Food customizer.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Su Chen woke up from his daze, he realized that he had been in reality for more than 3 hours.

'how so.'

Three hours ago, Su Chen also used two pots, one of which was a perfect copy of the old man's recipe.

After all, with several skills at full level, Su Chen is still confident that the taste of the boiled dried shreds he makes will not be inferior to his uncle's.

But when Su Chen saw the system's ratings, he felt a little uncomfortable.

[Shredded Shrimp Boiled: Grade B]

Then he made it using the famous recipe. Su Chen wanted to stop several times during the making process.

It's too bizarre!

Looking at the entire Yangzhou, I'm afraid there isn't a restaurant that uses these side dishes when making this dish, right?

But after all, it was a recipe from a famous cookbook, so Su Chen suppressed his curiosity and continued cooking.

Once, just once!

Without any thought, he simply followed the systematic recipe and continued doing it. When Su Chen saw the evaluation, he instantly fell out of the practice room.

[Big boiled dried shredded silk: rated S grade! 】

how is this possible

During the past three hours, Su Chen fell into this confusion and was completely unable to extricate himself. It felt like his worldview had been subverted!

‘If this is the case, it means that the truly delicious way of making this big boiled dried silk dish has been lost as time goes by! ’

‘The Da Zhu Gan Si that people eat now are all castrated or improved versions! ’

‘So now I’m going to come up with a really delicious way to make this dish. Is it suitable?’

The reason why Su Chen fell into a sluggish state for more than three hours was because he was struggling with this matter.

Rather than making an S-level dish, he hoped that the dish would be delicious if it was made by his uncle in the video.

It is certainly unrealistic to have such a magical delicacy buried deep in one's memory.

But if it is just released like this, let’s not talk about anything else, just say that Chef Sui on the Internet can go to other people’s restaurants and take a bite of any dish, and he can copy it immediately when he returns home.

Meishilai is just a small company and Su Chen has not officially entered the world of chefs. Is it really appropriate to suddenly make such a big move?

‘Perhaps the fragments of famous recipes can be passed down to me, this is its meaning’

‘I can’t let real delicacies disappear in the long river of history, but I also can’t sit back and let others copy these delicacies! ’

How to solve this problem perfectly, Su Chen could only think of one way for the time being.

Picked up the phone and called He Shuting to the office.

"Boss, are you looking for me alone?" He Shuting deliberately made a coquettish look.

Don't tell me, it's pretty good-looking.

"When I went to the capital last time, didn't I ask you and Abao to get a new account for the company?"

Just the kind without Hisi.

"Yeah! I've done it, but then you didn't take us to eat, so you haven't published your work."

Su Chen hummed, "Today you can use Abao's equipment to shoot the first video."

"Huh?" He Shuting was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

Although she is now assigned to the second floor to take charge of the small dining table, which kindergarten teacher doesn’t have the dream of being a host?

"Okay, okay! I'll go find Abao to study it now!"

After He Shuting left, Su Chen took a deep breath.

If you don’t want the delicious food to be covered in dust, you have to make it. If you don’t want to be copied by others, you can only prove that you are the originator of this dish through memory.

At least, in this day and age!

After wasting more than three hours, Su Chen could only fight hard in the practice room for 16 hours at most.

In that case.

"At least make the dark meat stew a grade A, so as not to embarrass this Jingzhou-style purple recipe."

Summoning the ingredients for making the stew again, Su Chen didn't rush to do it this time, but started thinking again.

Jingzhou City, Airport.

Jiang Wensheng had just landed, "How's it going? Have you booked the hotel?"

"I've made a reservation, and you don't have to worry about anything!" His wife Yuan Suzhen has long been accustomed to her husband's character of worrying about everything and not liking to do things by himself.

"That's good! Let's take a taxi and go to the vegetable market here first. I will cook myself in the evening and prepare a table of delicious food for Yuanyuan, hehe!"

It is said that a girl is her father's little cotton-padded jacket. Regardless of whether she is considerate or not, Jiang Wensheng is like an immature child every time he talks about his girl.

"Don't you tell Yuanyuan first?" Yuan Suzhen asked.

"What are you talking about? I'll call Yuanyuan when the food is almost ready. I must give her a surprise!"

In order to let his daughter eat the dishes she has loved since childhood, Jiang Wensheng asked his wife to find a B&B with a kitchen.

I even brought a few ingredients from the hotel because I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to buy authentic ones here in Jingzhou.

Yuan Suzhen said, "It's already five o'clock now. You go back and clean up before cooking. By the time you're done, Yuanyuan will have eaten! I think you'd better tell her first."

Jiang Wensheng stopped and said, "What you said makes sense!"

Then he dialed the girl's phone number.

As everyone knows, his daughter Jiang Yuan is visiting the company at the delicious food at this moment.

"How to do how to do."

The closer the time was, the more nervous Fang Chang was. He kept pacing back and forth in the cafeteria, and several employees were a little dizzy looking at the delicious food.

"Is this son-in-law so nervous about meeting his mother-in-law? He has met her several times before." Bai Xiaobo was very puzzled by this.

I think that if I ever meet my mother-in-law, I will just say one word. You have to agree if you agree today, and you have to agree if you don’t agree!

Sister Shengnan curled her lips and said, "I'm still saying, think about yourself."

Everyone could tell that Sister Shengnan was talking about Zhang Qing's incident.

Xiaobai turned his head and stopped talking.

How can anyone open a person's wound and sprinkle salt into it? Are they still human?

"It's coming, it's coming! My dad is calling!" Jiang Yuan stood up with excitement, "Shhh!!!"

Brother Fang Chang hurried over and gestured with his mouth, "Open hands-free!"

"Hello? Yuanyuan! What are you doing?"

Just listening to the old man's voice on the phone, it was as if he could see his happy smiling face at this moment.

Jiang Yuan also smiled and spoke to the phone, "I just got off work and was getting ready to eat. What's wrong, Dad, aren't you busy today?"

"Hehe!" Jiang Wensheng smiled, "Then guess what dad is doing?"

Jiang Yuan knew clearly that her father had arrived in Jingzhou, but she could only pretend not to know, "I guess...cooking, or watching others cooking!"

"No, no, guess again!"

Jiang Yuan rolled her eyes, "I won't guess anymore. I'll die if you don't tell me!"

Their conversation was deafening to the people around them.

No wonder Brother Fang Chang is so afraid of this old man. He is already so pampered by his daughter, yet he was pried thousands of miles away like that?

Isn't this poaching people's hearts?