Hardcore Chef Dad

While Liu Wanhua and Shen Qing Luo Meimei were eating, Su Jinrong asked his daughter to push him over, and watched them eat from the side.

After being stared at for a while, Liu Wanhua picked up a piece and said, Jinrong, you're always looking at it here, aren't you bored? Come on, I'll feed you a piece, how about trying this dish that was beaten all those years ago?

Su Jinrong smiled and waved his hands: I don't want to eat, but I am very happy to see you eating.

Shen Qingluo asked curiously: Grandma Wanhua, why did you say that Grandpa Su was beaten because of this dish?

Liu Wanhua looked at Su Jinrong, then smiled and told Shen Qingluo what happened back then.

I didn't understand at that time, so I asked Jinrong for help. Where is Jinrong? He was also very courageous, so he quietly went to fry up a piece of rice crust and brought it back. We ate and left. At night, Mr. Su found out .”

Su Jinrong also recalled that episode, with a smile on his face at this time, obviously taking it as a joke.

Shen Qingluo still didn't understand: Then why, Grandpa Su was beaten?

Liu Wanhua continued: You don't know, your Grandpa Su's father was a very strict person. From his point of view, your Grandpa Su was just running errands in the kitchen at that time, and he had no right to touch the pot.

After a pause, Liu Wanhua added: Besides, your Grandpa Su was still in primary school at that time, so I thought it was hard for him later.

Liu Wanhua laughed as she said that, even though the old lady is getting older now, she can still see her youthful demeanor between her brows.

In the end, Liu Wanhua said seriously: The most important thing is, in the eyes of your grandpa Su's father, it is absolutely not allowed to change the dishes at will. Presumably only the children at that time had the courage to do it.

What Liu Wanhua said was correct. At that time, Su Jinrong was still in primary school, but he was allowed to help in the kitchen.

The so-called help, at best, is a small helper, at worst, it is doing odd jobs in the kitchen.

Usually Su Jinrong does not have the opportunity to learn anything, firstly because he is still young, and secondly because he is not qualified to learn.

Most of the time, Su Jinrong can only serve dishes, or pass something to the seniors.

But Su Jinrong at that age was also the most daring time in his life. That's why he dared to fry a piece of crispy rice quietly under Liu Wanhua's guidance.

Shen Qingluo found it very interesting to mention all kinds of interesting things about her youth.

Looking at it now, Liu Wanhua and Su Jinrong are two old people, and Su Jinrong is younger and also in his sixties.

Not to mention Liu Wanhua, in fact Liu Wanhua is almost eighty now.

But such two old people, sitting together and chatting about their youth and childhood fun, still have smiles all over their faces. They seem to have endless things to say and many things to remember.

The last dish served to Liu Wanhua and Shen Qingluo was the Double Juice Playing White Lion dish created by Feng Yifan for his wife.

I saw a white and tender lion's head in the small cup. Divided by the white and tender lion head, there are two colors of soup on both sides, which makes people look very beautiful.

Liu Wanhua smiled and said, Try it, this is a new dish, you can't eat it in other places for the time being.

Shen Qingluo was full of surprise when she heard this, picked up a small spoon, scooped it up and tasted it according to Grandma Wanhua's words.

It looks like a lion's head, but it looks like a lion's head when you scoop it up.

Finally put it in the mouth, and when she was eating it, Shen Qingluo finally realized that this was not a lion's head.

No, it cannot be said that it is not a lion's head, it is a lion's head that is not made of meat, this lion's head is tofu, and there is a very fresh taste mixed in it.

Seeing Shen Qingluo's expression changing again and again while eating, Liu Wanhua smiled and said, How is it? Does this taste good?

Shen Qingluo swallowed the lion's head in her mouth, and said in surprise: It's delicious. Grandma Wanhua's is really delicious. It has the taste of a lion's head, but it also has the umami taste of fish. The tofu has no tofu taste at all.

Liu Wanhua smiled and said: Yes, you are lucky,

This dish was created by the chef for his wife.

Shen Qingluo was a little envious: I really envy sister Ruoxi, brother-in-law can cook such great dishes.

Liu Wanhua also said: That's not true, Ruoxi has come to the end of all hardships. With such a good husband, there must be only happiness in the future.

Shen Qingluo listened, and looked at the restaurant, whether the tables and tables of guests were amazed. Then he kept taking pictures with his mobile phone, and almost every dish had to be posted on Moments.

Then Su Ruoxi walked through the tables, ordering food for those guests, and followed this little tail behind her.

These situations, in Shen Qingluo's eyes, were really full of joy.

Perhaps there is only one family running such a small restaurant, and it is really a little busy and hard work.

But what if such a family is together, even if they are busy?

They are very happy.

On such a night, Su Ji's business is naturally booming. The replacement of the square table also attracted more guests for Su Ji. There was even a long queue outside the door.

Yang Xiaoxi, who didn't come to Suji today, ate the cookies made by Feng's father at home at night, and looked at his father who was lying on the dining table while finishing the draft with a look of disgust.

At this time, Yang Zhiyi was also quite depressed, it was not that he didn't want to go to Su Ji.

When I went to Suji, I had lunch and dinner, and I was able to let my daughter have a snack in the afternoon. Isn't it nice that my daughter can have fun with Feng Ruoruo?

It was indeed very fragrant, but Yang Zhiyi couldn't go today.

The reason why I can't go is that I went out to play for a day yesterday Saturday. After returning from Suji, Yang Zhiyi went to bed early because he was too tired, so he forgot about his writing.

Early this morning, Yang Zhiyi received a call from the editor, asking him to hand in the manuscript today.

Yang Zhiyi, if you don't hand it in today, I really can't guarantee whether you will have a recommendation in the future, and I may sit with you at that time, I beg you, big brother, please do me a favor.

After the editor pleaded with tears, Yang Zhiyi immediately patted his chest and agreed, and promised to finish it before nine o'clock in the evening.

The editor was naturally very happy. After hanging up the phone, he began to look forward to Yang Zhiyi's delivery.

But after Yang Zhiyi turned on the computer, he discovered a very important problem, that is, he found that he didn't write what he should have written yesterday, and as a result, he had to write a lot in two days.

But having agreed to the editor, Yang Zhiyi decided not to let the other party dove, because that would really make both of them miserable.

So in the end, Yang Zhiyi had no choice but to give up going out and spend all day at home trying to catch up with the manuscript.

As a result, at this moment, the daughter nestled on the sofa and gnawed on the cookies, staring straight at her eyes, which made Yang Zhiyi feel like a thorn in his back.

But now Yang Zhiyi can't be distracted, because he has written the key points.

This is a very exciting part, as long as this wonderful plot is finished, Yang Zhiyi feels that today's task is considered complete.

It's a pity that I obviously have a plot in my mind, but when typing on the computer, I feel that the words are boring.

Yang Zhiyi was really uncomfortable, but he still had to force himself to write.

In this way, I forced myself to write over and over again.

Yang Zhiyi was still dissatisfied, and finally could only lean back, his face was really full of pain and decadence.

Seeing his father's appearance, Yang Xiaoxi pouted and said, Dad, why haven't you finished writing? You also said, take me to see Ruoruo after finishing writing. If you don't finish writing, Ruoruo's house will be closed. .”

The urging of his daughter made Yang Zhiyi really go crazy.

But at that time, his daughter, Yang Zhiyi couldn't possibly get angry with her.

And today's situation is indeed my own fault. If I had known that I would have written two chapters no matter how tired I was last night?

There was a cry in my heart, but there was still no way to solve the problem at hand.

Seeing that his father couldn't get up, Yang Xiaoxi just leaned on the chair like that, and he looked very bad.

Although the little padded jacket usually pricks his father from time to time, but seeing his father like this now, he is still very nervous, so he quickly got off the sofa and ran to his father's side quickly.

Dad, Dad, what's the matter with you? Are you sick?

After asking for a long time, seeing that his father didn't answer, Yang Xiaoxi ran back again, picked up a cookie, handed it to his father and said, Dad, you can eat a cookie, and Xixi will share his own cookie with you. You eat the cookie. There is strength.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoxi seemed to be transformed into a little genius doctor, and the cookie in his hand was the good medicine to heal his father.

Yang Zhiyi came back to his senses, opened his mouth and ate the biscuit that his daughter gave him.

Well, it's delicious. Dad has recovered a little bit. Can Xixi give Dad another piece? Dad still wants to eat marshmallows, and the coconut balls.

When Yang Xiaoxi heard her father talking, she quickly turned around and ran back to the tea table in front of the sofa, bringing over marshmallows and other snacks.

Father, what do you want to eat? Xixi brought it here, you should eat it quickly, you will be fine after eating.

Next, Yang Zhiyi was really blunt, and just sat there and ate his daughter's snacks.

Just as the father at home was eating his daughter's snacks, the door of the house was opened from the outside, and Li Fei'er walked in from the outside a little tired.

When Yang Xiaoxi saw her mother coming back, she hurried to her mother's side and reported her father's situation to her mother.

Yang Zhiyi on this side quickly put down all the snacks on his hands. He quickly lay down in front of the desk computer, and began to type hard on the keyboard.

Mom, you are back. Dad is not well. He seems to be sick.

When Li Fei'er entered the door and saw that both father and daughter were at home, she felt very strange. Because it was originally agreed today that Li Feier was going to Taili, and then Yang Zhiyi took his daughter to Su Ji for dinner, and brought Li Feier back in the evening.

But at this point, both father and daughter are at home, Li Fei'er can't help but wonder, is it so fast to go to Suji for dinner?

Now that she heard her daughter's words again, Li Fei'er instantly understood that the father and daughter probably didn't go out at all.

Glancing at all the messy things on the sofa, Li Fei'er asked her daughter seriously: Xixi, didn't you and Dad go out today? Are you at home all day?

Yang Xiaoxi nodded: That's right, Dad said he was going to write a book, and he promised Xixi to go to see Ruoruo when it was finished, but Dad fell ill and didn't finish the book.

After hearing what her daughter said, Li Fei'er looked over to her husband, and the husband who was typing on the keyboard fell down instantly.

Yang Zhiyi pretended to be dying, and slowly raised his head to look at his wife.

Honey, you, you're back? I'm sorry, I suddenly feel very unwell. It should be because I wrote the manuscript for too long today, so I'm exhausted. I'm sorry, I didn't take Xixi to Su Ji for dinner.

Seeing her husband's appearance, Li Fei'er was so angry that she burst out laughing instantly.

But she didn't directly teach her husband a lesson, but bent down and held her daughter's face and asked, What did Xixi eat today?

Yang Xiaoxi thought for a while and answered her mother: I ate biscuits in the morning, instant noodles cooked by my father at noon, and I haven't eaten them at night. Oh, no, at night I'm eating Father Feng's snacks, biscuits, coconut balls, and cotton candy.

Li Fei'er was still very restrained, smiled and said to her daughter: Xixi is so good, then Xixi go sit on the sofa for a while, mother will help daddy to heal the illness, and when he is cured, let daddy take us to dinner, okay?

Yang Xiaoxi nodded immediately: Okay, then mom will treat dad quickly.

Yang Zhiyi sat up immediately when he heard it, then moved a bit and said, I seem to be fine. Dad has to finish writing this paragraph quickly. After finishing writing, we will go out to eat, go to Ruoruo's house, and have a big meal.

But Li Fei'er naturally couldn't let her husband go, she walked over and put two fingers on his waist and said, Are you going in by yourself? Or shall I help you in?

Feeling the chill coming from his waist, Yang Zhiyi immediately raised his hands and surrendered: Honey, I'll go in by myself.

Seeing her husband obediently entering the back room, Li Fei'er smiled and said to her daughter: Xixi is weird, Dad will be cured soon, and then let's ask Dad to finish writing quickly, and we will go to Ruoruo, okay?

Yang Xiaoxi smiled and said, Okay, hurry up, mom.

Watching Mom and Dad enter the house, it didn't take long for Mom and Dad to come out again.

Then Yang Xiaoxi saw that his father was refreshed, his face was really full of smiles and energy, sitting in front of the computer, his father was about to blow the keyboard up.

I don't know how long it took, but Dad finally finished writing in a refreshed manner, and said with a smile on his face: Okay, wife, daughter, let's go.

Yang Xiaoxi immediately cheered happily: Oh, let's go, let's go to Ruoruo's house for dinner.

Seeing his daughter happily running into the room to change clothes, the smile on Yang Zhiyi's face twisted instantly. Then he slowly lifted his clothes and glanced at the two marks on his waist that had been pinched.

At this moment, Yang Zhiyi finally understood that he must not delay the draft in the future, otherwise the price would be too heavy.

After the Yang family of three went out, Li Fei'er also asked her husband to call Su Ji to reserve a seat in advance, after all, it was a bit late for the three of them to go out.

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