Food circle plug-in emperor

Chapter 237 It's really amazing
The waiter said, "The broken dumplings are ready!"

No one else reacted much, except Ji Maojia and Wu Fan were both taken aback.

How many years have you heard the name of this dish?
Ji Maojia stretched out his head to look at the big bowl of broken dumplings and the side dishes next to him, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the old man sitting beside him.

Wu Fan was also staring at the broken dumplings in a daze.

The sweltering heat blurred the vision, and what emerged in front of my eyes was the scene of two people huddled together in the somewhat narrow kitchen.

Ji Maojia's parents are busy with work and have no time to take care of their children.

At that time, many children who had studied well would live in the teacher's home, which was convenient for homework tutoring and someone could help take care of them.

Ji Maojia was a student in that year, and Wu Fan only took him with him.

The homework in No. 10 Middle School has always been heavy, and it usually takes around 30:[-] to return home after evening self-study on weekdays.

And on the night of Ji Maojia's birthday, Wu Fan stayed up half the night and made a pot of broken dumplings to celebrate Ji Maojia's birthday.

Wu Fan was shirtless and wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants.

On a sultry summer night, facing the starlight outside the window, two big hands are holding small dumplings with odd jobs.

The chopped meat and vegetables are stir-fried in a pan to form marinade, and then hotly poured on top of the cooked dumplings.

Finally, scald a large bowl of spicy peppers with hot oil.

The two of them faced the table, lowered their heads to pick up the broken dumplings, gobbled them up, and dripped red oil from their mouths.

The memory that was obviously forgotten back then resurfaced and became clear with this broken dumpling.

Ji Maojia said in surprise and nostalgia: "Teacher, isn't this the broken dumpling you made for my birthday?"

When the other people heard the words, they turned their heads and listened to them.

Wu Fan smiled: "Do you still remember?"

Ji Maojia nodded: "Remember! You said that you would eat this bowl of broken dumplings when you celebrate your birthday in your hometown."

Someone next to him said: "Teacher, this tradition in your hometown is quite special!"

Wu Fan was happy, and waved his hand: "Hey! What a tradition! In fact, back then, I just lied to him!"

The person who asked the question was taken aback, and Ji Maojia also looked surprised.

Wu Fan said: "At that time, you were all in the second year of high school and you were in the third year of high school, and you were busy with your studies. He lived at my house and went to and from school with me every day. On his birthday, I was so busy that I couldn't spare time. I went to buy him a cake, and then I thought that my child’s birthday is only once a year, so I must be looking forward to it. So I made him a meal of broken dumplings at night, and lied to him that it is a tradition in our hometown.”

"I made it back then, but it wasn't as authentic as this one, the pinch was not as beautiful, and the marinade was not so rich, and the side dish, really."

Wu Fan laughed while talking: "This silly boy, he took my words seriously."

Smiling and laughing, the old man's eyes gradually turned red: "Time flies so fast! In a flash, you have all grown up."

Ji Maojia had a sore nose and suppressed the tears in his eyes: "Yes, teacher. You celebrated my birthday back then, and now it's my turn to celebrate your birthday."

Ji Maojia stood up, filled a bowl of broken dumplings with his own hands, sprinkled a little bit of oil and chili, and handed it to Wu Fan.

"Teacher, please try it quickly, how is the cooking in their shop!"

Wu Fan took it with a smile, took a mouthful and put it into his mouth.

The fragrant marinade is mixed with the slightly spicy broth, mixed with small dumplings, and when you bite down, the food and soup are all in one, with a full color, fragrance and taste.

"Okay, delicious!"

Ji Maojia said sincerely: "Teacher, I wish you a happy birthday!"

Several other people hurriedly echoed: "Teacher, I wish you a happy birthday!!"

Wu Fan smiled, looked at the students in front of him with joy and relief, and was moved to tears: "Okay, okay! Thank you!!"

"Teacher, thank you for your careful cultivation, thank you!"

Hearing these words from the heart, Wu Fan couldn't help but burst into tears.

As a teacher, I have been teaching and educating people for a lifetime, and at this moment, I feel that life is really complete.

the same moment.

An electronic prompt sounded in Fu Yu's ears:

【Ding! NPC Chef Yao Shi's task: assist Yao Shi to make a birthday party that moved the old teacher Wu Fan to tears. It has been successfully completed, and the reward: RMB 100, task experience +50]

The old teacher was finally moved to tears!
Fu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

It lasted a full hour and five 10 minutes!
All three transfer seats are served.

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Shi looked at Fu Yu with appreciation and approval!
Fu Yu tilted his neck and wiped the sweat from his chin on the chef's uniform, and smiled at Yao Shi: "Chef Yao, it's over."

At this time, Zhao Meng walked into the back kitchen and saw that they turned off the fire, and asked concerned: "How is it? Is everything going well?"

When Fu Yu saw Zhao Meng came back, he was surprised and said, "Chef Zhao! You finished eating so quickly?"

Zhao Meng waved his hand: "What are you eating! I moved the meal time back, and everyone is waiting!"

"If you're done here, leave quickly! The eyes of those hungry wolves are so green!"

In one sentence, Fu Yu and the others were stunned, and then they became happy again.

"Great!"

"Thank you, Chef Zhao!"

Yao Shi didn't know about the roasted whole lamb, and looked at Fu Yu and the three of them dancing excitedly with a blank expression.

Zhao Meng smiled and told Yao Shi about the treat, and Yao Shi was very happy when he heard it: "Okay, then let me have a share, I won't go in vain, I'll pack the drinks tonight, you can order whatever you want !"

After a brief tidying up, several people turned and walked out.

Before he got out of the back kitchen, he met Dong Juntian who was walking quickly.

Dong Juntian looked happy, seeing Yao Shi, he hurriedly said happily: "The customers of 401 are very satisfied with the third transfer seat!"

As he said that, Dong Juntian patted Yao Shi on the shoulder: "Little Yao! You are really amazing! Amazing, really amazing!"

Yao Shi heard that the customers of 401 were very satisfied with the third transfer seat, so he was also very happy.

But he immediately explained: "Fu Yu and I worked together to cook the noodles on this table. To be honest, he is the better one! I only cooked a few dishes in total, and he did the rest!"

When Dong Juntian heard this, he looked at Fu Yu in surprise: "Xiao Fu, are you still going to do the third transfer?"

Fu Yu hurriedly said modestly: "No, I don't know how to do it. I follow Chef Yao to do it."

Yao Shi said, "Xiao Fu is really talented if he can cook directly according to the recipe!"

Dong Juntian also nodded, and said to Zhao Meng: "Old Zhao, you brought out a talent! Xiao Fu is really outstanding!"

Dong Juntian had been worried about the matter for a day, and it was finally resolved smoothly, so he couldn't help but feel good.

This compliment is very sincere.

Zhao Meng smiled proudly.

(End of this chapter)