On the way back, Yukihei Tsuma turned around and asked Jiang Yunfeng who was riding on the back seat of the motorcycle, "A Feng, why didn't you do it just now? This is completely unwilling to think of your usual style. If you had been beaten down by the non-mainstream senior of Shamatt and make up for it."

Jiang Yunfeng, who was looking up at the sky at 45 degrees with a new house, experiencing the bright sorrow of spring, and missed the poor three-generation SLR that had sublimated in the flames and dissipated into a wisp of dust between the sky and the earth, was stunned at first, and then asked curiously, "Chuangzhen, why do you think I will definitely take action? Force cannot solve the problem. Everyone is civilized. How bad is fighting and killing?"

"So fewer people come. Have you fought less since we entered Yuanyue? The beds of the inpatient department of Yuanyue Hospital are almost covered with patients who have been beaten by you."

"Are you looking like a small minion who will leave the lunch box soon, so there is no need to move. Let's change the analogy and say that if a wild dog bites you, will you bite back?"

Yukihei Tsuma smiled suddenly, "I'm almost in a hurry to get rabies and breed seedlings. Who has the time to bite back?"

"That's all, there's no need to be as knowledgeable as that kind of person. If it were me, I would come back and catch the wild dog after getting the rabies vaccine and stew it and eat it. The dog meat is gone for three times, and the gods can't stand firm. When Chuangzhen was in Guangzhou, why did you refuse to eat a bite of dog meat?"

Recalling the time when I was communicating and studying at the "Yangquan Restaurant", the chefs in the kitchen bought a dog from the market, knocked it to death with iron sticks and threw it into a hot water pot in public. After removing hair, they also roasted the skin with dry straw. After a lot of cumbersome cooking processes, they turned into a pot of five-spice dried dog meat. I invited Yukihito to take a bite. Unexpectedly, Yukihito didn't even put chopsticks on him.

"The dog is so loyal and so cute. A Feng, how can you bear to do it?" Every time I recall the helpless and desperate look of the dog, Yukihei Tsuma feels so uncomfortable inside.

"Chuangzhen, why can you take ruthless actions when you hunt whales?"

"I never eat whale meat, nor do I ever use whale meat to cook!" Yukihei's tone seemed a little excited.

"Okay, okay, I understand. Chuangzhen, you are a saint, don't be excited." Jiang Yunfeng quickly comforted him, "I like dogs too, but it prevents me from eating dog meat. The two of liking dogs and eating dog meat have nothing to do with it. If this topic ends everywhere, let's go back quickly, there will be classes in the afternoon."

The sun sets, and after the afternoon of the boring and boring courses, everyone returns to the Pole Star Door. Yukihei Chuan threw the newly released cooking textbook onto the table in the living room, sat down and complained, "The new lecturer simply treats us as newcomers who have never been in the kitchen. No one is like them in class, even the order and method of adding cooking seasonings must be specified."

"They must have their reasons for doing this. If they think it is useful, they will write it down. If they think it is useless, they will be useless. Let's just say it's a fart." Jiang Yunfeng looked through the new version of the textbook in his hand and was amazed. "The revised textbook of the new general manager is quite novel, and there are many cutting-edge cooking techniques introducing the world's current world."

At this time, Tian Suohui, who returned to Jixingliao, pushed the door open and entered. When he saw Jiang Yunfeng, he said happily, "Jiang Jun, there is a courier outside who is in a hurry to find you, saying that he has your package."

“My parcel?”

Tian Suohui nodded.

Putting down the textbook, Jiang Yunfeng stood up and wondered, "I haven't bought anything online, are you mistaken? By the way, Master Lu Ming sent Lao Lu, it's been here." He hurriedly ran out. When he went out, he saw a small delivery truck parked outside the iron gate. When the courier saw someone coming out, he warmly greeted him and asked, "Is it Mr. Jiang Yunfeng?"

"Yes, I am." Although I don't know if it's useful, Jiang Yunfeng still wanted the courier to show his ID card. The courier carefully checked the information and moved out two large cartons with tight packaging from the rear compartment, handed out a receipt document, and said, "Please check whether there are any differences in the items. If not, please sign the receipt."

Jiang Yunfeng looked at the five large cardboard boxes in front of him and said in confusion, "Did you make a mistake? Logically speaking, I should only have one box."

"Is that true?" The courier took back the sign-up bill, carefully checked the information on each cardboard box again according to the list marked above, and said, "Yes, these are all yours."

"...Okay." Jiang Yunfeng signed his name on the document. The courier took off his hat and thanked him. He got on the car and left. He asked Yukihira Chuangzhen in the house to help bring the two big cardboard boxes back. Jiang Yunfeng found a utility knife and opened it all. One box was filled with foam for preventing impact. After cleaning, the four sealed insulation cans finally revealed its true face.

Tian Suohui struggled to pick up a thermal insulation pot, shook it gently and asked, "What is it in it? The shaking just now seems to be liquid."

"It is a brine used to braise meat."

"Ah~" Tian Suohui looked at the origin of the carton and said in surprise, "This is a transnational express delivery. What kind of marinade is Jiang Jun? If you can't make it, you have to send it from China?"

Yukihei, who helped to carefully carry the heavy sealed insulation can out of the carton, replied, "Xiaohui, these marinades are amazing. The youngest in the four cans kept boiling for thirty years, and the oldest has been cooking for 67 years."

Tian Suohui, who runs a local restaurant at home, was shocked. She knew the best price of this vintage old braised rice. She could already be equivalent to gold or even higher. She gently put down the sealed jar held in her arms, took a step back and shivered like a little rabbit, fearing that she would accidentally destroy these precious marinades.

"Chongzhen, you are so yes. Why are you fooling people if you have nothing to do? Look, Xiaohui is so scared. You deserve to be single!" Jiang Yunfeng glared at Yukihei and comforted softly, "Don't be afraid of Xiaohui, it's okay if it breaks. There are still many of these marinades in China."

Yukihei Mama raised her eyebrows and retorted, "What do you deserve to be single! It seems that you have a girlfriend. You are also alone, and you are also called a gentleman!"

"I#..." Jiang Yunfeng was also angry and said, "What gentleman, that's art. I'm just looking for inspiration for the innovation of cooking!"

"I've never seen that restaurant go out before dawn and lie in the bushes and secretly take pictures of girls in search of innovative inspiration!"

"Just relying on Chuangzhen's poor brain, you cannot understand my pursuit of beautiful things! I am just appreciating and recording beauty, not secretly taking pictures!!"

"Stop coming, you are just taking pictures and quibbling for yourself!" The two stared at each other like cockfighting.
Chapter completed!