The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

No one knows what Yan Chenxi is doing to collect the scraps that Kongji and Dashan don't want.

Let alone Dashan and Kongji, all the Yanjia restaurants here have serious waste when cooking. They charge a high fee for each dish, and because of this, only a small part of the ingredients are used when cooking, and other places will be thrown away regardless of whether they are fresh or edible.

In the eyes of Kongji, Dashan, and other people who run Yanjia's restaurant, these things that Yan Chenxi has collected are simply useless.

However, in the next second, they were dumbfounded after Yan Chenxi's operation.

I saw that those leftovers that were completely meaningless in their eyes were magically turned into treasures under Yan Chenxi's hands.

Soon, the taste of each dish came out.

At this time, some experienced chefs have already noticed that the dishes made by Yan Chenxi with these leftovers are actually Yanjia dishes!

Moreover, they are all on the Yanjia menu, those dishes that are cumbersome in cooking, simple in ingredients, and low in price, which everyone is unwilling to cook.

The lady boss stood under the stage, the scent lingering on the tip of her nose. If she remembers correctly, these dishes are the ones that Yan Chenxi had in the inheritance point when she first arrived in Yanjia Town.

At that time, Zhu Yong made a big shot because he was unwilling to do it and found it troublesome.

As a result, he cooked the first dish, but Chen Xi didn't even taste it.

Yan Chenxi put down the kitchen utensils and let out a long sigh of relief. She cooked a lot of dishes today. Sure enough, cooking is a tiring and annoying thing.

At this time, the staff has brought up the dishes that will be made later.

Da Shan looked at the time, "Fifteen minutes have passed!"

Not to mention that he is unwilling to cook these dishes, even if they do, he can't make them so fast.

The scent of the dishes came, if you say, someone didn't know the growth of all things just now, and they hadn't even tasted it.

So now these few dishes, no one will say that they are not Yanjia dishes anymore.

Because this is the authentic Yanjia cuisine!

Yan Chenxi walked to Lin Xiao's side and nodded at him.

Lin Xiao then let go of Kong Ji, who was already pale and sweaty.

Kongji clutched his nearly broken wrist, staggered, and fell to the ground in pain.

Yan Chenxi glanced at Kongji, rubbing her wrist lightly with her little hand, "The original intention of Yanjia cuisine was not to make money, but to help those poor people who can't afford to eat in need."

Lin Xiao's big hand stretched over, took Yan Chenxi's small hand, and gently kneaded his wrist, his eyes filled with pity.

Yan Chenxi's wrist didn't really hurt, but she was still willing to have Xiaoxiao's massage service.

"At the very beginning of Yanjia cuisine, the time was turbulent. The poor people were short of ingredients and barely have enough food and clothing. The essence of home cooking is to use the simplest ingredients to cook the most delicious food. Yanjia cuisine must be warm. It’s delicious and delicious, something ordinary people can eat."

Yan Chenxi looked at Xiong Wei with a cold voice, as if from the sky, "What do you think is the meaning of the plaque of the world's No. 1 kitchen? That is a responsibility and a mission! The person who receives the plaque must have the best food With pure cherishment and respect, it is a shameful thing to waste food and earth resources at any time!"