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This night, Chen Yan was dreaming.Sometimes it was his strict father who asked him with a straight face why he left the family property alone and ran into this world alone, and sometimes it was his friends who asked him when he would go back, but in the end, all he had was a dream .

With his profound culinary skills, he has returned to the pinnacle of his life in this world, even better than before.

Chen Yan woke up with a smile in the morning, and when he brushed his teeth after getting up, he still felt a little sore in his cheeks.

"Son, what did you dream about this morning? I have been listening to you laughing?" Yang Hui asked curiously.

With thick skin like Chen Yan, she was a little embarrassed to speak, so she quickly changed the subject, "Mom, I'm cooking."

"That's okay, mom will make braised pork for you at noon and send it to you?"

"Uh, no need, I'll bring some fried rice to school today." Chen Yan's high school doesn't open at noon, and students can either eat in the cafeteria, or bring their own lunch, or they can have food delivered or delivered by their parents.The back door of the school is a big iron door that is very wide, enough to fit in an insulated lunch box and the like.

Chen Yan used to eat in the cafeteria, or Yang Hui would give him a meal after cooking.From the memory of the fat man, he knew that the cooking skills in the cafeteria were not as good as Yang Hui's, so Chen Yan was naturally unwilling to test the poison, not to mention that he had a mission to use his cooking skills to conquer the people around him and create delicious value to draw prizes.

"You cook it yourself?" Yang Hui has great trust in her son's culinary skills in making fried rice with eggs, "Then give Mom a copy."

"You're a lesbian, so it's okay if you don't cook for your children, but you still let your children cook for you? You have a big face." Chen Dong also got up early today, "Then what... Daddy will also hand over today's lunch to you." You, son!"

Yang Hui glared at Chen Dong, "You're not afraid of exhausting your son, isn't your unit reimbursed for meals?"

"1000 yuan a month, son, you have to bring me meals every day, and this 1000 yuan belongs to you!"

Chen Yan nodded and didn't say anything. The first thing he did after washing up in the morning was to go for a morning run.As for bringing meals to his parents, he would not refuse. He would love to have someone help spread the delicious value, but the 1000 yuan is secondary.

The weather was getting warmer and warmer. After running for a lap, Chen Yan took off his outer thin coat and continued running with the thin T-shirt inside exposed.In fact, for things like running, if you persevere and rush through that difficult moment, you will immediately feel a sense of exhilaration. It's just that neither the old fat man nor the current Chen Yan is a person who likes running very much. Running around the neighborhood twice was enough for Chen Yan.

After all, he was just trying to lose weight, not build muscle.

Running all over, Chen Yan rushed home, took a hot shower under the shower and came out in pajamas.

In the kitchen, the leftover rice from yesterday has been filled out, and the eggs have been beaten and scattered.

"I'll come." Chen Yan said to his mother.

"Son, so much rice, can you do it? Or else you say, Mom will fry it!"

"I'm fine." Chen Yan replied without thinking.

This is only a few servings, so it is not difficult.When he was first dumped by his father as a helper in the back kitchen, he also fried a pot for ten people.Who is waiting for you to fry rice one by one during the peak period of restaurant attendance?There are several servings in one pot, and the average distribution is good.

But frying together is not the key. The key is to put several dishes and ingredients in the pot to ensure that they are heated evenly and the saltiness is appropriate. Otherwise, the dishes are too different, and the chef will ruthlessly suppress them.

To put it bluntly, the kitchen of a small restaurant is the most trained chef.

No one to serve you dishes, no one to help you, no spacious kitchen, no all kinds of complete and neat tools.

And all kinds of ingredients are limited, there is no wasted space, and no wasted time.

During those days, Chen Yan seemed to have fallen into an abyss.Every day after getting up and washing, I have to get into the kitchen to work. During the break, I don’t even want to eat, I just drink water non-stop. Then I have to work all night, take a quick shower, fall on the bed and open my eyes. two days.

But that period was also the period when his culinary skills grew the fastest.There is almost no need to think about what main ingredients and ingredients are needed for a dish.Knife skills and fire attacks were forced by the environment to turn up several times faster.

After coming out of that small restaurant, Chen Yan lost dozens of catties and looked pitiful, but when he returned to the big kitchen, he was obviously much more agile than those chefs who had not received this kind of training.

Chen Yan recalled the past in his head, and he was frying quickly with his hands. The rice grains were wrapped in egg liquid, and they continued to stir and heat in the pot, slowly releasing the aroma.

The fragrance is not very strong, at least it is not as good as the warm taste mixed with rice and eggs when you eat it, but this does not affect Chen Dong and Yang Hui's intoxicated mood.

"Hey, old Chen, it's not bad to let our son be a cook." Yang Hui suddenly thought, "Look at how delicious our son's cooking is, just this egg fried rice can be a signature dish."

"Have you ever seen a restaurant with only one dish?" Chen Dong rolled his eyes, "I think it's better to follow me."

"Then why not follow me to the neighborhood committee, at least it's close to home."

"He's a young man, why is he looking for a job and staying close to home?" Chen Dong disagreed. "I also have a car here. Later, my father and I will go to work together, and the gas bill will be saved!"

"With your salary, how much can you save by saving gas?" Yang Hui snorted.

"My salary is still low, more than 1 yuan a month. How many people can earn so much? Without my salary, how can you support you and your son? Are you relying on your 3000 yuan? Are you still not satisfied?"

"Hey, do you look down on my work? I'm a national cadre. Besides, what can you be proud of as a big man who supports his wife and children? If you can't even support your wife and children, why should I marry you!"

"You're just unreasonable. I'm a cultural person and I don't have the same knowledge as you. Anyway, I'll take care of my son's work." Chen Dong said he couldn't beat Yang Hui. Master.

"Why listen to you? I said listen to me." Yang Hui was not to be outdone.

"Let me interrupt..." Chen Yan stood behind the two of them with two bowls of egg fried rice expressionlessly, "I am 16 years old, and I am not yet of legal working age. If you insist on finding a job for me, I have I have the right to sue you for forcing your son into child labor."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dong and Yang Hui quickly explained.

Chen Dongdao: "No, son, we didn't let you go to work now... It's your mother and I who are arguing.

"Hey, it's obviously you who quarreled with me. Let me tell you, my son doesn't go to work, and I also raise him, and I raise him for nothing." Yang Hui was furious.

"Still fat for nothing, didn't you see that your son is losing weight?"

Chen Dong and Yang Hui each held a bowl of fried rice with eggs, stuffing it into their mouths desperately while not forgetting the quarrel.

Chen Yan has black lines all over his head.

It's not easy for the original little fat man.With such an unreliable pair of parents, how generous is it to be able to grow such a body?

After breakfast, Chen Yan found a lunch box and prepared to take it away, but was stopped by Yang Hui, "Yan Yan, don't take it, it will be cold later. I will reheat it at noon and send it to you."

Chen Yan thought for a while, "Will it be too much trouble for Mom?"

He had never enjoyed this kind of treatment in his previous life.Don't talk about eating cold food in the previous life, even if you didn't eat after a busy day, your mother would not dare to ask more questions.

"Why bother?" Yang Hui's eyes widened, "I can't bear to let my son eat cold."

"Okay, then bring me some more. Where's my dad?" Chen Yan looked at Chen Dong, who was packing fried rice with eggs, and couldn't help asking.

"His unit has a microwave oven, so don't worry about him." Yang Hui said impatiently, then turned her head and remembered something, and said to Chen Dong, "Remember to give the rice back to my son as pocket money!"

"Yes, I'm poor." Chen Dong pretended to be wronged and said, but Chen Yan could see that Chen Dong didn't care about Yang Hui's attitude, but rather enjoyed it.

This is a shaking M.

Chen Yan judged in his heart.

The half-day class in the morning was finally over, Cheng Cheng tidied up his books, "Chen Yan, let's go, let's go get lunch?"

"No, you can go by yourself, my mother will bring me food later."

"Auntie delivered food?" Cheng Cheng's saliva was about to flow out.

"Well, do you want to eat together? I asked my mother to bring more." Chen Yan pretended to ask.Seeing Cheng Cheng nodding his head impatiently, he secretly smiled.

He wished that one more person could taste his craft, or that this was the purpose of bringing egg fried rice to school.

"Then I'll go get some food." Cheng Cheng thought for a while, but he was too embarrassed to eat all of Chen Yan's, and knowing that Chen Yan liked to eat chicken legs, he went straight to the cafeteria and ordered two servings of braised chicken legs.

Chen Yan also quickly brought back fried rice with eggs from the back door of the school. No one cared about Yang Hui's work, so it was normal to order early.

When Cheng Cheng came back with the chicken legs, he happened to see Chen Yan staring at the giant insulated lunch box in front of him in a daze.