"Master."

Ye Feizhou entered the tea room and asked with a flash of eyes: "You tell her about Chef Xia's whereabouts..."

"What, are you worried?"

Longtou glanced at his beloved disciple strangely, and couldn't help laughing: "Flying Boat, I didn't expect that in a competition, you were already impressed by his cooking skills." The old man blinked, "Well, if you have a partner on the road, it is also a beautiful thing. In the past, you didn't have such a partner role that is both a teacher and a friend, and it was said that you were withdrawn and arrogant."

Ye Feizhou blushed and said, "Partner? That devil doesn't need such a character, right?"

The old man shook his head and looked deep, "No one wants to become more and more lonely as he goes. In this way, even if he reaches the extreme, no one can witness it behind him, and no one can share the joy of reaching the top with him. Is that interesting?"

He sighed.

"I won't talk about this." The old man waved, "Lei Aoxue wanted to open a destined food halberd for the Seven Star Knife. With that person's personality, he might not pay attention to such food halberd requirements. Let's talk about it when she goes to the point of being disappointed."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feizhou stretched his eyebrows. Although he didn't have much contact with Xia Yu, Ye Feizhou roughly understood what kind of person he was.

In a sense, he is as lazy as Li Han.

In other words, Xia Yu has never been very enthusiastic about abuse of vegetables unless Lei Aoxue can arouse his interest.

What is the value of Lei Aoxue worth him to defeat?

To correct the name of the Seven Star Knife?

It seems that this motive for eating halberds does not exist.

Before leaving, Ye Feizhou paused and suddenly remembered something. He turned to the tea-sniffing leader and said, "By the way, the selection of operating rights for Ju Shuo every three years will be held on the Lantern Festival after the Spring Festival. Will Master still send me to host the venue this time?"

The old man sat for a long time and it was obvious what he was thinking about.

"In the past three years, will Juxiafang's business have improved?"

Ye Feizhou's eyes were filled with a hint of contempt and replied: "This is the selection of the various branches of their Liu clan. Over the past century, the Liu clan has declined. The last time he selected, Liu Lan's team won the victory. Liu Lan himself is a special chef, but he has not many helpers. He only recruited a special chef assistant with a notorious local wine-girl special chef. Liu Lan himself devoted all his resources to cultivate his son, and he was eliminated in the second round of auditions at this meeting..."

"So, in the past three years, I heard that Ju's business has not improved much, but her reputation in Jincheng has gradually become corrupt."

As he said that, Ye Feizhou seemed cautious and observed the master's expression. Seeing that he was not angry and calm, he felt relieved.

"So, this year you will continue to preside over the selection of the Liu clan for me."

"good!"

...

The Spring Festival is approaching!

This is also the reason why Xia Yu hurriedly returned to Shu after the hunting meeting ended.

After all, the root of the Xia family is in Shu. Xia Yu has grown up so big and has returned to China for the first time, so of course he also wants to see the hometown of China here and the differences in the customs and customs during the Spring Festival.

Get off the plane and take a taxi. As the car shuttles through the old city, a scent of sausage and bacon comes from the houses facing the street. Xia Yu sucks two puffs and feels that he smells the New Year atmosphere that only Chinese land has.

Walking in a relatively remote alley, unexpectedly, every household has changed into brand new couplets, and the laughter of children and firecrackers are heard. The residential area has lost its tranquility, but it is also shrouded in a strong festive atmosphere.

"It's this, Xia's old house—"

Zhu Qing, who led the way, suddenly stopped and turned around and smiled.

Hey.

On the stone stairs in front of me, the entrance of the house was wide open, and voices came from the courtyard. The familiar sound of chopping vegetables was crisp and pleasant, giving people a warm feeling.

Xia Yu stepped up, and the old man turned around when he heard the movement, and the old man looked at each other.

"Come back?"

Asked coolly.

"Yeah." Xia Yu replied, putting his suitcase at the door, walked to the patio and looked around. This was a very classical house with several buildings, two or three stories high, with stairs outside and wood structure. Just looking at the mottled stair handrails, you can tell that these houses have been in their old age.

It is rare to keep such an antique old house in such a metropolis. This is one of Xia Yu's dreams in his previous life. Raising cats and dogs in a house with a courtyard and a wall, raising cats and dogs, and teasing birds and watering flowers is simply a new realm for homes.

At first glance, Xia Yu fell in love with this house.

"Not bad!"

Continuous praise.

Soon, he came to the old man and saw that the old man was chopping pork. A basin next to him was filled with minced meat and mixed with spices. A fermented fragrance spread out, "Is this a sausage?"

Xia Yu pressed his chin and said, "Hey, I said, old man, are you not tired of eating pork sausage every year? Why don't we change some new tricks this year?"

The old man put his knife on his back.

"Okay, you can do it!"

He was very refreshing. He put down his knife and went to the well to drill the cold well water to wash his hands. Then he found a cigarette gun and squatted not far away, looking at the busy boy who was quickly enjoying himself.

The old house has a special ingredient library, a three-story building, and even the entire building is covered with dusty tables and chairs. It can be seen that the old house of Xia was a family-style deep alley restaurant. However, for various reasons, only ten tables and chairs were placed outside and operated outwards, becoming a small restaurant with a long-established urban brand private dish. There was no sign of the store outside the door, and it was hidden in the market.

Zhu Qing also came to help.

For Xia Yu, who is highly proficient in "Tornado Shark Fin Sauce", his skills in this dish are probably full.

With the help of perfect spice skills, it was only less than half an hour before the meat fillings of two large pots of sausage were placed next to the patio. The spice scent that soared into the sky like a column was about to stay in the air for a long time.

Unlike traditional pork sausages, the strong umami flavor makes people salivate.

"Wow--"

There were several children at the door who were obviously attracted by the fragrance and hid there.

"This kid is showing off his skills everywhere!" Xia Qing spit out a circle of smoke, and the smoke gun hit the blue bricks on the ground, intending to go back to the house, but unexpectedly the boy on the other end still felt that it was not enough. "Hey, old man, do you have any New Year food to prepare?"

"The ingredients are all in the warehouse, just watch and make them!"

Crackling.

Two days later, the sound of firecrackers came from the old house, a very short firecracker. After the old man burned incense and worshipped in front of the ancestral hall, he looked back at Xia Yu and Zhu Qing arranged a large table of New Year's Eve dinner, and couldn't help but show a soft smile.

Not only Xia Yu, but also Xia Qing returned to his hometown to celebrate traditional festivals after going abroad with hatred in the early years.

"Ha, here we come, the last pot of medicinal fish soup, special offer for New Year's Eve dinner-" Xia Yu smiled and put down the steaming casserole and unbuttoned the apron. Zhu Qing's eyes shone brightly and he was overjoyed, "A Yu, is this a cooking work you took out in the Battle of Hunting the Heavenly King Mountain?"

"Yes, it's called "Big Fish"!"

Xia Yu replied, seeing Zhu Qing hushingly take a bowl and pick up the spoon, she grabbed her wrist with a smile, "Don't be anxious, this soup must be the ending at the banquet. You can use it as an appetizing soup like this, and eat other dishes later, so you can make sure you taste the same as wax."

Zhu Qing was grabbed by him and his whole body trembled inexplicably.

Her eyes flashed at Xia Yu's hand.

"Take it, take it away..."

"What?"

"Take your stingy hands away!" The scalp screamed.

"What is a savage? I'm...uh!"

Suddenly, Xia Yu recalled the smell and saw the flush on Zhu Qing's cheeks. Then the flush spread to his ears and neck. His skin turned red like a cooked shrimp. He knew something was wrong.
Chapter completed!