Guo Xiaoxiang's protest in his stomach immediately woke up Lao Sun.

"Oh, look at my brain. I was happy when I saw the fellow villagers. I forgot to prepare some food for you. Xiao Yang and Xiao Guo, please wait a moment and see that my old son gave you some serious Shandong dishes, so I guarantee you will not be disappointed."

Lao Sun said, turned his head and walked towards the kitchen. He turned his head and said to his daughter as he walked, "Xiaoyue, go to the inner room and take out the wine I made. I will have a good drink with these two little brothers later."

After a while, a faint fragrance came from the kitchen. Through the huge glass, Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang could clearly see Lao Sun in the kitchen skillfully cooking.

The kitchens of British restaurants are different from those of domestic restaurants. Domestic kitchens require a seal, so outsiders can't see the chef cooking in the kitchen.

But it is different in the UK. The kitchens of restaurants here emphasize openness. Most of the kitchens here are directly separated from the hall by large pieces of glass. Customers can see every move of the chef in the kitchen clearly from the outside.

Lao Sun didn't know what dish to cook. The oily flowers cooked in the pot were ignited by the flames in the stove. The next moment, the whole fried spoon seemed to be burning, and the flames rose to about half a meter high.

Lao Sun stir-frys there with a full pot of flames, and then a series of condiments such as oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar were put in at a dazzling speed. Then he flipped the fried spoon twice, and a steaming dish with a full color, aroma and flavor were out of the pot.

Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang have seen this situation many times in China, but the foreigner who has been struggling with fried noodles was completely stunned.

I guess this guy has never seen a dish that can be fried like this since he was a child...

No wonder, compared to the profoundness of Chinese cuisine, British cuisine is really unpleasant, and even the cooking methods are the same. No wonder this British man was stunned by this way of cooking with fire.

Judging from Lao Sun's cooking techniques that are like flowing water, he is definitely an old chef with profound cooking skills.

Sure enough, in only twenty minutes at most, Lao Sun quickly prepared four dishes and one soup, and the standard cadres went to the countryside.

All four dishes are hard dishes, and they are all representative dishes of Shandong cuisine.

A dish of sea cucumber with scallions, and the dish that I just stir-fried with fire was this dish of sea cucumber with onions; there was also a dish of wood-bearded meat, a sweet and sour carp with a very beautiful shape, and a braised chicken that surprised Yang Jing. As for the soup, it was a soup with crispy crisps...

Other dishes were easy to talk about, but the roasted chicken really surprised Yang Jing. He really didn't expect to see such authentic roasted chicken in the UK.

Yang Jing’s hometown, Tianqu, is the most famous production place for braised chicken in China. The braised chicken produced in Tianqu is extremely famous in China. The production method of Tianqu braised chicken was listed as a national intangible cultural heritage early on, and it is known as the "No. 1 chicken in the world".

Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang were already hungry. Now that they saw such a sumptuous table of dishes, how could they still maintain their original reserve?

After Lao Sun smiled and sat down with a can of wine soaked wolfberry, Ganoderma lucidum and other Chinese herbal medicines, the two of them couldn't wait to move their chopsticks.

While watching the two of them having fun there with a smile, Lao Sun took three cups and picked up the wine jar and filled the three cups. Then he said, "Don't worry, eat slowly, no one will grab you. I'll try the wine I made later. These wines are all the wines I asked someone to get from London's Chinatown. Some medicinal materials I bought myself soaked, which is rare in the UK."

Guo Xiaoxiang swallowed the dish with difficulty, waved his hand and said, "Master Sun, you are so polite. This dish is great, but it is not as good as the dishes made in high-end restaurants in China. But this wine is spared, we both drove here..."

Lao Sun smiled and waved his hand and said, "How can I forget it? I finally met a fellow villager in this ghost place, so how can I not drink a good drink? Besides, even if I drink too much, it doesn't matter. There is a chain hotel behind my restaurant. It's quite affordable, the price is not high, and the conditions are quite good. Come on, don't refuse, let's drink one of three."

Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang looked at each other and both noticed the kind of intention in each other's eyes.

Yang Jing and Fatty both like to drink some, and their alcohol tolerance is not bad. When they were in London, they would make a sumptuous meal of their hometown dishes by themselves every now and then pour a few cups, and their lives were quite comfortable. Now, we can actually meet such a good hometown dishes here. Coupled with the yellowed wine and Lao Sun's irresistible enthusiasm, the wine worms in the two of them had long been hooked up...

After Lao Sun advised him a few times, the two of them threw away their reserve, took the wine glass, touched Lao Sun for a while, and took a sip of happiness.

Well, it's really good, it's still the familiar taste...

After three sips of wine, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became warm. Sun Xiaoyue, who was beside her, put down her chopsticks and said with a smile: "You two eat slowly. It's time for me to leave. If you two still eat here at night, I will definitely accompany you."

The girl left very quickly. Lao Sun explained with a smile: "After this child, Xiaoyue, came here, he met a fellow villager who also studied at Cardiff University, but the girl was from Hubei Province. Under the leadership of that girl, as long as my girl was fine, she would go to Cardiff University next door to listen..."

Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang competed with two big-thumb brothers, and Lao Sun enjoyed this compliment very much.

Yang Jing said: "Master Sun, Cardiff University is a prestigious university. Last year, Cardiff University ranked fifth among all universities in the UK, which is quite amazing! Your girl can listen here, and even if she can't get a diploma, she can learn a lot."

The fat man also said, "Yes, Master Sun, the university where your girl was attending is much better than the university where we both attended. If London wasn't too far from here, I would have thought of attending Cardiff University."

Lao Sun took a sip of wine and asked, "Are you both going to college in London?"

Yang Jing nodded, "Yes, I came to London for a master's degree the year before yesterday. Fatty came early. He studied in London for four years and two years of master's degree. This year is our graduation season. After the graduation thesis is passed, we can leave that ghost place."

Lao Sun glanced at the two of them enviously and said, "If my boy could have half of you, I would be content. It's a pity that my boy only knows to play all day long, alas..."

Sighing, Lao Sun changed his subject and asked, "Are you two here to visit Cardiff?"

Yang Jing shook his head and continued in his hometown dialect: "No, we both just passed by Cardiff and took a little work in Cardiff."

"Then you two return to London today?"

Yang Jing shook his head and said, "I won't leave. I'll be happy to meet you, my fellow villager today. Besides, we can't drive even if we drink. We will stay here for a night tonight and stroll around Cardiff tomorrow."

"Well, you two should have a look here. The scenery here is really nice. Why don't you let Xiaoyue be a guide for you two tomorrow?"

"No need, we just go around casually. Come to Master Sun, let's drink another one..."
Chapter completed!