Chapter 8: Song Su returns to China

"Not bad, not bad."

Jiang Yunning praised without hesitation, after all, the sauce made by others is indeed delicious.

The hoisin sauce is fragrant but not greasy, sweet and salty, soft and delicious, and fragrant on the lips and teeth.

This mellow fragrance alone is enough to shake off Baishalou and a few long streets of Heyongju.

Not to mention that these sauces are made with the best ingredients in the world.

Baishalou and Heyongju's diluted sauces are not comparable at all.

"Where's Master Xu?"

She looked at Qing Yu who was standing on the side.

"Oh! Master Xu, his old man is already in the back kitchen, waiting for your guidance! ”

Qing Yu patted her head, and then remembered that Chef Xu had asked her to tell Jiang Yunning that he was waiting for her in the kitchen to give her instructions on cooking skills.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Jiang Yunning got up in a panic, it's over! Xu Chuan's old puppet must have asked her to compensate him for another hour!

"You didn't ask."

Xu Nuanyue, who was burying her head in hardship, helped her out of the siege, and her mouth was slurred.

The movements in the hands are not sloppy, scooping the soup with one hand and sandwiching the meat with the other.

What a "lady"!

Jiang Yunning: "......"

Jiang Yunning is speechless =_=, her best friend, uh...... Can she pretend she doesn't know?

Obviously, no.

Jiang Yunning covered her face and asked the kitchen helplessly.

Ay!

Back Kitchen ......

Chef Xu, who is nearly 50 years old, is standing next to the kitchen stove, his hands folded on his abdomen, and he stands in a proper manner.

It's just that his old face is about to cramp with a smile.

The master was 15 minutes late today~~

In other words, today the master will compensate me for an hour and a half!!

I'm so excited! (ノ)`ω´(ヾ)

When Jiang Yunning came, he saw Xu Chuan with such a mentally retarded face.

Jiang Yunning: "......"

Suddenly...... I want to go~~

But Xu Chuan didn't give her this opportunity at all, and as soon as he saw Jiang Yunning, he came up.

[Ah Tian: @许 Old Pifu Chuan wants to make a face, okay?]

Xu Lao Pifu Chuan: In order to get the master's guidance, what is this face? ( ̄ε( ̄)

Ah Tian: Uh......

Ah Tian: It's a loss under the ......]

Jiang Yunning pulled out a smile with difficulty, fortunately, she had the aura of the actress in her previous life. The smile is not too stiff.

"Master, what do you think of this pot of seafood soup?"

Xu Chuan led her to a pot of bubbling seafood soup, and then went to clean a silver spoon and handed it to Jiang Yunning.

Jiang Yunning bowed slightly, took the spoon he handed over and scooped a spoonful of soup.

She sniffed lightly, then took a sip, smash it, smash it. Savor it.

Xu Chuan went and poured another glass of water.

Jiang Yunning drank the rest of the soup and rinsed his mouth with the water he had poured. Commented:

"It's okay, it would be better if you added another pound of scallop dice."

Xu Chuan didn't question her at all, and after looking for a long time in the kitchen, he found a pack of scallop dices, and turned his head to ask for her opinion.

"Master, do you think this bag is okay?"

Jiang Yunning looked at it, well, a few taels away.

But it doesn't affect the taste.

"Pretty much."

……

Jiang Yunning stayed in the kitchen for more than an hour.

When I came out, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

When she came out, Xu Nuanyue was cleaning up the "mess".

Jiang Yunning: "......"

This foodie!

She hasn't eaten yet!

Jiang Yunning sighed helplessly, walked to the counter, and ordered a small tomato pot and a few plates of meat and vegetables with Qing Yu alone.

In this way, Jiang Yunning and Xu Nuanyue ate their meal from more than eight o'clock to more than eleven o'clock.

On-board ......

Xu Nuanyue ate and drank to her heart's content, and sat quietly in the passenger seat scrolling Weibo.

"Hey, hey! Yun Ning, Song Su! Song Da Movie King! It's the idol from your university, and he actually returned to China tonight! ”

Xu Nuanyue turned the phone screen to her excitedly.

Song Su......

Jiang Yunning's hand holding the steering wheel kept exerting force, his fingertips turned white, and his eyes were red.

Fortunately, it was covered by her long bangs that fell down.