At this moment, Bai Yutang finally felt convinced that Lin Fang's cooking skills were really far superior to him.

This state that can integrate emotions into the kitchen can only be the dragon level!

Bai Yutang had eaten Lin Fang's dishes many times before, but never could easily motivate his emotions like now.

The food in front of you blends with the taste and scene in your memory. Bai Yutang doesn't know whether he tastes the truth or the memories.

"Master Lin, awesome!"

Seeing Bai Yutang crying, he praised Lin Fang with the most vulgar words.

The people in the whole shop were a little bored.

"Master Bai, what's wrong with you? This is?"

"Boss Bai, what do you mean?"

"You are crying and praising me again. Is it delicious or unpalatable?"

Bai Yutang wiped off the tears on his face and wanted to laugh a few times to relieve his embarrassment, but the expression on his face was even worse than crying.

"Sorry, everyone! The two pastries made by Master Lin are too delicious, which reminds me of the most unforgettable moments in my memory, and allows me to see some forgotten scenes. Master Lin's cooking skills, if I don't say, I can only use the word "awesome" to express my little admiration in my heart!"

It's really that delicious?

For a moment, a question mark appeared in everyone's hearts.

They naturally trust Lin Fang's cooking skills.

The food made by Lin Fang is delicious and it is definitely delicious, and there is no doubt about it.

But it’s so delicious that it reminds people of the most unforgettable moments, isn’t this a bit exaggerated?

Even a dragon-level chef can do nothing but make people taste the most delicious thing in the world. I sincerely say it tastes delicious.

It makes people fall into memories when they eat, and recall the scenes of the past when they eat, are they true or false?

"Don't believe it?" Bai Yutang took everyone's expressions at a glance. He simply pushed the plate in front of him forward, "Come! Come! Come! Come and try it, and try Master Lin's craftsmanship!"

"Taste it! I still don't believe it!"

Chen Xiaoyue was the first to rush over, picked up the chopsticks and picked it up to the glass and roasted wheat.

She became so thoughtful that she did not eat the meat-filled glass stewed pork that Bai Yutang had eaten, but chose the glutinous rice glass stewed pork with glutinous rice.

The lean pork meat was chopped into pieces. There was no meat grinder in the Republic of China that was common in later generations. It could only be chopped with pure handmade meat, but because the lean meat was placed on the chopping board thousands of times, each stubble was beaten into pieces.

In one bite, the meat filling as small as a fingernail makes people feel full of meat.

The fat meat grains as big as mung beans are fully mixed with the glutinous rice grains. They can’t tell at the naked eye that they can’t tell which one is the fat meat grains and where one is the glutinous rice grains.

Only by biting into the mouth and grinding the teeth can we distinguish male and female through the texture of either q-stretching or slurry.

The addition of glutinous rice grains was originally intended to improve cost-effectiveness, using as little meat filling as possible, so that people can feel as full as possible.

But surprisingly, this combination is surprisingly delicious.

The glutinous rice grains are soaked in the gravy from the outside to the inside. Even if the glutinous rice is eaten, the mouth is still full of meat.

What is even more gratifying is that there is a faint fragrance of vegetables, which lingers on the tip of the tongue, refreshing and relieves greasiness, making people unable to help but want to eat more.

It’s just this shabby mai that is a bit stingy with sour eyes, which is really annoying!

"Good Xiaoyue, is it okay for you to make your favorite fish for you?"

"Xiaoyue, mom takes a breath first and prepare something delicious for you later."

"Sir! Sir! Please save our Xiaoyue!"

"Xiaoyue, it's all bad for mother. If I pick all the fish bones in advance, you won't..."

"Chen Xiaoyue, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to eat fish anymore? Why are you disobedient..."

"Yue'er, mom wants to live to the day when you can watch you put on your wedding dress..."

Chen Xiaoyue bit glass and roasted wheat in big mouthfuls, but tears couldn't stop, and kept coming out of her eyes.

"No, right? Why did Miss Chen cry too?"

"Did the boss put mustard and other things in the shabby?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just eat it!"

Seeing Chen Xiaoyue's abnormality, the rest of the people in the shop looked at each other. Even Chen Qingyuan, who was not very interested, picked up the chopsticks, each chose their favorite flavors, and took a bite.

Chen Qingyuan took a bite of the meat-filled glass roasted wheat, and for a moment he seemed to be crazy.

In a trance, he saw himself and his wife when they were young.

They were all very young at that time, and he was always at a loss when he was in front of her.

"Brother Yuan, do you think my skirt looks good?"

Of course it looks good. In his eyes, she is the most beautiful girl in the village.

"Brother Yuan, do you think I look good with this flower?"

She looks good when wearing flowers, but she looks good even if she doesn't wear flowers. She is always so beautiful in his heart.

"Brother Yuan, look..."

"Oh, Brother Yuan, you hate it! You say that everything I do is good, and you ignore you!"

Even she looks so pretty when she is angry.

Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but smile, his eyes full of gentleness.

"Brother Yuan... Yuanlang, I finally married you!"

That day was his and her wedding night.

He finally married her, and she finally married him.

"Brother Yuan, I still like to call you Brother Yuan. You will always be my favorite Brother Yuan!"

At that time, the two of them silly argued for each other's titles in the middle of the night and almost missed Chunxiao.

"Brother Yuan, I want to give birth to a son for you, so that your Chen family will have a descendant!"

He told her that he liked it both his son and his daughter.

He didn't lie to her, he really thought so.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuan, I'm not doing well in my stomach, I just gave birth to a daughter for you..."

On the day of giving birth, he wandered outside the room for a long time, wishing he could suffer for her.

When the child was born, he rushed to the delivery room and didn't even look at the child, but just hugged her tightly.

"Chen Qingyuan, I'll let you look at Xiaoyue. What do you think, you bastard!"

Chen Xiaoyue is one year old and is still learning to walk, so she is so naughty.

He just went to the toilet and as soon as he urinated, the little thing slipped out of the yard.

If she hadn't happened to wash her clothes and come back, the little thing might have been able to get far.

"My surname is Chen, don't run away, I'll beat you to death..."

That was the first time he made her angry.

He saved up a long time and bought her a very beautiful golden hairpin.

He thought it would make her happy for a long time, but unexpectedly, she felt sorry for him that he did not have enough winter clothes to go to the mountain and it would be cold.

"Brother Yuan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, Xiaoyue..."

That day was the most painful day in the Chen family.

Their little baby Chen Xiaoyue was stuck by a fishbone. When she saw the little thing in pain, she blamed herself.

No matter how much he comforted her, she kept blaming herself.

"Old Chen, after I leave, you don't have to stay there for me. Find another one, find a younger one, and take good care of you and Xiaoyue..."

She is sick.

The disease is very serious.

No matter how much money he spent or how many doctor he found, it was impossible to save it.

She left anyway.

"Brother Yuan, I can't bear to part with you..."

This is her last words.

She didn't know, and he actually couldn't bear to part with her.

He has only loved her in his life.

"Yue'er's mother...I miss you so much..."

Chen Qingyuan was more exaggerated than Bai Yutang and Chen Xiaoyue. He bit the glass and roasted wheat hard while crying loudly.
To be continued...