It is impossible to say that there is no feeling for him. People are not plants and trees, let alone the adoptive mother who raised him and cultivated him and cooked him.

As the eldest senior brother, he knows more than the Liu brothers, Liu Jinling and Liu Maoxing.

For example, Sichuan fairy Abe, her husband...

He is the heir to the dark cuisine world in the past!

Moreover, according to some strange information, this man, who was more outstanding in cooking than the current leader of the dark cuisine industry, did not die and lived in seclusion somewhere unknown.

Shaoan's emotions come and go quickly. He was a hero and regarded these things very lightly: "Tell me carefully when I cook."

"The knife skills are very good, and the hands are as steady as those of a master for more than ten or twenty years?"

"The fireworks are amazing..."

"Well, you mentioned the 'flavor of firewood'? Firewood, the juice is collected from the high fire, and when you taste it, you feel your tongue burned by the red oil of chili. No wonder you can't bear it. If you are sure that you don't feel like you are on a business trip, you can't be wrong. This is the No. 1 dangerous person. He began to put a strong mark and characteristics on the dishes..."

Shaoan looked at Wang Fuquan with a confused look on his face, and watched him start to dye his frosty white temples, and said indifferently: "Your cooking skills are too stable, and you can't create your own 'traits'."
Chapter completed!