No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Si Zhu cooked the rice and killed the chicken. According to Lou's mother, the cook could make several dishes with one chicken. Whether there are new ideas or not is an important indicator for testing a cook.

It's true that Tan's cuisine is a dish for wealthy people, but Tan Tanhua is a cultured person, and cultured people like to come up with topics. People turn poems into flowers, and Tan Tanhua turns an ingredient into flowers. So, how many dishes can be made with a chicken; what can be made with a fish? These are all questions about literati cuisine, and they also test the chef's imagination and basic skills.

After waiting for the food to be served, Mr. Lou looked at the dishes on the table, nodded, and took a piece of chicken skin to make a small cold dish.

Carefully remove the chicken skin, put no oil in the pan, carefully spread it over low heat and bake it into crispy thin slices, break it into irregular pieces, and mix it with cucumber and black fungus. The taste will be improved immediately. This was Shazhu's own creation. After cooking with concentration, he seemed to have put down all his previous unhappiness.

Director Lou nodded and looked up at Silly Zhu: "You have been working for eight years, and you are still a level 8 chef?" (that is, the basic level)
"Yes, I have a bad temper. Besides, the chef grade is not taken in the factory, but has to go to the labor bureau." Shazhu was a little embarrassed. He thought he would not pass the exam before, but he was the first one in the factory and didn't care what grade he was in.

However, looking at Lou Dong's eyes and what happened just now, I thought, if I had been smarter, how could I have been deceived so miserably and made my sister suffer so much? So now, he really feels that the first eight years of his life have been wasted. So what everyone said is right, I am a fool!
"Your aunt said that you should ask him if the cook should be educated. You have been here for two days. How do you feel?" Lou Dong thought about it and asked again.

"Yes, I learned from my father before. In fact, my father's craftsmanship has been passed on to me. Slowly, I have been able to figure it out on my own. But now, look at it, I have really been wasted in the past few years." Silly Zhu answered honestly.

He has really thought about it a lot these days, because when Lou's mother discussed cooking these days, he found that He Daqing had taught him every step. This is also the reason why I didn't lose my temper when I heard that my sister went to find He Daqing. But from this, he discovered that his basic skills were not as good as he thought. Mrs. Lou watched him chopping vegetables and casually said that the basic skills of a cook are to keep punching with the hands and singing without leaving the mouth. The knife skills of rich and noble dishes are based on aesthetics. And over the years, except for guest meals, he would take a nap with a teapot tilted to one side.

"So, you see, culture is more about thinking. You start to think, so you suddenly start to reflect." Lou Dong smiled, "However, it is not enough. The level of education is still too low. You You don’t think deeply enough. Look, you are making Tan’s cuisine. What is Tan’s cuisine? For the sake of baking, you use large pieces of chicken skin, but you break it into pieces. Suddenly, this dish is of high quality. Just came down. Color, fragrance, and color rank first.”

Lou Dong took out the chicken skins, which were large and small. Now they were soaked in the seasonings. The golden chicken skins were shredded, large and small. Now they seemed a bit boring.

"So I still have to learn." Silly Zhu also took a small piece, because it was broken open, surrounded by noodles and pores, and the condiments were absorbed. In addition to not seeing the face, it also became soft and salty. Busy nodded to show that he had been taught. This dish can be used as a home-cooked dish, but as an innovative dish of Tan's cuisine, it failed.

"The reply from the factory is that your three-month trial salary is 27.5, which is based on what the basic chef gives; after three months, it will be 33.5 for the eighth-level chef." Lou Dong picked up a piece of hibiscus chicken slices and said slowly. .

Silly Zhu and He Yuyu raised their heads together. In that year, there was a difference of several hundred. Including the money sent by He Daqing, the amount here is already thousands.

Both of them were silent, and neither brother nor sister of the He family knew how to face their respected elder. It turned out that he had been deceiving himself for the past eight years. They think money is not the most important thing, what is important is not knowing how to face it.

Father Lou and Mother Lou looked at each other and smiled. They were both old foxes and they had seen a lot of people. You can tell by looking at their siblings. These two are both kind and grateful children. "What are you going to do?" Lou Dong looked at Si Zhu.

"What do you think?" Silly Zhu has become acquainted with Lou Dong and his wife in the past few days, and can't help but regard them as one of his own.

"I'm asking about you, your business." Director Lou didn't say anything. Now he was examining him as if he were his future son-in-law, so he couldn't let him be treated as a fool. His own daughter is already stupid enough, and if he has a stupid son-in-law, he really doesn't have to live anymore.

"I have to ask you why you did this?" Silly Zhu lowered his head and thought about it, then said softly. Like Rainwater, he has a bit of an ax to grind. He still wants an explanation for everything. I can suffer this loss, but I cannot be treated as a fool.

"What if he said that he was afraid that you would spend money recklessly when you were young, so he saved it for you. When you get married, he will give it to you." Lou Dong twitched the corner of his mouth. In this era, old neighbors living in the same courtyard for decades , and Yi Zhonghai is still a great man, so what he said actually makes sense. As long as the money is there, he can say that. Even if there is no separate passbook.

Silly Zhu looked back at He Yuyu and thought about it, "What do you think?"

"Do you believe it?" He Yuyu is a junior high school student. Of course, he is still young after all, so he is still more energetic.

"Whether we believe it or not, we can't say we don't believe it." Silly Zhu smiled bitterly. When he was cooking, he actually thought of this. When he took out the remittance slip, he could say this. And he can't pursue it. If he pursues it, he will be a white-eyed wolf and ungrateful.

Besides, the compound's habit is to resolve everything internally and not cause trouble to the street and the police, otherwise it will discredit the compound. Under this guiding ideology, they want Silly Zhuzhu and others to surrender, and there are many ways. Unless they can't live any longer, they will definitely suffer the loss.

"Then how do you ask him to refund the money?" Lou Xiaomo couldn't help but ask. She is no longer the silly Baitian she was before. No, I should say, she is still the same. However, she is in this pair of siblings and Qin Huairu. She saw different things on her body, which made her think a lot more.

She understood what her father and Silly Zhu said, and although she was very angry, there was nothing she could do about it. But the money has to come back, right?

"It's not about money now." Silly Zhu rubbed his face, he was a little confused and heartbroken. But at this time, he really couldn't say anything.

Besides, the question now is how to get rid of it. As long as it gets solved, the uncle will definitely want to refund the money. But how? Will people call him a white-eyed wolf? This is because I don’t believe in the integrity of the elder brother. A whole courtyard of people can drown the brothers and sisters in spittle. It was obvious that they were victims, but later on, it became that they no longer recognized people when they grew up. (End of chapter)