How to break into a Chinese book

Dreams are conscious activities on the surface of the human brain during sleep. Maybe they are unforgettable in sleep, but they will most likely turn into clouds when they wake up.

Even if a small number of people can remember their dreams, most of them are just fragmented pictures and fragments.

That's how Jiang Yan woke up.

But before the meeting, I took a nap, and countless thrilling things had already happened in my dream.

He woke up at the same time as millions of other people who had the same bizarre dreams. Some of them simply forgot the moment they woke up, and some of them might have some memories, but they would have forgotten them a few hours later. the back of the head.

After several years of looping in the infinite world, it is just a 5-minute dream in the real world.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang?" The assistant woke him up, holding a document and putting it on his desk, "There is a meeting in 10 minutes that requires you to attend..."

"Shen also—"

Jiang Yan woke up suddenly, with a frightened and reluctant expression on his face, which startled the assistant next to him.

"Are you having a nightmare? Do you want me to pour you a cup of iced coffee?" The assistant's caring care was left behind by Jiang Yan, who waved his hand to signal the assistant to leave.

He quickly pulled out the notebook in the folder and recorded everything in his dream.

He knows that this is not just a dream, these experiences are just like dreams, some of the older ones have been blurred, but fortunately he still has a deep impression on him about the things related to Shen Yi, and he must write them down before he forgets them.

Every time I write a word, the smiling face of that person will be reproduced in my mind.

Shen also...

How are you?are you still there?

He quickly recorded all the relevant information about Shen Yi, but Jiang Yan still couldn't remember one thing. He only knew that Shen Yi was a very good hotel chef, but which hotel was it?

He pressed the landline on the table and told his assistant Xiao Wang, "Go and check for me the information of Chinese chefs in all five-star and above hotels in China."

Since when did the president become interested in the chef profession?

Xiao Wang was a little confused, but he still took Jiang Yan's request seriously: "Alright Mr. Jiang, are you going to a meeting now?"

Jiang Yan raised his hand and stroked the name on the inside of the notebook that he wrote countless times: "No, cancel the meeting, cancel all the work these days."

Xiao Wang couldn't control his surprised voice on the other end of the phone: "Huh?"

"I'm going..." Jiang Yan said in a deep voice, "Find a wife."

Xiao Wang:? ? ?

Shen Yi had a good night's sleep at the parent meeting held by his cousin Tu Hua, and then called his aunt to report the situation with almost full marks in each subject: "Report to my aunt, Tu Hua's grades are top-notch, and his name will always be printed on the honor list. A row, is simply a fighter among the top students!"

"I suspect that you asked me to hold this parent-teacher meeting to ridicule me, a scumbag?"

The aunt's gentle voice laughed on the other end of the phone: "I asked you to go because I really couldn't leave. Besides, who said you are a scumbag? Your grades in school were much better than that kid Tuhua gone."

Why didn't he know that he was so awesome?

Quan Dang's aunt was trying to comfort herself, but Shen Yi didn't take it to heart: "I just took half a day off today, Tu Hua did so well in the exam, why don't we find a private kitchen restaurant to have a meal together? I'll cook , the head chef of the Seven Star Hotel won't cook casually for others!"

"Okay, I got it, so let's meet at the restaurant at four o'clock in the afternoon?" the aunt said, "You tell your uncle and Tu Hua."

There is a private kitchen near Shen Yi's home.

The environment of this restaurant is very good, and I usually choose it for gatherings with friends and family.

The most important thing is that this private kitchen is also equipped with a fully equipped kitchen, allowing customers to cook by themselves.

Shen Yi would always be begged by his friends to cook at every gathering. After all, he was so skilled that he had to wait in line to eat his dishes in restaurants, so he simply let his relatives and friends take advantage of the gathering in a private kitchen to feast on their food.

After Shen Yi called his uncle and cousin, he went to the private kitchen to prepare.

Today, the cousin of the parent meeting didn't have to go to class, so he accompanied him to help out early. When Shen Yi's pineapple glutinous rice balls, braised Sixi meatballs, and almond spinach were all on the table, my aunt and uncle rushed over.

As soon as my uncle came in, he rolled up his sleeves and followed closely to help in the kitchen: "Xiao Yi, what do you want me to do?"

Shen Yi is also not polite: "Uncle, peel off the garlic on the table for me, and make steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli. I remember you like this."

Shen Yi's uncle, Tu Zhen, is 40 years old this year. He works in an investment bank and is busy every day without touching the ground. However, whenever he has time, he will help his aunt with housework. He is a new and nice man.

He was also good to Shen Yi, just as Shen Yi was accepted by the hotel, Tu Zhen helped him choose a [-]-square-meter apartment nearby, and even paid the down payment for him.

Although Shen Yi's parents died young, he does not lack the warmth of his family. He really regards his aunt and uncle as family members.

Tu Zhen sighed while peeling the garlic: "Time flies so fast, Xiao Yi is almost 25 years old in a blink of an eye."

"My personality has changed a lot."

"Yes."

Shen Yi's aunt, Shen Lan, was also caught in the memory: "Xiao Yi used to be quite sensitive. I remember that when we first got married, your parents said that Xiao Yi's adoption procedures were not complete, and they asked us to get married. I got married and formally went through the adoption process, but somehow he misunderstood that I didn't want him anymore, and insisted on going to boarding school with a face, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, it was useless!"

"During that time, I have been in tears..."

Shen Yi raised his head in surprise.

adopt?Adoption procedures?Isn't aunt his own aunt?Why do you still want to adopt?

Apparently he forgot a lot of details.

After such a reminder from his aunt and uncle, he vaguely understood: it turned out that he was not a parent who died, but was abandoned, and it was his aunt who adopted him.

After he stubbornly wanted to go to a boarding school, my uncle had no choice but to help him choose the best boarding school and visit him often.

Shen Yi was chopping vegetables, his head was buzzing.

It seems that I vaguely remembered something, but I can't remember it clearly.

He always felt that something big happened to him, but in his memory, he just went to elementary school and middle school smoothly, and finally was admitted to the chef school. The talent for cooking seemed to be born with him. With a little effort, he was accepted Hired as a chef at the Feynman Hotel.

Then, relying on his excellent cooking skills, he became the head chef in just two years.

Although he doesn't remember who his biological parents are, and he doesn't know what happened in his childhood, at least his life now is what he imagined.

Having family, friends, career, stability and happiness.

Shen Yi brought the last dish of steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli to the table, interrupting the depressed mood between my aunt and uncle: "Okay, the past is over, you see I am not a sunny and positive young man Is it?"

"That's true!" Uncle laughed, "Our Xiaoyi is so good."

"Hey..." Shen Yi patted Tu Hua on the shoulder, "Stop praising me, we are celebrating Tu Hua today. After all, he is as good a student as he is, and he got the first place in the grade."

Tu Hua sighed: "Didn't you see my math paper? It's horrible."

"A score of 120 is still miserable? I got 139 in the Chinese test, brother, perfect score in composition! I want to kneel down and sing to you Conquer!" Shen Yi comforted him.

"Chinese is not difficult, it's just that Su Dongpo fights, Li Bai and Du Fu climb a mountain..."

Tu Hua's casual remark seemed to turn on a strange switch in Shen Yi's mind.

Su Dongpo fights, Li Bai and Du Fu climb mountains...

Why do I always feel as if I have seen such a picture somewhere?

Seeing that Shen was also in a daze, Tu Zhen picked a scallop for him, and asked casually, "By the way, I heard that the chefs of some of your hotels recently appeared on a cooking competition show. How was the result?"

Shen Lan had the most right to speak, and said excitedly: "The little sisters in my office completely watch this cooking show as a talent show! It is said that our Xiaoyi stands out from the crowd of chefs with big belly, just watching him cook Satisfied!"

Shen Yi scratched his head embarrassingly: "There are a lot of fans here..."

Because of such a cooking show, Shen Yi's Weibo, which he hadn't used for a long time, suddenly gained more than [-] fans. All major video sites are full of videos of his cooking. up.

What's even more exaggerated is that he can meet fans on the way home from get off work these days, and even little girls come to him to take pictures and sign autographs.

Shen Yi enjoyed the meal, and was about to go to the front desk of the restaurant to open a bottle of red wine and have a drink with his uncle, when he saw the waiter at the door of their box stop a person.

This person is wearing a valuable suit, looks like a male model, tall and leggy, with handsome features, but his behavior is a bit out of tune with his aristocratic temperament.

When he saw Shen Yi push the door out, his face was full of surprise and joy, he pushed away the waiter who stopped him, and rushed towards Shen Yi: "Shen Yi! You are really here! Great, you are really... ..."

Which crazy fan is it again?Dare he have male fans?

Shen Yi took a step back without any trace, avoiding his embrace: "Who are you?"

The person in front of him was stunned.

His originally excited eyes dimmed instantly, but there was still a happy smile on his lips: "I am Jiang Yan."

As he said that, he paused, and handed the brown paper notebook in his hand to Shen Yi: "You... have a look at this."

Jiang Yan had long been prepared that Shen Yi would forget him.

But when he really met the strange and alienated eyes, his chest was still sore and throbbing.

This notebook contains all the details of the relationship between the two of them that he wrote down the first moment he woke up. He believes that as long as Shen Yi reads the contents, he will definitely recall all the past between the two of them.

However, what he didn't expect was that Shen Yi didn't open the notebook at all, but just wrote a few words on the title page of the notebook with a water-based brush that he carried with him, returned it to Jiang Yan with a smile, and walked away.

Jiang Yan opened the cover of the notebook, only to see a line of elegant small characters written on the title page:

[TO Jiang Yan: I wish you a delicious meal]

【Shen Yi】

Jiang Yan:? ? ?

Dare to write a TO sign for him?