private kitchen

Lin Yize came over, he was a little nervous, he clenched his hands tightly underneath, and called softly: "Grandpa..."

He grew up in the south, where they were called grandpa, but in D city, he was used to being called grandpa. Mr. Huang seemed not very used to it, so he gave him a slow grace, and then stretched out his hand to him.

Looking at those serious eyes full of expectation and warmth, Lin Yize suddenly felt at a loss. He looked at Huang Juan, and then slowly took his hand.

Mr. Huang embraced his shoulders and sighed long, as if he wanted to spit out all the grievances and resentments of the past 30 years. Lin Yize felt that he was embraced by a warm embrace that he had never felt before, and his eyes turned red. , he sniffed, swallowed back his tears, then turned his head away, and whispered: "Qingshan..."

When He Qingshan heard him calling his name, he trembled nervously, his heart was beating wildly, and it took him a long time to pass by, then he followed Lin Yize and called out with some embarrassment: "En... Grandpa..."

As soon as he said this sentence, he regretted it a little. Although Mr. Huang should know their relationship, but he said it in front of so many people, it was really... He immediately lowered his head, and looked at them secretly from the corner of his eyes.

Mr. Huang laughed, but the smile only flashed across his face, and his expression suddenly became serious: "You are Mr. He's grandson? Well, I remember seeing you at Mr. He's funeral. Listen Chu Ping said it was not bad, I didn’t eat your meal this time, and I will try your cooking again later..." As he spoke, he widened his eyes: "I can't be as fooled as I was with the wontons last time!! "

Both Lin Yize and Huang Juan laughed, He Qingshan quickly nodded in response, and leaned obediently next to Lin Yize, Huang Lao glanced at them, and said in a low voice: "Hey... Live a good life..."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yize and He Qingshan let out a sigh of relief at the same time, He Qingshan secretly tugged Lin Yize's hand, Lin Yize also shook his hand, lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

The atmosphere here was joyful, and suddenly Mr. Hu shouted in a very unpleasant manner: "Hey, what should I do with this...? It's so unpalatable...."

He Qingshan turned his head helplessly, and saw Master Hu frowning and throwing a chopstick of eggs on the table, with a little bit of egg residue on the corner of his mouth, He Qingshan said with a smile: "Didn't you say you want to eat something you haven't eaten before?" Well, you have never eaten this."

"Who said it, isn't it just fried? I eat too much fried!" Master Hu glared at him, and added without fear of death: "But it's rare to see something so unpalatable..."

He Qingshan said somewhat mysteriously: "But this person made it, you have never eaten it..."

After saying this, the screen on Master Hu's side was also gently removed, and Lu Yan came out, looking at the bowl of scrambled eggs with a melancholy expression on his face.

The expression on Master Hu's face suddenly became colorful, he suddenly jumped up, opened his eyes wide, and pointed at the bowl of scrambled eggs: "This, this, this, you fried it..."

Lu Yan's face seemed to be a little ugly. He glanced at the bowl of scrambled eggs that really didn't look like it, and then at Guan Zhe who was secretly smiling with a teacup in front of his face. His face turned slightly red, which was very awkward. Hummed.

Guan Zhe couldn't help but burst out laughing, Lu Yan glared at him awkwardly, lowered his head,

He is a person who has never been in the kitchen since he was a child. If he didn't feel that his grandfather was not kind enough to hide the truth from these neighbors this time, he would not agree to He Qingshan's threats...

He glanced at Mr. Hu, and said in a low voice: "It's not delicious!!??" He reached out to take the bowl of scrambled eggs: "If it's too bad, don't eat it!!"

There was a rustling sound coming from behind, and He Qingshan didn't even need to look to know that Master Hu's calf-protecting illness was about to strike again.

Sure enough, Master Hu's voice sounded from behind: "Don't, don't, you can still eat if you eat carefully!! Hey, really!! Ouch!! My Huzi can cook!!"

He Qingshan has heard these words countless times since he was a child: "Oh, my son can buy soy sauce, oh, my son can drive, oh, my son..."

Mr. Hu has been like this since he was a child. As long as it is something Lu Yan does, he will not say anything bad. He dotes on this grandson to death.

No need to look back, He Qingshan knew that the old man's face must be smiling like a flower, his family's Huzi could cook him a meal, this was a big event worth remembering for Huzi.

He looked up at the 1.8-meter-long Lu Yan, who was 27,8 or [-] years old, and couldn't help but feel a little speechless. It was strange to say that Mr. Hu loved food so much, and almost all the children in his family didn't even enter the kitchen.

"Puff...cough cough!" Guan Zhe, who had been sitting in the back, laughed again, and immediately replaced it with a cough.

He Qingshan turned to look at Mr. Hu with a little complacency: "Fourth Master, is this something you have never eaten before?"

Mr. Hu looked at He Qingshan, then at Lu Yan, and finally pointed at He Qingshan and Lin Yize with a smile and said, "It's opportunistic, let's force it..."

As he said that, he sat down again, and tapped lightly on the ground with his cane. Huang Lao also walked back and sat down on the chair.

Lu Yan took two steps back and stood behind He Qingshan and Lin Yize.

The atmosphere seemed to be slightly dignified, Lin Yize smiled at the two of them, the two old people sat down, and their expressions became serious.

Mr. Huang picked up the tea and took a sip: "Is this the dish you cooked according to our request?"

Lin Yize smiled and said in a low voice: "Yes."

The two old men glanced at him and smiled noncommittally.

Lin Yize continued: "Qingshan once told me that he thought the best meals he had ever eaten were his mother's noodles with fried sauce, Uncle Xu's roasted eggplant, and his brother's buns. My favorite is my mother's porridge, pork ribs and any dishes made by Aoyama....

He Qingshan didn't expect that he would say such a thing in front of so many people, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and glanced at Lin Yize from the corner of his eye.

Lin Yize smiled: "Chinese food culture is extensive and profound. Frying, frying, frying and other major cuisines, everyone has their own hobbies and tastes, and every chef has his own skills and specialties, the weight of salt, sweet and sour, and seasoning. The order, the ingredients used, even the cooking tools, and the chef’s mood all affect the texture and taste of the dish, but no matter who it is, the most familiar and familiar food is the meal cooked by the loved ones.”

He paused, and raised his voice a little: "Those meals don't need the most skilled skills, or the best ingredients, as long as there is heart and love, that's enough...a meal full of love and warmth, and The food that the family eats together is the most unique and beautiful food in the world...it is a unique taste, and I think it is irreplaceable in everyone's heart!"

The side was quiet for a while, and then I heard Xu Anguo laughing and whispering: "This child, this set of words is quite good..."

People around laughed softly, and Lin Yize laughed too, but kept looking at the two old people sitting in front of him: "So this time I took it as a coincidence, I don't know if the two old people are satisfied? .

Elder Huang looked at Huang Juan, then turned his head to look at Lin Yizhe, with a smile on his face: "You child, you still understand at a young age..."

Mr. Hu took a sip of tea: "It's not bad, but..." He put down the tea bowl with a bang, and his face immediately fell down: "It's useless to say something nice, I'm still hungry!! What you said It can't be eaten as a meal, for this meal, I didn't eat much this morning..."

Someone next to him laughed again, Lin Yize curled his mouth and waved his hand lightly, only to see two waiters coming up and removing the screen behind the two old people.

All eyes were focused on the past, only to see a door behind the screen.

Lin Yize and He Qingshan walked over, Lin Yize stood in front of the door and said with a smile: "Since you are invited to come, of course you can't let everyone go back hungry..." He smiled mysteriously, and pushed He Qingshan at the same time. The door was opened to reveal a huge table filled with various hot dishes.

With a smile on his face, he made a gesture of invitation, and said respectfully: "It's almost Chinese New Year, let's have a home-cooked meal together!"

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Not long after that meal, the Chinese New Year will be here. This year's Chinese New Year is extremely lively. Everyone is in City D. Together, the two families called Mr. Hu, and the whole family went to Lin Yize's small villa. The couple had a reunion dinner together.

After the Chinese New Year, Xu Hao and Qi Si's small shop began to prepare for opening. He Qingshan's idea and Lin Yize also thought it was a good idea, and quickly helped them find a small shop on the commercial street. These two are a bit silly lucky, There happened to be a store with a good location that was in a hurry to sell. The front door was very new, the location was well decorated, the price was very reasonable, and it didn't take much effort. The couple rented this store. The craftsmanship was ready-made, and a few people wanted to I figured out a few tricks, made a few new snacks, and waited for the first month to decorate and decorate. I was almost ready to open for business.

Xu Ji on Guan Zhe's side was almost ready. They hired a master and printed a brochure. Several children even took Xu Anguo to have a look. When Xu Anguo and Yu Qinghong saw the words Xu Ji, He smiled from ear to ear, but repeatedly said that it would be great if they had that little breakfast shop.

Huang Juan returned home with Mr. Huang after a few years. She usually waited on Mr. Huang at home. When she was free, she went to Qi Chuping’s Manyue Tower to take care of her apprentices. Although she hadn’t stayed in the back kitchen for so many years, Miss Huang’s However, the craftsmanship is still beyond the reach of ordinary people. It was only later that Lin Yize and the others found out that Mr. Huang hadn't been out of the mountain these years, but he had a lot of apprentices. Manyue Tower and other big restaurants in other places were always in the hands of the old man.

Mr. Hu is still the same, eating and drinking everywhere, and I heard that he forced Lu Yan to learn two dishes during the Spring Festival vacation. Lu Yan raised his hands with a bitter face and showed them the blisters on his hands. Grandpa has nothing to do.

Anyway, this is the most comfortable and comfortable Spring Festival that Lin Yize has ever had. Every day he eats and sleeps, and when he wakes up, he plays chess with Xu Anguo, watches TV with Huang Juan and Huang Lao, and teases Mr. Hu Poor boy, the rest of the time is spent with He Qingshan all the time.

But the holidays will always be over, and besides, there were many things he hadn't settled with the Lin family before, so he had to go to the country to clean up the leftovers.

He Qingshan's vacation is over, Mr. Huang has been eyeing him early in the morning, saying that the New Year's Eve dinner was not very satisfactory, and asked him to report to Manyuelou after the fifteenth day, and he will personally train and train this grandson's "daughter-in-law".

Lin Yize also left after the fifteenth day. He took a day's flight and arrived at the destination very late. He arrived at the hotel, took a shower, and took out his mobile phone to call He Qingshan.

It took a long time for He Qingshan to pick it up, and gave a feeble feed.

Lin Yize said jokingly while wiping his hair: "Hey, what's the matter? I've only been walking for a day, just like I thought it would be like this?"

"What..." He Qingshan seemed to turn over, and complained in a low voice: "Hey, you're all here?? It's pretty fast... We... really blamed Mr. Zhou, but Mr. Zhou is not strict at all... ...Your grandfather, this is scary...you don't know what I've been through today..."

Lin Yize laughed all of a sudden, and he snorted vigorously, "What happened to my grandfather? Did he torture you? How was your training today? What have you been asked to do?"

He Qingshan heard about it for a while, then seemed to change his posture, got up a little bit of energy, and began to report in a strict manner: "When I arrived in the morning, I first paid homage to the chefs one by one, and then put on the chef's uniform. Look at your uncle. Then, I performed it all over from the basic skills. I cut vegetables in front, and your uncle watched from behind. If something went wrong, I practiced from behind. After lunch, I just practiced for a while, and when I turned my head, I was almost scared to death. I, I don’t know when it will be your grandfather, the old man just keeps staring at me with such a tiger face..." He let out a long breath on the other end of the phone, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock: "It scared me to death..."

Lin Yize thought about Huang Lao's tiger-faced look, it was really scary, he couldn't help laughing, with a mocking tone: "Look at how brave you are..."

He Qingshan raised his voice, and said with some coquettish complaints: "Think about that scene! You know how weird the atmosphere was at that time, that Master Qi in Manyuelou, usually such a domineering person, this afternoon, he was so scared I don’t dare to breathe so much, I walk on tiptoes…”

Lin Yize thought about that scene for a while, and immediately laughed even more happily.

He Qingshan couldn't help but also laughed. Now that I think about it, the scene is quite funny. In the middle of the big kitchen, there is a stern-faced old man, and the thirty or forty people who come and go next to him are cautious and dare not show their atmosphere. , even the little boy passing the dishes could lower his voice, speaking softly like a thief.

He Qingshan taught Lin Yize about today's kitchen, he rarely spoke in such a coquettish tone, Lin Yize smiled and felt a little itchy in his heart, he couldn't help lowering his voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qingshan... ...do you want me to..."

After all, the two of them felt like an old married couple now, He Qingshan understood what he was thinking when he heard his voice, he breathed out, and his voice was drawn out, with a hint of pleading: "Let me go, I'm exhausted today, if I give you a little more, I might not even be able to stand up tomorrow..."

Lin Yize was a little disappointed, but he still softened his voice: "Okay, okay...you go to sleep...wait for me to go back..."

He Qingshan hummed for a long time, was very tired, and hung up the phone after saying a few more words.

Lin Yize has been walking for more than half a month, traveling around in several countries, making one or two phone calls to He Qingshan every day, in the first few days, He Qingshan can still chat for a long time, and in the next few days, often It took He Qingshan several phone calls before he answered it, and after he answered it, he was weak, and even fell asleep in the middle of speaking once.

Lin Yize gloated a little at the beginning, thinking that this was a good thing, that a strict teacher would make a good student, but after a few days, Lin Yize looked at He Qingshan really tired, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He secretly called his mother, trying to make his mother Let's talk about love, don't make He Qingshan too tired.

Huang Juan kindly agreed, but Lin Yize called again at night, but He Qingshan was still half dead.

It seems that pleading is useless, Lin Yize wanted to laugh when he heard his weak voice, he coughed twice, then smiled and said: "I'm going to England tomorrow..."

The other side replied flatly: "Oh, let's go!" Then there was some gloating in his voice: "The food in that place is terrible..."

Lin Yize laughed again: "I might stay for a week, do you want to come over..."

"What am I going to do?" He Qingshan snorted a long time.

"Come here... Marry me..." Lin Yize's voice was full of charm.

"Humph..." He Qingshan snorted, as if he didn't take it seriously: "Then you go ask your grandfather for a leave, if he wants to let him go, I will marry you right away..."

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