Looking at the beginning of the mission, Hao Xian was struck by lightning.

"Peng Zu Chef Sutra" actually has a time travel function?

This is not a recipe, it is clearly written on the paper with "time machine". In the future, I'll ask you to dream about cooking scriptures!

The problem is that there are so many small question marks in the task description, what are you doing!

I hid the most critical dish name, which will force obsessive-compulsive disorder to death...

Hao Xian wanted to look at the starting task, but he didn't dare to click it, for fear that he would teleport himself back more than a hundred years ago after a finger rubbed.

He is not ready yet!

Hao Xian had no choice but to turn on the computer and start searching for keywords such as "Harbin", "Famous Chef", and "Beijing".

From the task description, it can be inferred that the master who created it was mostly done in Harbin, but the incident of being harmed by a villain should happen in Beijing. Just check which famous chef has been in Beijing and Harbin for some time, and maybe you will be able to understand the historical background of this mission in advance!

Unfortunately, he searched for a long time but couldn't find a person who met this condition.

"It seems that because of the distorted history, not only did the dish disappear in the memory of future generations, but even this senior did not become a famous chef in history as before, so there is no record on the Internet." Hao Xian leaned back on the back of the chair and sighed.

Suddenly, a text flashed through his mind, the text he had read on the first page of "Peng Zu Chef Sutra":

[The inheritance of Chinese kitchen Taoism is facing a major crisis. I have chosen my master after birth. You are very firm in your heart towards Taoism. Can you inherit the importance of Chinese food inheritance and protect the Taoist?]

"So that's it. Is this a major crisis facing the Chinese kitchen road?" Hao Xian suddenly realized and frowned again, "It seems that this task is very difficult. I have to make sufficient preparations!"

He opened Baidu again and began to search for "What is the best time travel with", "must-see before traveling through the Qing Dynasty", "How to open a harem in ancient times"...

After reading a bunch of messy web pages, Hao Xian opened the mobile online shopping app and browsed the "Wild Survival Equipment Set" and "Beye's same tactical survival knife"...

For an entire hour, he finally completed the order with satisfaction, and his face was refreshed after shopping.

Before, because of the loss of his hometown, he searched for things to buy. It took a long time since he had such a good time!

"Before these time travel artifacts are delivered, we can solve the kitchen garden task that recreates the most difficult dish for my father. Maybe the rewarded 'initial chef title' will help me with the beginning task?"

Speaking of his father's difficult dishes, Hao Xian immediately felt a dish that was lingering on the verge of losing because it was too difficult.

Not only does the dish have extremely high technical requirements, but the ingredients are not easy to buy in Miaoguo. At least it is definitely not possible to buy it in the vegetable market in the city mall.

"It seems that I can only ask Uncle Li for help." Hao Xian opened WeChat and found a contact person named Li Pengju.

Although the popularity of Hao Xian's hometown restaurant plummeted due to the insufficient level of Hao Xian, there were still a group of the most loyal old diners who did not leave as disappointed as others, but tried their best to help Hao Xian and Hao Xin brothers and sisters.

Li Pengju is one of them. He is a purchasing representative of a Chinese foreign trade company stationed in Miaodalijian. He often helps his hometown hall get some Chinese ingredients through his import and export channels.

"Uncle Li, I have gained some knowledge about my dad's food notes recently. I want to try to make that one. Can you please help me get fresh turf?" Hao Xian planned to turn off the lights and go to bed after sending this message.

From the beginning of his research on the cooking scriptures to the later research on time travel, he was already over a little before he knew it.

Clinking, the WeChat phone rang at this moment, and it was Li Pengju who called!

"Xiaoxian, are you serious? Can you make that dish?" As soon as the call was connected, the opposite person asked excitedly.

"Uncle Li, you haven't slept yet?" Hao Xian said in surprise.

"I just had a meeting with my colleagues in China. It's not good to stay abroad. There is a time difference between us and China. I didn't start working until the evening. Let's not talk about anything else. I'll ask you, can you really do it? Didn't lie to me?"

"I'm sure that the roast goose I made today, Hao Xin and Sister Sisi felt that they were as good as my father after eating it."

"Okay, you boy! Where is that hot dry noodles? Have you learned hot dry noodles?" Li Peng asked excitedly.

"Uh...non't yet. I've been studying my father's Cantonese cuisine techniques during this period, and I haven't tried other cuisines yet." Hao Xian replied embarrassedly.

The only one who instructed him in "Peng Zu Chu Jing" was the ten Cantonese dishes that his father was best at, and he only had the "apprentice level" level to cook other dishes. Of course, this was enough to surprise him.

Although the production of hot dry noodles is not difficult, Hao Xian does not want to use his cooking skills that are not yet qualified to destroy Li Pengju's beautiful longing for his hometown Wuhan.

Ten years ago, on the day Li Pengju first visited the hometown hall, the dish he tasted was the Wuhan hot dry noodles made by Hao Xian’s father!

It was precisely because of this that he had an indissoluble bond with his hometown hall.

Although Hao Xian heard this story many years ago and the details were already blurred, he always remembered the words Li Pengju often said when he walked around with hot dry noodles - "No matter where he is, he felt like he was going home after eating hot dry noodles..."

"It's okay, I just ask casually, and it's the same with my noodles in the supermarket. Of course, you should first master Boss Hao's Cantonese cuisine, and Boss Hao's roast goose is awesome!" Opposite the phone, Li Pengju's voice could not be disappointed, but instead was busy encouraging Hao Xian.

Hao Xian felt that his lips were a little dry.

It seems that we must master all the other dishes of my dad as soon as possible to repay the expectations of the old customers in the hometown restaurant...

"Speaking about serious matters, since you want to try that dish, Uncle Li certainly supports you. I will arrange air transport immediately and deliver the freshest crust to you next Monday!" Li Pengju said in a fierce tone, "But if you dare not make it delicious, I won't forgive you!"

"Don't worry, I will never let you down."

"See you on Monday!"

“See you on Monday.”

Hao Xian hung up the phone with a smile and was about to turn off the lights and lie down, but the door was knocked twice before pushing it open.

"Brother, I haven't been sleeping so late, who are you calling?" Hao Xin leaned against the door with sleepy eyes.

"I want to ask Uncle Li to help transport some marsh from China."

"Oh, Uncle Li..." Hao Xin was disappointed in his tone, "I thought you finally got to chat with girls, but in the end, I asked Uncle Li to buy grilled fish in the middle of the night. You wouldn't be able to get a girlfriend like this."

Hao Xian curled his lips and was about to complain back, but Hao Xin suddenly exclaimed:

"What do you want to make dace? Do you want to make that dish!"

Hao Xian smiled confidently:
Chapter completed!