Different God of Cooking [Rebirth]

Zhao An is very familiar with the Splendid Art Palace in Rongcheng. He has performed here many times, and he came to the backstage lounge without any guidance from others.

Zhao An saw Ji Jiashu from a distance, and he was thanking the staff one by one.Not only the government/officials who planned the event, but also lighting engineers, hosts, etc.

From the beginning to the end of this performance, Ji Jiashu was basically negotiating with the organizer. Ji's father once wanted to come forward, but Ji Jiashu refused.

The reason is very simple, in Ji Jiashu's view, Zhao An is already able to take care of himself, and he also hopes to handle these chores by himself.

Therefore, whether it is the communication during the preparation period or the final thanks at this time, it is all done by Ji Jiashu himself.

Seeing this scene, Zhao An stopped his steps.Seeing Ji Jiashu trying to learn how to socialize with others, Zhao An suddenly felt full of heart.

In order not to disturb Ji Jiashu, Zhao An deliberately found a far corner and waited for Ji Jiashu to finish these trivial matters.

"Then thank you, Uncle Li. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Ji Jiashu and the person in charge of this event said that the politeness and spring breeze made all the staff feel good.After getting along these days, it is hard for them to believe that Ji Jiashu is just a student who is less than 16 years old and has just passed the college entrance examination.

Then as soon as Ji Jiashu turned around, he saw Zhao An standing in the shadow of the corridor outside the door.

"An... Zhao An!"

Ji Jiashu, who had been acting mature and steady all this time, suddenly ran towards Zhao An regardless of the neat suit he was still wearing.

Zhao An originally imagined many ways to speak, but they are useless now.Just like Ji Jiashu finished participating in the competition before, Zhao An opened his arms.

In the eyes of others, it is just a warm embrace between friends, but for Zhao An, it is not so simple.

He could feel Ji Jiashu's trust in him. The moment Ji Jiashu broke into Zhao An's arms, Zhao An suddenly felt that his heart missed half a beat, and then began to beat fast.

All the previous obsessions about Ji Jiashu not choosing the piano suddenly disappeared like a light smoke at this moment.

If Ji Jiashu wants to learn to sing, then do what he wants to do.As long as Ji Jiashu can always be so happy and dazzling.

"Great performance tonight."

Zhao An took the opportunity to pat Ji Jiashu on the back. Ji Jiashu had already taken off his suit jacket and was only wearing a thin white shirt.

Obviously his fingers were on the white fabric, but Zhao An felt his fingers touching Ji Jiashu's back. With the boy's thin body, he could feel the firm and slender back muscles.

What's more obvious is the fiery body temperature, which is even more scorching than Rongcheng in August.Zhao An unnaturally wanted to take back his hand, but Ji Jiashu hugged him so tightly that Zhao An paused for another second before thinking about the business.

"Uncles, aunts, and my parents went to eat cold cups together, let me call you."

"Okay."

Ji Jiashu smiled all over his face, and after saying goodbye to the staff again, the two walked out of the Art Palace.

Although it was close to ten o'clock, the streets of Rongcheng were still very lively. There were many vendors shouting along the roadside, and the night had just begun.

After walking out of the art palace, Zhao An and Ji Jiashu suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Zhao An didn't know how to respond to Ji Jiashu's enthusiasm just now, and at the same time he didn't know what kind of emotion the throbbing in his heart just now was.

And Ji Jiashu was a little nervous because of Zhao An's silence, although Zhao An was very happy to see his performance tonight.But Zhao An still didn't express his opinion on his professionalism.

As for the hug just now, now Ji Jiashu is a little embarrassed when he thinks about it.

It must be because I haven't seen each other for so long, I can't help it.

The two of them happened to pass by a street light, and the dim light made people relax.

"Ji Jiashu." Zhao An was still leading the way, without looking back.

"exist!"

Because Zhao An suddenly called his full name, Ji Jiashu was a little nervous and answered immediately.

Zhao An couldn't help laughing at the dialogue like a roll call. At the same time, Zhao An's tone was much gentler. He stopped, turned around, faced Ji Jiashu and said:

"Do you really want to learn to sing that much?"

"of course."

Ji Jiashu didn't hesitate at all, and faced Zhao An's eyes, frankly and full of hope.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Sighing, Zhao An turned around again and continued walking forward.

"Are you still angry?"

Ji Jiashu cautiously probed.

"No."

Zhao An didn't turn his head back, even if he was still unwilling, so what?After all, the person he should blame is himself, not Ji Jiashu.

Then fell silent again, Ji Jiashu silently followed Zhao An.

"If you have made up your mind to do something, you must go all out."

Zhao An spoke again.

"it is good!"

Ji Jiashu's worried face suddenly became clear, and he nodded heavily.

Without turning his head, Zhao An seemed to be able to see that handsome and brilliant face dangling in front of him.

"The piano is not allowed to relax, it is all music, there is always something in common."

Zhao An still didn't look back, using a very flat tone, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

"it is good!"

Equally true, Chen Keng's answer appeared immediately.

"Hurry up and show me some results."

"Ok!"

"I need to read more books and learn more about things. A musician's composition inspiration always comes from outside of music."

"I will work hard!"

"do not forget……"

This conversation continued all the way, and Zhao An expressed all his worries and expectations.And Ji Jiashu agreed to all Zhao An's requests.

The smile on Ji Jiashu's face grew bigger and bigger, happier than ever.

If Zhao An could really fully understand this matter, it was obviously impossible.It's just that Zhao An understands that he may not be able to hold back Ji Jiashu, no matter what.

When the two came to bring Sister Wang's cold cup, Zhao An directly picked up the cup and drank a whole cup of tea.It was already hot in August, but his mouth didn't stop on the way here just now, and his throat was almost smoky.

"Drink slowly, what's going on."

It is rare to see her son drinking water so boldly, Mother Zhao asked with concern.

As a result, when Ji Jiashu heard this sentence, thinking of Zhao An's chatter and nagging along the way just now, he couldn't help but chuckled.

However, he and Zhao An stood side by side, and Zhao An heard it clearly, and immediately gave Ji Jiashu a look, signaling Ji Jiashu not to tell what happened just now.

The light was dim, but in the eyes of Zhao's mother, it became "Ji Jiashu was very happy, but his son didn't dare to smile anymore", and immediately reprimanded:

"Zhao An, how many times have I told you! Don't bully Xiaoshu!"

Zhao An was stunned, he obviously didn't do anything, how could he be bullying Ji Jiashu?

On the contrary, it was the mother who knew her son very well.The expression on Ji Jiashu's face was definitely not being bullied, on the contrary, he was very excited. It seemed that he had reconciled with Zhao An.

So Mother Ji opened his mouth to rescue Zhao An:

"You two go and see if there is anything you want to eat."

The two came to the stand of the cold cup, and the boss enthusiastically introduced various foods.

There are several large red pots on the ground, which are filled with crayfish, snails and river fish. These are the most common hot dishes in the cold cup.

"Boss, I want a spicy crayfish and an escargot!"

In order to ensure that he could concentrate on playing and avoid such things as starvation, Ji Jiashu only ate a little at night, and he was already very hungry by now.

"Boss, put less pepper."

"Boss, I eat spicy food, put more. I can eat spicy food."

"no, you can not."

Ji Jiashu stared at Zhao An stubbornly, expressing that he wanted spicy food very much. According to past experience, Zhao An would admit defeat if he looked at each other for less than ten seconds.

But this time Zhao An said lightly:

"On the way here, you promised me that you would eat less chili peppers to protect your throat."

Ji Jiashu's expression froze. He had promised Zhao An too many things just now. Who remembers what he promised.

Pepper, is it possible that we will never see each other again for the rest of our life?Ji Jiashu's face was full of despair, and he said aggrievedly:

"But crayfish and snails are not good without chili."

"I just asked the boss to put less chili."

Zhao An never thought of completely preventing Ji Jiashu from eating chili peppers, his current actions were actually a small "revenge" to be precise.

Since everyone thinks that he will always bully Ji Jiashu, wouldn't it be a loss if he doesn't bully him?

After a while, spicy crayfish and fried snails were served on the table.

No matter how hot the weather is, it can't stop the people of SC from loving chili.Similarly, they can accurately identify the spiciness of chili peppers.

"Why is the crayfish here not enough for today?" Father Zhao muttered.

"Xiaoshu's throat has been uncomfortable for the past two days, so she can't eat too spicy food."

Zhao An explained to Ji Jiashu "intimately".

Now it was Ji's father and mother's turn to be confused, his son was not feeling well, why didn't he know?He cast a puzzled look at Ji Jiashu.

Zhao An didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to pick out the snail meat from the shell with a toothpick.

Although there is little snail meat, it must be admitted that the taste of the snail meat is particularly in tune with the Sichuan flavor.Every bite can taste fresh, fragrant, spicy, and numb, and it is particularly strong and not greasy.

Seeing Zhao An's calm expression, Ji Jiashu had no choice but to take the initiative to say:

"I'm just a little tired from performing today, so I asked the boss to put a little pepper on it."

The parents of both sides were concerned for a while, and the treatment was much better than that of Zhao An.

Zhao An was eaten to death by Ji Jiashu, so why not Ji Jiashu?Otherwise, no one else would know how well Zhao An played the piano.

Zhao An smiled calmly, even Ji Jiashu didn't see it.

Taking advantage of the trend, Zhao An picked up another crayfish and deftly peeled off the shell.

However, Zhao An frowned. From the texture of the shrimp shell, he judged that the crayfish were not very fresh.After peeling it off, I looked at the shrimp to be more sure of this.

Putting the shrimp in his mouth and chewing, and thinking of the taste of crayfish in the later generations, Zhao An always felt that it was much inferior.

Now both the scale of crayfish farming and the farming technology are still in their infancy. Thinking of the huge crayfish market in later generations, Zhao An is suddenly moved.

However, Rongcheng is located in a basin, which is not suitable for crayfish farming.It still needs a place with more abundant water resources, Zhao An looked at the crayfish in front of him and fell into deep thought.