Jiang Zhishu looked at the beautiful fried rice on the plate, and also stretched out the spoon and took a mouthful to his mouth.

Although he is an average cook, he has a keen sense of taste and is now the editor of the food section of a website.

A mouthful of fried rice, the man squinted in enjoyment.

The cucumber is crispy and tender, the shrimp meat is tender and springy, and the carrot is soft......

Each ingredient maintains the most suitable and delicious texture.

Even the rice has different temperatures, some are as crispy as a pot, others are soft and fluffy, mixed with other ingredients, the taste is layered, and there are surprises in every bite, just like the fried rice made by my grandfather in memory.

The man munched on fried rice, his face excited.

"Xiao Tian, it's great, our Jiang family's craftsmanship has finally not been lost, how did you do it?"

Jiang Tian smiled, "It's very simple, like my grandfather said, just master the heat!" ”

Chinese food pays attention to "color, flavor and shape", but the Jiang family has its own food theory.

Ingredients, knife work, and heat are equally important.

Don't look at this simple plate of fried rice, it is not a simple matter to maintain the different heat and taste of different ingredients.

Seeing that Jiang Zhishu was about to stretch out the spoon, he raised his little arm to protect his plate.

"Uncle, this is my meal!"

"Uh......" Jiang Zhishu's face was hot, "I'm sorry!" ”

The first bite is just a professional habit, and I always want to try it when I see food.

The second bite is really because...... It's so delicious!

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Outside the gates.

Feast stood at the foot of the steps, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his phone.

The sun is obliquely reflected on the man's shoulder, and the skin under the sun is more and more moist as jade, standing in front of a few sturdy bodyguards, the man is still half a head taller than them, like standing out from the crowd, like a jade tree in the wind.

The phone screen shows a map interface, and small red dots are flashing on the map, which is the location of the tracker he has installed on the button of the little one's clothes.

The child is in this mansion, and the distance from him is not more than 100 meters.

The man raised his eyes and stared at the antique vermilion lacquer gate in front of him, squinting slightly.

"This is the old residence of the Jiang family, a food family, and the Jiang Mansion is their family's property." Su Dongyang looked left and right and asked in a low voice, "Sir, I'm ......"

The words "go in and bring the little master out" were still in his throat, and the feast had already raised his jaw.

"Knock on the door."

Knock?!

Su Dongyang looked sideways with some uncertainty, "What if it ......"

If it is a kidnapping, knocking directly on the door like this, the other party may run away, and it may also startle the snake, and maybe it will hurt the little one.

"It's not a kidnapping!" The feast calmly denied his speculation, "He did it voluntarily!" ”

His son, of course he understands.

Although the child was less than five years old, it was not easy to kidnap him.

The man's tone was calm and determined, which made Su Dongyang also calm down.

This is not the first time that such a situation has long been accustomed to it.

This man has always had an excellent IQ, even if he is a former scout like Su Dongyang, he is like a transparent person in front of him, it seems that no matter what he thinks, the other party can see through him at a glance.

In Su Dongyang's impression, the feast has never gone wrong.

He said it wasn't kidnapping, so it must not be kidnapping.

No wonder, he wasn't in a hurry along the way, so it was!

Walking forward, Su Dongyang gently pressed the doorbell.