Juxia Jiang is definitely not a spoof term, but it does have this thing.

In "China One", Liu Maoxing once used the legendary kitchen utensils to turn dragon pots to simmer the "Chrysanthemum sauce" that takes a full year to make in a short period of time.

One year...

Tsk, the length of this refining time is enough to show the strong smell of the chrysanthemums going downstairs?

Bei Xiannv is the creator of Juxia Jiang.

Naturally, the taste of fairy girl is the pure and original flavor of the chrysanthemum sauce. No problem.

"Original sauce!" Xia Yu grabbed the chin and smiled, and went to the store and warehouse to inspect the income, but found that the warehouse space was empty, and immediately said in surprise: "System, where is the sauce?"

Beep.

A holographic projection map of a chrysanthemum descending to the stairs appeared in front of your eyes.

There are flashing red dots in the map.

Xia Yu has played the game after all, and the black lines appear on his forehead. How come he feels like opening a treasure map? Hey, is this treasure digging!

I spent a whole day yesterday and brought the juju to the stairs and got to know her carefully.

The backyard layout is almost imprinted in my mind. Even if Xia Yu is a hopeless road tycoon, there is still a system, and he can easily find the specific location where the red dot is located.

An ancient well in front of Xia Yu.

This is obviously a waste well. Not far away is a wall covered with moss, and on the other end is a deep alley.

The alleys are full of old ancient houses.

The bricks and stones around the ancient well are exposed, with blue bricks. It has been the year before, and there are subtle cracks, which make it look slippery in the morning. You must be careful to fall when you step on your feet.

Xia Yu walked forward two steps, screamed, and his eyes were attracted by a brand new porcelain bowl with a significantly different style on the well platform around the ancient well.

A trace of unspeakable fragrance drifted over along the breeze.

Sniffing his nose, Xia Yu looked surprised, "This is Juxia Jiang? But why is it here!"

Looking down at the deep ancient well.

Dong.

His footsteps, which were half a step forward, echoed back and passed back inside the ancient well, feeling inexplicably palpitations.

While holding the bowl, Xia Yu said to the system: "...Can you identify this ancient well for me?"

“The current exploration conditions are insufficient.”

The system responded coldly.

ha.

Xia Yu was not disappointed, but shook his head and laughed funny. Isn’t this statement the system’s statement just manifested in the absence of silver here?

He suddenly felt something.

Since the specialty of Juxialou "Juxiao sauce" comes from this, can we deduce it downward? For example, the extremely cold water in Baiyulou also has the weirdness of Zi Buyu?

Xia Yu, who had long understood the so-called "internal world", dared to think boldly.

but.

Now that I am not confused about the ancient well and the origin of Juxia Jiang, Xia Yu looked up at the sun gradually crawling into the sky, and muttered: "They are coming soon, too..."

At about noon, two media teams arrived at Ju and went downstairs one after another.

Speaking of which, the leading actresses of the two teams are both acquaintances.

One person is Qi Qingyan.

The other person is Mu Xiaoyue.

In addition to hosting major events such as competitions and halberds, Qi Qingyan is usually the leading actress of the National Taiwan Food Channel.

As for Mu Xiaoyue, during the time when Xia Yu Yu Nihong took over the shop, she brought a lot of joy to the boy.

Over the past year, not only Xia Yu has grown up, but Mu Xiaoyue has also transformed from an internet celebrity gourmet to the founder of the popular food self-media of "Witness Classic". She even appeared on the stage of this year's hunting as a judge.

The food halberd has been in the past few days, but the influence is still fermenting rapidly, towards places outside the Chinese world...

Xia Yu looked at the woman sitting in front of him.

Official media, folk media.

Now it's all together.

There are too many media trying to interview him, so Xia Yu chose these two companies, not for others, but for some human touch, which is quite good.

Qi Qingyan dressed in a beige dress, her legs were closed together, and she sat opposite her.

"…Chef Xia, do you remember the evaluation of your achievements in cooking today when Mr. Lan was eating the halberd night? What did you think about holding the key to yourself? Feelings?"

"How long do you think it will take to really push open that gantry?"

One question is thrown away.

Mu Xiaoyue and Qi Qingyan asked alternately, Xia Yu kept a calm smile, not afraid of hot and cold, and gave good answers to all questions.

certainly.

His purpose in the interview was not just to increase exposure and reap a wave of fame.

It was already afternoon when the interview ended. Xia Yu stood up and said to a group of workers in the house: "I'm lucky that everyone has suffered."

"where!"

"Thank you, Chef Xia!"

The male and female workers were busy saying.

Xia Yu bent down slightly and made a gesture of invitation, "Please come with me, I would like to thank you for a little hospitality."

Invite everyone to the back kitchen where Ju went downstairs.

Qi Qingyan and Mu Xiaoyue watched Xia Yu put on an apron in public and cleaned his hands carefully in front of the sink, and looked at each other on the ground.

Cook dishes on site.

This is not a little treat.

Seeing the excitement and excitement of the team members around them, the two were both shocked and surprised.

"Sister Qi, do you still have to continue shooting?" asked the female assistant.

Qi Qingyan glanced at the shooting equipment and smiled slightly, "Photo, why not shoot? Since he is going to act in a play, we will help you to the end!"

The female assistant tilted her head and was puzzled. However, Qi Qingyan smiled but said nothing.

As smart as her, she could vaguely guess a little bit of Xia Yu's thoughts, but the guess needs to be confirmed.

Xia Yu turned to bring a whole version of fresh pork, took the blade, and chopped the meat with the knife, and did not forget to instruct Liu Ying, who had already gotten up and washed up, "Xiao Ying, have you seen the wooden barrel in the corner? Pour out all the water in the barrel, put the glutinous rice into a basket, and drain the water."

Pork, sticky rice.

Then there was a yellow catfish that was still alive in the water tank.

And pumpkin.

The mixed but uncluttered ingredients gave everyone a strong sense of déjà. Qi Qingyan said in a panic: "Ah, isn't this the whole set of ingredients for Wei Zhong's "Three Steams and One" recipe?"

...

At the same time, a large hospital in Jingchu Provincial Capital.

The roof.

Wei Zhong, wearing sick clothes, looked haggard, held the railings and stared at the crowd coming and going from the hospital.

A female nurse covered her hat and shouted not far away: "Chef Guard, it's windy, you can go back to the ward quickly, someone is watching you come."

Wei Zhong turned around slowly, "Chef Wei? Haha."

The smile was full of grief.

"Please stop calling me like this!" He grabbed the stone under the guardrail and tapped out a row of clearly visible blood marks. "I lost, and I will no longer be a chef!"

"waste!"

A cold shout suddenly came from the corridor behind the nurse.

Huang He came with his hands behind his back.

"My disciple Huang He, even if he is knocked to hell, he will try to return to the world from hell!"

Wei Zhong knelt down and lowered his head, not knowing his expression, but the tears were blown up by the strong wind and floated in the air.

Suddenly hesitated and pulled open the sick clothes, Wei Zhong knelt down, moved his body to reveal the unexplainable mark on his back to Huang He, "I have... been sinking forever!"

Huang He's pupils shrink slightly.

With the skin and flesh blooms, the word "uneatable" is quite eye-catching.

After kowtowing heavily, Wei Zhong leaned on the ground of the rooftop and choked and said, "I am now a lonely ghost outside the world, and I am rejected by others. My situation is even more miserable than a rat crossing the street. I can no longer fulfill my filial piety to you!"

"Get up" Huang He's face was gloomy, grabbed Wei Zhong's shoulder, and looked at his adopted son, and the eldest disciple cried in front of him, feeling his heart tightened. His lips were stammering, Huang He's eyes were sad, "It's my fault! It's us underestimating the enemy, no, we fell into the trap of the grandson of the Xia family!"

"Xia Qing!!"

A hideous voice echoed on the rooftop.

At some point, the female nurse secretly closed the door and stepped off the rooftop. She heard the dull roar on the stairs and covered her mouth tightly.
Chapter completed!