Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 389 90. The chef is romantic, Chopin on the cutting board

The tangy smell of all kinds of cooked seafood made her feel like she was back at home with her parents.

On this day last year, Chen Xuan ran away from home and came to Rongcheng alone.

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Li An always believes that it is best to chop the meat stuffing himself when making dumplings at home, provided that he has time.

Today he asked for leave on purpose.

Leaving the butcher shop, Li An went to the vegetable stall and bought a cabbage that weighed two catties and four taels. He thought that there was only half a shallot left at home, so he bought two more shallots.

Cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, all weighed a little less,

I haven’t cooked much recently, and I’ll do even less in the future. I’ll buy less food, or it will rot in the refrigerator.

You can buy more fruit.

The market turned around again, and his hands were already full of bags.

[-]: go home.
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When he got home, Li An put down his things and washed his hands first, dried his hands and took out the shrimp from the refrigerator, then went to the kitchen and took out a stainless steel basin, filled the basin with water up to halfway, fed him two spoonfuls of salt, stirred it up and threw the pork into it.

Then pick the onion, wash the cabbage, knead the noodles, and after all the preparations were ready, he went to the basin, picked up a chopstick and poked the pork soaked in salt water.

The meat is good.

He put down his chopsticks as he said in his heart, wiped his hands and went to the living room, picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, and walked down.

Bawan has never liked the smell of cigarettes, and he would run away when Li An lit a cigarette.

While smoking a cigarette, he swiped his phone for a while. After 15 minutes, Li An was ready to start work.

Before starting work, he turned on his mobile phone and played Chopin's Ballade No. [-] played by Zimmerman in a loop.

Clean and natural music plays, embellishing the small kitchen.

Ang Lee sometimes understands the comments filled under music such as Shostakovich's No. [-] Waltz, such as "When the music is played, the banlangen in his hand turns into red wine", etc. There is nothing accurate or not, This at least conveys an emotion of being moved by the music.

This is the special magic that lies in good music.

Compared with most music lovers, Li An was lucky, he untied his apron and went back to his study to play a big song.

Wash the pork in the pot, throw it on the cutting board, crackling, the two catties of hind legs turned into seven pieces of uneven size.

"Meow-"

"Meow-"

Li An continued to operate the knife. After 10 minutes, a small piece of meat was spread out on the chopping board. After boiling hot water, he threw three small pieces into it, and then he evenly sprinkled a handful of salt on the chopping board. .

Whether kittens can eat raw meat, he is not sure, but he knows that it is best for kittens not to eat human edible salt.

After the meat is cooked, throw a piece on the [-] plate, and Li An returns to the kitchen, and the real work will begin next.

Sitting upright, one hand holding a single sword is changed to two hands holding a double sword.

"Crack-click-click-click"

The blade sliced ​​through the meat and fell rhythmically onto the chopping board. The chopping board seemed to be transformed into a piano keyboard, and the two kitchen knives seemed to replace his ten fingers.

"Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-"

With the piano music in his ears, he seems to have become Zimmermann's metronome.

A small game of life belonging to the pianist begins. Use the double knife to beat the recording of the pianist. Although it is full of fun, it is not too difficult.

The pursuit of romantic Chopin music is in the hands of the extremely romantic Master Qi, and the speed seems to be really pressed on the spring.

Li An's subordinates were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and he also incorporated some emotions as if adding drama to himself.

When the love is strong, the chopping board will vibrate visibly with the naked eye.

"Kakakakaka!"
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When the second theme came again, he didn't dare to use his knife forcefully.

Fortunately, the gentle start gave his wrist a rest.

Until Octave came and his hands started again.

Seeing that my hands can't keep up with the music, I'm about to GAME OVER here.

But how could Li An admit defeat, directly give up the support of the forearm, and hand everything over to the wrist.

At this moment, he really started to play this octave himself.

Accumulate, accumulate, let emotions accumulate again, he closed his eyes, and continued to accumulate emotions.

Suddenly the music exploded in the small kitchen at a certain point.

Under the two knives, the minced meat flew horizontally, splashed on the side of the basin, and splashed on his apron.

From the music in his ears to the class in 201 that day, he remembered the scene of him teaching octaves to his junior sister.

He had a taste of the two kitchen knives hanging on his wrist at the moment, and the feeling of the center of gravity falling ahead of time brought him a different feeling.

When he opened his eyes again, a flash of insight flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps this is the internal strength of octave performance. The teachers have repeatedly emphasized the various postures and techniques in octave performance. a moment.

But are all these seemingly active actions really active enough, or are we more often just posing and building our hearts, no matter how big or small our hands are, we are waiting for the composers to bring theirs? The octave melody crushes us.

Maybe Ang Lee himself, maybe our children lack a kind of initiative in it.

Suddenly Li An's double bowl stopped falling, and the two kitchen knives were suspended in the air.

For a moment in the kitchen, only Master Qi was left on the smoking hood and his mobile phone was playing on a loop.

Feeling the sinking sensation brought by the two knives on his wrists, Li An closed his eyes again, and moved his wrists slightly, feeling their movement arcs in the air.

After a while, he dropped the knife on the cutting board again following the music.

"Da-da-da-da-"

Time passed by minute by minute.

Until there is a "meow -" on the face

He opened his eyes suddenly.

"????"

I don't know when Bawan jumped onto the stove.

At the moment, I am looking at it pitifully.

This special thing is a stove! ! !
"roll!!"

Bawan was about to die of fright, Meow couldn't express the grievance in his heart, turned his head and rushed out of the kitchen.

Li An lowered his head, and the two catties of pork hind legs turned into pureed meat, which was neatly spread out on the cutting board.

Except for minced meat splattered everywhere.

After rubbing against each other with the two kitchen knives, he released the kitchen knife and raised the corners of his mouth.

If it was a game, he figured he could get 80 points and get a clearance bonus.

"Ding--"

He said to himself, "Congratulations to teacher Li An for comprehending advanced octave playing experience."

Ha ha.

I was really happy to find this fun. I opened the panel and took a look. It was more than 70 hours away from the upgrade.

Hey, relying on no one is worse than relying on yourself.

It's just that he still has no way to verify whether his idea is correct, and he plans to try it himself first.

When playing octaves, let the fingertips find a drooping feeling before touching the keys, and then take the initiative to get a more solid and accurate sound effect.

After chopping the meat, he started to process other side dish fillings.

Before starting, he cut to Haydn's Cello Concerto No. [-] in C major.

There are so many good classical music.

Wei Sanwan often tells students to listen to famous artists more, and listen to any instrument.

This is not unreasonable. How to play a violin-like staccato on the piano. Students who have never played the violin can listen to the violin more, and then feel, ponder, and try with their hearts, and don’t be afraid of detours.

There is no one-map-pingchuan music.

After graduating from university, Ang Lee has been a teacher for himself all the way, relying on listening more and thinking more, summarizing in experiments, and comprehending in life.

That day in 201, Wei Sanwan wondered if Li An had gone to another teacher for class.

This suspicion can be established from a certain angle, and Li An has indeed found another teacher.

Such as Zimmerman, such as Pollini, such as Anastasia, such as the famous deceased Russian cellist Rostropovich who is in my ear at this moment.

These people are the teachers he is looking for, and they are free ones.

Even the two catties of meat paste and two kitchen knives in front of him are his teachers.

Who can say otherwise? -
At 04:30, Li An adjusted the stuffing, removed the shrimp meat sent by Uncle Chen Xuan and washed it for later use, and then checked his eyes, everything was ok.

Then I took out the crab roe that was steamed the day before yesterday from the freezer. Uncle Chen Xuan could only be blamed for sending too many crabs. The two left a small box, and when I opened it at home, it was full. .

But the crabs can't be put in the refrigerator directly, they have to be steamed before putting them in, otherwise my uncle's heart will be lost.

In addition to crabs, there are unfinished fish and shrimps and sea sausages. According to Chen Xuan, sea sausages are the freshest in the sea. Chen Xuan said what kind of sea sausages he will make for rice.

OK, keep it for her.

Take out all the uneaten seafood except sea sausage, and have a seafood + dumpling feast tonight.

Today is memorable. Chen Xuan has been in Rongcheng for a whole year. When Sun Yuman secretly told him, he immediately sent an invitation, but the other party directly refused.

"Xiaomi and I have made an appointment to go to Yanjing together during the summer vacation, hehe, are you going to die of jealousy?"

Li An was a little jealous at the time, and he also wanted to accompany Chen Xuan the whole time, but he couldn't help it. He had to teach a few children for a while after the grade examination.

At ten past five, there was a knock at the living room door.

He wiped his hands and went to open the door, and the blue-clothed brother outside the door handed over an exquisite box.

"Thank you."

The cake he ordered also arrived.

At [-]:[-], he removed the meat pot from the gas stove, set up another pot, poured water into it, put the sliced ​​turbot fish fillets in, and put the lid on the pot.

At [-]:[-], he started making dumplings. Unlike the cabbage and meat dumplings in the past, today he stuffed half a piece of shrimp into each dumpling.

At [-]:[-], forty dumplings neatly appeared on the bamboo base, turned off the fire, washed the chopping board and patted cucumbers, mixed with sticky sauce and horseradish.

At [-]:[-], he started to process the remaining seafood.

At [-]:[-], he sent a message to Chen Xuan: Where are you?

Then a voice came back, in an impatient tone: I can't get a taxi!
Li An smiled: Don't worry, I promise to let you have dinner at home.

At [-]:[-], Chen Xuan would be home by this time, but today she was only halfway there.

She said in her heart that today was not going well, and there was no discipline in class in the afternoon. She thought that the day was special, so she took a taxi home after class, but taking a taxi took a lot of effort, so she might as well take a bus.

He didn't go well today last year, and lost a bag when he came out of the station.

At this moment, he just wanted to see Li An as soon as possible.

At [-]:[-], half full of resentment, she walked out of the elevator and took out the key. The moment she opened the door, Bawan was showing a kitten's head on the cabinet in the entrance, as if waiting for her.

Most of the unhappiness in her heart was swept away, she changed into her slippers when she entered the door, and the smell of cooked seafood as she walked into the living room made her feel like she had returned to a home with parents.

Looking at the dining table again, she saw the steamed fish in soy sauce with shredded green onions, the seafood pimple soup, and two big crabs with orange snails on a plate. Is Ma hiding in the kitchen?

At this moment, the tall man in an apron came out of the kitchen with two plates of hot dumplings.

"Try my Badu dumplings today."

When Chen Xuan heard the word "Badu", she couldn't help but move her eyes downstream, showing a sly smile, and asked with a blink of an eye, "What did you do when you were making dumplings?"

Li An smiled helplessly. Since the November holiday last year, the word Badu has changed when it was only him and Chen Xuan. "I found out why you are so skinny recently. Go wash your hands."

Chen Xuan was so hungry that her stomach was growling, but she didn't turn around to go to the bathroom, but walked straight to Li An.

Li An was thinking, but Chen Xuan embraced him with both hands.

He had dumplings in his hands, so he could only hang his arms in the air.

"I miss you." Chen Xuan rubbed against Li An's shoulder twice.

Li An nodded: "Then eat more at night."

"Ok!"

Chen Xuan let go of her hands, turned around, dropped her bag and went to the bathroom, "Wait for me!"

Usually, [-] will definitely follow the hostess' ass.

But it wasn't there today, but took over the position of the hostess, ran to Li An's feet and slapped Li An's legs, and after attracting Li An's attention, it lay down and exposed its belly.

Li An cared about arranging the plate and didn't pay any attention to its show off.

After washing her hands, Chen Xuan went back to the bedroom and changed into long T-shorts. She returned to the living room with her two shiny white and straight legs dangling. The strands of hair hanging from the roots of the ears were bulged behind the ears by her, so cute and lovely.

"What's wrong with it, didn't you just feed the cat strips last night and want to eat delicious food again?"

As she spoke, she helped Li An move the fish plate to the left, and Li An straightened the two plates of dumplings.

"I'm gluttonous. When I was chopping stuffing in the afternoon, it kept screaming around me in the kitchen."

After setting the table, Li An patted his hands up and down, and took off his apron, "Hurry up and take pictures, dinner will be served right away."

Then he looked down, dazzled, "You're not cold either." He went to the bathroom, and Bawan immediately followed.

"Hey." Chen Xuan picked up her mobile phone and took three consecutive photos and sent them to her mother: What do you eat?
"Brother, don't follow me," Li An was speechless. Why is this cat so greedy? After coming out of the bathroom, he went to the kitchen to pick up the remaining two pieces of meat from the meat pot.

This was originally the dinner he prepared for [-].

"Go eat."

Seeing the meat he was thinking about in the rice bowl, Ba Wancai lazily talked to Li An again.

Just as Li An sat down at the dinner table, Chen Xuan held out his cell phone.

He took a look.

Ms. Song: /Thumbs up, I'm so hungry, Li An is a good crafter.

Then the picture below is some pancakes and pickled mustard. He guessed it was Chen Xuan's mother's dinner.

"Auntie working overtime again?" He asked.

Chen Xuan: "Yes."

Ang Li: "When Auntie comes, I will cook eight dishes for him."

Chen Xuan: "Huh? What?"

As she spoke, she pressed the voice message button.

Li An obviously didn't notice this detail: "I said that next time my aunt comes, I will cook eight dishes for her."

"Ding." Chen Xuan's mobile phone issued a clear notification sound.

Ang Lee: ".You, you, you,"

After a while, Chen Xuan burst out laughing, and reached out for her phone again.

Ms. Song: Thank Li An for me, tell him not to be so troublesome, I just want to try this dumpling.

Li An felt a chill through the screen, and hesitated for a moment, "How about I return one to Auntie myself?"

Chen Xuan pressed the voice button directly, and gestured for you to speak with her eyes.

Li An's heartbeat soared to [-] in an instant, his eyes were so wide that he almost wanted to do it himself, and he said anxiously, "Undo it!"

He wasn't ready at all!How could it be so casual to talk to Chen Xuan's mother for the first time? !

however.

(End of this chapter)