When Hao Xian opened his eyes again, he finally saw the familiar ceiling of his room.

Hum? Familiar?

I have been doing this task for more than ten years, and I am like a reincarnation person. Can I still remember what the ceiling of my home looks like?

Hao Xian carefully distinguished it and found that he could indeed clearly recall everything before going to the Qing Dynasty. He went to eat Walton burger with his sister as if it had happened yesterday, and it was vividly remembered...

No, I obviously went there this afternoon!

I looked at the time on my phone: 00:02.

Oh, it was yesterday.

He got up and stretched his body as if he had a long dream. He didn't feel too tired or uncomfortable. It was obvious that the kitchen scriptures protected his spirit so that he would not feel like a different life after returning.

Hao Xian walked to the table, and the task description on the third page of "Peng Zu Chef Sutra" has changed:

[Original Mission] Origin of Pot and Pork (Completed)

Mission reward: Unlock the Northeast cuisine page, and the recipe contains pot buns and meat.

He flipped back and found the page with the "Northeast Food Treasures Record", which was clearly the dish of pot and pork.

Hao Xian's mouth curled up slightly: "Why do I think I can make the meat delicious even if the chef doesn't make cheats for me? I've posted the whole process of the invention of this dish!"

But he couldn't show off for long, because when he looked at his status bar on the second page, his head was filled with small question marks.

【Cook Status】

Chef: Hao Xian

Title: None

Age: 21 (mental age: 34)

Nationality: China

【Pre-made raw materials】

Buying groceries: Chef's senior level

Washing vegetables: chef-level

Picking dishes: chef-level

Knife: Kitchen-assisted grade

【Cooking Technology】

Steam:???

saute:???

bake:???

...

There are more strange flaws.

"The cooking technology levels have all become question marks. I can understand this. Although I have been studying cooking in the small kitchen of Prince Gong's Mansion for ten years and have greatly improved my understanding of various cooking skills, I have never made a dish during this period. In fact, my cooking skills have reached a level, just like Schrödinger's cat. Maybe." Hao Xian touched his chin and analyzed rationally, and then began to slap the table irrationally. "The problem is, what the hell is this mental age 34? I have done thirteen years of task, so I have to add 13 years of mental age to me? You are provoking the chef!"

"Brother, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night? It's so noisy." Hao Xian's door was opened, and Hao Xin, wearing a bear pajamas, rubbed his eyes and complained.

"Hao Xin..." When she saw her sister, Hao Xian was stunned, then rushed out with a quick step, picked her up, and circled it in circles, "Hao Xin! Brother misses you so much!"

Hao Xin's expression quickly went through the transformation of "unpredictable", "inexplicable", "Are you sick?" and shouted in a hurry: "Idiot, let me down, let me down quickly! I want to go to the bathroom!"

"Oh oh okay."

As soon as Hao Xian let go of his hand, Hao Xin turned around and staggered and ran to the bathroom quickly.

She was just getting up and swearing, because she heard Hao Xian speak loudly and urge him to sleep, but she was picked up and turned around. It really felt like a bottle of water was swaying - it was about to leak out.

Hao Xian didn't care about his sister's shame and anger. He was so happy. As expected, his sister was still cute. He didn't envy him at all!

"Hao Xian, you're so nervous!" Hao Xin, who came back from the toilet, finally had the strength to curse.

"It's my brother that's not good. I'll make delicious food to compensate you!" Hao Xian said with a smile, then walked out of the room and wanted to go to the kitchen.

"Ha? What else can you have to eat that I haven't eaten before?" Hao Xin looked disgusted. He made her so embarrassed that she wanted to be forgiven when she cooked the dish?

"Hehe, you really haven't eaten it!" Hao Xian smiled and opened the refrigerator, "No, there are two peaches left, so I'll pick this big one!"

Hao Xian started washing peaches with a confident look, picked up a knife to peel and pit, put it in a large bowl, and pressed it into peach mud with a spoon.

"What are you doing?" Hao Xin followed in and asked curiously.

She has never seen any dish that requires peaches. Not to mention Hao Xian, even her father has never cooked such dishes!

"The Empress Dowager Cixi likes to eat dishes made with flowers and fruits. These dishes are often delicious and have a high appearance. Therefore, in the late Qing Dynasty, masters who can make fresh flowers and fruits are very respected. The peach soup I want to make is a palace fresh fruit dish!" Hao Xian picked up a small bowl, poured 40 grams of Taibai powder and 35 grams of sugar into it, then poured water and stirred with chopsticks, and the thickened sauce was prepared.

"When did you learn it? I don't remember seeing it in my dad's recipe." Hao Xin said in confusion.

"I went back to the Qing Dynasty to learn." Hao Xian began to pour lard into the pot.

"Tsk, don't talk about it, but you can travel through time. Why don't you say that you have a system..." Hao Xin rolled his eyes.

Hao Xian shook his head with a smirk. As expected, no one would believe the truth.

He watched the lard melt, then took it out, put it in a clean large spoon, heated the whole spoon and left the fire source, poured in the prepared sauce, reheated the spoon, then put the peach paste into the spoon, stir-fry until the juice is thick, then came out of the spoon, put it in a small bowl, put the spoon and hand it to Hao Xin.

Hao Xin dug a spoonful of peach soup suspiciously, took a small bite, and his eyes lit up: "It's delicious, sweet but not greasy, and very refreshing. Brother, your cooking skills are really amazing now!"

"Hehehe, here is where I'm going. What I'm not making is a complete peach soup. In the end, I should have poured a spoonful of rose braised rice. Unfortunately, there is no ingredients at home and no time to make it. I'll make it for you next time!" Hao Xian smiled sincerely, and he reached out and wanted to touch his sister's head.

While eating peach soup, Hao Xin flexibly avoided Hao Xian's hand, with a proud expression on his face.

After finishing a bowl of peach soup, Hao Xin suddenly remembered something: "Oh, you gave me such sweet food in the middle of the night, you want to fathom so much!"

Hao Xian kept laughing, not admitting, and not denying that he wanted to feed his sister a little fat. In the past three months after his father left, his sister lost a lot of weight! He had to raise her back quickly!

"I'm so angry that I just finished eating, and I can't sleep anymore... Go to the sofa and wait for me!"

Hao Xin ran to the room, took her cell phone and returned to the living room, and sat next to Hao Xian on the big sofa.

"Before I went to bed, I found some videos from the preliminaries of last year's Street Food Overlord Championship, and you will be shocked!"

"Oh? Let me be Kang Kang!" Hao Xian said curiously.

"These people are the judges in the second round of the Street Fighter's Preliminary Competition, a 'macho team' composed of twenty heaviest people in Quanmiao Country!" Hao Xin said, pointing to the white flesh filled with mobile phone screens.

Hao Xian:???
Chapter completed!