Interstellar Chef God: She's Sweet and Sassy

Transmigrating to the interstellar era, what's the first thing you want to do? Pilot a spaceship? Wear mecha? Gather subordinates? Conquer the stars and seas? Jane, a descendant of imperial che...

Chapter 281 Stewed indiscriminately

Chapter 281 Stewed indiscriminately

They are not so shameless that they can learn Jianyan's recipe with peace of mind.

The popular version was enough for them to ponder, and it would be better for her to keep the recipe that was slightly inferior to the secret recipe for herself.

Rather than learning her recipe, they hope to create their own recipe through repeated mixing.

The kind that can be passed down as a family heirloom.

Maybe the taste cannot be compared with Jianyan’s, but at least they blended it with care.

After hearing what Tang Zhen and the others said, Jian Yan nodded, "It's naturally good that you have this intention.

Not only seasoning recipes, you can also create your own recipes."

"Think about it more when you have nothing to do. There is an antidote anyway.

Besides, soldiers are in good physical condition, so even if they eat a random stew, they are unlikely to have any problems. "

Before she finished speaking, she poured the ingredients needed for the third dish, beef in sour soup, into the wok.

Amidst the sizzling sound, the aroma of the ingredients rises.

Tang Zhen and the others stood by and studied while thinking about her words. What kind of cooking method is this hotpot?

Is it to put all the ingredients together, stew them together with the broth made from chicken, duck, fish and beef bones, and then add various seasonings?

It seems, probably, maybe you can try it.

It’s decided. I’ll try stewing it when I have some free time. I’ll also prepare the antidote.

Jian Yan had no idea that her deliberate suggestion would lead several people to take different paths in the esophagus system, some of which were curious, some were heavy, and some were normal.

Josh is a master of curiosity.

His hodgepodge made everyone who ate it enter a different hallucination.

Then she became his loyal servant, never leaving him and loving him deeply.

It was also because of the hot pot that he met the love of his life, a beautiful girl from the Lingyue tribe who looked like a night elf.

Of course, these are things that will happen in the future, so let’s not talk about them for now.

As the dishes came out of the pot one by one and were put into the constant temperature box by Tang Zhen and others, two hours were up.

"Phew, done!"

Watching the last dish being packed, Jian Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then put down the spoon and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shook his arms which were sore from constantly shaking the pan.

Then he raised his hand to take off the hat on his head, and steady and powerful footsteps came from the door.

"Yanyan, I'm here to pick you up."

Lu Jinxiu's voice rang out, and Jian Yan said he would be there soon. He then threw his hat into the garbage disposal bin, and did the same with his chef's uniform.

Just as she was about to pick up the incubator, Lu Jinxiu got ahead of her and stuffed three boxes, two large and one small, into the space buckle.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the sweat off her face.

He tidied up the sweat-soaked hair at her temples before shaking her hand, saying hello to Tang Zhen and the others and leaving.

A cool silver hover car was parked at the door. As the two people approached, the scissor-shaped doors automatically rose up.

Then, there was a cold and familiar mechanical voice.

"Dear Yanyan, you look as beautiful as ever today. Please get in the car!"

In short, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. It's my honor to serve the beautiful Yanyan!"

Jian Yan smiled. If this thing was so tacky, it must be the work of her boyfriend.

She glanced at someone who looked embarrassed and whose face and ears were red, then bent down and got into the car.

This car...

It is very much in Lu Jinxiu's style. The space inside is surprisingly large, but it has a minimalist style.

(End of this chapter)