Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

The kitchen has been busy for nearly an hour, and the table is filled with dishes, including sweet and sour fish, stir-fried shrimps, garlic greens, Dongpo pork, braised pork with pickled vegetables, and the last dish is egg and tofu soup.

Seeing the delicious and delicious dishes on the table, Aunt Zhang sighed: "Except for making green vegetables and tofu soup, I know nothing about these dishes."

Mr. Cheng’s house has a lot of ingredients, but unfortunately Aunt Zhang doesn’t know how to cook many of them.

Just like prunes, she tried making them several times, but they didn't taste good.

There are also shrimps. Aunt Zhang is from Xihai and she doesn’t know how to cook seafood.

She kept frying the shrimp until it was spicy.

As a result, Mr. Cheng always said it was not delicious.

"Xiao Zhang, sit down and eat together."

Mr. Cheng said with a smile: "Try the little girl's craftsmanship."

Xia Chutang helped serve the rice and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhang, try the tofu soup I make and what's the difference between the one you make."

"Okay! Then I won't be polite today."

As she said this, Aunt Zhang was thinking in her heart: What can be done with tofu soup?

After all, after decades of cooking, she still didn't believe she would lose to a little girl.

Although the dishes on the table look bright, they don't necessarily taste good.

"Cheng Jiaxuan, try the Dongpo pork I made. If there is something wrong with the taste, you can tell me and I will improve it next time."

"it is good!"

She said next time!

Cheng Jiaxuan felt excited.

A total of six pieces of Dongpo meat were made. Cheng Jiaxuan's eyes were filled with anticipation when he saw the pieces of meat tied up with ropes.

Putting aside the taste, at least the appearance of the dish made by Xia Chutang was the same as in his memory.

Aunt Zhang was a little confused: "Isn't this just braised pork!?"

"Auntie, Dongpo pork is different from braised pork."

Xia Chutang explained patiently: "Dongpo pork is mainly braised. Braised pork is mainly stir-fried. Braised pork should be slightly chewier, while Dongpo pork should be soft and rotten."

If not tied with rope, the braised Dongpo pork will fall apart.

"Grandpa Cheng, please try this dish."

Xia Chutang picked up a piece with serving chopsticks and gave it to the old man.

Mr. Cheng responded repeatedly, and after taking a bite, a flash of surprise flashed in his old eyes.

"Amazing! This tastes even better than what I had at the local chef before!"

"Grandpa Cheng, you praise me so much, I'm going to be proud."

Xia Chutang turned to look at the young man: "Cheng Jiaxuan, what do you think?"

"Tangtang——"

Cheng Jiaxuan's voice was choked with sobs: "The taste is exactly the same as in my memory."

The last time I ate Dongpo Pork, my parents were still around.

This is the smell that Cheng Jiaxuan feels happiest.

When Mr. Cheng saw his grandson's expression, he knew that he missed his parents.

The topic changed: "Tangtang, you can cook this well. Who did you learn it from?"

"I had a few chats with the chef at West Tai Fung."

Xia Chutang laughed, "Go back and study it yourself."

Mr. Cheng knew this was not the truth as soon as he heard it.

But he didn't ask any more questions and nodded: "Jiaxuan knows you, so I will take advantage of it."

"Girl, your cooking is really good."

Aunt Zhang now tasted all the dishes that were served.

All that was left in my heart was admiration: "No wonder the old man always said that my fried shrimps are not delicious. Only after eating yours did I know the difference."

"And this tofu soup, so delicious!"

"Miss Xia, your cooking skills are really good. If you get married in the future, your husband's family will definitely like it." Aunt Zhang praised her repeatedly.

Cheng Jiaxuan frowned slightly: "Aunt Zhang, will Tangtang marry one person in the future, or a large family?"

Cheng Jiaxuan was very uncomfortable hearing these words.

"Jiaxuan, you are still young and don't understand. When we Xihai people marry a daughter-in-law, they don't need to be educated, but their cooking skills must be good."

Aunt Zhang talked about the wedding customs in Xihai: "If you are a good cook, you will be less considerate when you go to your husband's house. If you are a bad cook, your relatives will poke your spine."

"If this is really the case, then it's okay not to marry into this kind of family."

Cheng Jiaxuan replied with a cold face.

The smile on Aunt Zhang's face froze, a little embarrassed: "We are all like this here. Unlike big shots like you..."

Then he asked: "Tangtang, are you from Xihai?"

Xia Chutang nodded and said, "I'm from Xihai. But...my family doesn't have these rules."

"Then there must be no boys in your family!"

Aunt Zhang said with certainty, "But with your cooking skills, you will definitely not have to worry about finding your husband's family in the future. Whoever gets a daughter-in-law like you will be lucky."

Cheng Jiaxuan still wanted to argue, but was kicked out.

As soon as I raised my head, I met the girl's smiling eyes, "Eat well!"

"Ah."

Cheng Jiaxuan obeyed and did not argue with Aunt Zhang anymore.

It was still early after dinner, so Xia Chutang was not in a hurry to leave and sat in the living room chatting with Mr. Cheng.

"Grandpa Cheng, I heard from a friend that there is a laboratory in Beijing that studies people with special abilities. Is it true?"

"Oh, your friend is really awesome. Have I told you such confidential things?"

Mr. Cheng was very vigilant and asked, "Can I ask what his name is?"

"His name is...Zhang Dashan." Xia Chutang made it up casually.

"I've never heard of this name."

Mr. Cheng recalled it for a moment, with a serious look on his face, "Tangtang, why are you asking this? Did someone ask you to ask?"

Xia Chutang knew that the old man was afraid of leaking the secret, and said: "I heard from my friends that there will be research on people with supernatural powers. I have been very clear-headed recently and I learn things quickly. I am afraid of being targeted..."

"a ha ha ha--"

When Mr. Cheng heard this, he almost laughed and comforted him, "Then you don't have to worry at all."

After that, he pointed at his grandson and said, "This guy's IQ is already over 180, but he's not even qualified to go to the laboratory."

"Then... what are the laboratory standards?" Xia Chutang continued to pretend to be curious and asked.

Mr. Cheng briefly said: "For example, being able to pick up objects from afar, seeing through the eyes, having infinite strength, or generating electricity with bare hands? That's probably what it's like."

Some strange people who are rarely seen are the main research objects.

"Is there really such a person in the world?"

Xia Chutang's eyes widened with a look of disbelief: "I thought it was only in comic books."

"The world's great wonders."

Seeing the little girl's interest, Mr. Cheng said, "But so far, this kind of person only has the ability to do tricks.

Just like a research subject I know, he can generate electricity with his bare hands, but it is only effective for light bulbs below 40W, and it will fail if he replaces other things. "

"If it is such a useless ability, then why does the laboratory still exist?"

"The main direction of the laboratory now is genes."

Mr. Cheng could not say too much. He only said: "Once different gene fragments can be found in these special humans, we may be able to overcome diseases and even life and death."

"Little girl, if you are interested in this, you can major in biology in college in the future, and I can guide you then."

"Grandpa Cheng, I can't do research."

Xia Chutang waved her hand: "It's okay to let me cook, but let me use the test tube to look at the microscope, please spare me."

Even though his academic performance improved after his rebirth, Xia Chutang never thought about studying or doing research.

Seeing the young girl's straightforward refusal, Mr. Cheng asked with great interest: "Then what major do you want to study in the future?"