Xiaonan Pavilion.

Out of unyielding, Jiang Yuan made another three-cup chicken for the old miracle doctor and stir-fryed a portion of seasonal vegetables. Compared with the combination of meat and vegetables, it was the first time that he was too hasty and seemed to be insincere.

However, since she came here again, it means that her skills are still remarkable.

Furthermore, Doctor Guo did not say that he would not go to see his mother. He did not agree or refused, which means that he still had a chance.

"Grandpa Guo, try it."

Two dishes were placed in front of Doctor Guo. One of them was the fresh aroma of chicken with the lid was emitted in the private room with the heat, while the other was green and verdant, which made people's index fingers tremble.

Doctor Guo is an old man. He couldn't wait to put the three-cup chicken in front of him, but because Jiang Yuan was still in front of him, he put on an elder's airs and waited until Jiang Yuan opened his mouth before picking up the chopsticks and slowly putting them into his mouth.

“How is it?”

Seeing the food entering the old man's mouth, Jiang Yu'an's originally calm heart slightly raised, fearing that what he did this time would not suit his appetite.

This time, she did not use the recipe taught by the chef of Xiaonange Banquet. She added the remaining spices to make the chicken more flavorful, nor did she use her own method to make the chicken worse, making it easier for the elderly to bite. Instead, she cooked it with a glass of rice wine, lard, and soy sauce according to the most traditional method, without adding any other seasonings.

She had tasted the taste of the pot herself. The meat was fragrant, sweet and salty, and the salty and fragrant, and the taste was soft and chewy.

She felt that the recipe was not as good as Xiaonange's, but the taste was not bad and the taste was just right. However, for people with poor teeth, it might be a bit difficult to chew.

Therefore, after serving this dish, Jiang Yuan was a little nervous.

As she expected, the old man took only two bites and put the chopsticks down. He didn't even finish the chicken, even yesterday's.

“Is it…not good?”

Jiang Yuan's heart was also sunk, unable to tell what it felt like at this moment.

The old doctor Guo looked up and met her black eyes, paused with tea pouring, and then shook his head: "It's not bad, it's because I have bad teeth and can't bite them. I can't blame you."

Even if Mr. Guo said he would not blame him, Jiang Yu'an could not hide his shame, "Then I'll take it and change it to you."

The old miracle doctor waved his hand, "No need to change it, just add a meal. By the way, don't let the frying one in Yandi."

Laotie is picky about food, but he is still tolerant in filling his stomach. It is very particular about which dish is used for tasting and which dish is used for meals.

Jiang Yuan laughed at Mr. Guo’s request and responded to 'ok'. He was turning around and going out. He remembered something and turned back. His face was a little confused: "Grandpa Guo, how does this three-cup chicken taste except you can't bite it? Do you think it is authentic?"

If the taste is not a problem, she can stew the chicken so softly.

Under Jiang Yuan's expectant gaze, Mr. Guo shook his head: "It's still a little different from the taste in my memory."

Jiang Yu calmed down completely.

She didn't act too disappointed, but smiled at Mr. Guo: "Okay, I understand. Thank you Grandpa Guo for your comments. You can eat first. I'll give you the dish to serve."

After saying that, he left politely.

Therefore, she did not see the moment when the door of the private room was closed. The old tie in front of the dining table suddenly picked up the chopsticks and quickly picked up a piece of meat and bones, which slowly bite it.

But it’s too tough, just bite a few more times!

It was completely different from the atmosphere of eating happily in the room, Jiang Yuan, who was carrying a tray, looked sad.

It shouldn't be.

This three-cup chicken recipe is completely made according to the local old skills. It is logically not unauthentic. After she made it, she specially selected a local customer from the diners in Xiaonan Pavilion to taste it. She said that the taste was exactly the same as the ones there. Why is it not authentic when Mr. Guo’s mouth?

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips, and her mind turned a corner and probably understood something.

Perhaps because she was considering her junior brother's face, she did not directly show her face, but just turned a corner and politely rejected her.

Forget it, maybe there is really no fate.

But it doesn’t matter. My elder brother also said that my mother is mainly due to heart disease. When she comes home, she will be well with her mother to take care of her health.

As for Doctor Guo…

She looked down at her hands and raised a smile on her face. She was considered an elder, so she would not lose money when cooking for the old man twice.

In this way, I was not so disappointed. I turned to the kitchen with a smile, took the task back to the kitchen, made a fried chicken and an isolated island fresh fish soup for Mr. Guo, and then took off his chef's clothes and jumped away.

There was nothing she had to do with Xiaonange. She thought of taking time to get her second brother’s ring back. After the last time she designed it, she found a studio to customize it. After two days, her second brother went home with her and could give him a gift on his birthday.

On the way out, she called her elder brother Shang Cheng and told her about returning to Rongcheng in advance.

The old miracle doctor has refused, and her marriage with Fu Beixing has completely divorced, so naturally there is no reason to stay in Jiangcheng.

Since I have to go back early, it is necessary to tell my family.

After the phone was hung up, Jiang Yuan happened to walk to his car, but he opened the car door and sat in it. After a while, he pushed the car door and got out.

Her tires were blown up and she was straddling down, so the car could not start.

Helplessly, I can only find my second brother.

But he was probably holding a meeting at this point, and it was still early before he got off work, so he probably couldn't put his work on it.

Just as hesitated whether to tell the guy or call the tow truck directly, a strange and low-sounding male voice came across from him.

"Is there something wrong with the car?"

Jiang Yuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and met a strange and familiar face, and was slightly stunned.

He said he was unfamiliar because she didn't see this person often, and said he was familiar because she knew this person, and his good brother was quite familiar with him.

"You are... Jiang Yanqin and Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yuan looked at him for a while, and while comparing his face with Jiang Yanzhou in his mind, he took out the name from his memory.

"Yes, it's hard for you to remember me, and you thought Miss Jiang, you had forgotten me long ago."

Jiang Yanqin's eyebrows are very similar to Jiang Yanzhou, but his temperament is completely different from Jiang Yanzhou.

The latter is a wild playboy, but the one in front of him has a bookish atmosphere, and his temperament is graceful and light blue suit makes him look very gentle, just like his gentle voice.
Chapter completed!