He obtained the God of All Laws from human skin.

Pig offal and other such things,

It was usually eaten by poor families.

After all, it smells fishy and pungent, and it's also quite troublesome to prepare.

However, as long as the smell of these offal can be masked, the taste is naturally excellent.

Qin Chuan asked Aunt Liu to help tidy up.

He then rummaged through the bamboo basket and pulled out a small cloth bag, which contained the prepared braising sauce.

A variety of spices, more than ten kinds, were mixed in proportion and tied into two spice bags with gauze.

These spices cost him a lot of money, but Qin Chuan felt it was worth it.

After all, spices are the first step in suppressing the fishy smell of pig offal and bringing out its aroma.

He set up two pots, one large iron pot and one small iron pot.

Boil water in a large iron pot, blanch the cleaned pig intestines and stomach, skim off the foam, and drain them.

Replace the water in the pot with fresh water, add ginger slices, scallion segments, and white wine, then add two spice packets. Bring to a boil over high heat, then reduce to low heat and simmer slowly.

This is braised.

Over at the small iron wok, Qin Chuan was preparing to stir-fry.

The most classic dishes are, of course, stir-fried pork intestines and pork kidneys.

Although it lacks the wide variety of seasonings available today, it is still sufficient.

While preparing the dishes, Qin Chuan also taught Aunt Liu various tips and tricks.

"Make sure to remove all the fascia surrounding the kidneys..."

"After blanching the pork intestines, it's best to marinate them in white wine and ginger slices for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea..."

"When stir-frying, the wok should be hot, and there should be plenty of oil. The pork kidneys should be stir-fried briefly and then removed from the wok; if you stir-fry them for too long, they will become tough..."

......

Soon after,

A plate of stir-fried pork kidneys and intestines was also served, its color a bright red and glistening with oil.

at the same time,

A new message popped up on Qin Chuan's screen.

[Cooking ingredients, Professional Experience +5]

......

[Chef's experience maxed out, level up]

Occupation: Chef

[Level: lv1→lv2 (0/200)]

[Professional Skill: Chef]

Although he was always busy with other things, Qin Chuan also cooked a lot whenever he had free time, accumulating experience as a chef.

After all, they still have Liu Ding to support.

After preparing this meal today, my chef profession has been upgraded to level 2.

The most noticeable improvement after leveling up is naturally in cooking skills.

Qin Chuan glanced at the braised pork simmering in the pot, added a few more rock sugar pieces and a small spoonful of soy sauce, covered the pot, and let the aroma simmer in for a while longer.

Aunt Liu, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but sniff as she saw the dishes being served: "This smells really good."

Qin Chuan picked up a slice of pork kidney with his chopsticks and handed it to her, saying, "Aunt Liu, please try some."

Aunt Liu took the chopsticks, put them in her mouth with some skepticism, chewed them a couple of times, and then her eyes lit up.

The pork loin slices are crisp, tender, and smooth, with no fishy or gamey smell at all, while the intestine segments are crisp, chewy, and become more fragrant the more you chew them.

"Is this really made from pig offal?" Aunt Liu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

Qin Chuan smiled and pointed to the large iron pot still bubbling on the stove: "Don't rush, there's another pot of braised pork over there, it'll be ready to eat in half an hour. Aunt Liu, you said you'd only sell these two dishes. Braised pork and stir-fried pork, plus a bowl of rice, and charge a few dozen coins, do you think that's expensive or not?"

Aunt Liu opened her mouth, wanting to say, "A few dozen coins isn't expensive," but after looking at the plate of stir-fried pork intestines that looked and smelled delicious, she thought it really wasn't expensive.

......

Qin Chuan brought the dishes to the dining table.

Aunt Liu brought over three bowls of brown rice.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan asked curiously, "Aunt Liu, we've already gotten three bowls of rice, is anyone else coming?"

"Hey, call your friend in. It's not good for him to keep hiding."

Aunt Liu turned around and grabbed three more pairs of chopsticks. Hearing this, Qin Chuan looked at Aunt Liu in surprise.

Aunt Liu laughed and said, "I've lived in this house for so long, I can tell if someone is here or not. Besides, you always leave food for me on purpose. I'm just getting old, not stupid."

Qin Chuan smiled, put down the bowl in his hand, and turned to walk outside.

He walked up to the pile of junk and said in a low voice, "Come out, stop hiding."

As soon as these words were spoken, a rustling sound came from the pile of junk.

Liu Ding peeked half his head out from behind an overturned, broken jar, glanced towards the hall to make sure no one was around, and then lowered his voice to reply, "The person is still here."

Qin Chuan looked at his serious expression and took a deep breath: "They already knew. Stop hiding, come out for dinner."

"Impossible." Liu Ding frowned, his voice carrying an undeniable certainty. "I always hide very well when I come here. There's no way an old woman could find me."

Qin Chuan looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "How did you hide yourself?"

Liu Ding was taken aback for a moment, then said confidently, "How to hide it? Naturally, I'll hide it inside this pile of wood. This pile of firewood, broken jars, and rotten benches are stacked together. I'll dig a hole in the outside, crawl in, and then gather the firewood together. No one will be able to see it."

He got more and more excited as he talked, even turning to point at the pile of junk, "If you don't believe me, come in and take a look. You really can't see anyone outside from here. I've tried it several times, it's absolutely hidden."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan pursed his lips, then let out a long sigh of relief.

He silently told himself that there was no need to get angry with a landlord's foolish son.

This person has virtually no experience in daily life, which is perfectly normal.

This is perfectly normal!

"Alright, alright," Qin Chuan said, too lazy to argue with him anymore. He simply pulled him out of the clutter. "Come out and eat."

Liu Ding dusted himself off, muttering, "It must have been you who slipped up; she couldn't have discovered me..."

Qin Chuan ignored him and dragged him into the living room.

Aunt Liu was already sitting at the table waiting. When she saw Liu Ding come in, she looked him up and down, then smiled and nodded.

Liu Ding was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously clasped his hands in return.

Qin Chuan stood between the two and introduced them: "Aunt Liu, this is Liu Ding. He's hiding here because he offended the Iron Hand Gang. He's not a bad person, just a bit unreliable."

Then he turned to Liu Ding, "This is Aunt Liu, an elder in the family. I usually rely on her to take care of me."

Liu Ding clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, then said dryly, "Hello, Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu smiled and waved her hand: "Don't stand there, sit down, the food won't taste good if it gets cold."

......

After eating,

Aunt Liu went to tidy up.

Qin Chuan then called Liu Ding into his room and took out some bottles and jars.

Seeing this, Liu Ding curiously approached, craning his neck to examine the bottles and jars, and asked, "What are you doing? Opening a pharmacy?"

"I'll give you a new face."

Qin Chuan didn't even look up, his fingers wandering among the bottles and jars, picking and choosing, and then placing the few things he needed in front of him.

Liu Ding was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously touched his face: "Change...change my face? How?"

Qin Chuan didn't rush to answer. Instead, he had a thought and brought up the professional skills panel.

Occupation: Dresser

[Level: lv2 (178/200)]

[Professional Skill: Skin Drawing and Facial Retouching]