In the face of Ye Fei's concerned inquiry, Jiang Yu felt a burst of warmth and felt a little soreness in his heart.

An An was sleeping sweetly in the house, and Ye Fei, who finally fell in love with this family.

At this moment, she felt extraordinarily happy.

Early the next morning.

Ye Fei turned over and got up, and after washing, he made breakfast, which was still yesterday's leftovers.

He mixed the unfinished rice with water and boiled it into porridge, and drank two large bowls of soup in a row.

The rest was put on the steamer for Jiang Yu and An Anwen.

After settling breakfast, Ye Fei found a wooden barrel and broke half of it, but fortunately, there was no hole in the bottom of the barrel and some water could be put into it.

Ye Fei fished the eel out of the tank and put it in, and poured some water to keep it moist so as not to dry it out.

As for the soft-shelled turtles, he kept them in a wooden basin with a board on top to prevent them from escaping.

A cart was crammed to the brim of his head.

Fortunately, most of the way to the county seat was downhill, and it was not very strenuous, otherwise it would be so heavy that he would really not be able to push it.

After fixing everything and seeing that it was not too early, Ye Fei packed up and prepared to go.

Walking along the mountain road, this time Ye Fei took an extra hour.

There is no other reason.

It's just that when passing by a mountain col, I saw a dense bamboo forest not far away, and the growth of bamboo shoots was particularly gratifying.

Ye Fei couldn't help but pick up a few.

Not far away, there was another wormwood that had just sprouted, and one of them couldn't hold back, and it was delayed for a long time.

How can you let go of this dish delivered to your door.

By the time he arrived in Yunxian County with his things, it was already eight or nine o'clock.

The aunt at the entrance of Qianmen Street thought he wasn't coming.

Seeing that Ye Fei's daughter-in-law and daughter didn't come today, she couldn't help but ask.

"Why did you come alone today?"

"I sold vegetables for a day yesterday, and I know it's bitter."

Hearing her mean this, she was accusing Jiang Yu of not being able to endure hardship, but he didn't come after selling the vegetables for a day.

Ye Fei smiled, mentioned his wife and children, and said softly.

"She still has to take care of the children and do housework at home, and I can do that."

"Besides, no one works harder, everyone has their own good things."

When Ye Fei said this, the old aunt smiled brightly, and only said that Jiang Yu was blessed, and Ye Fei was a capable person or something.

Ye Fei didn't say anything more, just fiddling with the dishes on the cart.

On the way here, Ye Fei's mind quickly recalled the information from this time.

If he remembered correctly, Master Zhao of the Drunken Immortal Residence was researching new dishes during this time.

Finally devouring a new dish, the ungrateful apprentice sold it clean, and turned around and threw the menu to the cyclamen opposite.

Not only did the cyclamen take it all, but they also wrote the dish into the recipe before Chef Zhao.

After being discovered, he even beat a rake and slandered that Master Zhao sent someone to steal the recipe.

For a while, the reputations of Master Zhao and Drunken Immortal Ju were affected.

This also led to Xu Yuan slowly replacing Zhao Youquan's position.

The main ingredients for the dish are eel and soft-shelled turtle.

Ye Fei also heard gossip when the cyclamen ate this dish later.

So this time he decided to save Master Zhao and take the first step to make him rich.

This time, good people will be rewarded in the end.

......

Drunken Immortal Residence Kitchen.

Master Zhao was busy in the steaming kitchen, constantly tumbling the pot in his hand.

A group of people stood behind them, their eyes wide to see what was in the pot.

Zhao You can sit in the palm of this drunken immortal residence, not all because of his excellent cooking skills.

What's more, because he has a spirit of research, he develops new dishes every few months.

This also makes the drunken immortal residence an endless stream of guests, and the business is in full swing, which is enviable.

It was morning, and there weren't many customers in the store.

Zhao Youquan was not too busy, and began to study new dishes again.

This time he is going to make a dish that is stir-fried with eel and soft-shelled turtle.

Since he is still in the research stage, he has to adjust every step, whether it is in terms of taste or meat quality, he has to control it precisely.

Several apprentices stood behind and watched very seriously, and Xu Yuan looked at the pot without blinking, and his expression had other meanings.

Zhao Youquan is upright, and he doesn't hide his cooking, and he doesn't worry about others saying that the disciples of the church will starve the master to death.

Just when he was about to be fried, the steward who came to the front hall found him with an anxious face.

"Master Zhao, go and take a look, there is a guest upstairs who wants to look for you by name, not that you have a problem with the dish."

Hearing this, a group of people in the back kitchen were stunned.

You must know that under Zhao Youquan's mastery, everyone will only say that it is delicious, where can anyone dare to say that there is a problem with the dishes he makes.

Sure enough, Zhao Youquan, who was cooking, immediately changed his face when he heard someone say this.

Hurriedly put down the dish he was studying, handed it to his apprentice Xu Yuan, and then followed the steward out of the kitchen.

Before leaving, explain it repeatedly, master the heat, and put a little salt.

Xu Yuan was obedient on the surface, but as soon as Zhao Youquan left, the corners of his mouth couldn't help rising.

This is a plan they have prepared for a long time.

It turned out that he had already agreed with the people from the cyclamen that this time Zhao Youquan's new dish was his name.

When several assistant cooks saw Zhao Youquan handing over the dishes to Xu Yuan, they all felt hopeless and scattered to do their own things.

Don't forget to say two more good words, counting on Xu Yuan to be able to carry one or two after inheriting Zhao Youquan's position.

Xu Yuan responded with a smile, but in his heart he looked down on this group of people like him.

But when Zhao Youquan returned to the back kitchen after dealing with the things upstairs, he saw that the cooks inside were all gathered together, and his face was very ugly.

Zhao Youquan sighed in his heart, walked in quickly, and pushed away the people who were watching the excitement.

I saw Xu Yuan standing in place with a bewildered expression, looking at Zhao Youquan who came back pitifully.

"Master, this dish seems to have been smashed."

Zhao Youquan didn't believe that there could be a problem with the dishes he had carefully made.

As soon as he brushed Xu Yuan away, he took a pair of chopsticks and took a bite and threw it into his mouth.

With just one bite, Zhao Youquan's face wrinkled together, and he hurriedly spit it out.

"Why is it so bitter?"

Everyone didn't have time to stop them, and they all turned their faces away when they heard the words.

Xu Yuan said with a bitter face.

"Master, I don't know what's going on. I followed what you said, added a little salt and served it, thinking that it was a dish that Master had studied, so I thought about trying it, and it turned out to be the taste. ”

The guys on the side also hurriedly helped.

"Yes, when we saw him spit it out, our hearts were also curious, the big guys were guarding it, and there was no fork in the slightest, why can't we import it so bitterly."

These words smashed into Zhao Youquan's heart.

Isn't this just saying that it's definitely not their ghost, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame him for having a problem with his food.

This group of people in the kitchen had different thoughts, and Zhao Youquan knew it for a long time.

Now that the idea has hit him, this thing must not be tolerated.