It didn't take long for Jiang Dongyang to reply in the affirmative and make an appointment with Luo He for a specific time and place to meet.

In the afternoon, Luo He followed the address and came to an antique teahouse in the Imperial Capital.

The teahouse is located deep in the garden, with an elegant environment. When you walk into the hall, the fragrance of tea is refreshing, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and a lady in cheongsam is playing the guzheng.

Luo He couldn't help but sigh, Master Jiang knows how to enjoy it, and this cheongsam is paired with black silk...

It's polite to look at him once. If you look at him a few more times, you'll be sorry for Master Li.

Luo He withdrew his gaze, looked around at the tea sets and calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and unexpectedly found a familiar figure walking down the stairs.

The person who came was wearing a butler's uniform, and he was Butler Cheng, whom he had met once before at the Zao Lord Festival.

"Mr. Luo He, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Butler Cheng extended his hand and said, "Young master is waiting for you in the tea room on the second floor. I will show you the way."

"Uncle Cheng, long time no see." Luo He said with a smile, "I still remember the pulled yam you made that day. It was indeed an expert's work."

As a chef, Luo He has an amazing memory for dishes and also recognizes Butler Cheng's accomplishments in Shandong cuisine.

Butler Cheng's eyes flashed with warmth, and he wanted to praise Luo He's performance in last night's final. Then he thought that he had defeated his own young master, and he coughed dryly and said:

"You are ridiculous...please go this way."

Second floor, tea room.

Butler Cheng knocked on the door, and after receiving the reply "Please come in," he opened the door, nodded to Luo He, and then carefully closed the door.

Luo He looked around...the tea room was furnished like a study room, with desks, inkstones, rice paper, bookshelves, and porcelain vases.

After passing the screen, there was a young and mature figure sitting on a yellow pear wood chair next to the tea table.

The blue-haired boy put down the tea set in his hand, stood up and stretched out his hand:

"We meet again."

"It's only been a long time." Luo He shook hands and immediately sat in front of Jiang Dongyang.

Jiang Dongyang also sat down and said softly: "I didn't even sleep well last night...are you asleep?"

Luo He smiled: "I slept well."

"That's right...after all, you won." Jiang Dongyang chuckled helplessly, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Winning is indeed beautiful."

Jiang Dongyang finally knew why his sister always fell into trouble every time she faced Luo He.

After all, even I couldn't defeat the guy in front of me, and I was even taught a lesson by him.

There is no need to be jealous when facing talents who are better than you in one aspect or even in many aspects.

Finding ways to make friends and learning is the key.

"It's not easy at all. We were almost 100 million points away from losing." Luo He said modestly.

"Forget it..." Jiang Dongyang said with a sigh, "Let's skip this topic."

Being swept away by one against five, plus one person killing three of them, Jiang Dongyang's heart beats just thinking about it.

I even had a nightmare last night, dreaming about being beaten up by my sister.

Cough, I don’t want to think about this anymore... Jiang Dongyang handed the beautifully bound menu to Luo He:

"Look, what do you want to drink."

Luo He flipped through the menu and stared:

"A cup of tea costs a thousand? Why don't you go and grab it?"

"This is much faster than grabbing." Jiang Dongyang complained, "I'm treating you today, so you can do whatever you want."

"No, I should treat you to dinner today." Luo He closed the menu, "I'll borrow the kitchen here, and you can ask Uncle Cheng to bring some Longjing tea."

"Longjing tea? What do you want to cook?" Jiang Dongyang asked.

"Let's have some food," Luo He said.

"Then I won't ask." Jiang Dongyang nodded and said, "I look forward to your cooking skills that will impress both my sister and Elder Niu."

This is not free... Luo He looked at Jiang Dongyang: "You probably haven't forgotten that thing you mentioned on the field, right?"

"Of course." The blue-haired boy raised his head, "I, Jiang Dongyang, never break my promise."

These two siblings are quite interesting... they both have good personalities and are worth getting to know.

Luo He left the tea room and borrowed the kitchen. To be cautious, he did not use the legendary kitchen utensils and took out the dough just prepared this morning from the storage ring.

Immediately, Luo He began to carry out the most important process of today's cooking-stretching noodles.

Dragon whisker noodles are thin and long noodles that resemble dragon whiskers. When stretched, they look like silver snakes dancing wildly.

The thin noodles, like a waterfall flowing down, are combined with the soup stock made of mushrooms, chicken, ham and other mountain delicacies to bring a more delicate and soft taste.

The finished dragon beard noodles do not need to be decorated too much, just garnish with green vegetables on the delicious noodle soup, and it is already a treasure in the world.

There was a knock on the kitchen door.

Butler Cheng walked into the kitchen and happened to see Luo He stretching noodles. He was slightly startled and shocked by his miraculous skills.

As a master of Shandong cuisine, Butler Cheng knows that this 'dragon beard noodle' is extremely difficult, and if you don't pay attention to the noodle-stretching process, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

But in Luo He's hands, the noodles seemed to have been injected with soul, and they glowed with life like dragons and phoenixes dancing.

Butler Cheng couldn't help but sigh... It's really not a coincidence that Mr. Luo He can get the Zao Lord's inheritance!

Luo He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Butler Cheng and greeted:

"Uncle Cheng, just put the tea aside. I'll make another dish later."

Another dish is the famous Hangzhou cuisine, Longjing Shrimp.

The pure and green Longjing green tea is combined with the fresh West Lake shrimps. The freshness is filled with the aroma of tea, the color is elegant, and the taste is light.

Butler Cheng watched the whole process of Luo He making Longxu noodles and Longjing shrimps.

When the dishes and noodles are cooked at the same time, the two fragrances are subtly and harmoniously intertwined, and Butler Cheng swallows his saliva involuntarily.

"Uncle Cheng, please bring it over," Luo He said with a smile, "I've prepared one for you too."

Butler Cheng looked surprised, glanced at Luo He gratefully, and said, "Mr. Luo He, thank you very much."

Luo He nodded with a smile and returned to the tea room with Butler Cheng.

Jiang Dongyang was sitting upright, with a strange look in his eyes suddenly as he looked at the dishes and soup in Butler Cheng's hand.

The noodle soup is fragrant and the noodles are as thin as silk; the shrimp are as smooth as jade and exude the aroma of tea.

Gulu——

Just by smelling the fragrance, the blue-haired boy's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll, and he said:

"What are these two dishes?"

"Dragon beard noodles, Longjing shrimps." Luo He smiled: "You two should try it while it's hot. My craftsmanship should not have deteriorated yet!"

Butler Cheng looked hesitant, and it wasn't until the blue-haired boy nodded gently that Butler Cheng dared to sit down.

Jiang Dongyang held chopsticks and looked at the dragon beard noodles with hesitation on his face. Finally, he picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth together with the scooped up noodle soup.

jingle--

Jiang Dongyang's eyes widened in disbelief.

There was a turbulent wave in my heart, and there seemed to be a scene in front of my eyes of a green dragon with its two claws stretched out, its whiskers fluttering, and flying high into the sky!

"Suck-"

Even though he had a good upbringing, Jiang Dongyang couldn't control the frequency with which he sucked the noodles, and the chopsticks and spoons kept making clashing sounds.

The dragon's whisker noodles are as thin as an autumn hair, each strand is soaked in the delicious broth, and the texture is so soft and lingering that you can't stop using the chopsticks.

Paired with a mouthful of crystal-clear shrimp, the chewy texture and refreshing tea aroma will whet your appetite. It is simply a treat to enjoy with dragon beard noodles.

Jiang Dongyang no longer speculated on why Luo He could become the successor of Zao Lord——

He is a born genius in the cooking world!

"Huh..." Jiang Dongyang breathed out.

Unknowingly, the Longxuxian Noodles have bottomed out, and more than half of the Longjing Shrimps have been wiped out.

Jiang Dongyang looked at the noodle bowl, suddenly worried about gain and loss.

After trying Luo He’s craftsmanship, what should I do if I can’t eat it again?

At this time, Luo He said: "How does it taste?"

Jiang Dongyang put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said calmly:

“It’s well-deserved.”

Luo He smiled happily...even your sister has never tasted this!

"However, I have a question, I don't know whether I should talk about it or not." The blue-haired boy sat upright.

Luo He was slightly startled. Is there something wrong with my food? It shouldn't be?

Looking at the serious-looking Jiang Dongyang, Luo He nodded and said:

"But it doesn't matter."

Jiang Dongyang looked at Luo He and said seriously:

"Luo He, do you still lack a brother-in-law?"
To be continued...