private kitchen

This posture and tone are very similar to the swinger brother in Goulanyuan in the TV series. He Qingshan blushed all of a sudden, pinched his hand fiercely, and then lowered his head and stared at him.

This was very ruthless, Lin Yize was pinched and withdrew his hand all of a sudden, raised his face and looked at him with a flattering smile, a bit unscrupulous and rascal, Guan Xing looked at them with a sullen face, He Qingshan was a little embarrassed, he raised his head, He smiled apologetically at Guan Xing, turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

Lin Yize pulled them both but didn't hold back, and then looked at the back of his hand that was pinched blue in an instant, and smiled at Guan Xing with some embarrassment: "Hey, everything is fine, but my temper is not very good!"

Guan Xing's complexion became a little ugly, he lowered his voice, with a reproachful tone: "You made such a fuss with your dad just because of him? You know that your dad's blood pressure was high in that weather, and now... ..."

Lin Yize didn't answer his question, and pushed the oily tofu in front of him, smiling all over his face: "Uncle Guan, let me stay here, just talk about the taste of the tongue and not talk about those messy things, let's eat the vegetables first, eat first Let's eat..."

Guan Xing took a look at him, hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still couldn't escape the temptation of delicious food, so he picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth with a sullen face.

Although I was unhappy, I have to say that this tofu is really good. It is slightly burnt on the outside, crisp and delicious, but soft and tender in the middle. It has rich layers and a full taste. The finishing touch is extraordinarily delicious and smooth.

Lin Yize explained slowly at the side: "This tofu is soaked in chicken soup for two hours, then fished out and drained, the horizontal knife costs 60 dollars per slice, and then made into a plate. The sauce is made of thick chicken soup, mushrooms , pine nut crumbs, chicken floss, ham crumbs, and some seasonings, fried repeatedly to make a sauce, but the most important thing about this dish is the last hot oil, the oil temperature is too hot, the top layer of tofu skin is easy Burnt, the temperature is slightly lower, the tofu at the bottom tends to be too tender, and the tofu on the top cannot be shaped. To ensure that each tofu can be heated evenly and turn up like a flower, Qingshan has tried dozens of times before. .”

Guan Xing was a little unhappy when he heard He Qingshan's name, but the tofu was really good, so he couldn't help but pick up a piece, sat and looked to the right, thinking of finding something wrong, but he didn't know how to say it. Just stare at the tofu.

Lin Yize thought it was interesting to see him, smiled and ate a piece with his head buried, and grinned: "Uncle Guan, is this dish not bad?"

Guan Xing snorted and didn't speak, Lin Yize waved his hand again, Fengzi brought the last dish at this time.

The last course is soup, of course, in a deep white porcelain basin, half a basin of clear soup, with a neat piece of tofu inside, the clear soup lacks water, I don’t know what tricks are hidden, although Guan Xing is now pretending to be something, but he still bears it. He couldn't help poking his neck to look over: "What is this?"

Fengzi smiled mysteriously, took out a pair of special chopsticks, and gently poked into the piece of tofu.

The chopsticks began to fluctuate gently, and the whole piece of tofu began to slowly disperse. Fengzi slowly turned his wrist, allowing the chopsticks to rotate clockwise. With the rotation of the chopsticks, the tofu slowly split into tens of thousands of pieces. A thin silvery white thread, each about half a millimeter thick, soon filled the entire soup pot with white flowers, swimming slowly.

Fengzi put away his chopsticks, and the shredded tofu in the soup basin was still spinning slowly, like countless small silver-white fish. Fengzi filled a bowl for him, handed it over respectfully, and said in a low voice: "Qiansi Wanlu, please use it slowly..."

Guan Xing has eaten a lot of this dish, but it is the first time that this kind of dish is made on the spot. This dish tastes good, but Guan Xing eats it in his mouth, but his heart is somewhat unpleasant.

He and Lin Yize's father have been old friends for many years, and Lin Yize is also the one he likes the most among Lin Tianhui's children. He just heard that Lin Yize fell out with his father because of a little boy, and he thought that this child was just for a while I couldn't think about it, so I patted my chest with Lin Tianhui and told Lin Tianhui that the child was also confused for a while, and it would be fine to persuade him, but looking at it now, this kid is obviously serious, otherwise, he wouldn't have called the little cook out halfway through the meal Show him, this... This is already a demonstration.

He also watched Lin Yize grow up, and he has always liked this child. He has no son, and he once thought that marrying one of his two daughters to him would make his life perfect.

He knew Lin Tianhui well, they had been friends for so many years, and he knew that if this person became ruthless, he would really care nothing.

He turned his head to look at Lin Yize, Lin Yize was drinking soup with a heartless face, saw him looking over, and said with a smile: "Uncle Guan, this soup is not bad..."

Guan Xing put the bowl down, and said with some seriousness: "Yize, you must know what Uncle wants to say. You are fighting against your father just because of such a little boy? Isn't this a bit too reckless, you When you are young, you may feel that love is very important for a while, but have you ever thought about it, maybe this relationship can only last for a few years or even a few months, and because of this relationship, you will lose too much..."

He waited for a while, seeing that Lin Yize didn't respond, he continued, "You know your father, let's not talk about anything else, the difference in strength between the two of you is too great, your father wants to punish you more than an ant." It's simple, Uncle Guan didn't want to see you father and son when he came this time..."

Lin Yize wiped his mouth with a napkin, then waved his hand gracefully, Fengzi brought up two cups of hot tea very appropriately, Lin Yize smiled: "This is Dahongpao from another place, and it's considered the best, Uncle Guan taste it Taste and see how it tastes?"

Guan Xing became a little anxious, and slapped the table: "Yize! I'm not here for tea..."

Lin Yize took a sip of tea, slowly raised his eyes and said, "You also said that my dad and I both understand that the two of us are not the loving father and son in an ordinary family. Even if it wasn't for this incident, we Sooner or later there will be trouble..."

He smiled, and there was more tenderness in his eyes: "That little cook, I am really serious, I like him very much, I think I should follow my mother in terms of feelings, and I won't let go when I recognize someone, And not like my dad, who puts people's hearts in his hands and plays with them at will." There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes: "He only loves himself!"

Guan Xing sighed for a long time, and insisted on persuading him: "Maybe you should find a more relaxed method. If you confront your father head-on like this, neither you nor that boy will have an easy life..."

"I know..." Lin Yize also sighed: "Not only my dad, but also my second brother... including my fourth child, they are all threats..."

He spread his hands and said helplessly: "But I have no choice, Uncle Guan, I am 30 years old, if I don't tell my father clearly, I will soon be arranged to marry a woman with family background It's..."

Guan Xing lowered his voice: "This is not a good way. You get married first, but it is just a marriage. You have seen a lot of those marriages of interest. Who will care about you..."

"Uncle Guan!" Lin Yize's face was serious: "I'm not my father, I can't let him suffer this wrong..."

Guan Xing saw that he looked recalcitrant, so he couldn't help but raise his voice: "You, you are really stubborn!!"

Lin Yize lowered his head, and there were five or six dishes on the big huanghuali wood table in front of him, exuding the aroma that made people's index fingers move. He sighed again, with a sweet taste in his tone: "Uncle Guan, you are also a fellow, I think you are the only one who can understand me!" He pointed to the table and sighed, "Think about it, it is a blessing to be able to eat such a meal every day." What a beautiful thing."

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