Tang Yuan woke up in a sudden chill. He blinked, adjusting to the dim light in the warm air. Turning his head, he met a pair of yellow-green eyes with doubt.

Blackie has been following this strange human for a long time. Since the owner left, the person has been lying in the place where the owner belonged for a long time. It's been so long that Xiao Hei almost thought that he was dying. So after making sure that he was not in any danger, Xiao Hei jumped to the side of the pillow, stretched out the cold meat pad that he had stepped on repeatedly on the ground just now, and quietly probed his forehead.

Tang Yuan looked at Xiao Hei expressionlessly, the unique momentum of the superior was fully opened, Xiao Hei shrank his neck in fear, arched his body and grinned with sharp teeth.

"Shut your mouth." A faint voice came out, without any emotion, but for no reason there was a hint of threat.

Tang Yuan returned to his supine position, clasped his hands on his abdomen, and closed his eyes again. This small bed made his long legs a little unable to fully extend, and his calves were slightly arched with the quilt, but it was the most comfortable time he had slept in months.

But this comfort was disturbed by a half-sized black cat. Chef Tang had a faint hint of displeasure in his heart.

"Gala Gala-" Xiao Hei felt that his position as the overlord of the community was completely suppressed by this man, and the key was that he couldn't fight! The man's glance made it inexplicably frightened, so angry that the little guy ran directly to the cat scratch board that Yu Jian made for it, and scratched it fiercely, as if this was the man's handsome face......

Tang Yuan frowned at the constant noise, and after a while, the remaining sleepiness was finally disturbed by Xiao Hei's chatter. He opened his dark eyes and slowly sat up straight.

The house is a little old, obviously some years old. The paint cracks in the joints in the corners, revealing the cement color of the wall behind them. The room is not big in size, but it is neatly tied, the little girl does not have too many things, and there are no cosmetics on the table, just a collection of several recipes for local dishes. He got out of bed and pulled open the closet not far away.

Sure enough, there are only a few pieces of clothing, and there is no consciousness of a young girl at all.

Tang Yuan sighed, stroked his forehead and laughed lowly. You don't have to look outside, you can feel the desolation of the owner of the house at a quick glance when you come in just now, except for the basic furniture, there is really nothing.

This heart gradually began to twitch again. In the past few months, has Yu Jian been living such a hard life? Tang Yuan sat back on the bed dejectedly, his hands on his knees, his upper body hanging down, his bangs covering his eyes, and he couldn't see his thoughts......

I don't know how long it took, a slight sound of conversation came from outside the door, accompanied by footsteps on the stairs, which finally caught Tang Yuan's attention.

The moment he lifted his face, the door opened. The assistant poked his head in like a giraffe, and saw his boss posing with a contemplative like a sculpture, and then ...... Eyes stared at him sharply.

He suddenly felt a chill come out of the soles of his feet again, and hurriedly pushed the food box in his hand into the hands of the person behind him, and fled: "I...... I suddenly remembered that there was still something to deal with......

Let's go! Let's go! Why did his boss tell him with such a naked look: What are you doing here? Don't get out of here!

The assistant jumped down the stairs in three steps and two steps, and disappeared into the wind and snow in a hurry like a ghost. This minus ten degrees is not only the temperature in Xinjiang Province, but also the young heart that was bruised by the boss-

……

Yu Jian didn't say a word, put all the things on the table aside, opened enough space, and put the dishes in the food box one by one.

Considering Tang Yuan's weak body, she didn't bring back the dishes from the restaurant, but made some alone, refreshing and turquoise fried shrimp with broccoli, fragrant and appetizing hot and sour lamb tendon, spinach blanched with garlic after blanching with water, lamb leg bones stewed soft and without losing the original flavor, and the emperor's porridge that was praised by Brother Ye as the elixir and jade liquid.

Tang Yuan took a deep breath, and a faint aroma filled the air, and a crisp sound came out of his stomach that had no appetite for a long time.

At this time, Yu Jian couldn't hold it back, glanced at him funny, and stuffed the spoon and chopsticks into his hand:

"A dignified Western chef can even make himself hungry! It's not a shame to say it!"

Tang Yuan's face did not change and his heart did not beat, he calmly picked up a shrimp, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The shrimp Q bomb, with the salty taste unique to the ocean, captured his heart at once. This little girl's cooking is just like her person, and she can always surprise people differently.

"I'm just not used to eating in Xinjiang." He explained incomparably. This can't be blamed on him, Xinjiang Province loves spicy food, and the ingredients are mostly cattle and sheep, so it's not normal for him to come over and not adapt to it all of a sudden.

Yu Jian didn't say much to him, scooped up a large bowl of emperor porridge and put it in front of him, raised his chin, and said, "Drink it all."

This colorful soup made Chef Tang interested, and with the unique curiosity of the chef, he slowly stirred it up, and noticed the novelty in the direction of the spoon.

"This ...... It's not rice, is it?"

Yu Jian smiled lightly: "Although the emperor's porridge has the name of porridge, it has not put a grain of rice. Something like a grain of rice is made from noodles. If you taste it, it tastes different from ordinary porridge."

A small bowl of noodle soup is made with carrots, chamagu and various rich ingredients, and then simmered in clear mutton broth, and hand-kneaded flour grains are added.

Tang Yuan gently blew on the edge of the bowl, and first took a small sip of the soup, which was slightly sweet and slightly sour, among which the unique taste of Chamagu rushed to his heavenly spirit cover in an instant, making his eyes light up and bright.

This is a taste that he has never tasted in nearly 30 years of his life, sour and sweet, fresh and fragrant, vegetables and meat fat, this is the opposite and opposing taste, but it can be perfectly integrated in a small bowl, layer after layer of superimposed taste, so that he is immersed in it for a moment, unable to extricate himself.

It is said that the mutton in Xinjiang Province has its own smell, but Tang Yuan's mouth only has the fragrance of mutton and mutton fat, and there is no strange smell. There were also vegetables mixed in it, and it was paired with chewy grains, and the multiple flavors burst out in his mouth, and he took one bite after another, and in just a few minutes, he dried up a whole bowl.

In the dry season of winter in Xinjiang Province, this bowl of emperor's porridge really relieved his fatigue for many days and made him emerge with infinite vitality and strength.

"One more bowl!" Chef Tang wiped his lips arrogantly, and stretched out the bowl in front of Yu Jian, his eyes revealing infinite longing.