noon, why did you suddenly open up?" The whole person's temperament seems to be different! ”

"Brother, did you get the system? I see that the protagonists in the online article are very powerful when they get the system! Hao Xin's eyes also sparkled over.

"No, no, no, where did the system come from, it didn't exist." Hao Xian firmly denied it.

He muttered to himself: I didn't get the system, my plug-in is much stronger than the system!

It's only been an afternoon since he obtained "Peng Zu's Kitchen Sutra", and his cooking skills have become terrifying!

……

Five hours ago.

Hao Xian couldn't wait to open the "Peng Zu Kitchen Sutra", and the first thing that caught his eye was two vertical paragraphs of text from right to left:

[I am left by Peng Zu, the first recipe in the world, after Peng Zu passed away, since the reign of the Five Emperors to today, secretly recorded all the dishes that have appeared in Chinese history, not known to the world. 】

[Today, the inheritance of Chinese cuisine is facing a major crisis, I was born to choose the master, and your heart is very strong, but I am willing to inherit the weight of Chinese cuisine inheritance and be a protector? 】

"Of course I do!" Hao Xian shouted without thinking about it.

As soon as the words fell, all the words on the paper disappeared and turned into a single word:

[Goodness. 】

The word "goodness" soon disappeared.

"What does it mean that Huaxia Kitchen is facing a crisis, and what do I need to do to protect the culinary heritage?" Seeing the recipe and talking, Hao Xian asked curiously.

However, no matter what he said, no more words appeared on the first page.

He had no choice but to continue to turn back, the second page on his right hand was still a wordless heavenly book, but the third page on his left hand had content again:

【Kitchen Garden Quest】

Objective: Gain the approval of the landlord Huang Sisi, so that the hometown pavilion can continue to operate.

Rewards: Unlock the Chef status bar and a Chef Immortal skill.

"How can it be the same as the system, do you secretly read a lot of online ......articles while recording recipes?"

Hao Xian complained, and then felt a little big, if the dishes he made could be recognized, why did he need to worry?

This recipe doesn't just send him tasks, and doesn't give him any plug-ins, right? Isn't that a good woman embarrassed to cook without rice!

With a hint of anticipation, Hao Xian turned to the next page.

On the fourth page, except for the "Recipe Catalog" written on the far right, there are only four words "Cantonese Food Treasures" near the middle, and the rest of the place is left blank.

The fifth page is also completely blank.

Cantonese Food Treasures...... Is it a recipe for Cantonese cuisine? Speaking of which, my father's best thing is Cantonese food.

Hao Xian stretched out his hand and stroked the word "Cantonese" that he was extremely familiar with.

Unbeknownst to him, the two sheets on the left side of the recipe suddenly became windless and automated, turned over the next few blank pages, and stopped on the eighth page with the title "Cantonese Food Treasures".

"This recipe actually has a touch screen function?"

Hao Xian couldn't help but complain, and hurriedly looked at the page that no longer seemed empty.

Under the "Cantonese Food Treasures", I wrote ten dish names that make people drool when they see them!

Hao Xian looked at the first dish, Cantonese roast goose, and in an instant, a large amount of cooking knowledge related to roast goose poured into his mind, forcing him to have a splitting headache and scream.

When he felt that he couldn't hold on to being blown up, it all came to an abrupt end, and he couldn't help but hold on to the kitchen with both hands and gasp heavily.

After his breathing was stable, Hao Xian couldn't help but recall the roast goose cooking technique that had been poured into his brain, and he actually had a wonderful feeling - he felt that as long as he got started, he could cook delicious roast goose!

However, he soon realized that many of these cooking techniques were already familiar to him.

Exactly what was in his father's notes!

And more comprehensive, more complete, more details than notes that are difficult to convey in words!

Hao Xian immediately looked at the other names of the dishes behind the roast goose, and after gritting his teeth and experiencing painful mental torture again and again, he finally finished reading this page of recipes and confirmed one thing-

These are my father's top 10 Cantonese dishes!

"So you've hidden Dad's recipe here...... It's good that I didn't lose it. ”

Hao Xian rubbed the "Peng Zu Kitchen Sutra" and muttered with a relieved look.

Then, a winning smile crossed his lips.

"Let's go, pick the fat goose!"

……

Time returned to the present, and seeing Huang Sisi's satisfied appearance, Hao Xian knew that his kitchen task had been successfully completed.

He was about to go back to the back kitchen to check the reward for the mission, when suddenly, an exaggerated female voice sounded outside the store, breaking his happy mood.

"Darling, we don't really want to eat this shabby Chinese food, do we? Chinese food or something, where is there a grade compared to steak! ”

The woman's words were not in English, but in Chinese.