Cooking

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Buroni wanted to do something practical with the mind of a reformer, but his father sighed lightly when he saw it. The kid's earnestness was a bit too much, too much.

I want to mention something about my son, but I don't know where to start. I have a mediocre temperament, and I can't hinder the enthusiasm of the heir. The patriarch, who is used to idleness, confessed his worries to his wife in private, but he didn't get enough understanding.

In Mrs. Fanny's thinking, it is of course good for her son to think wholeheartedly about the family business. The staff can just perform their duties. It never occurred to China that people manage things, Europe treats people with things, and the national conditions are different. The way of dealing with is also different.

Master Bu couldn't find a suitable person to talk about at home, and he didn't want to talk about it with his old friends. Everyone envied him for having a good wife and two good sons. He was able to talk, but it was a pity that he went out to wander around the world again. After thinking about it, he only thought that the elder Zhike of Manshuyuan was still a close friend.

The hotel was on vacation that day, and Bu Wei decided to go to Manshuyuan early in the morning to relax. He set off without asking his son to get in the car by himself. When he arrived at the intersection, he saw Li Xiangrong waiting for the bus with a big bag. When he asked about going home, he happened to be on the way.

For this friend of his son, Bu Wei really can't see clearly.When we first met in Manshuyuan, I didn’t think there was anything special about it. If my son brought him back, he would treat it as a thin noodle for the heir. He didn't take the little apprentice to heart at all.

The fried wontons that night were very good, and his culinary skills were so high that even the old gourmets were amazed, but this alone may not necessarily make him a genius, and his level in the subsequent tests was mediocre According to Buwei, he has the potential to occasionally perform beyond the ordinary, and has the stamina to rise steadily. As his son's peers, he can be regarded as a talent.

But the son doesn't seem to think so, and the importance he attaches to Li Xiangrong is no small matter, which makes the father wonder whether the way young people get along has changed, or whether he really thinks too much.

Looking carefully at Ah Rong's appearance, he is just a young man with an average appearance, with the childishness of a boy remaining on his face, and his round eyes are bright and pleasing. Standing in the crowd, there is nothing special about him, let alone the natural glow of Buroni. Body-like appearance compared.

Bu Wei put his hands on the steering wheel carelessly, squinting at the timid employee in the co-pilot seat, Li Xiangrong fastened his seat belt in a regular manner, and looked straight at the road ahead with a look of embarrassment.

"Arong, how is your family doing?" The big boss thought who wouldn't say that he was amiable, why was the kid so scared, and decided to find something to say in a friendly manner.

"Okay, very good," Arong replied stammeringly, "Thank you, Mr. Bu, everything in my house is fine."

Open the sunroof of the car, slow down, the sun is shining outside the window, and the heat is not rising, driving in the middle of the green fields in the suburbs is really comfortable, Bu Wei snorted softly, and said in a deep voice, "Did Lonnie and you go out to drink at night?"

This is where the father of concession is uncomfortable. Bu Langni is good at everything, he just spends leisurely time with his father.

They have different temperaments. When I was a child, I could control myself from finishing my homework and watching cartoons. Now I am so devoted to family planning that I rarely go to class reunions, let alone go out drinking with a single friend?

Speaking of Bu Wei, Bu Wei had to reflect on his educational thoughts back then. As a mixed-race child with a superior family background and good looks, Bu Lang Ni was raised in a private kindergarten for nobles with distinct classes and grew up to a middle school. When I graduated from junior high school, my father told me, "Staying in that kind of naive and narrow environment will become a fool without social common sense, and will say stupid things like 'If you don't have rice, why don't you eat meat porridge'?" Ordinary citizens’ high schools to experience the lives of ordinary teenagers are conducive to growth.” The sudden whim was thrown to the civilian high school where Li Xiangrong was, but he was excluded by ordinary teenagers for three years.

The belated parents finally found that there were signs of a fight on their son. After questioning, they realized that the gangsters in the class had mixed up and bullied him not once or twice. He was robbed of money, beaten and isolated and laughed at by his classmates. The parent's words are simply unheard of, and the son wanted to transfer another school under anger, but was stopped lightly by the son.

"Not everyone is a bad person. Ordinary life is quite interesting." The father still remembers his son's green eyes shining when he said this.

Teenagers have their own brutal youth. Bu Weiyao thinks back to the youthful years when he went to Europe alone after he turned against his mother, so he no longer cares about it. Later, what made the adults uneasy is that Bu Langni stood up to the prince With such a handsome appearance, he has never seen a girl dating him until he was 20 years old!This is even worse than his younger brother who has a girlfriend group at the age of 12. It is understandable that he couldn't find his first love in high school. Now that he has been in college for two years, he has never stayed out at night, or there is any sign of ambiguity.

His wife, Fanny, once asked him worriedly, did our Buroni have some physical and psychological problems?Why is it so big that you have no idea at all?In his room, there are no Playboys under the bed, no suspicious CDs in the drawer, and no Kleenex boxes by the bedside!Fanny also took the initiative to put two copies on his bedside, and even added an extra copy of WInQ. (a gay fashion magazine distributed worldwide), but her son calmly put the magazines in the wastebasket.

Bu Wei felt that this son was simply a saint, he couldn't find any flaws in his character, and he didn't have any interest in life.He would rather his son cause some trouble, than see him restrain himself more and more like an ascetic after leaving that high school.

Thinking of this, Bu Wei sighed again.

Li Xiangrong replied honestly, a few days ago, Bu Langni and his senior went to the bar, and they just greeted him casually.

Going to the bar also reported to his father first before setting off. Bu Wei knew that it was the upright Mr. Zheng who invited him, and the place was also serious. At that time, Bu Wei was calling for his son, you should also go to some recreational place and indulge yourself. , don’t live such a pure life, father, I am really under psychological pressure, it makes me feel sorry for my mother back then...

It's a pity that Buroni doesn't know the twisted love of his mother and father.

When Bronney came home disheveled and out of breath in the middle of the night, his parents were waiting for him in the living room with champagne in their eyes, with wretched smiles on their faces, interrogating their son about what he had never done before. Whether Ye Gui had an affair, the answer he got was that his friend was drunk and brought someone back.

The parents were so embarrassing.

Looking sideways, Bu Wei asked, "Arong, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Huh?" Ah Rong looked at the big boss stupidly, and it took him a long time to realize it, and he said no.

"Then find one," the big boss kindly taught, "I will be working for half a year soon, I should give you a higher salary, and go out to play more when you have free time. Young people should be energetic."

"I never thought about it..." the little apprentice said sadly, "There are too many things to learn, and I haven't had that idea yet."

Are aspiring young people very popular these days?Bu Wei was depressed, thought for a while and asked again, "Your high school must have had a class flower, right? Have you ever had an unrequited love?"

"School belle?" Arong raised his head in contemplation, and answered after a while, "At that time, no girl was as beautiful as Bulangni!"

As soon as his hand slipped, the car ran in a big S shape.

Dad Bu yelled in his heart, my son is the school belle, the school belle is the school belle...

Two hours later, Bu Wei parked the car in the center of the small town with a dazed expression. Ah Rong got out of the car with his things, bid him farewell carefully, and sincerely asked him to be careful on the way to Manshuyuan.

Ah Rong walked into the convenience store of his grandparents in the town, and the grandmother and mother who were staying in the store sat down in front of him in surprise and asked him how he was doing recently. The family reunion was very happy, even though Ah Rong was going back to the market that day But at least they can stay at home for most of the day. The gray-haired grandma will close the shop immediately if she says anything, and ask the family to go back and cook a good meal.

Here, Ah Rong happily waited for the delicious food, and of course he had to enjoy the taste of his grandmother and mother when he returned home. Over there, he arrived at Manshuyuan like a sleepwalker, and suddenly got a thrill——

"Your high school must have a class belle, right? Have you ever had an unrequited love?"

"School belle? No girl is as beautiful as Bulangni!"

Does this mean that you are unrequitedly in love with my son?

The author has something to say: Dad who writes steps is so cheerful~~~ On the surface, he is elegant, calm and personable, but in fact he is delicious, playful, and easy to blow up, so cute~~~

Thanks to Mrs. Fanny for accepting him and not letting him go out to harm others~~

Almost 30 years ago, he was a rebellious youth who ran to Europe. It was an awkward child who was 18 years old. At that time, Chef Lu was already 30 years old and started a family.Bu's father met Fanny when he was 20 years old, and they stayed in France until his mother was critically ill and returned to China to inherit Bu's family when he was 25 years old.

Currently

Bruni: 20 years old

Buwei: 48 years old

Lu Yong: 60 years old

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When it was getting dark, Arong received a call from Bu Langni, saying that he had picked up his father at Manshuyuan, and asked him if he wanted to go back together.Ah Rong thought it would be great to take a ride back and forth, so he quickly said that he was waiting at the bus stop at the street corner, and after a while he got into Bu's car with big bags and small bags.

Bu Wei slumped in the back seat with a tired look, Bu Lang Ni frowned and explained, "I came here this afternoon, and I had dinner with my dad at Manshu Courtyard. He seems to have a bit of heat stroke."

Li Xiangrong glanced worriedly, and asked casually, "Why don't you come to my house when you have time, it's only half an hour's walk from Manshuyuan."

"I'm here for dinner at Manshuyuan," Brony said, turning on the headlights of the car. The light yellow light illuminated the road, and the green field seen during the day was submerged by night, and only the whistling wind could be heard.

Bu's father took a few sips from a bottle of water and asked his son to play some music to listen to.

"My mother's cooking is delicious," Ah Rong said disapprovingly of the food at Manshuyuan, but happily showed off, "I ate fried oak fungus, bamboo shoots with pickled cabbage, roasted tofu with green vegetables, roasted sweet potatoes, and corn in the afternoon. Soup, cold wild vegetables, oatmeal and rice, grapes, mangoes, papayas, dragon fruit...it's killing me," he said while rubbing his stomach.

"Vegetarian?" Buroni continued, "I ate Manshuyuan's emerald shrimp, fried fish fillets in tomato sauce, lotus leaf meat, mushroom chicken, and stir-fried bitter gourd..."

"There are also Maoxiangzijiang and coral cabbage pier," Step's father added weakly, "I ate too much fiber in one go, and I feel so uncomfortable."

Buroni looked up at his father in the mirror, and said with a smile, "Father is too greedy, and he will lose his figure in a few years. The saddest thing in the world is that a hero loses his life, a beautiful woman is late, and a handsome man loses weight."

Bu's father patted Ah Rong on the shoulder, "Do you know how to cook the dishes we ate just now?"

"I've seen a few, but I'm not very good at it, but I can think about it," Ah Rong replied, "Su Zhai is gluten-gluten tofu, and it's easier to play."

"Do you believe that a good chef can make a dish that you have only eaten once, and the taste of the ingredients is exactly the same." Bu Wei asked seriously.

"How is it possible," Buroni answered immediately, "Just because a good eater can tell the recipe of the ingredients doesn't mean that a good chef can copy them completely. There are really such powerful characters who don't go around eating around and become the god of food."

Buwei ignored his son, and urged Arong to answer with his eyes. Arong hesitated, "Isn't it possible, the method can't be tasted, and there are secret formulas and so on."

"If you know the secrets of the ingredients and recipes, can you make exactly the same dishes?" Bu Wei continued to ask.

"No..." Arong thought, "It can't be the same every time, just like every time my mother stir-fries vegetables in the same way, but the taste is always different."

"Because the mind is different," Buroni said lightly, "People's moods are changing all the time, and moods drive the swings of feelings. When a person is happy and when he is sad, the things he makes are absolutely different. A dish It is impossible to keep the taste of eternity, nothing is static."

"What emotion did Lonnie taste from today's dishes?" Papa Bu asked back.

"The dishes last time were indifferent and quiet, but today's dishes feel a little weird," Buroni thought about the words, "I feel a little uneasy and chaotic."

"It's amazing," Arong said in surprise, "Can you taste it?"

"This is the basic quality of Taotie," Buroni said with a light smile, "The responsibility of Taotie is to distinguish the meaning of food, and the chef should not be fooled easily."

"Then can you taste the feeling of my cooking?" Ah Rong immediately asked, "Is the watermelon cup I made yesterday noon good?"

Buroni gave him a sideways look, "You're ashamed to say, isn't it just carving a few flowers on the watermelon, hollowing out the melon and putting a bunch of various fruits, so that's considered a dish?"

"Uh, it's summer, it's better to eat more fruits," Arong bowed his head in a low voice.

"You don't have to worry about carving knives, you're not an artist," Buroni continued, "I'm going to have an exam this month, so don't think about it."

"Lonnie," Bu Wei said, "The exam is not here to scare people, it's just a way to communicate."

"Yeah, who cares if the test is good or not?" Buroni speeded up his driving attitude irritably, "No matter how anxious I am, the chefs are still working leisurely, and I can't do anything to them! "

"Do you want to lay off employees?" Arong asked timidly, "I am so nervous every time I take the exam, and then I end up at the end of the exam every time. I spend another month in fear, and I don't know how long I can stay."

Bronney was stunned, it seemed that Li Xiangrong was the first to connect the exam with layoffs, and the others didn't feel any nervousness.

Bu Wei sighed, "It's better to communicate with everyone more, Lonnie, don't put too much pressure on yourself and others."

"I think everyone is very serious. Everyone is very attentive when cooking or preparing for exams," Ah Rong said. "Maybe you don't stay in the kitchen all the time, but no one is lazy. I really love this job.”

"Of course that's fine," Bu smiled, "Ah Rong, you also work very hard, don't need to be nervous, you won't lay off staff."

"If you want to lay off, you won't be fired!" Buroni said abruptly, and his father quickly patted the back of his son's head to change the subject, "Why did you go in the morning?"

"I went to the school library to return books, and I happened to meet Professor Lezheng. He said that he would hold a professor's party at our home next month. There were about a dozen people, and we wanted to have a good meal." Buroni said lightly, "Those People are rich and free and have high self-esteem, so I have to think about the menu."

"Well, discuss it more with your brothers." It's a business matter, and Bu Wei is also very cautious. "This kind of gathering is very good. It's too early to eat crabs next month, so we have to have something unique."

"There is a professor who teaches history. His family is rich and he has a big mouth. It is said that he complained a lot when he ate a full banquet in Hong Kong. If he is dealt with, other people will be fine." Buroni said slowly, recalling the conversation .

"It makes no sense for me not to know such a famous gourmet," Bu Wei said, "Maybe it's just bragging, anyway, let's do our best."

"Distinctive," said Bronnie with his head held high

, "There are a few new dishes that have been tinkered with recently, but it seems that they have not yet reached the point of being a signature, and the level is not stable enough."

Hearing this, Ah Rong's heart suddenly moved, and he asked tentatively, "Mr. Bu, our Bu family cuisine has been around for hundreds of years. It is a high-quality official cuisine. I don't know how it is different from palace cuisine?"

The spirit who claims to be the master cook lazily entrenched in his mind. After getting up once, he said that he needed to rest because he had consumed too much spiritual power. Without this master, he can't survive.

Bu Wei thought for a while and said, "The palace dishes strictly follow the traditional recipes, not to mention the complicated craftsmanship. The Qing court mostly followed the old recipes of the Manchus, which tended to be greasy and fishy, ​​while the official dishes merged from the north to the south and innovated from time to time. Of course, the vitality of the official dishes must be strong. Some, the court restaurants on the market now, people just go there to eat for fame, how many of them are real palace dishes?"

"However, the prototype of the official cuisine was indeed born out of the palace cuisine. On the surface, the specifications of the dishes were deleted, but the actual production is not simpler than the palace cuisine. On the contrary, it is more refined because of the social needs of officials."

"That's right, who dares to say that the dishes given by the emperor are not delicious. If you eat at someone else's house, you can complain in private," Ah Rong said clearly, "That means that there is competition and progress, right."

"I don't see how smart you are," Buroni said with a smile, "Why are you suddenly interested in court food? Want to eat it?"

"Where is it, just ask." Arong waved his hand, thinking, master, you can just teach me a few special dishes, it's too difficult for me to remember.

"During the Qianlong Dynasty, the emperor brought a few cooks from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Beijing during his tour. Later, no private chefs could enter the imperial dining room, and the court chefs who came out of the imperial dining room opened restaurants among the people and spread dishes. Therefore, in the late Qing Dynasty, the royal family We all often order takeaway." Bu Wei said, "It's easy to go from high to low, but it must be under certain conditions. Once our Bu family falls from a high place, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back."

After talking about heavy topics all night, Buroni found that Li Xiangrong's face was a little dark, and suddenly said, "It's almost here, it's still early, why don't we go out to play again?"

When Bu Wei heard this, he immediately pricked up his ears, but he said casually, "Go home first and put down the car. If you want to go out, take a taxi, so as not to be unsafe."

Bruni looked at him suspiciously, nodded and said, "Ah Rong, why don't you just come home, there's good red wine at home, and we can cook some side dishes by ourselves, it's very noisy outside."

"Go out and play," Bu Wei hurriedly stopped, "What's fun at home, you young people would like to go to a lively place, I don't worry about it when I'm so old."

Does this mean that it doesn't matter if you don't come back at night? Ah Rong didn't think about it, but Buroni's eyes flashed sharply, and he said naturally, "Then dad, you should go home and rest early, and leave me alone."

Bu Wei nodded in a complicated mood, glanced at Li Xiangrong, and said slowly, "Zhang Dongguan, a chef from Suzhou who was brought back to Beijing by Emperor Qianlong, made a 'Suzao elbow square', which was put on the court menu. The main ingredients are: 1 piece of pork knuckle About 2 catties, sesame oil 4 taels 6 qian, wine 4 qian, 1 green onion, tangerine peel 2 slices, fresh ginger 4 liang, rock sugar 4 qian, mushroom [-] qian, radish [-] slices, licorice. Wash the singeing hair, put it in a pot, fry it with sesame oil until it turns yellow, then change the pot and pour water, add licorice, radish, tangerine peel, fresh ginger and elbow, simmer for an hour on medium heat, then take out the elbow and put it on the In a casserole, add soy sauce, rock sugar, wine, green onions, ginger, mushrooms and water, simmer for an hour on medium heat, and serve when the soup is exhausted. It not only retains the natural flavor of the elbow, but also is quite chewy..."

Ah Rong looked at the boss strangely, why did he suddenly memorize the menu?

Bruni said leisurely, "Understood, the heat is very important, eat as much as you want."

The author has something to say: Dad step, are you telling your son to hurry up?==

I don't know anything, I wrote this chapter in a daze, the plot is not in the outline at all, the copywriting is really unbelievable...

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