The next afternoon, five members of the research team arrived in Risère.

Tang Yuan hugged them one by one until he stopped in front of the last petite oriental face.

The woman looked excited, her face was red, and Tang Yuan patted her shoulder: "It's been hard all the way." He turned his head and spoke to the men in front of him.

Qi Jingjun's blood faded from her face, and the deep admiration in her eyes turned into unwillingness. Jianbu stepped forward and calmly grabbed Tang Yuan's arm, she forcibly endured the sharp pain in her chest and squeezed out a sweet smile: "I haven't seen you for so long, there is only one sentence of hard work? A-Yuan, you're not enough friends!"

The action looks calm, as if it is an intimate act between friends, and people can't guess other thoughts.

Tang Yuan was stunned, his body stiffened for a moment, and he pulled Qi Jingjun's hand away without a trace, distancing himself from her.

His expression was calm, but there was a warning in his eyes: "Let's get down to business first."

In addition to the old mansion, Tang Yuan also has a property in Lisyr. This is the house where his parents lived back then, and Alyssa secretly bought it and gave it to Tang Yuan. The house is very secluded, in the downtown area, but it is quiet in the middle of the noise, and it is also a little distant from the neighbors. The point is, here, no one knows except for Alyssa's old servant.

"Boss, yes, I can't tell it's a decades-old mansion." The man in the research team who dyed a tuft of small yellow hair said that although they all grew up abroad, they spoke Mandarin authentically.

Huang Mao sat on the fabric sofa, twisting his hips from side to side to test the elasticity, and stood up and touched the old-fashioned artwork on the walls and cabinets, amazed.

Typical Rieslean style, full of rustic and idyllic atmosphere, warm and cozy.

Tang Yuan was also a little touched, every flower and tree in the house was placed according to his parents' living habits, thanks to these Alyssa who found someone to maintain it carefully, it was able to maintain its original appearance.

"You just live here, take care of it!" Tang Yuan said.

"Yes!" Huang Mao gave a military salute, which made everyone laugh.

During this time, a man in a rough military coat put down the suitcase, fished out a small box from it, groped out a few scattered parts from the side, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to assemble them.

Huang Mao smiled: "Second brother, don't be in such a hurry, can't you wait for us to rest for a while?"

The man didn't raise his head: "You're the second, you're the second in the family!" Call the second brother!"

In the research team, Tang Yuan is the boss, and all the money is paid by him, and they obey. The raunchy man is the second, majoring in physics and chemistry, but he is involved in all kinds of technical work, and they are also served. Huang Mao is the third child, and he is a lawyer by profession, but he has superb cooking skills, and he was fooled by Tang Yuan somehow. The fourth child is a nerd of Muna, but he is a top student in biology, but as long as he is alive, he knows how many bones there are after his X-ray eyes.

Finally, there is the delicate girl Qi Jingjun, she is the second sister, a mechanical engineering designer...... It is also one of Tang Yuan's rotten peach blossoms.

"That's it!" The second child shouted, raising the already complete machine in his hand, "A-Yuan, try it?"

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The refrigerator is always stocked with fresh ingredients, which is also Alyssa's arrangement. Perhaps the old lady still has a fantasy in her heart that one day her son and daughter-in-law will still be able to stand in front of her.

Tang Yuan put on an apron hanging behind the door, and the pattern of pink and orange flowers did not violate the harmony at all, making his whole person take off his fierce color, and his whole body softened.

Qi Jingjun sat on the sofa and watched his every move intently.

As everyone knows, this look has long been seen by others. Huang Mao gently pushed the second child, and whispered, "Look at your sister's nympho strength, you won't let her converge and converge. A-Yuan already has someone he likes......

The second child pushed the lens and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Huang Mao stroked the yellow in his hair, quite smug: "You don't care about it, I just know anyway." One time when he called Tang Yuan, there seemed to be a young girl's voice next to him, gurgling like a stream, although Tang Yuan covered the earpiece in time, he still listened to it

See. What's it called? Ajan??

The fourth child also accosted on the side: "Jing Jun and Ah Yuan have no results, this kind of unrequited love...... It's too painful." His eyes were full of bitterness. Qi Jingjun fell in love with Tang Yuan, and he fell in love with Qi Jingjun, this kind of triangular relationship of secret love tortured him to death.

"Yo-nerds have opened up, too?" Huang Mao exclaimed exaggeratedly, put one hand around the fourth child's neck, fixed his head on his shoulder, and stroked his hair "gently" with the other hand, "Tell my brother, which girl do you have a crush on?" Isn't it pretty? Is your body good?"

Qi Jingjun heard their movements, frowned and glanced at them in displeasure, and then looked away indifferently.

Lao Si's face turned red, and he couldn't speak.

After the duck breast is thawed, use kitchen paper to absorb the water, put a flower knife on the duck skin, sprinkle pepper, salt, rosemary thyme, garlic, and then drizzle a small amount of olive oil, massage and marinate evenly for five minutes.

The marinated duck breast is sealed in a vacuum bag with spices and ingredients.

Add an appropriate amount of water to the low-temperature cooking machine, adjust the temperature and time, and put it into a sealed bag after the preheating is completed. The water temperature is maintained at the perfect temperature required by the duck meat through the blessing of the machine, and the tiny bubbles are constantly generated and extinguished in the machine, and the color of the duck meat has not changed, and the fresh color is still maintained until the machine is released.

Tang Yuan took out the duck meat cooked at a low temperature, blotted up the water and put it in a frying pan, added fresh oranges and spices, and after a few seconds, the duck skin turned crisp and golden yellow, and a rich aroma also filled the air.

"What a fucking incense!" Huang Mao sighed, involuntarily touched his hungry stomach, and shouted with his head held high, "A-Yuan, are you alright?"

Tang Yuan was observing the meat quality in the middle of the duck meat, and the clamp exerted a slight force, and the plump juice overflowed from it, dripping onto the equally juicy orange. He nodded, turned off the heat, and set the plate in one go.

In Morandi's blue dinner plate, the oil-sealed low-temperature duck breast has been cut into pieces of consistent size, and placed in a staggered manner, with burnt oranges on the surface and purple flowers, and a green rosemary is inserted horizontally, just like the autumn Riesle, everywhere is full of harvest atmosphere.

Huang Mao took out his camera, looked at all angles, left and right, up and down, and still admired: "This is simply art! A-Yuan, what is there to do as an heir? If you continue to be a chef, you will definitely become the best in the world!"

The fourth child didn't care whether it looked good or not, and took the lead in picking up the knife and fork. The knife easily cuts the surface of the duck meat, the meat is delicate pink, a bite down, soft and fragrant, the juice bursts, the original aroma of the duck meat mixed with various spices swirling and flying in the mouth, the more chewing, the more rich the flavor.

Tender and soft, rich in oil, and the dense and strong taste makes the old four look unpredictable. This kind of taste is not as domineering as ordinary Western food, but the slowly brewing flavor reaches the commanding high point in an instant, and this pleasure soars in his heart instantly.

At this moment, he forgot the love that he couldn't ask for, and the pieces of duck meat in his eyes became the most graceful lover.