After fetal transfusion: Huang Ama, your royal mausoleum has been stolen

Ripe persimmon fruits are rich in juice, sweet and sour and refreshing... rich in a variety of nutrients... and there are many ways to make them.

It can be regarded as a rare breed.

Just as Xue Jing thought about it, his mouth began to salivate unconsciously.

Although he didn't know what the so-called nutrients were, it didn't stop him from understanding the description of the taste.

[Ahem, cough, sweet and sour, appetizing, full of juice...] What should this taste like?

Xue Jing coughed a few times to cover up his swallowing movements, so that Butler Chen who was walking beside him didn't notice.

[Pfft~] It's just that it's easy to hide his little movement from the people around him, but it's not easy to hide it from Xi Rui and others.

The three people watching from a distance all burst into laughter. Xirui quickly opened the system store and started rummaging around.

Previously, I was worried that taking out this tomato out of thin air would attract attention.

Now that we have found this persimmon locally, there is no need to worry too much.

[What exactly does this persimmon taste like? You’d better try it yourself. 】No matter how much others talk about it, it’s not as good as tasting it myself.

Xi Rui simply reminded him and fed him the small tomatoes he had redeemed.

The small tomato was not big, so Xi Rui put it directly into Xue Jing's mouth.

The operation of this process is hidden and not easy to detect.

Xue Jing listened to Xi Rui's tip and was mentally prepared in advance, so he calmly accepted the foreign object that suddenly appeared in his mouth.

There was nothing strange about his face.

[The ripe persimmons are too big, so it’s not convenient to take them out right now. It’s better to work with the smaller ones first. After all, the texture and taste are pretty much the same. 】 Xi Rui explained and threw a small tomato into his mouth.

One bite, and the juice instantly fills the entire mouth.

The sweet and sour taste made Xue Jing tremble violently.

Butler Chen, who was in physical contact with him, felt it immediately. He turned his head and asked, "Xue Shaodong's house is cold."

In the eyes of Butler Chen, Xue Jing is just a child at his age, almost as old as his grandson.

When Butler Chen saw this, he subconsciously expressed concern, and his tone of voice was even more intimate.

"Well..." Xue Jing mumbled and didn't dare to speak. He had to take the time to swallow the tomato in his mouth. He didn't even have time to think about it before he replied, "It's not cold. It was just blown by the wind. Don't worry."

Just like a child who secretly eats spicy chips on the way home from school and is afraid of being discovered by his mother, Xue Jing was so stiff that he only turned half of his head and did not dare to open his mouth fully.

The words were spoken quickly and low.

Fortunately, Butler Chen didn't pay attention to these details and just grabbed Xue Jing's hand and gave it a try.

He didn't give up until he was sure that his palms were still warm, "It's windy outside, let's go inside quickly. I think we should have prepared meals in the small kitchen."

This suggestion suited Xue Jing's heart, "Okay!"

The moment his heart relaxed, he let out a long breath. He nodded hastily in agreement, and this time he returned to normal.

"This junior's trip today was well worth it. Not only did he solve the problem at home, he also saw rare things like persimmons, and even gave Uncle Xin a meal." Xue Jing said with a slightly embarrassed look. He smiled and said, "Go back and talk to your grandfather. I'm afraid he will give you another generous gift to thank you."

Half of these words were polite, and the other half were also paving the way for future interactions between the two families.

After all, he is just the young boss, and his age is here, so it is normal for the Xue and Chen families to be worried.

In this way, it is inevitable that the two elders from both sides will meet.

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"Uncle Chen, remember to save the gift and send it to the Xue family with Xiao Jing later." It was a simple friendly signal to the Xue family.

They would not be worried about what Li Po had done before.

"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely prepare everything." Steward Chen was happy to see the success, and he suppressed Xue Jing's continued modesty and refusal.

The three of them returned to the hall along the same route. Butler Chen glanced around and saw that the meal had been set, so he left with confidence and prepared to worship.

Chen Xin and Xue Jing were left to have a meal together.

"The skills of Uncle Xin's chef are indeed extraordinary. No wonder the business is booming with guests from all over the world." Xue Jing tasted the dishes in front of him and had to praise him.

Although Li Po's secret manipulation was behind the rise of Bafang Ke Lai, the chef's skills were also a rigid standard.

If the dishes cannot convince the public, it is indeed impossible to establish a foothold in Luoyun Town in a short period of time.

"Hahaha, since this dish suits your appetite, then use more of it. You don't have to be polite at Uncle Xin's house, just treat it as if it were at home." Everyone is willing to listen to obedient words, and Chen Xin is certainly no exception.

His cook was brought from the state capital, and his craftsmanship was certainly not comparable to that of the cooks in this small Luoyun Town.

Xue Jing secretly compared the dishes in his restaurant with what he saw in front of him, and the conclusion he finally came to did not surprise him at all.

[Does Eleven Girl have any secrets about cooking? 】Xue Jingshen thought he had discovered a flaw in his restaurant, so he turned around and started looking for a solution.

[When I get back, I will urge Bao Liang to practice hard. 】 Not to mention letting him train to a level comparable to that of an imperial chef, at least he should be better than the owner of the dishes in front of him.

Otherwise, how can their restaurant go far in the future?

Xue Jing stared at the dish on the plate with firm eyes, as if he wanted to analyze all the ingredients in the dish.

Xi Rui just responded with the word "haha~".

She didn’t have any cooking secrets, but she could still get the recipes.

As for urging restaurant chefs to practice hard, Xirui was noncommittal. Those who can practice are the best. If they can't practice, they should look for good talents as soon as possible.

Xue Jing didn't wait for Xi Rui's reply. He just took the next mouthful of rice and bit into something familiar.

Xi Rui fed him another small tomato.

This time, Xue Jing tasted it very carefully.

[The taste of this persimmon is indeed good. It is fresh and refreshing when eaten raw. It is not bad if you want to make it into a mature dish. 】After tasting the taste myself, I have high confidence in this persimmon.

There is no trace of the previous guilty conscience.

[That's natural. They have said that there are many ways to cook persimmons, including two different ways of eating them, raw and cooked. 】 Xi Rui put food into her mouth one after another.

I have already made a plan in my mind to make a dish of tomatoes mixed with sugar to satisfy my craving for food in the evening.