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Qin Feng accidentally discovered a basket of fresh eggs in the market, which aroused his great interest. He bought the eggs and decided to showcase their endless possibilities through ingenious cooking methods.

Returning to his small kitchen, Qin Feng opened the ancient cooking notes passed down from his family and began his unique cooking journey. First, he prepared some fresh vegetables and carefully cut them into various shapes to add color and flavor to the dishes.

Then, Qin Feng took out some special spices, which was one of the insights he accumulated in cooking practice over the years. The aroma of spices spread quickly, filling the entire kitchen. Qin Feng closed his eyes and immersed himself in the ocean of mixed aromas, thinking about how to apply these spices to the cooking of eggs.

He chose a special cooking technique - steaming. Break the fresh eggs into a bowl, mix gently, then add the chopped vegetables and spices. Qin Feng poured the mixture into the steamer, gently covered the pot, and started a mysterious and wonderful steaming process.

Steam rises slowly from the pot, filling the entire kitchen into a fragrant wonderland. Qin Feng watched the changes in the pot, as if he could feel the deliciousness contained in every egg liquid.

When the steamer made a crisp sound, Qin Feng couldn't wait to open the lid. An alluring aroma hit his face, and a colorful and fragrant egg dish appeared in front of him. Qin Feng took a sip with satisfaction and felt bursts of fragrance on his tongue, as if the whole world became brighter.

Qin Feng's reputation in the small town is booming, and people come here one after another to see his unique cooking style. One day, a strange young woman came to Qin Feng's small restaurant. She was wearing an elegant skirt, and her eyes revealed a desire for delicious food.

"Are you the legendary Qin Feng?" the woman asked with a smile.

Qin Feng nodded and greeted her to her seat in a friendly manner. "Yes, I am Qin Feng, welcome. What can I do for you?"

The woman looked at the menu and decided to try Qin Feng's signature dish - steamed Qin-flavored eggs. While waiting, she couldn't help but be curious about Qin Feng's cooking skills.

"Qin Feng, why do you like to study egg cooking?" The woman asked the question she had always had in mind.

Qin Feng smiled, seeming to be recalling the past. "Actually, I raised a hen when I was a child. Every morning, I would collect fresh eggs. At that time, I became very interested in eggs. I found that eggs are a very versatile ingredient. It can be cooked into ever-changing delicacies.”

The woman listened with a hint of admiration on her face. "I see, you have deep feelings for eggs."

Qin Feng nodded and added: "Moreover, I found that the condition and environment of the hen will also affect the taste of the eggs. I like to incorporate this care for ingredients and respect for nature into cooking."

At this time, the steamed Qin-flavored eggs were served on the table, exuding an alluring aroma. The women couldn't help but their eyes lit up, and they all picked up a bite to try. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then turned into admiration.

"This is so delicious! Your cooking is not only superb, but also full of emotion. I think this is why your dishes are so unique." The woman said with a smile.

Qin Feng smiled slightly and felt the other party's recognition. "Thank you for the compliment. I always believe that love and care for ingredients will make every dish exude its unique charm."

As time goes by, Qin Feng's small restaurant becomes more and more famous, and the roast chicken he cooks is even more outstanding. Every weekend, the alley is filled with the enticing aroma of roast chicken, attracting countless diners.

One day, an elegantly dressed scribe entered Qin Feng's small restaurant. He is a famous poet in the city and is widely popular for his talents. The scribe ordered Qin Feng's signature roast chicken. While waiting, he couldn't help but say: "I heard that your roast chicken skills are unrivaled, so I came here to try it out today."

Qin Feng smiled and replied humbly: "Thanks to the good reputation, if you like it, it will be my greatest honor."

The scribe smiled when he heard this, and then fell into deep thought about cooking. "Qin Feng, I always thought that only poetry can bring people beautiful enjoyment, but I didn't expect that your cooking can do the same. What do you think are the similarities between cooking and writing poetry?"

Qin Feng listened quietly and thought about this problem. "Writing poetry and cooking, although in different forms, both contain creativity and insights into life. In the process of cooking, I try to use taste to express emotions, just like you use words to describe your inner feelings."

The scribe nodded, as if he understood something. "So, every dish is a poem for you, and every taste is a piece of writing for you. I'm really looking forward to tasting your roast chicken and seeing what kind of poetry it can bring to me."

At this moment, the fragrant roast chicken was brought to the scribe. The golden skin exudes an alluring aroma that makes people salivate. The scribe couldn't help but admire: "It really lives up to its reputation. This roast chicken is simply a wonderful poem!"

Qin Feng accepted the compliment with a smile, feeling pleased with his persistence. The scribe became a frequent visitor to Qin Feng's small restaurant. They often had profound exchanges between food and poetry, making the small restaurant a place where literature and food blended.

On a sunny afternoon, Qin Feng's small restaurant welcomed a young couple. The man looked gentle and elegant, while the woman had a bright smile. The two of them sat in a warm environment, looking forward to tasting Qin Feng's unique food.

The waiter served a dish of steamed Qin-flavored eggs, as well as the most popular signature roast chicken. The man picked up a piece of roast chicken with his chopsticks and brought it to the woman's mouth. "Try it, I heard it's the most delicious roast chicken in the city."

The woman smelled the aroma and took the roasted chicken with a smile. "It tastes really good!" She took a bite, and her taste buds were instantly surrounded by delicious food. "This taste is simply a seductive art!"

The man couldn't help but smile when he saw the woman's satisfied look. "Qin Feng's cooking is really amazing, and every dish is unforgettable."

The woman nodded and looked up at Qin Feng while enjoying the food. “How do you maintain the original flavor?”

Qin Feng replied with a smile: "Actually, every time I cook is a careful process. Maintaining the original taste is not only the choice of ingredients, but also the love for cooking and the spirit of constant pursuit of perfection. I try to choose fresh ones The ingredients, carefully paired, and each dish has its own unique seasoning that I’ve thought about.”