The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

In this way, four side dishes with different styles but each having its own merits were quickly completed.

There was a burst of discussion in the kitchen immediately.

"So sugar can be used in cooking like this?"

"This peppercorn dish is so tempting!"

"..."

Several experienced chefs quietly recorded these novel dishes!

As expected, after these carefully prepared delicacies were brought into the private room, Bai Cuiyun, who had been feeling unwell due to pregnancy reactions, miraculously regained her appetite!

She ate two large bowls of rice in one breath, and also finished all the delicious side dishes.

Fang Ye, who was standing next to him, also took a bite and was immediately conquered. He excitedly asked to buy an extra 100 kilograms of this special white dried tofu!

However, given the privileges enjoyed by pregnant women, Bai Cuiyun simply pushed him aside.

So she enjoyed the two bowls of rice and all the leftover dishes by herself.

Bai Cuiyun expressed her admiration for today's novel and unique dried tofu dish and praised Miss Song highly, "You are truly a blessing to our family! With the weather getting colder, we're really troubled by our inability to find fresh vegetables. Now that we have this long-lasting and versatile tofu product, our Fang Family Restaurant has finally found a great way to combat the cold weather!"

Although he didn't say it directly, it could be seen from Fang Ye's eyes that he was now looking forward to the beautiful vision of competing with the Zhang family in business in the near future.

Jiang Jinhe didn't say much, but just smiled secretly - this is just the beginning. If there is a chance for cooperation in the future, she still has a lot of amazing things on hand that she hasn't shown yet!

Thinking that they still had to be busy making dried tofu in the afternoon, Jiang Jinhe and Aunt Song did not stay any longer and hurriedly drove the donkey cart back to the village.

The two of them sat in a simple car, bumping along the way, but their minds were full of plans for after returning home.

The donkey cart of the two men had already gone far away, but Fang Ye and Fang Zhong were still looking from afar at the door of Fang's Restaurant!

Their figures gradually disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only a cloud of dust.

Suddenly, Fang Zhong slapped his thigh and shouted loudly.

"Oh no, oh no, something bad has happened!"

This sudden change of heart startled Fang Ye as well.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Fang Ye asked nervously, afraid that he had missed something important.

Fang Zhong pointed in the direction Jiang Jinhe left, with a look of regret on his face.

"Master, we forgot to ask them where they came from. If they don't come tomorrow, we can go to their house!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've asked Aunt Song about this. They live in Xiushui'an, a new village they moved to!"

He said calmly, secretly glad that he didn't miss such important information.

"Xiu Shui An?"

Fang Zhong frowned, a hint of doubt in his heart.

He always felt that the name sounded a bit unlucky, as if there was some bad omen hidden in it.

He was about to think about it when he was interrupted by Fang Ye.

"Hey, when you were in the kitchen, did you see clearly how those four dishes were prepared?"

Fang Ye looked at Fang Zhong with concern, obviously taking this matter very seriously.

Fang Zhong suddenly became proud, as if his performance made his master very satisfied.

"Don't worry, sir, I saw everything clearly. Not only did I remember it, but Chef Li and the others also saw it clearly!"

His tone was full of confidence, as if he had completely mastered the preparation of the new dish.

"We also learned a few tips! Using them on our dishes will definitely take them to the next level!"

Fang Zhong continued to speak excitedly, his eyes flashing with anticipation and enthusiasm for the future.

"Master, this hundred taels of silver we spent is really worth it!"

Fang Zhong said with emotion, a smile on his face.

"Although this girl has a dark complexion, she has a kind heart. She's such a good person!"

Fang Ye sighed sincerely and nodded in agreement with Fang Zhong's words.

After hearing this, Fang Ye nodded first, then shook his head.

"You only know one side of the story. This dark-faced girl is definitely not an ordinary village woman. And her mother, with her sparkling eyes, is obviously a shrewd person."

Fang Ye's voice was steady and serious.

"Besides, cooking skills are usually impossible to learn unless you're a direct disciple. But this little girl not only lets you watch, but is also willing to give you some pointers. This shows that these skills are nothing to her!"

Fang Ye's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Fang Zhong's heart.

Fang Zhong was confused after hearing these words.

"Is that really the case? Then is this little girl from the royal kitchen family?"

He asked doubtfully, various speculations arising in his mind.

Fang Ye shook his head, a hint of deep thought flashing in his eyes.

"I don't know."

"We've been fighting the Zhang family for so long, and we've never heard of these cooking methods. That kind of dried tofu is even more unheard of."

The old man spoke slowly, his tone full of disbelief.

"If he really is a descendant of the imperial chef, the Zhang family would have taken action long ago!"

Another person echoed, frowning, obviously very concerned about this issue.

Fang Zhong seemed to understand what he said, but could only nod repeatedly.

He secretly sighed in his heart: The skills in this world are so profound and extensive that I have never even heard of them.

“Indeed, who would have thought that tiny beans could produce such delicious food!”

The old man continued to sigh, his words revealing sincere admiration and respect.

If Jiang Jinhe heard what these two people were talking about, he would probably be very proud again.

She was always proud of her cooking skills and was filled with joy whenever someone praised her.

However, Aunt Song also had similar doubts.

She sat on the donkey cart, glancing at her daughter from time to time, her heart full of curiosity and confusion.

The two people on the donkey cart were also discussing this issue.

"Jinhe, Mom never thought you'd learn so much from your dad and become such a good cook at such a young age!"

Aunt Song spoke, her tone filled with a hint of pride and wonder.

Jiang Jinhe smiled and pretended to be relaxed: "Yes, I learned a lot from Dad, but I can't remember a lot now."

She responded softly, her tone was calm, but she felt a little helpless in her heart.

Aunt Song was startled when she heard this and accidentally whipped the donkey on its butt, causing the cart to run even faster.

She thought to herself: How could this child remember so little? It's really heartbreaking.

"Jinhe, from my mother's perspective, your cooking skills are already quite impressive. If I were to think of everything, it would shock the entire Daliang!"

Aunt Song looked at her daughter, her eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang Jinhe was amused by Aunt Song's words and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"If that's the case, I'll become the richest woman in Daliang!"

She was very happy and drew a conclusion from Aunt Song's words.

Her father, Jiang Fengzhi, must be a very capable person who knows a lot of things.

This made her a little worried.