By the time Jia Yi returned home, everyone who had gone out to work had already returned.

A group of women are making dumplings. This is a must-have program every year. Women like this program very much because it is a rare thing that makes them feel like they are celebrating the New Year.

Moreover, the size of the dumpling-making team has gradually expanded in recent years.

First He Hui joined in, and Xiao Dang Huaihua and the two sisters played with each other.

Then, last year, the sisters Xiaodang Huaihua officially joined in and became two glorious tool men.

He Yuzhu is already preparing meals in the kitchen. Now he and Jia Yi are contracting this job, and Qin Huairu and the others are no longer rushing to do it like before.

It's not that Qin Huairu and the others don't want to cook, but unfortunately their cooking skills don't allow it. In recent years, He Yuzhu and Jia Yi's cooking skills have become more and more exquisite. The dishes they cook are not of the same grade. If they are all placed on the same table

, they are simply embarrassed.

They are also very self-aware. If this is the case, then they might as well make dumplings with peace of mind, so as not to make a fool of themselves.

Xiaoxin and Xiaoyuan couldn't sit still, so they ran to Qin Huairu to join in the fun. They were just like the two sisters Xiaodang Huaihua when they were young. They wanted to make dumplings, but they ended up with a cat face.

Seeing this, Jia Yi patted Xiaodang's head.

"Brother, what are you doing? Didn't you say you would never do this again?"

Xiaodang stared at him fiercely, like a cute little kitten that was about to pounce at any time, with a fierce and fierce look.

"Ahem, I'm sorry. Sometimes my hands are quick, and sometimes my hands are fast. You guys also look at Xiaoxin and Xiaoyuan. Look at their faces. Are they the same as before?"

Jia Yi's words attracted everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but look at the twin siblings.

"Hahaha…"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh. The two siblings were stunned. They stared blankly at the laughing people. They didn't understand what was going on with the adults. Could it be that they were stupid.

The way the two siblings tilted their little heads to think made everyone laugh miserably.

It was Qin Huairu who controlled herself first and took a towel to clean them up.

…

"Brother, you must have done this!"

Huaihua took a bite of the green pepper and potato shreds on the table and said with certainty.

Jia Yi asked curiously.

"Oh, why are you so sure?"

Sophora japonica said with a proud smile.

"Hey, brother, the food you cooked before tasted almost the same as Uncle He's, but it's different now. The food you cooked is very different from Uncle He's. As soon as I eat it, I'll know who cooked it.

of."

Looking at her suspiciously, Jia Yi felt a little disbelieving.

"Really? Then tell me what's the difference between the dishes I cook and Uncle He's."

Huaihua watched everyone look at her curiously, and couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart.

"Okay, let me tell you, the biggest difference between you and Uncle He's cooking is the use of seasonings. You use less oil, salt, onions, ginger, garlic and other spices than Uncle He uses.

Quite a bit, so in comparison, the ingredients you cook for me, brother, have a richer flavor."

Jia Yi looked at her in surprise. He didn't expect that this snack foodie, who was quite naughty, actually ate it.

He Yuzhu didn't pay attention at first, but after listening to Huaihua's words, he quickly picked up some of Jia Yi's dishes and tasted them.

As soon as the food came into his mouth, his expression became extremely exciting and complex, with both relief and a trace of loss in it.

You know, he hasn't got a clue yet.

This kid actually found his own direction so quickly. Now this kid is completely better than his predecessor.

Everyone did not believe in evil and thought: Is there really such a big difference? They all picked up the dishes with chopsticks and started to taste them. However, unlike He Yuzhu, they tasted a little of each dish and compared it.

They were also surprised that they actually felt the difference between the two chefs. Although they were not professional gourmets, they could clearly tell who made which dish.

Qin Huairu murmured to herself in disbelief.

"How could it be possible, Xiao Yi, didn't you learn cooking skills from your Uncle He? Moreover, the dishes you cooked before tasted almost the same? How come now..."

He Yuzhu looked at his wife who was looking at him with a confused expression and said.

"Xiao Yi's cooking skills have improved so much, I feel ashamed now..."

Qin Huairu grabbed He Yuzhu's hand, feeling worried and puzzled. Seeing this, He Yuzhu patted her hand and comforted her.

"Don't worry, this is a good thing. Congratulations, Xiao Yi, you finally found your own style."

"Hey, Uncle He, it's still early. I only have a preliminary idea now. I don't know how long it will take to fully shape it."

He Yuzhu said with disappointment after hearing this.

"The most important thing is your little idea. Unlike me, I still don't have a clue."

"Uncle He, don't worry. You can't force this kind of thing. You have to relax or even forget about it. In this case, it might come out by itself one day when you are lying down to sleep."

Qin Huairu heard this and hit Jia Yi reproachfully. Is there anyone who imparts experience like this? It's just nonsense.

"You kid are talking nonsense."

"Xiao Yi is really not talking nonsense. This kind of fact depends on fate. If you don't have fate, you can't force it. Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Don't be stunned. Let's all eat. The food is almost cold.

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In fact, Jia Yi has always known about the true taste of food, but for some reason, he couldn't remember it.

Until the seafood in Taoyuan grows and he wants to eat seafood.

Suddenly, he remembered what the old lady Shi Jia said: Seafood does not require complicated cooking methods. It can be just as delicious as simply steaming it with water.

Then, it was like a switch suddenly turned on in his brain, and memories from his previous life flooded into his mind: China on the tip of the tongue, flavor of the world, short videos...

Those chefs and those delicacies all came to mind, and he suddenly realized: shouldn't what he has always been pursuing be the original taste of the ingredients? How could he put the cart before the horse and cover it up with heavy spices?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! So, since then, he began to consciously adjust the formula and reduce the use of oil, salt, and spices.

He spent a lot of time and energy in Taoyuan practicing and experimenting with recipes to find what he thought was the best ratio.

This job is very tedious and the workload is huge. Until now, he has only completed half of it. However, with these previous experiences, he believes that he will be able to complete the job soon.

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After the meal, it was still early, so everyone gathered in the hall to chat.

In the corner, two people sat facing each other.

"Are you busy recently?"

"I'm a little busy. I'm inspired, so I took advantage of this good opportunity to polish my cooking skills..."

Looking at the familiar woman in front of him through the light, he couldn't help but reach out and hold her.

"I'm sorry that I've neglected you for a while."

He Hui turned around to look at her parents with a guilty conscience. She was relieved when she saw that they didn't notice her.

"Hurry up and let them go. It's not good for them to see you."

As she spoke, she tried to shake off Jia Yi's hand, but it wasn't that easy.

"Hey, what's the matter? I'm holding my wife's hand, who can say anything?"

"Humph, I'm not married yet!"

"Sooner or later."

Jia Yi is thick-skinned and won't care if such words are not painful or itchy.

He Hui rolled her eyes at him angrily, and suddenly seemed to remember something again, and said with a bad smile.

"Do you dare to say this in front of my dad?"

Jia Yi was speechless and looked at He Yong awkwardly, without looking over. He suddenly became brave and said domineeringly.

"There's nothing I dare not do. I'm not afraid of him."

"Really? Well, I'll ask my dad to come over and listen."

Seeing that she really wanted to get up and call her father, Jia Yi felt a little guilty. Her father-in-law was not easy to mess with, so he quickly stopped her.

"No, I'm not afraid of your dad. I respect him."
Chapter completed!