Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

Qiao Yingzi opened the door.

"Yo, here we come. I'm about to call you."

Lin Mo just finished cooking and served it to the table.

Seeing the well-dressed Song Qian behind Qiao Yingzi, Lin Mo couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and said to himself, "What's going on today, she's so beautifully dressed."

Song Qian rolled her hair, a little too shy to look directly at Lin Mo: "Boss Lin, do you need help?"

"No, sit down and eat."

Qiao Yingzi rushed to the dinner table.

Seeing this delicious food on the table made my mouth water.

"Raw marinated freshwater prawns, fried bacon with garlic sprouts, spicy elbow flowers, red cabbage, and a tofu soup with pickled vegetables. Looks like a good meal!"

"Eat more after dinner."

Lin Mo served the meal and smiled at Qiao Yingzi.

Several people sat down to eat.

"Yingzi, recently..."

Lin Mo picked up a piece of freshwater shrimp for Qiao Yingzi, and was just about to start a conversation and chat.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yingzi quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Lin Mo, you won't be like my mother, asking me for my grades as soon as you sit down, right? No way?"

Lin Mo laughed: "You child, what else can you ask if you don't ask about your grades? Are you in a relationship?"

"Go, go, what are you talking about, how could my Yingzi fall in love." Song Qian said with a smile.

"So, I can only ask about grades and studies."

Qiao Yingzi expressed his helplessness: "Brother Lin Mo, you said that you are only ten years older than me, and almost ten years younger than my mother. You have the same problem as my mother, and you always ask about the grades of us scholars. "

"Yingzi, you are right on point. Brother Lin Mo will teach you the truth about the growth stage of life today."

"What?" Seeing Lin Mo suddenly throwing such a compelling topic, Qiao Yingzi bit his chopsticks and asked curiously.

Song Qian also stopped her chopsticks, and pricked up her ears, ready to listen to a good opinion.

Chapter 24 The language is not amazing and endless! ! !

"Don't blame Brother Lin Mo for asking your grades. Because Brother Lin Mo came here that way too.

Who wasn't asked grades when they were kids?

Whoever grows up does not ask other people's grades.

The boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a dragon.

After ten years, you will be a mother.

You will also grab your child's grades and ask him how he did in the exam. "

"No, I won't." Qiao Yingzi immediately shook her head like a rattle.

Obviously do not agree with Lin Mo's point of view.

Lin Mo asked with a smile, "Yingzi, do you have any position in the class?"

"English class representative."

"Do you need to care about the English grades of your class?"

"Of course." Qiao Yingzi nodded.

"When you were freshman in high school, were you an English class representative?"

Qiao Yingzi shook his head.

"Then you were happy when you were supervised by the English class representative in the first year of high school?"

"Of course I'm not happy to be controlled!" Qiao Yingzi was stunned as soon as he finished speaking.

Lin Mo spread his hands: "Look, we will eventually live in a way we hate."

Qiao Yingzi was fooled into doubting her life: "Could it be that I did something wrong?"

"No, you did nothing wrong, you just grew up. Everyone has a different standpoint when they reach different stages. When I was young, I always thought that the 20-year-old would be full of children and grandchildren, but this year I am 28, and it looks like a piece of Wangwang snow cake. of."

"Pfft."

Qiao Yingzi smiled. This metaphor is really vivid.

"Okay, I understand what you mean, Brother Lin Mo!" Qiao Yingzi nodded heavily.

Song Qian, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at Lin Mo in disbelief.

I didn't expect Lin Mo to have such a talent in educating children.

Not to mention that Lin Mo would actually help him and explain his good intentions to his daughter.

……

"Okay, let's talk about it again. I heard that you have a midterm exam. How did you rank in the class this time?"

Lin Mo lightning cut to the point.

When Song Qian heard this question, she became very interested, and she wanted to ask it today.

Qiao Yingzi: "..."

It turned out to be a big circle, just to ask this!

She hesitated and said: "No. 7."

"What!" Song Qian hurriedly stood up: "Why is it No. 7?"

Qiao Yingzi dodged his eyes.

Lin Mo gave a thumbs up: "No.7, great job!"

"No.7 is okay, my Yingzi has never been in the top three before."

Song Qian suddenly felt that the food was not delicious.

"It's normal to have ups and downs in grades. When I cook, I occasionally fail to perform well. Can you say that the dishes I cook are not delicious?"

"This..." Song Qian was at a loss for words.

Lin Mo used himself as an example again, how can he refute this.

Qiao Yingzi laughed loudly, and gave Lin Mo a thumbs up: "Brother Lin Mo, you are right, I did not perform well this time, and I will definitely pass the exam next time."

"Well, I believe you!" Lin Mo took a small elbow flower and put it in her bowl: "Okay, let's eat!"

"Eat!" Qiao Yingzi began to eat happily.

Song Qian glanced at her daughter, and there was still anxiety in her eyes.

Several people finished their meal.

Song Qian set off to clean up the dishes.

"It's okay, just leave it alone, I'll wash it later."

"Let me come, you have been busy all day, and you will also take a break."

Song Qian saw that there were still a lot of dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, so she planned to wash them together.

After all, it's embarrassing to let people wash the dishes for free.

Do something yourself.

"Yingzi, go home and do your homework. Mom will help Boss Lin wash the dishes before coming back."

Qiao Yingzi nodded: "Brother Lin Mo, then I'll go back and do my homework first."

"great, good luck!"

Qiao Yingzi left first.

"I'll do it myself."

"It's okay, just a few bowls?"

Song Qian took off her coat and naturally put on Lin Mo's apron.

Put the dishes away in the sink.

In fact, not many.

Adding up the front and back, there are only a dozen or twenty bowls.

Well, since I can't stop it.

Lin Mo simply stood at the door of the kitchen, chatting with others.

"I said Sister Song, you are too strict about Yingzi's study."

"It doesn't matter, can you do it? The college entrance examination is coming soon."

When it comes to grades, Song Qian feels bored.

I have fallen to No.7, what should I do!

In the future, we must pay attention to the study of Yingzi.

Perhaps because she didn't want to discuss this topic with Lin Mo, Song Qian changed the subject: "By the way, I saw a job recruitment notice posted at your door, do you want to recruit?"

"Correct."

"How much salary will you pay? If the salary is high, I will come. Anyway, I am idle and I am idle."

Song Qian laughed.

Half joking, half serious.

"How high you can start, the average is four to five thousand, it's another matter if you live well."

"Good job? Don't you just sweep the floor and wash the dishes? What else do you need?"

Song Qian suddenly thought of Lin Mo's previous screen name.

"Wait, could it be you..."

Facing Song Qian with a wistful expression.

Lin Mo quickly reached out his hand to stop it and said, "Stop, what are you thinking? I said it's a good job. I can help with garnishes, hospitality, etc. You can add a little more."

"Oh, that's what it means." Song Qian suddenly realized.

Lin Mo was speechless, Sister Song had something in her mind, and she meant racing at every turn.

Could this be the legendary thirty like a wolf and forty like a tiger? !

Eh, if you want to put it this way...

Feeling pretty good Yazi!

Look at Song Qian's light and shadow, this composition!

Lin Mo felt a little hot.

He slapped it down with a slap, and spat inwardly: "[Zhenjun Erlang], calm down! Don't act like a child who has never seen the world!"

"What are you doing?"

Song Qian looked back.

"It's okay, there's a mosquito."

"It's December, and there are still mosquitoes?"

"It's hot in the kitchen. It's like spring all the year round."

"Okay." Song Qian thought it made sense.

"Really, think about it, I'll help you."

"Come on, I can't afford you single rich woman, and besides, you have to take care of Yingzi's studies."

Song Qian smiled and said: "That's right. But if you can't find anyone in a while, you are too busy, call me, and I will help you."