After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

"What are you doing, if you hadn't rescued me from the black coachman, I'm afraid I would have been sold into the kiln.

"My family stopped me and didn't let me see you, but from the moment you saved me, I decided to follow you for the rest of my life.

"It's been a long time ago, so I don't want to mention it anymore.

Zhou Helian said with emotion.

Luo Shan snorted, "Don't mention it, we have to look forward, I have made a lot of money from farming and hunting in the past few years, and we will build a new house next year."

"When I got married, I promised you, now that my sons have grown up, I should live in a new house.

Zhou Helian smiled, picked up the Luoshan cup and took a sip of wine, grinning spicily.

"As long as our family is together, healthy, and free of illness and disaster, it's okay, and it doesn't matter if the new house is built or not.

"My son has grown up, and his life has gradually changed for the better, which is good, very good.

Han Yan quietly watched everything in front of him until the blur disappeared.

Only a dark shadow belonging to a family of three remains.

When I got back into the house, I saw that only ten minutes had passed.

This....

[Congratulations to the host for successfully exploring Luo Yingsong's memory and obtaining the recipe in his memory, the old-fashioned iron pot stewed chicken.] This

, I didn't expect such a harvest.

In Luo Yingsong's memory, Han Yan was about to cry from the iron pot stewed chicken, and he hadn't eaten since morning.

And not only was the chicken stewed in the iron pot greedy, but also a handful of dog food was stuffed raw.

Han Yan came up with the idea of making chicken stew in an iron pot.

After all, Zhou Helian's process of making an iron pot stew just now was all in his eyes.

Only one thing he wasn't sure about.

Is this pheasant still edible?

If the protected animal is stewed by itself, it will not be possible to go to jail.

Han Yan sat on the bed and searched the Internet for information on pheasants.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked after reading it.

Pheasants have become national second-class protected animals, but Han Yan remembers that he ate them when he was in the countryside, and he often ate them, how to eat them two or three times a year.

You must not let anyone know about this, otherwise you may have to go to jail in the future.

Han Yan sat on the bed, his mind full of the picture he had just seen.

A family of three gathered around the table to eat iron pot stew, the picture is really warm, this memory is very well preserved, it must be very important in the heart of the old man Luo Yingsong.

Wait a minute

! Han Yan had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

The task of the system is to let the old man eat the food in his memory.

Although the iron pot stew is not on his list of favorite foods, it is always the food in his memory.

Let the old man eat this dish, maybe it will be a task.

You can give it a try.

Thinking of this, Han Yan was no longer hungry, so he took action immediately, after all, there was a reward of 10,000 yuan for completing the task.

In the afternoon, I went to the farmer's market, which sells a wide variety of things.

There are flowers, birds, fish and insects, as well as daily necessities, hardware and equipment, everything...

There is a food city in the innermost part of the market, all of which are snacks, Tujia sauce cakes, roast duck for 18 yuan, duck blood vermicelli, fried chicken rack, fat rice noodles, 12 yuan box lunch, noodles marinated with pepper and meat foam, steamed buns, steamed buns...

When Han Yan first came from the countryside, he was most willing to come here, because he had everything, it was big enough, it was lively, and it was cheap.

There was a two-dollar shop next to the farmer's market, and when I came in just now, I heard the shouting from the loudspeaker in front of the two-dollar store.

"Two yuan, two yuan is two yuan for the whole audience, what you buy is cheap, what you take is cheap, it doesn't matter if you buy it or not, go to the house and take a look..."

When he was a child, Han Yan liked to visit this place, comic books, toys, pen rulers, and even face masks, all of which were two yuan.

On Mother's Day, he also bought a mask for Wang Aihua at a two-dollar store.

Looking back now, most of the smiles on Wang Aihua's face were pretended.

I'm not here this time to reminisce about my childhood.

The main purpose of this visit is to find chickens.

Wandering chicken.

In Luo Yingsong's memory, two kinds of chickens were used in the iron pot stew, one was a large domestic rooster and another was a pheasant.

It is impossible to eat pheasants, and there is only one option, roosters.

Most of the chickens used in the market are frozen, that is, the kind of factory chickens that start with eggs and do not go a few steps until they die.

Naturally, the taste of this chicken cannot be compared with that of the chicken.

The chicken feet of the chicken are more meaty, the meat is thick, not the treasure in the palm, and the meat is also thick and boneless.

Compared with it, the chicken feet of the factory chicken have lost more than a star and a half, and it belongs to the all-round scale.

Of course, the key point is the difference in meat.

The chicken is more fragrant and the fat under the skin is thicker.

Han Yan found a place to sell chickens, "Boss, how do you sell chickens?" "

One hundred and twenty-one, six catties and eight taels, one brother?"

Han Yan glanced at the chicken feet in the cage.

"Okay, one hundred and two is one hundred and two, you help me kill the chicken, I want to take the chicken blood away, and I don't need to pluck the feathers, I will pluck it myself when I go back." "

Six catties and eight taels are sold for one hundred and two, which is not expensive.

"Okay!"

After a while, the big rooster in the cage was crooked and was held in Han Yan's hand with his neck crooked, and by the way, he bought some peasant sauce in the market.

The rest of the things are available in the store, so there's no need to buy them.

After returning home, Han Yan entered retreat mode.

In the next few days, the words "special price for iron pot stew" appeared on the billboard of the old Han restaurant.

As for this dish, it was made quite well by Han Yan, at least in terms of taste.

However, there was a big problem with the change.

The chicken he cut out was strangely shaped, and after it came out of the pot, he couldn't tell which part of the meat he was eating.

Han's knife changing skills still need to be improved.

Han Da strengthened his image as a strict father, let him cut cucumbers in the kitchen for a few days to practice knife skills, and then taught him the texture of cutting meat or something.

After practicing in retreat, he was finally able to cut a plate of perfect chicken.

Then I want to find Luo Yingsong, after all, this iron pot stew was specially prepared for him, and when I was in the food contest before, after getting off the stage, the hostess took the initiative to add Han Yan's WeChat.

Han Yantuo asked the host about Luo Yingsong's residence, and originally thought that he would be rejected, but the other party agreed very simply.

Half an hour later, the other party sent Luo Yingsong's address.

Han Yan: Thank you.

Hostess: You're welcome, just invite me to dinner.

Han Yan: OK

Han Yan: Next time you come to my restaurant, I will invite you to eat spicy shredded pork.

After hanging up the phone, Han Yan took a chicken and some spices and stepped on the bus to Luo Yingsong's house.

Luo Yingsong has two sons, he now lives in the second son's house, he is 100 years old, his son is also in his seventies, and his grandson is in his forties, nearly fifty.

The eldest grandson is more promising, the owner of a construction company, and is very rich.

Luo Yingsong lives in the villa of the eldest grandson's family.

Han Yan stood in front of the villa and took a deep breath.

Although he took the initiative to cook very strangely, there was no other way for 10,000 yuan.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

he knocked on the door of the villa.