After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

When Jiang Zhou and Wen Yan went out, Lu Dalang had already set up the pot. It was the inspiration he got from Jiang Zhou last time, and he made a similar one when he came back.

Not much soup was added to the pot, and a thin layer of bright red soup was boiled and gurgled, and the air smelled of bean sprouts and chicken mixed together.

Lu Dalang deliberately opened a small jar of wine: "This is the wine your sister-in-law brewed last year, try it."

Jiang Zhou pulled Wen Yan to sit down, felt Wen Yan squeeze his hand, smiled at him, and said to Lu Dalang, "I don't drink much, so I'll just have a drink."

Lu Dalang didn't stop him either, he still remembered the time when Jiang Zhou got drunk at his place last time, no one could handle such a small amount of alcohol.

Xu Chang was somewhat restrained, so Jiang Zhou greeted him to eat meat: "Come, how about some chicken?"

Xu Chang took a piece.

As a cook, when eating dishes made by others, he always compares them unconsciously. Every item of color, smell and taste has to be compared with the past. It is said that literati are inferior to each other. In fact, which line of work does not compare?It's just that the literati's words are right, and they make it all the more obvious.

Xu Chang picked up the piece of meat and looked at the knife first.Some cooks are very careless when chopping meat, chopping it twice casually, the meat is either cut too big, or it is full of broken bones and slag. cut.

Xu Chang made a silent score in his heart and stuffed the meat into his mouth.

First, he was burned by the hot soup, and then the aroma rushed into his taste buds.The chicken taste is quite strong, mixed with the smell of spices, and his fried chicken is very tender, very soft and rotten, it will not melt in the mouth, but the flesh and bones can be separated with a slight bite.

"How does it taste?" Lu Dalang's eyes brightened slightly.

Xu Chang put down his chopsticks slowly and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad."

He used to be the head chef at Sihe Restaurant, and he remembered that there was a rare chicken stew in Sihe Restaurant, which was similar to this one, but the chicken was stewed directly without frying beforehand, so although it was soft and rotten, it was a bit too much , the chicken is melted into the soup, there is no taste.

I heard that the new owner's family is not a cook who has specially learned cooking skills. It is a bit amazing to be able to do this.

It's just that although he was praising, he didn't lag behind: "This chicken is good, but if I cook it, there is still room for improvement."

For example, they have been sitting for a while, and the chicken has been cooked for a while to have such a strong taste, but if it is changed to a restaurant, the diners may not wait for the first bite, although the chicken at that time was just out of the pan , but the temperature is somewhat lower when it is served, it may not taste as delicious as it is now, and the chicken may even look old.

Jiang Zhou was not annoyed when he heard this: "You are a professional chef after all. If you are like me, we will not invite you. It is very good to be able to innovate and make breakthroughs."

Several people toasted each other and started eating.

Wen Yan didn't like drinking, so he took a cup of rice soup and drank it in small sips. Jiang Zhou gave him chopsticks of yuba: "This is the most delicious, try it."

Wen Yan tried it, and sure enough, he thought it was better than the chicken, so he picked the bean sprouts and yuba inside to eat.

The five people ate a large pot of chicken, and the meat was almost enough later. Jiang Zhou added some vermicelli and meatballs to it. After eating the food, several people were sweating and steaming hot.

Jiang Zhou wanted to take off his clothes halfway through the meal, but was stopped by Wen Yan. At this moment, his whole back was sweating profusely, so he could only look at Wen Yan and whispered, "It's hot."

Wen Yan was also hot, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wet and he stared at Jiang Zhou, his lips were also rosy because of the spicy food.

Seeing that Jiang Zhou couldn't stand the heat, he tugged at his clothes: "Take off the heat."

Lu Dalang suddenly took a deep breath: "If I eat this in summer, I'm afraid it's too hot, won't I be unbearable?"

Jiang Zhou said: "Some people like to eat this in hot weather. It's refreshing. In addition, I dug a cellar under my house. When it's repaired, I will store ice in it. It's perfect for summer."

"It's so hot in summer, I'm a little afraid that there won't be enough ice."

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "It's enough to withstand the hottest two days. If you are afraid that it will not be enough, you can charge some more."

Lu Dalang frowned: "The cost of doing this is too high. I went to the teahouse to see it the other day, and I can dig a cellar in the backyard. I also have a cellar here. Three places should be enough."

Xu Chang was shocked when he heard this - no restaurant like Sihe Restaurant said that it provided ice cubes to cool down in summer, but his two new owners are really grand.

The three of them discussed the details for a while, and they planned to go to the teahouse to see how to decorate after dinner, and signed the deed by the way.

After dinner, Jiang Zhou sent Wen Yan back first.

After he drank, Wen Yan was a little worried: "Can I go?"

Jiang Zhou stared at him with bright eyes: "It's okay, I guess something is wrong, so I didn't drink too much."

Wen Yan was still a little worried.

Jiang Zhou pressed him against the door and kissed him. It was a warm and slightly alcoholic kiss, and he asked after a long while, "Look, didn't you drink too much?"

Wen Yan's face was already flushed with embarrassment, even though he and Jiang Zhou had done countless intimate things, he still blushed when he was kissed by Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou said he was not drunk, but he was a little bit drunk, but he was not completely drunk. Now he leaned into Wen Yan's ear, watching Wen Yan's ears turn red from the heat of his breathing, and laughed with a suppressed voice. She smiled: "Hey, wait for me to come back?"

When his voice is normal, it sounds normal. Once he is drunk, when he lowers his voice, it is like the sound of bubbles bursting when he is soaked in water, which makes people's legs go limp.

Wen Yan's face was on fire, so he could only hesitate and reply: "Okay."

Jiang Zhou kissed him again before letting go, and went out and boarded the boat.

Lu Dalang looked like I've seen through you.

When he arrived in town, Jiang Zhou became serious.

Originally, he had seen the layout of the teahouse, and now he had a preliminary idea in his mind, but he didn't know the details about the kitchen, so he had to ask Xu Chang.

The kitchen was decided to be built in the backyard, with the stove at the innermost part, the chimney leading to the outside, and a place for chopping and stacking vegetables in the middle. The outside waiter took the order and handed it in directly, and the cook prepared the dishes and served them immediately. Dishes, avoiding too many obstacles and the trouble of serving dishes.

The stove is parallel to this one, and the place for washing dishes and handling chickens is separated from the outside. There is a river outside the back door. The river is clean, and it is just right to wash the pots and pans for the first time.

The private room upstairs has not been moved, it is still used as a private room, and it can be used only when the structure of the table is changed later.

Speaking of which, the bottom part of the table is actually unusable, because the ordinary small wooden table cannot be used because the pot needs to be heated. The middle has to be made into a groove, and the bottom has to be embedded with a place for putting charcoal.

Jiang Zhou thought for a while and proposed a sentence: "If the charcoal is added from the bottom, if it leaks, it may burn the guests. It is better to add charcoal from the top, which is more convenient and easy."

Lu Dalang nodded: "I've already found the Jiaojia wood shop for the table, just send the blueprint over later."

As for the original remaining tables, because they were updated half a year ago, they don’t look too old at the moment. They discussed and planned to find another place to sell, and there should be people who bought them.

The hall is divided into two sides. There are five private rooms on the upper floor, and the middle one is still empty. Jiang Zhou plans to add two rows of tables to enter, and a total of four rows of tables underneath, adding up to a total of sixteen. used.

In addition, the plaque outside needs to be replaced. After Jiang Zhou discussed with Lu Dalang, it was changed to Lujiang Tower.

Apart from these things, there is nothing else. After signing the deed, we will wait for the decoration.

On the other side, Jiang Zhou's house was repaired faster.

As expected, Liu Erlang is a familiar hand. The group of people he led moved very quickly. They were finishing the work recently, and they were waiting for Jiang Zhou to pack up all the furniture and move them in.

Since it was the first two-story building in Xiaohe Village, it was still made of stones and sand. When it was first built, people came to watch it. The more it was built later, the more people watched it.

In addition, the second floor is really high, even on the bank of the small river, or in the passing boats, you can get a glimpse of it from afar, and many people came to check it out of curiosity.

Many of them were a little secretly moved, just waiting to see what style Jiang Zhou's family would come up with.

The furniture that Jiang Zhou had ordered at Jiaojia Wood Shop had already been ready, and after Liu Erlang finished laying the floor on the second floor, he received the goods and put them all in.

In the upstairs room, Jiang Zhou was extravagantly paved with fluffy blankets on the floor, all of which were fur collected from Liu Sanlang and sewn by Wen Yan at home. Although the pattern is not particularly beautiful, it is soft and soft, even if Xiaoyi is on it It's okay to crawl and roll.

On the day the house was built, Jiang Zhou opened the door wide and invited the villagers to come over.

This is their custom, called a warm house. Whenever a new house is built, a group of people have to go in and walk around to make it more popular, especially in the kitchen. It will not walk in the water in the future.

Jiang Zhou had already made pastries and candies, and distributed them door-to-door, as well as red eggs.

Xiaoyi was also taken home.

Wen Yuanxing and his wife came to follow the warm house. After everyone left, Jiang Zhou had to cook a meal for relatives and friends in the new house.

While he was cooking, Li Yue'e pulled Wen Yan to talk.

She looked at Jiang Zhou's busy figure inside, and asked quietly, "He didn't plan to ask for another one?"

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment: "What do you want?"

Li Yue'e elbowed him: "Have another child!"

Wen Yan blushed instantly: "What...what do you want! How old is Xiaoyi...We didn't think about it."

Li Yue'e smacked her lips, a little regretful: "To be honest, I still want you to have a girl or a brother, but I just thought that it would be difficult for my brother to give birth, so I never said so."

Wen Yan muttered: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Li Yue'e snorted coldly: "It's not that good aunt of yours. My ex-boyfriend came here again in a strange way, saying that her cousin from the family she married to also married a brother. After three years of hugging the two of you, she just started screaming." Yet?"

To stab Wen Yan overtly and secretly could only give birth to one, and to slander Jiang Zhou. Anyway, Li Yuee was too embarrassed to say a lot of nasty things to Wen Yan.

He frowned: "Whatever she says, we have the final say on whether or not to have another child. What does she care about?"

It's rare for Wen Yan to be a little tough, he hates Li Wan's mouth so much, he dares to say anything good and bad, it's really disgusting.

Seeing Li Yue'e's worried expression, he paused: "You don't have to worry so much, brother Zhou and I know whether you want to give birth, besides, Xiao Yi is still young, if he has a new one, he will definitely not be happy in the future, I feel that the little one has been spoiled by him."

As if responding to him, Xiaoyi said "ah" twice, which made Wen Yan couldn't help but hugged him and coaxed him: "This one is not enough, don't make another troublesome person."

Jiang Zhou poked his head out from inside: "What are you tossing about?"

"It's okay, I'm busy with you." Wen Yan smiled: "Your clothes should be tied better, and the oil will be splashed on the clothes later, and it will be difficult to wash."

Jiang Zhou blinked and showed his two hands: "No more hands."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, then handed Xiaoyi to Li Yuee, and got up to tie Jiang Zhou's clothes.

Afraid that Wen Yan would be shy when Li Yuee looked at him, Jiang Zhou deliberately retracted a little. He was tying it backwards, and Wen Yan wanted to go from the front to the back, and then tie it on him, so it was a hugging posture. Jiang Zhou purposely held up the shovel, looked down at Wen Yan as he tied his belt,

He thought the atmosphere would be very charming - after all, the memory of the traveler told him that when people tie their belts in the kitchen, they are always ambiguous.

As a result, Wen Yan frowned: "Why do you seem a little..."

"Something?"

Wen Yan gestured again and blinked: "It seems... a little fat...? The waist is a little thicker."

"???"

Jiang Zhou's head was full of black lines.

Seeing his frustrated expression, Wen Yan burst out laughing: "I suddenly remembered that you said that to me before."

When Wen Yan was just pregnant, Jiang Zhou didn't notice it. When he hugged him at night, he touched his waist. He woke up the sleepy Wen Yan with a surprised expression, and asked him what he did with an unexpected expression. He became fatter, and even stared at his waist and abdomen carefully for a long time, and came to the final conclusion that Wen Yan was really fat.

Thinking about it now, Wen Yan felt that Jiang Zhou was probably stupid.

The two looked at each other, and both saw a narrow smile in each other's eyes.

Just when he was about to speak, a man rushed in from outside, with a panicked expression on his face: "It's not good, it's not good!"

Jiang Zhou took a look: "What's wrong? In a hurry?"

The man looked anxious, and wanted to stretch out his hand to grab Jiang Zhou: "There is an imperial envoy from the government office, and I want to see you by name!"

Jiang Zhou and Wen Yan looked at each other, and they both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"Imperial envoy? Why are you seeing me?"

The author has something to say: "The Days of Hunting Ghosts with the Movie King" is in advance, please collect it qwq

The first is the sound of crying in the studio prop library for no reason.

The director called the "master" approach.

The next day, the prop master was found hanging on the wire, bleeding from the seven orifices, and died with regret.

There were no fingerprints, and no tools were found.

Someone wanted to escape from the crew, but was found dead in the dressing room, with blood dripping on the mirror——

"Shoot well".

The people on the set were panicked.

Only the male lead, Lu Zhao, is leisurely and carefree every day. Apart from filming, he just sleeps on the recliner.

Gradually, everyone found that as long as they stayed by Lu Zhao's side, the nightmares would disappear, the food would be delicious, and all the ghosts would disappear.

So the scene appeared——

Everyone everyone

Gu Chaozong

Everyone everyone

Later, Lu Zhao blocked Gu Chaozong in the prop room, ignoring the Piao Piao around, squinting his eyes and asking, "Aren't you afraid?"

Gu Chaozong pressed back expressionlessly, pulled off his coat and trapped Lu Zhao in his arms, and asked softly in his ear——

"Want a yellow talisman?"

Looking at the yellow talismans plastered all over the inside of Gu Chaozong's coat.

Lu Zhao: "???"

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"Pretend Tyrant" Nitrogen Fixation Sweet Article~

The prince Gu Zheng, who devoted himself to building the country, signed a contract with the devil in exchange for a century-old prosperity and prosperity for the Yue Kingdom.

In the first year, there were many rebellious parties, and Qingle Wang Chu Pingzhao used bloody methods to help Gu Zheng to the top——In this year, Gu Zheng unexpectedly lost his sense of taste.

In the second year, the plague broke out in the city of Bianye, and Chu Pingzhao invited him to go to disperse the plague——In this year, Gu Zheng accidentally lost his sense of smell.

……

Gu Zheng always thought that Chu Pingzhao was his inspiration. Even though he gradually became violent day after day in the fear and torture of losing his five senses, and became a tyrant that everyone feared, every time he looked back, Chu Pingzhao was always gentle. Watch him carefully, support him, and accompany him.

He gave Chu Pingzhao supreme honor, gave him ten thousand family wealth, bestowed on him delicious food, and made him the regent who is under one person and above ten thousand—he always thought that they would support each other forever and go on.

Until he found out that Chu Pingzhao was the devil who signed the contract with him back then.