Ning Zhisong's face turned red after being teased by the old man.

The meaning of the recipe is different from that of the ancient medicine recipe, so there was no danger in Ning Xi taking out her handwritten one, and she handed over several snacks that she had copied.

"Yeah, not bad."

"This is quite clever, I have never thought of it this way!"

"This pistil can actually be replaced with this?!" The old man was more and more surprised as he looked at it, "Sure enough, there are masters among the people——"

"Your recipe is good. I won't hide it, so I'll write a few for you. However, it's not up to me to decide how it will turn out. But we're not strangers, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

The old man read it twice before he made a move to get up. Ning Zhisong quickly stepped forward to support him. The old man picked up the kerosene lamp and went back to the room. He came out after a while of small noises.

In his hand, he held a small, thin, and yellowed notebook and said to Ning Xi:

"This is the dim sum I was best at in my early years. The ingredients, techniques, and my own experience in making it are all recorded above. Take it back and study it carefully, little girl. If you have real skills, you will never starve wherever you go."

Ning Xi thought it was a one-for-one exchange at most, because Liu Chunmei told her about Mr. Dou's glorious deeds in the past, and that the subordinates of the warlord used to invite him to their home to make snacks to entertain guests.

As soon as she got it, the system made a "ding ding" sound, and it was indeed available for sale!

The old man patted Ning Zhisong's shoulder vigorously: "Your soup is good, but it's a pity that it's hard to find. I am lucky. I am very relieved that you still think of me."

"It's my duty." Ning Zhisong looked at the old man and felt very emotional.

Time is merciless. He grew from a kitchen helper to a chef, while his former masters gradually grew old.

The next day, Hu Guangrong came to the house as usual, with a boiled egg in his pocket. This was to bribe the old man's dog, otherwise the cunning dog would not let him in.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door today, the dog he saw was not the familiar black dog...