Ye Wenqiu said: "Do you have something to do for you?"

Du Heng asked Jing Nan suspiciously: "Is this kid okay?" Jing Nan spread his hands: "It's not my business." As he said that, Jing Nan floated away. Before leaving, he touched a piece of crispy meat from the plate on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Wenqiu said calmly: "You and I are not close to you, but I have been to the kitchen hall twice. You treat me kindly. The first time I gave me pork ribs, the second time I invited me to eat crispy meat and I also put on my hair and shoes. Did you ask me for it? It's okay, if you need my help, as long as I can do it, just talk and don't be so roundabout."

When Du Heng heard this, he rubbed Ye Wenqiu's hair: "What nonsense are you talking about? What can you do with such a small person? You just need to have a good meal and practice well! Okay, eat slowly, I'll do it first."

Ye Wenqiu's confusion became deeper. Looking at Du Heng's busy figure in the kitchen, he said to himself: "I don't understand." Is there really anyone in this world who is unconditional to others without asking for rewards?

Du Heng put the chopped rat meat in a wooden basin and marinated it with onion, ginger and wine. When he looked up, Ye Wenqiu had left, leaving a plate of crispy meat on the table that had not moved much.

Du Heng said to Xuan Yu: "I found that Shenxu Palace's requirements for inner disciples are really too harsh. Look at Ye Wenqiu, he is so old-fashioned. He doesn't have the innocence and liveliness that a child should have. Alas, he wasted just like this innocence and liveliness in his childhood."

Looking at Xiaoxiao, who was still cute at the age of 800, Du Heng sighed heavily: "It's a gap."

Today's dishes include crispy crispy pork, braised pork, white-cut lamb, sweet and sour chicken head soaked stems and crucian carp soup, which is more than noon this time.

Before the hour of You, the cloth dishes were filled with wooden bowls. The meals in Yishen Hall were sufficient, and Du Heng felt that not many monks wanted to order food alone.

Looking at the price of vegetables set by Feng Gui and the others, Du Heng began to feel nervous: "What should I do? What if no one comes to eat later? Ah, is this price too expensive?"

Du Heng has forgotten the fact that he made more than 20,000 yuan in two days when he was in Pingcheng.

According to the price tag on the card, if you order all the dishes made by Du Heng, it will cost fifty spirit stones. And this is just the price of a small portion of the meal. If you want to eat more, you can buy a large portion of small crispy meat, of course, one portion costs fifty spirit stones.

Jing Nan smiled and said, "Don't worry. If no one comes to eat, Jiang Shangzhou said he comes to eat."

Du Heng:...

As soon as the You hour arrived, monks came in one after another. Du Heng originally thought that those who came in first were qualified disciples, but unexpectedly, those who came first were all sword cultivators in the Jindan Yuanying stage. As soon as they entered the door, the eyes of these monks fell on the big meat.

No trouble that Du Heng expected happened. The monks quietly picked up the meal. Those who liked to eat mutton would get two more portions of mutton, and those who liked to eat mutton would get a few more portions of mutton. After picking up the meal, they lined up to make soup and get rice.

The cafeteria was lively and greetings were heard endlessly. Du Heng swept his spiritual sense and everyone was still very satisfied with the dishes. Even Xuan Yu sold a lot of large portions of food.

Within half an hour, the set meal was gone. Fortunately, Du Heng left the set meal for twenty-eight disciples who were eligible to eat in advance, otherwise he would have smashed the signboard of Yichen Hall.

Later, the monks saw that there was no food on the cloth table, and they protested again: "Why are there no food again? What about Chef Du? Fry and stir-fry!"

Feng Gui was waiting for this moment. He smiled and took out dozens of recipes from his sleeve: "Fellow Taoists, please read this, this is the recipe of Yishentang."

Every recipe is as thick as a brick, Du Heng sweats coldly: "...When did you get the recipe?"

Xuan Yu smiled and said, "This is a gift from Nan Nan and the others, which contains the dishes you cooked after you arrive in the village. Don't worry, those ingredients that are difficult to handle or those that are not in stock in the refrigerator are marked as unstocked after the recipe."

Du Heng opened the recipe with a scent of ink with his hands, and what caught his eye was a series of brightly colored dishes. The ingredients and seasonings used were marked below the dishes. Whether the taste was salty or sweet, the price was written at the bottom.

The first place is the noodles with meat sauce. Du Heng remembers that this was the first dish he cooked in the village.

His eyes turned red, and his fingers slid across the screen: "Thank you." If he hadn't seen the recipe, he would have forgotten the noodles.

As his fingers flipped through the recipe, familiar dishes came into view, steamed bacon, roast duck in the oven, steamed sea bass... A series of dishes that Du Heng was almost forgotten about. The recipe referenced the design of Zuixianlou, and Du Heng felt that this recipe was better than the recipe of Zuixianlou.

How many dishes are there in Zuixianlou’s recipes? There are meat, vegetables, staple foods and snacks in the recipe. When your fingers slide over the pictures of the recipes, you can see images of plates of dishes appearing over the recipes, causing people’s index fingers to stir.

Looking at the scenes of these dishes, Du Heng thought of the scene and taste of cooking at that time. Every dish is a memory!

As the recipe turned page by page, Du Heng found that there were still many blank spaces behind the recipe.

Xuan Yu explained: "We think you will cook a lot of dishes in the future, so you left a lot of blank space."

Du Heng smiled and then turned around and wiped his tears. His family gave him a recipe to record every detail he had walked along the way.

The gift was too heavy, but he accepted it! Du Heng wiped his tears and turned around. He looked through the recipe again. As Xuan Yu said, the food in his refrigerator was insufficient and the stock was insufficient, and the recipes were marked with the words "temporary out of stock".

For those dishes that are in stock, the number of servings is marked below, such as roasted pigeons. Du Heng made a stove last time and left twenty left. The number displayed under the roasted pigeon icon on the recipe is twenty.

Later monks took the recipe and went to study it: "Wow, this is good. Chef Du, come with a serving of pickled fish!"

Du Heng turned to the pickled cabbage fish, good guy, a serving of 500 spirit stones of sauerkraut fish.

He confirmed one thing: the monks in Shenxu Palace are not short of money, and he was still worried about them before.

The author has something to say: Xiaoxiao: I have used the wing spreading ceremony, and they actually want to drive me out! What makes me angry the most is... they actually said I am a traitor?!

Feng Gui: Isn’t it just a mess that makes you cheat and cheat, and you will lose all the faces of the Feng Clan.

The uncle and nephew started fighting again.

Du Heng: Ye Wenqiu should have changed his name. I think it is better to call him Ye Hengqiu. He is old-fashioned.

Xuan Yu: He is already old-fashioned.
Chapter completed!