He stared at Song Yihuan and frowned and asked, "Do you have a recipe?" Where did it come from? ”

"I won't tell you!" Song Yihuan got up and clapped his hands, and walked to the table not far away.

She glanced at the rice paper she had laid out earlier, and reached out to roll up her sleeve and grind it.

She didn't have a whim, since she hit Youzhou City, she has been thinking about how to make money.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was more appropriate to open a restaurant, and as for other ways to make money in her mind, she would discuss it later.

Opening a restaurant is the easiest for her at the moment, she doesn't need to do it herself, as long as she finds a good shopkeeper, a bookkeeper, a cook, a shopkeeper, the location of the restaurant, and the money in place.

After all, she really has a recipe, which spans thousands of years of Cantonese cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Hunan cuisine, and Hui cuisine.

She dares to guarantee that if the restaurant opens, it will definitely be the only one in the world.

There are countless modern delicacies, all gathered together, and business is not going to be booming.

Song Nuoyan saw her walking to the table to grind, and when he saw that he was about to write, he got up and walked.

When he approached, Song Yihuan had already dipped his pen in ink and wrote on rice paper.

Song Nuoyan was on the side, looking at the hairpin handwriting on the rice paper that was gradually emerging.

Four happy meatballs, seven thin and three fat meat fillings in the front of the pig, beat the meat filling in water, humidify and put in flour to mix, add green onions, ginger, garlic, and then add salt, stir in one direction and grab out the big balls by hand.

Put 70% of the oil in the pot and put it in the pot at a warm temperature, fry it over low heat, fry it and remove it, put it in the soup plate and add an appropriate amount of water......

Yellow stewed chicken, chicken thighs chopped into pieces, washed, prepared mushrooms, chili peppers, ginger garlic, shiitake mushroom slices, chili peppers cut into cubes.

Heat the oil in a pot, add the sugar, wait for the sugar to melt, add the chicken and stir-fry, ginger, garlic and chili, and then add the mushroom slices.

Finally, pour in water, boil over high heat, simmer for a while, add an appropriate amount of salt and seasonings, and remove the juice.

Song Nuoyan stood aside and looked at the handwriting that appeared on the rice paper, and everyone looked straight at it.

Next is sweet and sour carp, stir-fried pork, sweet and sour tenderloin, chopped pepper fish head, mapo tofu, sauerkraut fish, back to the pot meat, fish-flavored shredded pork, Buddha jumping over the wall, grunt meat, Dongpo meat, golden and jade full of hall, vinegared cabbage, braised eggplant, sour and hot potato shreds, and three fresh ...... A large list of recipes.

The specific is so fine that even the distance time of frying, frying, steaming, boiling, roasting, and boiling is marked.

Song Yihuan used several pieces of rice paper to record all the dishes she thought of temporarily.

She put down the pen in her hand, picked up the simple recipe on the side and looked at it, and saw that there was no problem, so she turned her head to the side, Song Nuoyan, who had been stupid.

"How is it, have you eaten any of these dishes?"

Song Nuoyan looked away from the recipe and shook his head at her stupidly.

He swallowed his saliva, and said with great surprise on his face: "Yihuan, where did you get the recipe from, just looking at the recipe makes people want to taste it." ”

Song Yihuan smiled mysteriously at her: "I'll tell you when my father comes back in the evening." ”

Song Nuoyan, who was still waiting for an answer, heard this, and became angry: "Is it true that my father and mother know about it, but I don't know it alone?" ”

I have to say, he is the truth.

Song Yihuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, the answer was already self-evident.

Song Nuoyan, who was originally talking casually, saw her appearance, and knew that he was right by him, and his face suddenly became aggrieved.

"Wow! You're all hiding it from me! ”

Song Nuoyan stepped forward and reached out to grab the recipe that Song Yihuan had just written down.