Mr. Xia praised while eating, "It tastes similar to what Ruchen's mother cooks. Xiao Ding, you are so amazing. How do you know that this is the taste I want to eat?"

Xia Ruchen was so shocked that he had nothing to say. He pondered for a while, and watched his father eat half a plate and burn the silk before he came to his senses and asked, "How did it be done?"

"I have a distant relative who likes to eat dried silk. I don't know how to learn crafts in the countryside of Taizhou, but I remember the key steps. It happened that you like it, old man, I'm very lucky! I'm so confused." Ding Yu said modestly.

The nanny, Sister Zhang, continued: "Yes, the ingredients are exactly the same. Mr. Ding only let me burn three times just now, and I was still very strange. The old method is to burn six times."

"Haha, the production process of dried tofu is getting better and better. As the number of times it gets hot, the smell of beans will disappear." Ding Yu explained.

Ding Yu can’t make hot silk at all, who can do it? Xia Ruchen will do it.

During his three years in China, he found dozens of masters to learn how to burn silk before he could learn the taste that Mr. Xia liked.

He would tell this story every time he trained, and cited variously to illustrate the importance of the links and details.

Ding Yu listened very seriously and even remembered the production process of dry silk clearly.

Different from the traditional dried silk, Mr. Xia likes the smell of boiling water to dissipate the scalding. After letting all the ingredients be blanched with boiling water, the taste will be dissipated into the air, leaving behind the inner base.

If you cut the dried tofu into a column shape, the taste will change.

Sesame oil is burned separately, so don’t burn it with boiling water.

Next, the shrimps must choose the old shrimps from Jiangyang River. Now the river water is polluted, and only some old farmers can have this kind of shrimps.

Sister Zhang has it in the kitchen, but she feels that this kind of shrimp is too broken and unwilling to put it, so the taste is much worse.

After listening to the descriptions of Sister Zhang and Ding Yu, Xia Ruchen suddenly realized that her mother's craftsmanship was not from Jiangyang, but the ingredients were from real estate.

This made me look different, which led to my father not having eaten the silk dryness smoothly.

When Mr. Xia was happy, he followed Ding Yu and drank another two taels and five more nectars by himself, while Xia Ruchen drank half a bottle of red wine along the way.

After the meal, Ding Yu said a few words to the old man. The old man admired Ding Yu's knowledge very much and suggested that Xia Ruchen have more contact with him, the little brother.

It was getting late, and Ding Yu told Sister Zhang a few times the details of the burning silk, and then asked to leave. Xia Ruchen and the old man chatted with him a few more words and delivered it to Ding Yu to the door.

"I will definitely do what I promised you. This is my mobile phone number." Xia Ruchen took out a business card from his pocket, which read: President of Huaxia District, Huihuang International Headhunting Company.

Ding Yu took over the business card, "Thank you! If one day I deserve to be qualified to hunt you, I will invite you as soon as possible."

Xia Ruchen nodded, "Looking forward to your dream realizing as soon as possible!"

"Speaking of some off-topics, the old man is old and can't taste it anymore. So put the key points on the sesame oil in the shredded shreds. At home, drink some white wine and green tea. After a long time, the old man may go to the United States with you!"

Xia Ruchen suddenly stayed there, Ding Yu didn't say anything, and turned around and left.

Ding Yu took a taxi and headed to the Jiangyang Ancient City Hotel by the Jiangyang River.

On a midsummer night, the Jiangyang River winds without sound, and the willow trees hanging down on the shore are indeed a charming scenery.

There are no lighting projects or the like on the riverside now. Although the moonlight is pleasant, the path along the embankment is still a little dark.

Ding Yu got off the car in advance and walked on the roadside for a while. He hadn't been here for a long time. Now things have changed.

He is really not used to the hanging air conditioner of a star-rated hotel, a northerner, who takes advantage of the good weather to blow the natural wind and dissipate the heat after drinking.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream came from behind him. Ding Yu looked around carefully and saw a few black shadows on the river bank.

I can't see clearly in the distance, and the sound is like a quarrel, and the voice of a woman is shouting.

Ding Yu walked back more than ten meters and saw the three black shadows in front of him clearly.

He immediately understood, this is not the legendary hooligan!

Isn’t there a lot of bed workers at this time? It’s been several years since the crackdown, and there are still people doing this?

Ding Yu trotted a few steps and got closer. The woman was slender, but tall, a big chunk of her height than the two men.

The woman was carrying a small bag and swinging it left and right. The two men didn't get any advantage, but just surrounded her like an eagle catching a chick, and waited for an opportunity to hug the woman.

"Strange hooligan, what do you want to do!" the woman screamed.

Ding Yu thought to himself, you don’t know what you want to do, so run away while you don’t catch you!

It's okay, the woman is not stupid, so she starts to run away.

Maybe she saw Ding Yu? She ran straight to Ding Yu!

Two short men chased behind like rabbits. The woman ran to Ding Yu, grabbed Ding Yu's arm, and shouted: "Brother, help, they are hooligans!"

Ding Yu looked at the woman's panicked face carefully, Damn, Wang Jiaying.

Isn’t this a group of South Koreans considered to be a beautiful translator who is more beautiful than a goddess?

Wang Jiaying was wearing a dress with sexy little shoulders exposed on it, the hem of the skirt was just up to her knees and her fair calves exposed.

Is this a hooligan? This is a crime that is being taken outside to attract people!

At this time, two short men also ran to Ding Yu. Seeing this posture, the two knew that the hero was coming to save the beauty!

One of them, with a pockmarked face, took out a fruit knife from his pocket, pointed at Ding Yu and said, "Stop meddling in other people's business, get out of here!"

Who hasn't put a fruit knife in his pocket? Uh, Ding Yu hasn't

"Ah? Boss Ding, save me! It's me!" Wang Jiaying saw that it was Ding Yu from the side, and hurriedly called for help.

"Listen, right? Meet it! It's not a nostalgic business!" Ding Yu said with a smile.

"Damn it, I'm looking for death!" The man holding the fruit knife rushed over, and the fruit knife rushed directly at Ding Yu and stabbed him.

Ding Yu didn't even shake Wang Jiaying's hand away, but just kicked him sideways. The man's arms were short, and the fruit knife didn't reach Ding Yu.

Ding Yu's long legs kicked him in the chest. There was no way. The other party was too short and Ding Yu couldn't find the right position.

But the effect of this kick was surprisingly good, and the short man flew backwards.

The ground hit the ground with a loud bang!

"Wow, awesome! Brother, beat me up! A stinky hooligan!" Wang Jiaying immediately cheered.

Ding Yu glanced at Wang Jiaying. He was a master who was not interested in watching the fun. He looked very beautiful, so why did he feel bad when he opened his mouth!

Before Ding Yu could do it, another short man turned around and ran away.

The one lying on the ground was a little ruthless and came up again with a knife. Ding Yu clamped the man's arm on his side and twisted his body. The man's arm was dislocated and screamed, and his hand loosened, and the knife fell to the ground.

Ding Yu punched the man in the face, and the man fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Dizzy? Damn, I dare to stab me with a knife and give you some color!

Ding Yu stopped, and the man got up and ran away!

The second best run to Bolt!

"Damn, pretend to be dizzy." Ding Yu cursed.

Ding Yu didn't chase the man, and they would have another plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Wang Jiaying would be unsafe here.

"Why are you here?" Ding Yu saw that Wang Jiaying was still pulling him, and two balls of soft flesh were still pressing against his arms.

"The exhibition is coming to an end. I'll go back to Beiyan and take a walk! Have a good summer vacation!" Wang Jiaying didn't care at all about Ding Yu's eyes and signaled her "waves" to cross the boundaries.

"Sister, is this called vacation? Is this a wait for the hooligan here in the middle of the night?" Ding Yu said angrily.

"The weeping willows by the river at Jiangyang Ancient City Hotel are very famous, so I'll take a look!" Wang Jiaying said disdainfully.

"You are also staying in the ancient city hotel?" Ding Yu asked.

"Hey hey hey hey, there is no such old-fashioned way to catch up." Wang Jiaying laughed.

"Well, I'm not a rustic, I'm chasing me by plane, okay?" Ding Yu grinned, feeling pretty good, but he does have the capital for his appearance.

"Let's go, go back together!" Ding Yu used his hand to spread Wang Jiaying's hand and walked in front.

"Hey, I sprained my ankle!" Wang Jiaying stood on one leg, her high heels under her feet must be seven or eight centimeters tall!

Ding Yu walked over and said, "I will support you, can you take advantage of the opportunity to leave?"

Wang Jiaying shook her head.

"Then take a taxi to the hospital! That's so serious?" Ding Yu squatted down and looked at Wang Jiaying's ankles.

Wang Jiaying had already thrown her high heels to the ground, revealing her beautiful feet.

Although the light was very dark, Ding Yu could still see that Wang Jiaying's feet were very beautiful. He gently pressed Wang Jiaying's ankle and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Wang Jiaying grinned, "It's okay, it hurts a little."

"It's okay, it's just a little swollen. There's no big problem. I'll carry you back." After saying that, Ding Yu took off his coat.

"What are you going to do? I'm carrying me and taking off my clothes?" Wang Jiaying screamed strangely.

"You're thinking too much!" After saying that, Ding Yu tied his clothes around Wang Jiaying's waist.

"If you don't want to go into the hotel lobby and be looked at under your skirt, you just lie down honestly."

After saying that, he carried Wang Jiaying on his back and walked towards the ancient city hotel.
Chapter completed!