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Chen Ge's eyebrows twitched violently.

With this face like a rotten peach, how dare you apply the ointment his brother got him?

But the things were borrowed by my younger brother, so Chen Ge couldn't say anything, but just snorted lightly.

The old butler came down with all kinds of wound medicines, and found that his young master was giving himself wound medicines to the brown glass next to the bogu shelf.

"Young Master, I'll find you a mirror." The old housekeeper saw the ointment in Wen Jingjun's hand, and simply put the medicine he had taken aside.

"No need." Wen Jingjun refused without hesitation.

The mirror is so small, there is no brown glass to see clearly, he is monitoring every move of the two people behind!

The old butler had no choice but to send back a bunch of things he had prepared. Anyway, with this ointment, the wound on his face was fine.

"Brother, all the things have been moved." Wen Jingyi moved the ingredients to the kitchen and ran in sweating.

"Then I'll cook." Chen Yan stood up immediately.

"Go and choose vegetables too!" Wen Jingjun glanced at his younger brother and said.

"Oh..." As soon as Wen Jingyi's butt touched the sofa, he was chased away by his brother, and followed Chen Yan to the kitchen with an aggrieved face.

"See, my brother should be educated like this." Wen Jingjun said pointedly.

"It varies from person to person. No one cares about your brother." Chen Ge sneered.

"Even if someone misses my brother, it's his own choice to be dragged to bed one day. As long as he doesn't tell me, I don't know."

"Looking at his face close to yours, I also know that this kind of thing can't happen."

This sentence can be regarded as poking Wen Jingjun's heart.

Face!Face!Face!

He should have taken the opportunity to punch Chen Ge's hateful face just now!

Wen Jingjun's distorted expression touched the wound, since Chen Yan was not in the living room anyway, Wen Jingjun simply got up and left.

"Wait, the ointment is left. It was given to me by my brother." Chen Ge said lazily.

Wen Jingjun wanted to squeeze some more out, but his face was covered with ointment, any more would be a waste, so he could only throw the ointment back angrily.

Chen Yan looked at the pile of ingredients in the kitchen. There were many kinds of ingredients. When he bought them, he put them back in the car one by one. He didn't think so, but now that they were all piled up, Chen Yan felt like he was back in the past. Feel.

This pile of things is clearly the feeling of side dishes when the restaurant is not open in the morning.

"So many..." Wen Jingyi sighed when he entered.

Chen Yan complained silently, there are times when you don't like too much?

"Shall we all eat?" Wen Jingyi asked immediately.

Chen Yan twitched his feet, and looked at Wen Jingyu in astonishment, "Eat them all, are your stomachs made of elastic?"

"I just think they're all good. Is there a good way to eat them all together?" Wen Jingyi asked.

"Eat them all?" Chen Yan looked at the ingredients in the kitchen, "There is really a way..."

"What method? How to eat?"

"Your brother said that a restaurant has been transferred to my name?"

"Well, that's right, I handled it for you in the morning." Wen Jingyi had no interest in this matter, "How do you eat these?"

"stew!"

"Huh?" A pot appeared in Wen Jingyu's mind, which was stewed with various foods.

"Come and help me!"

Wen Jingyi watched Chen Yan busy on the cooking table, mixing various seasonings together to make a big bowl of juice.

"What is this?" Wen Jingyi looked at the amber liquid. "It's not some secret seasoning, is it?"

"It's the secret seasoning." This kind of secret sauce stew pot was still very popular in the previous life. It once became popular in the capital for a while. Although the popularity has faded later, it still retains a considerable number of diners.

Seeing the ingredients in this room, Chen Yan's first reaction was to open a store of secret sauce stew pot. The configuration of this kind of seasoning is not too troublesome, and he does not need to come forward.

Wen's kitchen was complete with all kinds of home appliances. Chen Yan asked the chef to find a few frying pans of appropriate depth and began to process various ingredients.

"Do you want beef? Do you want mutton? Chicken legs? Chicken wings?"

Every time Wen Jingyi handed over one, he had to ask.He felt that Chen Yan's extremely mix-and-match method was a bit weird.Regardless of beef, mutton or chicken legs, they are all cut and marinated with seasonings, and even the chicken wings are soaked in seasonings.What is this for?

Chen Yan handled it one by one without raising his head. Taking advantage of the abundance of ingredients, he could make a few pots at a time and try all kinds of flavors.

This kind of secret sauce stew pot, the final cooking work is not very troublesome, the main workload is in the early processing of ingredients.Seeing that Chen Yan couldn't do it alone, the helper and Wen Jingyi simply came up to help.

Wen Jingyi quickly changed from a kitchen idiot to a second-class worker.

The butter is melted, and the cut carrots and sweet potatoes are used as the base. After a few simple stir-fries, the marinated meat is spread layer by layer.

Wen Jingyi swallowed his saliva.

The process of cooking this kind of food turned out to be so enticing.Especially the aroma of fried beef and sweet potatoes, combined with the appearance of red and white beef and mutton and chicken spread in a pan, it is really beautiful.

Some people may think that saying this is too exaggerated, but in Wen Jingyi's eyes at this moment, there is nothing that can attract his attention more than this.

Watching the steam gradually climb up the lid to cover the view, but it quickly condenses into water droplets and slides down quickly, and makes a low squeak.Chen Yan began to stir the secret juice quickly in his hands until it was so thick that it could be stretched, then he stopped in satisfaction, poured it into the pot, and covered the ingredients.

Soon, the aroma of the secret sauce and ingredients came out.

Wen Jingyi swallowed again.The smell is so good, through the glass cover, you can see the secret sauce slowly melting, blending into the ingredients, and simmering in the secret sauce.

This must be delicious!delicious!delicious!

It must be better than any other food he has ever eaten!

"How?" Chen Yan asked.

"It must be delicious..." Wen Jingyu wiped the corners of his mouth, the feeling of drool coming out all the time was really scary.He lamented that he would definitely leave a dark history on this matter.

"I mean the production process." Chen Yan explained.

"The production process? I didn't pay attention. Anyway, I think my saliva is almost drooling when I look at these meats." Wen Jingyi shook his head and said.

"That's right." Chen Yan nodded.

Whoever showed you how to do it, the key is to use food to give people a visual attack, so that people can't take their eyes off the pot of food, and at the same time give diners a feeling of hunger.

As soon as the food is put into the pot, the expectation of the food begins. Looking at the food in the pot and cooking in person, this kind of waiting allows the expectation to continue to ferment and reach the highest at the moment of food entrance.

This is the case with Wen Jingyi now. He simply turns a blind eye to the ordinary cooking process of beef and mutton, and even avoids it, but not only does he want to see this kind of cooking that directly impacts the taste, but he also feels that he can't take his eyes off it.

This may be the unique charm of the secret juice stew pot.

Outside, Wen Jingjun had already come down from upstairs, but he didn't sit with Chen Ge, so as not to get angry again, but glanced at the kitchen, and finally couldn't help getting up.

As soon as he opened the kitchen door, a scent came over. Wen Jingjun was not very hungry at first, but at this moment he felt so hungry that his stomach hurt, and he even groaned.

Chen Yan and Wen Jingyi heard the voice at the same time, and couldn't help turning their heads.

"Brother?" Wen Jingyi turned around and saw Wen Jingjun's face that had faded most of the bruises and the corners of his mouth had scabs.

Even though it's getting better, it's still kind of horrible.

The main reason is that Mr. Wen Jing took good care of his appearance, and he took care of it every day. It was unacceptable to make it so suddenly.

"what to do?"

"It's delicious. I'm going to have a good meal tonight."

"Sure, that's good." Wen Jingjun couldn't bear it any longer, and went out clutching his stomach.

"I haven't seen my brother do this before. Yanyan, you are so skilled that you actually let my brother find the kitchen." Wen Jingyi chuckled, "But what is the conflict between him and Chen Ge? It turned out like this."

Wen Jingyi is a younger brother in front of his brother, even if Wen Jingjun treats him well, but Wen Jingjun's prestige as an older brother is very great, Wen Jingyi would not dare to ask these things easily, even if he wanted to ask what happened to his brother's face Son, he shut up after being scolded.

"It's all a misunderstanding." It's hard to explain what happened here. Chen Yan actually wanted to ask what Wen Jingjun meant when he said he liked him. He obviously liked his food. Why did he deliberately say such things to anger his brother? How about making it like this?

Fortunately, it is now explained clearly.

"Okay, let's cook." Chen Yan lifted the lid of the pot and stir-fried a few times before someone took it out.

Because it was a test dish, Chen Yan made as many pots as possible.

One pot of chicken wings, one pot of catfish, one pot of mixed beef, mutton and chicken, and one pot of prawns.

Four pots, four different flavors.

Both Wen Jingjun and Chen Ge had already sat at the dining table waiting to eat, and when they saw four pots on their faces, both of them were puzzled.

"Eat directly from the pot?"

"It's just four flavors. Try it. After eating, I'll discuss something with you." Chen Yan said.

Wen Jingjun and Chen Ge couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks. Chen Yan sat beside Chen Ge. Although Wen Jingjun protested with his face for a long time, his face was too colorful now, and no one could understand his expression.

The four pots were opened at the same time, and the hot steam was steaming up. The four people were sitting on the chopsticks, but the food they picked up was completely different.

In front of Wen Jingjun is the catfish pot. The catfish has few thorns. This method of stewing in the secret sauce makes the catfish meat very tender and smooth. This piece of fish meat may be rushed into the mouth, but the fish meat went down the throat.

Wen Jingjun's throat twitched, and he looked at the crowd with some embarrassment, and found that everyone else was eating his own, so he went to grab the next piece.

However, the meat is too smooth, coupled with the special secret sauce, it is really delicious.