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He added a self-deprecating remark: "Hey, as a chef, a keen sense of taste is a basic requirement."

Although he had planned to leave, Nan Yi's steps seemed to be restrained by invisible constraints and he could no longer move forward. It was not because he was eager to taste the mutton bone soup, but because he felt heartbroken that Li Aiguo wasted such good ingredients.

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In the current situation, if you want to buy a piece of fresh lamb leg meat, you need to spend a lot of money and it may not be available. Seeing Nan Yi's anxious state, Li Aiguo smiled slightly: "Master Nan, can you please teach me some cooking skills? We do have a small amount of fresh lamb leg meat at home, I hope you can cook it for us."

"really?"

After confirming the other party's sincere request, Nan Yi temporarily forgot that this was someone else's home and quickly walked into the kitchen and started working.

Just as Nan Yi was about to leave the road to wealth, not far from the gate of Li Aiguo, Yi Zhonghai was standing under the scorching sun, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his shirt seemed to become wet and sticky, but he felt a sense of refreshment in his heart.

In the near future, once Nan Yi successfully sells Fan Jinyou’s house, he will be able to smoothly collect the more than 70 yuan he lent to the other party.

But now it's already halfway through the afternoon, and Nan Yi hasn't come out of Li Aiguo's house yet, which makes people a little worried. "Wife, has something happened?" An auntie next to her noticed something was wrong and couldn't help asking. "There will be no mistakes! How can He Yushui's shabby house compare to Fan Jin's? Besides, Nan Yi is not a fool." On the side, Yi Zhonghai waved his hand to comfort the auntie and revealed his own opinion. "Even if what you say is exaggerated, Nan Yi is so smart that he shouldn't fall into the trap."

Yi Zhonghai noticed that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to go directly to Li Aiguo's house, so he had to ask Xu Damao to find out what had happened.

Xu Damao walked into the house and came out less than two minutes later. He said with a gloating smile: "Grandpa, Nanshan is helping Li Aiguo cook delicious food."

"What? Isn't he busy buying a house? Why is he working for others again?"

"Nanshan said that it was Fan Jin's house that made him refuse to accept it." Hearing Xu Damao's answer, he felt relieved in his heart because he finally got rid of his anger.

Recently, Li Aiguo has often been bullied by Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu because he is not in the community.

This news made Yi Zhonghai's face turn ugly immediately. He wanted to express his anger but couldn't speak.

After all, this time the Nanshan business was snatched from He Yushui, and it was like a good thing was ruined as soon as I got home. Oh, my heart aches so much.

Yi Zhonghai covered his heart with his hands and returned home with a staggering step.

Nanshan is indeed a real chef. He moves quickly and manages to cook the ingredients without any mess in a short time.

He Yushui was helping out and couldn't help but compare Nanshan with Shazhu, and the difference between the two was obvious. Shazhu was more powerful, but Nanshan's cutting technique seemed more sophisticated.

Looking at the processed ingredients, curiosity arose, "Master Nanshan, I heard that you once mastered the skills of imperial court cuisine?"

"Who is spreading rumors again?" Nanshan wiped his palms and responded with a smile, "You young people don't believe their nonsense. The difficulty of palace dishes is far beyond your imagination. The ingredients required are mostly from all over the country. The cost is high, the quantity is scarce, and the preparation process is very complicated."

"Since the founding of our country, we have only held two national banquets. I am only a level six master chef now and am not qualified to attend." Nanshan explained.

Hearing this, He Yushui was very curious: "So, where did you acquire your palace cuisine skills?"

Nanshan was slightly stunned after hearing this, but finally nodded and replied: "Before I was liberated, my family ran a restaurant. When I was young, I invited a master chef named Jin to teach me how to cook. Master Jin was in charge of the imperial meals when he was the imperial chef. Although he never directly cooked, I learned a lot from his taste reviews alone."

The two chatted and observed, while Li Aiguo drank tea and nodded silently. When reading the original version of the chapter, readers are always puzzled about the source of the inheritance of Nanshan's so-called "descendants of the imperial chef". You have to know that in that era, those who could become imperial chefs were not just a few kitchen novices. They had to master the skills of a chef in the imperial kitchen to have this honor.

Being an imperial chef means that they have a rank and job status, and generally cannot leave the palace service. Even after retirement, restaurants outside rarely hire them. This is not only because of their high status, but also because of the unique flavor and complex cooking process of palace dishes, which makes it difficult for chefs outside to achieve, and thus gives the imperial chefs a higher honor.

When the situation became complicated to a certain extent, the country fell into chaos and fighting among warlords, and the court ceased to exist, then the work of the imperial chefs in the palace naturally and inevitably came to an end.

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A dining table was filled with sumptuous dishes.

Nan Yi spent the whole two hours busy.

Although sweat was dripping down his back, he was filled with joy. This was all thanks to some valuable dry goods that Mr. Li brought back from the seaside - it was with them that Nan Yi had the honor of making a famous Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

An antique earthenware jar filled with soup and ingredients was placed in the center, and next to it were several small plates and bowls, each containing some common daily dishes and a bowl of hot mutton bone soup.

After wiping his hands clean, he smiled and said to Mr. Li, "Brother Aiguo, it's getting late, please take a rest first, I'm leaving now."

"The food is ready, stay and eat some before you leave."

"No, no, I'm really sorry."

"Why are you embarrassed? As a man, you are so shy."

At his urging, Li Aiguo forcefully pulled Nan Yi to sit on the chair. Then he called He Yushui and invited Granny Liu. They gathered around the dining table to enjoy the feast.

For Mr. Li, it was his first chance to taste the authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. The rich aroma, pure ingredients, and smooth and soft soup left a lasting feeling after eating, making people feast on it, as if intoxicated by an unforgettable aroma, regardless of whether it was rare seafood or wild meat. The sophisticated skills of cleverly matching dozens of ingredients were enough to amaze him. Granny Liu enjoyed it and sighed with her eyes closed: "Thanks to the great liberation now, otherwise it would not be easy for ordinary people like us to have a royal meal."

At the dinner table, in front of everyone, Nan Yi started talking about buying a house. Although young, He Yushui's shrewdness could not be ignored, and he insisted on charging 150 yuan. At that time, the house price was not high, even a two-bedroom apartment cost more than 200 yuan, and the price of 150 yuan was a bit expensive. Obviously, Nan Yi did not accept this proposal.

He said, "Brother Yu, it's just a single room."

His eyes shifted to "But this is the room on the east side." He Yushui added, "I also heard that the Nan family is a big family, and you have been living here before."

Everyone around her admires He Yushui's cleverness, including Mr. Li. He believes that if He Yushui had not learned the principle of dealing with people shrewdly since childhood, she might have been in danger or even lost the conditions for survival because her brothers could not bear it.

Finally, the two parties negotiated and determined a compromise price of 120 yuan as the final transaction value, and scheduled to complete the signing of the formal contract tomorrow morning.

After arriving outside, Nan Yi was slow to start talking, just constantly retelling irrelevant topics. At this time, Chen Xueru gently cast a suggestive look at Li Aiguo. Li Aiguo suddenly felt guilty. The night gradually fell, and the real wedding night was about to come. If he continued to sit there, it seemed that he would only become an unnecessary light source - waiting to become the role of the "lampshade"?

So the plot then develops to...

Just as night fell, Mr. Li felt annoyed: tonight was the night he had been looking forward to celebrating his wedding, but instead he was dragged here to sit and wait for dark.

Realizing that the timing was not right, Mr. Li responded immediately. "Hey! Yudi, let's go!" With this call, everyone in the room fell silent. Li Aiguo stood up, pulled the bewildered Nan Yi out, and winked at the neighbors. Everyone seemed to understand his intention and began to pack up in an orderly manner to see the newlyweds off.

They walked through the dim path, their footsteps soft but firm, and gradually disappeared into an unknown direction under the cover of night. The night wind blew past their ears, seeming to bring hope to their future.

Before leaving, Mr. Li specifically reminded Nan Yi, "Remember, we will meet at the bookstore at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to discuss the details of the sales contract. Don't forget it." This seemingly ordinary request actually contains his careful consideration of the future.

Their gradually receding figures are like a silent historical trajectory, flowing slowly in the long river of time, heralding that a new chapter is about to begin.

Li Aiguo called Nan Yi to help clean the kitchen, wash utensils and clean the stove.

While busy, Li Aiguo said bluntly: "Master Nan, do you have any other matters to deal with?"

As a man, Nan Yi blushed when he talked about this: "Driver Li, to be honest, I do have some problems with insufficient funds on hand."

Looking at Nan Yi's embarrassed look, Li Aiguo asked: "Do you want to borrow money?"

"It's not a loan. I have some antiques left at home. I wonder if you are interested in buying them?" Before he finished speaking, Nan Yi added: "I have also considered selling them to a trust mall, but the price there is too low."