What Zhang Hua said to Wu Guoliang, Yu Jian didn't know, she walked the dog with great insight.

When he came back, Zhang Hua happened to be leaving, and they met in the alley, and left phone calls for each other, saying that they would send her the time and place of the private banquet. I guess there is something, and I left in a hurry.

"Uncle Wu?" The room was so quiet that she couldn't hear even a trace of gasp, and Yu Jian looked at Da Huang Mian and called in a low voice.

Wu Guoliang was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his expression solemn. Yu Jian called several times before he slowly opened his eyes and showed a reluctant smile: "I'm back......

Then he said, "I'll lie down for a while, and you can get busy."

It's about being alone.

Yu Jian added hot water to his thermos cup, and took out a blanket to cover him, and the heating in the house was fully turned on, but he was not worried about his cold.

"I'll make you dinner later." She said carefully.

She was answered by the sound of steady, unwavering breathing.

When the sound of the door being closed came, Wu Guoliang suddenly opened his eyes, and many emotions of sadness, anger, and unwillingness were mixed together, and evolved into deep helplessness.

He couldn't have imagined that the person who hurt him the most was the one who was, the closest relative-

The uncle is his grandfather's youngest child, and the old man is old, so he is very spoiled. Wu Wu Fang can also be regarded as growing up in a honey pot, because there is not much difference in age from Wu Guoliang, so they often play together.

After the defeat of the martial arts, the two relied on each other for their lives. He knew that his uncle was jealous of his cooking skills, but talent was a gift from God, and besides, in the entire martial arts family, who could have him Wu Guoliang and be diligent and hardworking?

Even so, when the old man died, he passed on most of the white case skills to Wushu Fang, leaving very few to Wu Guoliang.

Eccentricity is like this, what is he not satisfied with Wushu Fang? He was his own nephew, and if he wasn't lucky, he might have even had to die in the explosion.

The martial arts family has been loyal to Huaxia all their lives, and there is such a traitor when they come, the old man is in the coffin, but he is afraid that he will be so angry that he can't close his eyes.

Wu Guoliang couldn't figure out how human nature could be so bad.

He slowly closed his eyes, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

When Yu Jian came over in the evening, he was still lying flat, and Yu Jian pushed him worriedly.

"Don't push, don't push, I'm dizzy......" The shaking posture was a little big, and Wu Guoliang hurriedly spoke. Listening to the sound, it doesn't seem to be as weak as in the afternoon.

sat up slowly, rubbed his sore waist, and glared at Yu Jian dissatisfiedly: "You can't be gentle with the elderly!"

Yu Jian was still worried, and asked, "The anger has disappeared?"

"What else can I do? I was bitten by a dog, can I still pay it back? Am I not going to be a dog too?" Wu Guoliang muttered.

Rhubarb looks up: I think you're insinuating me.

Yu Jian rubbed his shoulders and said lightly, "Don't bite him. But we can't let him go."

Wu Guoliang turned his head, looked at her several times steadily, and suddenly smiled: "Okay! Uncle Wu is waiting for you to avenge me!"

……

Wu Guoliang didn't care, but buried this mind deep in his heart, and returned to his usual appearance, but he became more severe when he pointed out Yu Jianbai's case.

Soon, the time agreed with Zhang Hua arrived.

The venue for the private banquet is in the city center, a five-star high-end hotel.

Yu Jian stood at the door and looked at the hotel's LOGO for a while, and suddenly found that it seemed to be the same as the Demon Capital Celebration Banquet, and thought of what Tang Yuan had said to her, so she took out her mobile phone and took a photo and sent it over.

Soon, the other party replied: [Going to dinner? Hang on my account. 】

Wow –

Sure enough, Chef Tang, who used to search for poisonous tongues, is gone, and now this kind of domineering president's immediacy is really a bit ...... Spicy eyes!!

Yu Jian grinned and replied to him with an expression: [No, come and observe. 】

After a few minutes, the other side replied: [It is said that he was killed today

It's a reservation, it's a guest from southern Anhui, are you in charge? 】

[The heirs of the Manchu and Han Dynasty are all here, how can it be my turn!] 】

Tang Yuan chuckled, her little expression of complaint seemed to appear in front of her, and she immediately made a comforting gesture of touching her head, and turned a red envelope: [Send a bag to soothe your injured little heart, make persistent efforts, and one day you can become the head chef of a five-star hotel!] 】

Yu Jian clicked on it, and it was really eight cents and eight cents, no more than one cent, no less.

However, the boss also provided an important information to him, the guests are from southern Anhui, and the cooks are all from Zhang Hua's gang, so they must want to taste the most famous Manchu and Han banquets in the capital.

Yu Jian lifted her spirits, took a deep breath, and took a firm step, this is an excellent learning opportunity!

Zhang Hua also just arrived, and saw that the little girl was much earlier than the agreed time, and her heart was full of smiles, and she was a good cook for cooking.

took her to the back kitchen, and surprised the little girl again. The kitchen was as big as an ordinary banquet hall, and she was dazzled by the abundance of utensils. There were already chefs who arrived first to prepare for the work, and when they met Zhang Hua, they greeted them in unison.

Zhang Hua patted Yu Jian's head, and puffed out his chest proudly: "Let you see the craftsmanship in the palace!"

On the long table, a dazzling array of cold dishes have been prepared, Yu Jian looked, rich and rich, broken jade jade, toon chicken wings, Kunlun purple eggplant, tangerine peel beef...... To say the least, there are seventeen or eighteen.

Secretly dumbfounded, the Qing palace is exquisite, the eating habits are combined with the nomads and the characteristics of the Central Plains, the key shapes are also unique, and even the name is full of deep meaning in four-word words.

Zhang Hua has already cleaned his hands and dressed to prepare for the production of white case pastries, the first thing is a jade gourd.

Glutinous rice flour and noodles are stirred evenly with boiling water, then wrapped in the prepared cantaloupe filling, kneaded into the shape of a gourd, tied with red silk, and steamed in the basket.

He began to knead the red dough again, wrapped it in peaches, and made it a red fruit.

Then come to the green bean paste, pinch it into the shape of a long bean, and a green bean to find the vine will become.

Looking at it, Yu Jian said "Huh". The production method of pastries in the Manchu and Han Dynasty banquets is similar to that of the boat in Sushi, and the ingredients used and the production methods are almost the same. However, the boat points in the south of the Yangtze River pay more attention to the shape and transparency, and what Zhang Hua does is probably more thick and simple, close to the original ecology.

"What? Think it's similar to a boat?" Zhang Hua asked while moving in his hand.

Yu Jian nodded, "It's true that some places are the same."

"Although the Manchu and Han banquets came from the palace, the dishes are mostly a combination of various places. The difference between the north and the south is only the difference in taste, and the white case is all the same. A little flour, adding different things, I can make something kaleidoscopic. Chestnut cake, purple potato cake, water chestnut cake, adzuki bean cake, pea yellow ......"

I can't do it without me, only you can't think of it.

Zhang Hua gave a look, and Yu Jian understood.