I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Li Yuan was very annoyed.

This luck is really enough, four different colors of buns, at least four different fillings can be eaten.That's good, I didn't even eat half of it.

There were a few buns left, and Li Lizhi and the others quickly got rid of them, but the little girls didn't have too much belly, so there was one left in the end, and a few people shirked it, and they were embarrassed to eat the last one.

But Li Yuan was embarrassed, and he was about to reach out to take it.

Yin Xuan took a quick step and threw the bun to Gun Gun.

Li Yuan jumped up like a furry: "Can that be eaten by Gun Gun? It eats bamboo!"

Yin Xuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Li Yuan, then lowered his head to look at Li Lizhi: "I think it's necessary to give our old fool grandpa a lesson."

Li Yuan didn't know why.

Yin Xuan sighed, pointed at Gun Gun: "This is a bear, you should know what a bear is, right?"

Li Yuan nodded blankly, he wasn't so stupid that he didn't even know what a bear was.

"Do you think bears might not eat meat?" Yin Xuan rolled his eyes, "Although this bear is special, it likes to eat bamboo, but that doesn't mean it can't eat meat."

In fact, the panda is a particularly carnivorous creature.

Gun Gun likes to sneak into the kitchen when he has nothing to do, to see if he can dig out some meat - but after being beaten by Yin Xuan a few times, it regards the kitchen as a forbidden place.

It's just... the speed of the panda is not slow, but it is about the same as Li Shimin guessed. Compared with other bear species, the panda is more or less clumsy.

It is impossible to catch large elk, seals and other creatures like brown bears and polar bears.

Generally, they gnaw on bamboo rats and catch birds, which is really not possible, and eating rot is also within the scope of their diet.

Yin Xuan is also not happy to feed Gun Gun to eat meat, making his whole body smelly.

Anyway, eating bamboo is not bad.

Li Yuan pursed his lips. Didn't he not expect this? Such a cute thing is so cute and docile, who can always remember that it is a bear?
After eating the buns, Gun Gun smacked his lips. He couldn't understand people's words, but he could barely distinguish the tone, and felt that what the two said might not be good.

The claws grabbed a handful of bamboo residue.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't hit his shit-shoveling officer. With a wave of his paw, the bamboo dross hit Li Yuan's head.

Just as Li Yuan was about to say something, the pickled stuff on his head was smeared, making him gasp, and the bamboo dregs that hadn't entered his mouth rushed in.

bah bah bah!
He vomited, wiped the things on his head indiscriminately, and rushed towards the backyard—he was out of breath, and he had never suffered such a big grievance after living for decades.

When Li Yuan came out from the backyard, it was already half an hour later, and he even changed his clothes.

As soon as he arrived at the front hall, he looked at Gun Gun with a black line on his face.

He wanted revenge intentionally, but with a casual glance, he caught a glimpse of something next to Gun Gun's hand, which extinguished the flame of revenge in his heart quite a bit.

Li Yuan pondered for a while, if he wanted to retaliate now, he might have to change his clothes later, but in the end he just made up his mind and went over to masturbate twice.

Of course... This kind of strength, from Gun Gun's point of view, seemed to be giving it a massage. Not only did it not continue to bully Li Yuan, but it also turned over to let Li Yuan rub other places.

Li Yuan and Gun Gun were fighting, but Yin Xuan didn't stop them.

I was thinking about the steamed stuffed bun with the four gods and eight treasures.

Wait until the next day.

Yin Xuan spent money to buy the old Shu Han noodles. It was only such a small can, and it looked ordinary, not to mention anything strange, but compared with other kitchen utensils in the kitchen...it seemed a bit inferior.

But... as long as it works.

Re-use the old noodles and four pots of noodles, and prepare the fillings again.

Put it on the casserole to steam up.

I have to say that making pasta is indeed a labor-intensive task—by the time the guests are served at noon, this pot of steamed buns has just been steamed.

Open the lid of the steamer.

The white air is like a dragon, rising up with transpiration, overflowing and surging, the movement seems to be bigger than the one done yesterday.

But... Yin Xuan frowned faintly, always feeling that this time it was still unsuccessful.

He picked up a bun and took a bite.

The entrance of the dough is slightly sour - after all, the millennium-old noodles are made by yeast. Sourness is a normal thing. The sour taste is not very obvious, only slightly abrupt.

With chewing, the filling and the dough are mixed together, and they blend together very harmoniously.

The system gives an evaluation.

"This score is 78 points, unqualified."

Even without listening to the system, Yin Xuan only took one bite to know that the steamed stuffed bun made this time was substandard, and Li Yuan and the others might not be able to taste the sour taste.

But for myself...it's like strawberry mapo tofu.

Compared with the last time, Yin Xuan even felt that the steamed buns made yesterday were tastier, but why did the score go up?Could it be that the system was bundled and sold to make such a thing happen?
Yin Xuan thinks not.

After all, the system is a system, and it just acts according to the procedures, so it is not possible to do such a worthless thing for hundreds of coins.

He pondered for a while, and waited until all the dishes needed by the guests at noon were finished.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind.

Could it be because of... the word "soul suppression"?
Yin Xuan licked his lips, recalling the mouthful of steamed buns he ate this morning. The impact of umami after the sour taste more or less had the effect of evoking the past and calming the mind.

But this effect is very light.

So the so-called special dishes are to bring inner enjoyment to diners while striving for deliciousness?
This also makes sense, why after the dough is fermented with ordinary yeast, the score is not even sixty points.It's delicious, but it doesn't have any "soul-soothing" effect.

Inner sensual enjoyment.

Yin Xuan thought about it, and started a new round of experiments.

Skills can reach Tao, art can reach gods.

It is said that the skill is exquisite to a certain extent, and it can be in line with the Dao of heaven and earth-this sentence is a bit mysterious, but it also makes sense.

Although I understand what the special dishes are pursuing, it is not an easy task to achieve it.

It is difficult to control the ratio of the special reactions produced by the sour and umami flavors. Yin Xuan has been experimenting for several days, trying to do it three times a day.

But... the highest score was only 86 points.

After scoring 86 points, although Yin Xuan was able to achieve more than 85 points every time, he never broke through [-] points.

Time...the last day left.

Yin Xuan stared at the recipe, and was not in a hurry to make it. Instead, he recalled his first experience of being a Buddha jumping over the wall.

Is it an emotional issue?

After thinking about it carefully, Yin Xuan began to knead the dough after he recited the Duren Sutra twice.