After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Complicated and depressed in Han Yan's heart, Luo Yingsong's memory is very long, but it has only been an hour since it was mapped to reality.

The oppressive atmosphere has always shrouded this memory, and Han Yan didn't expect Luo Shan and Zhou Helian to die so desolately.

He also finally understood why the older generation of people hated the words Japanese so much.

In junior high school history class, there is only one book on the entire history of modern China, and there is only one chapter on the war of aggression against China.

In just a few chapters, how can we explain the unspeakable crimes of the Japanese.

Luo Yingsong, the old man, left his hometown at the age of sixteen to fight the Japanese, and at the age of fifteen, his father's head was cut off and hung on the city wall.

Han Yan didn't dare to think that if he went through this, he would be able to survive it.

Through this memory, Han Yan admired the old man Luo Yingsong in his heart.

He sat on the bed, aimlessly, absentmindedly watching short videos, trying to calm himself with a lot of useless knowledge.

However, soon his attention was drawn to the sexy dance rubbing video.

The scale is too big now, isn't it?

Let me see if there is a bigger scale.

Half an hour later, Han Yan calmed down and opened the system panel.

[Spicy shredded pork

] [Maker, Zhou Helian]

[Dish details, the line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's top. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

The great poet Meng Jiao's poem "The Wanderer's Song" uses white sketches to write the scene of the wanderer going far away and his mother saying goodbye the night before. Among them, reluctance and longing are all expressed in the form of sewing clothes, the poems are not carved, and the simple words contain the most sincere emotions. A

question mark slowly floated out of Han Yan's head.

Ah, this....

What the hell is this?

The system panel flickered, and a new style emerged.

[Zhou Helian's spicy shredded pork is the same as the thread in the hands of the loving mother in Meng Jiao's poem, both contain strong emotions, even if the ingredients are incorrect, but this taste has always been remembered by Luo Yingsong in his heart, and it has also become the driving force to support him to live in the early stage of the Anti-Japanese War.

【Explore Luo Yingsong's memory is completed, and the ability is obtained, and the spicy shredded pork made by the host has the ability to evoke family affection in people's hearts.

Han

Yan blinked, he didn't expect an unexpected gain.

However, he is more concerned at the moment about whether he can replicate the dishes in Luo Yingsong's memory.

Han Yan now finally understands why there is a spicy shredded pork in Old Man Luo Yingsong's favorite dish.

Presumably after the end of the Anti-Japanese War, Mr. Luo would order a spicy shredded pork every time he went to a new restaurant.

The purpose is to find the taste of Zhou Helian's fried spicy shredded pork.

Han Yan wanted to copy this dish, not only to get the 10,000 yuan rewarded by the system, but also to let the old man eat this dish, and to make it his wish.

So here's the conundrum....

He didn't see Zhou Helian's cooking techniques in his memory, only that he knew that the coriander was replaced by his mother-in-law.

Po Po Ding is a wild vegetable, also a name for the northerners, and its more official name is dandelion.

At that time, Zhou Helian's family suffered a change, all the family property was occupied by bullies, and life must have been very difficult, digging a lot of wild vegetables in summer, blanching and drying them for the winter.

Although Han Yan has 30 years of experience in spicy shredded pork, he has little confidence to try this dish.

Because the magic change is somewhat serious.

And the meat used in this spicy shredded pork is not explained, the tenderloin, pork belly, loin meat, and Houqiu meat are not the same when they are done.

This....

This is quite complicated

! Han Yan suddenly felt that one head and two big!

Then he began to put it into action.

The first is to solve the problem of the mother-in-law, which is all wild vegetables, and it is almost impossible to see this kind of vegetable sold in the market.

Han Yan went to several houses, but all of them found nothing, but this is understandable, after all, this thing is too bitter.

When I was a child, in the back garden of my rural home, there was a field full of mother-in-law, and my grandmother often made a pot of Korean smoke for me to eat, saying that this thing was diuretic and fire, clearing heat and detoxifying.

Han Yan's face was green, and his memory of his mother-in-law Ding was full of bitterness.

Not only does this thing taste bitter, it can bring back even the most bitter memories in people's hearts.

Han Yan cried to death.

There was no way to buy it in the market, so he had to go to the park and dig it himself.

Two days later.

After walking all over Spring City Park, he finally dug up two bags of mother-in-law.

Even if he is as delicate as him, his nails are stuffed with dirt, which is bitter and not enough for outsiders.

In the old Hanjia restaurant, Han Yan was busy in the kitchen for an afternoon, and a plate of steaming shredded pork appeared in front of him.

The system's evaluation of this dish is:

[The system does not dare to comment on the forbidden food.] Han

Yan: "..."He

was completely desperate.

He made this dish three or four times, and each time the evaluation given by the system was quite consistent.

There are no two eggs in the world that are exactly the same, but there are exactly the same shredded pork....

Wait, maybe this is the taste of old man Luo Yingsong's memory!

At that time, it was not easy to have meat to eat, and most people should be in a state of hunger.

So....

This dish of shredded pork may not be delicious to modern people, but it should be considered delicious to people of that era.

Enlightened.

Thinking of this, Han Yan felt that the dish in front of him should not be unpalatable.

And he hadn't eaten for a day and had an empty stomach.

Q: What is the best dish?

A: Everything is delicious when you are hungry.

Han Yan took a chopstick dish, put it in his mouth, and...

Vomit... (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)

The moment the dish entered his mouth just now, Han Yan felt that his soul had been sublimated.

The taste in the mouth is simply indescribable.

After Han Yan spit out the dishes, he rinsed his mouth, and only after suffering a major crime did his mouth get rid of the torture.

No, I need to go out and get some fresh air.

Han Yan walked outside the store to breathe.

Comrade Han Daqiang, who didn't know the truth, scratched his bald head, picked up the fried spicy shredded pork and shouted: "Wife, Du Ying has started eating." The

three of them sat around the dining table, and Wang Aihua frowned as he looked at the spicy shredded pork on the plate.

"Old Han, is this thing coriander, how do I feel like a wild vegetable.

Han Daqiang nodded, "It's a wild vegetable, this is a mother-in-law, this should be a smashing innovation, I saw him tinkering in the kitchen for an afternoon."

"Come on, come on, let's use chopsticks to taste."

When Du Ying heard this, she quickly picked up her chopsticks.

"I heard that the mother-in-law has the effect of removing the fire, the spicy shredded pork and chili pepper are too spicy, and eating too much will also make people have stomach fire, so the little boss's dish should be to let the mother-in-law neutralize the fire of the chili pepper. "

It's really heartfelt.

Han Daqiang was stunned, he never thought that Da'er would smash the medicinal diet and research, and then couldn't wait to put a chopstick dish into his mouth.

Then, he froze.

Wang Aihua took a bite of the dish, and then was stunned.

Du Ying took a bite of the dish and was stunned.

Han Yan breathed his breath and returned to the store to see the three people with green faces.

Han Daqiang looked pained, and roared at his own son:

"I'm your own father, why do you want to hurt me, woo woo..."