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Chapter 848 The Relationship Between Feelings and Cooking

Everyone finished the meal together, put on their down jackets, and left the hotel.

This meal was probably the most unforgettable meal for them during this period, and it was also the most enjoyable meal.

With a group of like-minded friends, and my idol, the God of Cookery.

There is no job, no love, only interest.

Chatting about mobile phones and cars, not about dreams and that unforgettable girl.

"Dajun, thank you very much this time. Your skills have improved a lot!"

Dajun then sat next to Ye Gui and lit a cigarette.

"It's just like what you, the God of Cookery, said, practice makes perfect!"

"I've been cooking these dishes for a lifetime. If they don't taste good again, it won't be justified!"

Dajun blew out a smoke ring: "It's just you, you've hidden it from me so well. You know how to cook, but you still come to my place to eat every time, and it's as if you can't cook!"

"Haha, I actually don't feel anything when eating food cooked by myself, because I have long been numb to the taste, but eating food cooked by others will not be the same!"

"Besides, your food is delicious!"

Ye Gui patted Da Jun on the shoulder: "What are your plans next?"

"I originally didn't want to open it a few years ago. At that time, my children got married and had children, and my parents were getting older. I originally wanted to transfer the hotel and go home!"

"But when I posted the transfer, the nearby residents saw it, and everyone came to try to persuade me to stay. Seeing their eager expressions, I have already regarded the imperial capital as my second hometown, so let's keep going!"

“When the day comes that I can’t do it anymore, then there’s really nothing I can do!”

Being able to have a hobby, turn it into a career, and do it for a lifetime is actually enough!

"When the time comes, let your apprentices come and pass it on from generation to generation. Maybe your Northeastern restaurant will become a century-old brand in the imperial capital!"

"I'll find someone to send you a banner in a few days. Our store is still 70 years away from being a century-old store!"

"Haha, thank you then!"

Da Jun laughed loudly, and he hadn't laughed so happily for a long time.

"There will be a state banquet soon, I heard about it too!"

Dajun picked up his wine glass: "No matter what, I will always support you, you are the strongest on this planet!"

"Thanks!"

Ye Gui picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Let's go, find a place to eat!"

"It just so happens that I didn't have dinner!"

Da Jun took off his chef uniform.

Ye Gui said in surprise: "Don't you want to eat here?"

"Isn't that what you said? I have been cooking for a lifetime, and I also want to try what others cook."

Ye Gui was unable to refute Dajun's reason.

"That makes sense, let's go!"

The two put on their coats. Dajun noticed that Ye Gui didn't have a scarf and immediately said: "Wife, bring my scarf over here!"

A relatively plump woman came out of it.

She was holding a white plush scarf in her hand, which looked thicker.

"Master Cook, it's cold outside, please wear a scarf!"

Dajun put a scarf around Ye Gui.

"What about you?" Ye Gui asked.

"I still have it!"

Da Jun's wife took out her pink scarf and tied it around Da Jun gently.

"This unexpected dog food is so unexpected!"

"The relationship between middle-aged couples grows over time. Although they no longer have the passion and impulse of their youth, the quiet daily routine has become every aspect of their relationship!"

"That's great. I just broke up and I can't stand this!"

"Me too, we just broke up. Neither of us was wrong, but the time was wrong. I met the right person at the wrong time, and it ended up being an unforgettable scene in this life!"

"In the world of love, girls are often the ones who go for it, but they are also the ones who get the most grief! But boys are the same. When they are moved by the girls, they will also begin to learn to shoulder the responsibilities on their shoulders.

In the relationship, I gradually become inferior and sensitive, thinking whether I am worthy of the other person!"

"We always say we hate separation, but farewell seems to be an unavoidable subject. Love is really involuntary. We have been happy together, and we have done our best. So please believe that even if it fades away,

But it's still the most wonderful thing. Don't say sorry, let me see you again, and keep the best time in my heart forever. Those who can't have it need to say goodbye properly."

Ye Gui is a single guy and knows nothing about relationships.

He also didn't expect that there would be so many lovelorn classmates in the live broadcast room.

After thinking for a while, Ye Gui said: "I have never been in love, and I don't know much about relationships, but I think relationships should be like cooking, a process that is suitable for each other. Maybe the two of them are not familiar with each other at the beginning, but through life,

We are familiar with all kinds of little things, and those little things should be salt. In life, there are inevitably quarrels, but any quarrel must have a degree and an admission of mistakes. This is the heat. As long as the heat is right and the salt is right, then

Just a great dish!”

"The same should be true for feelings. As long as it's right, it's a good relationship!"

After listening to Ye Gui's words, everyone seemed to understand something, but also seemed not to understand something.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand, it means that the God of Cookery said that if the target is disobedient, then he will be fried and eaten directly!"

"???What kind of Hannibal behavior is this!"

Ye Gui and Da Jun left the hotel and found a mutton-shabu restaurant nearby.

Speaking of the delicacies of the imperial capital, hotpot mutton should be considered the same.

Just take a pot and add some water.

Now I also like to put two sections of green onions, a few slices of ginger and garlic inside.

What you eat here is the original copper flavor of mutton.

The two of them ordered a copper pot, and each of them got a bottle of Erguotou.

"Erguotou" is the "Guotou" wine made when the raw materials are fired in the second pot. This wine is the purest, has no peculiar smell, is high in concentration but not strong, and is really mellow and fragrant. If you only take 60-degree wine, and

Put it in a jar and seal it underground, and after a long time of aging, the wine will taste better.

This can be regarded as a characteristic of the imperial capital.

Real men don't need a cup when drinking Erguotou, they just blow into their mouths.

With Erguotou and the copper pot in hand, let’s order the hand-cut mutton and the candied garlic.

Let’s live together!

Hot pot in the north does not have as many seasonings as hot pot in the south.

Basically, it's three or four spoons of sesame paste, plus a little chopped green onion and coriander, and a little bit of red bean curd.

The flavor is enough!

After making the sauce, the copper pot has begun to boil, and the mutton is added.

It can be scooped up in twenty seconds.

Roll it in the sesame paste and swallow it in one bite.

That’s called an authentic one!

If you take a sip of white wine at this time.

This is refreshing!


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