Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 2700 God of Cooking 8

Lin Xiao’s lips moved, and she wanted to say that Jiujiu’s fried bean sprouts made her feel ashamed, but seeing Lin Guangye’s expression of excitement, as if grasping the other’s pigtails, she knew that whatever she said was useless. The words from the mouth finally swallowed back into the stomach.

Because Lin Guangye determined that Wang Cuilian used improper means to let the ten gluttons choose Jiujiu’s dishes, instead of being sad, he was already preparing to sell the shop opposite the Zuichun Building. A restaurant was opened opposite Chunlou to steal all the business from Zuichunlou.

  Lin Xiao is not particularly supportive of Lin Guangye’s approach, but Lin Guangye is her father, and her small arm can’t twist Lin Guangye’s thick thighs, so in the end it can only do so.

  However, since having eaten the plate of fried bean sprouts made by Jiujiu, Lin Xiao doesn't feel that his restaurant business can win the business of Zuichunlou.

  After the referee announced that it was Jiujiu who had won today, he handed the golden kitchen knife and the recipe to Jiujiu, and then Jiujiu into Wang Cuilian's hands.

  After receiving the golden kitchen knife and the recipe, Wang Cuilian only felt her heart throbbing and throbbing, and her feet stepped on the cotton, soft and powerful.

Even if Jiujiu tells herself that she is good at cooking, in Wang Cuilian’s impression, Jiujiu’s cooking skills are not very good. Therefore, when those old gluttons collectively agree with Jiujiu’s cooking skills, Wang Cuilian recognizes it. Realize how good Jiujiu's cooking skills are.

  Holding the golden kitchen knife and the recipe in her hand, Wang Cuilian’s eyes were filled with tears little by little.

  Because this not only means that she has guarded Li Fugui's relics, but also means that Jiujiu's craftsmanship has been recognized by the old gluttons, and the time for them to reopen the Zuichun Tower is just around the corner.

  The most worrying thing before Li Fugui's death was that she and Jiu Jiu had gone.

   And now, she is good, Jiujiu is also good, and Jiujiu still has a good cooking skill, she inherited Li Fugui's mantle, and in time, Jiujiu will definitely become a better cook than Li Fugui.

   Thinking of that day, Wang Cuilian could wake up with a smile when she really wanted to fall asleep.

  Back home, Wang Cuilian closed the door gently, carefully re-wrapped the golden kitchen knife with cloth, and placed it in the dark compartment, then opened the recipe under candle light.

  In the recipe, in addition to the original dishes, there are also some dishes that Li Fugui has innovated over the years. At the end of the recipe, there is an extra piece of fried bean sprouts.

  Fry bean sprouts, choose fresh water to sprout the bean sprouts, cut off the head and tail, stuffed with torn into fibrous bacon, stir-fry quickly over high heat, and serve deliciously.

  Bean sprouts are plain and unremarkable, but there is something in the belly.

  Baked meat gives the bean sprouts its own salty and umami taste, while the bean sprouts absorb the oily smell of the cured meat. The two complement each other. You are in me and I am in you, creating an amazing dish.

  Looking at the dish developed by Jiujiu at the back of the recipe, tears burst into Wang Cuilian’s eyes.

  Not happiness, but bitterness.

  Her daughter was still a carefree and innocent girl six months ago, but now she is forced to become this mature appearance abruptly by life.

  Even if she knew it was the price of growth.

  However, if she really had a choice, she would rather her daughter never grow up than she is now.

  Wang Cuilian was happy and sad again, and wiped the tears from her cheeks. After a long time, she closed the recipe, turned around, and walked out.

  哐哐哐~

Hearing the knock on the door, Jiujiu quickly brought the three little white buns who were playing with him back to the space, and then pretended to be asleep in bed, and said with sleepy eyes, "Mother, what? NS?"

I woke up because I had to pretend to be myself, Jiujiu’s voice had a strong little milky voice. Hearing Wang Cuilian’s ears made her feel like Jiujiu was still her milk doll, which made Wang Cuilian’s melancholy heart. Instantly relieved.

  Wang Cuilian gently opened the door and watched as she was lying on the bed, her cheeks were red because she just woke up, and her face softened a lot.

Wang Cuilian moved lightly, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched Jiujiu's cheek, watching with a gentle look that Jiujiu had begun to take off the baby fat and slowly opened his small face, and said softly, " I'll tell you something."

  Hearing that Wang Cuilian wanted to talk to herself, Jiujiu raised her hand and rubbed her eye sockets, sat up from the bed with her hands propped on her body, and looked at Wang Cuilian, "Mother, you said."

  Wang Cuilian took out the recipe that she had always kept in her arms, and whispered softly, "This, you should keep it in the future."

  Jiu Jiu took the recipe, opened it easily, looked at the dishes recorded in it, and whispered, "Mother, I want to reopen Zuichun Tower."

  If it was before, I heard Jiujiu said that she wanted to reopen the Zuichun Tower, Wang Cuilian must be gratified. Her child has grown up and she knows that she is considerate to her parents.

  But at this moment, she finally realized that her child had suffered a lot in places she couldn't see, and Wang Cuilian, who was able to grow so quickly, was full of sadness.

   Blame her, if she hadn't urged Jiujiu as she did before, Jiujiu would not have grown to where she is now in a short period of time.

  Wang Cuilian gently rubbed her palm on the top of Jiujiu’s hair, and said, "Okay."

  Since Jiujiu’s craftsmanship has been certified by ten gluttons, and she wants to open the Drunken Spring House, there is no reason why she is a mother-in-law not to support her.

  It’s just that when she thought that opening Zuichun Tower would affect Jiujiu’s search for a husband-in-law, Wang Cuilian felt bitter as if she had eaten Huanglian.

  At this age, the little girl is when she is in her boudoir and her parents help her carefully select a son-in-law, but her girl has to shoulder the responsibility of carrying forward Zuichunlou with her immature shoulders.

  This burden is too heavy, so heavy that she might miss her best period and become an old girl.

  Wang Cuilian was sour in her heart, but she knew that she had no reason to stop Jiujiu, so she nodded and agreed with a smile.

  On the second day of the competition, the fact that Jiujiu defeated Lin Xiao by an absolute advantage was spread throughout the capital. This was not only a victory, but also represented the recognition of Jiujiu's cooking skills by ten gluttons.

You know, the tongues of these ten gluttons are notoriously tricky. Except for Li Fugui, there were not many cooks in the capital that could enter their eyes, and Jiujiu entered their eyes at such a young age, which shows that Jiu Jiu entered their eyes. How powerful is Jiu's cooking skills.

  The recognition of the gluttons is like a free advertisement, which evokes the nature of countless diners. If you want to see how good Jiujiu’s cooking skills are, it can make ten gluttons praise.

  The diners ganged up and walked towards Zuichun Tower, but only saw the closed store door.

  (End of this chapter)