soap official family

Chapter 15 The Big Chef

"You are not allowed to eat while reading." Yue Wenqin patted his head gently.

"When I'm reading, I can forget about the bad taste, and at least I can eat it. I'm always worried that my sister will starve to death!" An An said with a bitter face.

"Don't worry, this won't happen." Master Jiang thought about it, shook his head, patted An An's head, and pulled him out. From a distance, he heard An An saying that he hadn't drunk the hawthorn water yet.But Master Jiang didn't speak, and his voice got farther and farther away, but it didn't stop.

Yue Wenqin shook his head with a smile and looked up at the room.He could imagine her nestling in the pile of books, focusing on reading.Shaking his head, he slowly walked to the kitchen.You can't really wait for that person to starve to death, right?
Qingqing didn't think of lighting the lamp until she was out of sight, but when she was lighting the lamp, Mr. He came in.

"Don't look, come and eat."

Qingqing was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't reacted yet, as if she was thinking about what He said.

"Don't stay there, come out quickly." Mr. He had already come in to pull her in. Anyway, she was used to it. Starting from the first of every month, Qingqing would be distracted.

There were already three men sitting in the main room, but four dishes and one soup were already placed on the table, all in large bowls.There is also a small bowl, a plate, and chopsticks placed in front of each person on a bamboo chopstick holder.

Qingqing sat at the bottom and looked at the chopstick holder, small bowls and dishes.

"What is this?" He stared blankly at something that had never appeared on Qiao's dinner table.

"The bowl is for eating, and the plate is for spitting out the residue." Qiao Dayong explained kindly. Seeing Qingqing looking up at him, he quickly pointed to Yue Wenqin opposite, "Xiao Yue said, by the way, I just officially I asked him to be the cook and got his fingerprints pressed."

"So you have actually been in the south." Qingqing looked at the plate and murmured, "The difference between southerners and northerners is whether they use the plate to hold food or dregs."

Everyone at the table didn't know what to say and looked at each other in confusion. However, the Qiao family was relatively calm. They knew that Qingqing had not recovered yet, so they didn't need to pay attention to anything they said.

"Eat!" The old man shook his head, filled a bowl of rice, and lowered his head to eat.

"Qingqing, eat porridge first. Xiao Yue made this specially for you. Porridge is easier to swallow." He took out a bowl with vegetables and put it in front of Qingqing.

"Thank you!" Qingqing nodded awkwardly in that direction, but without looking at him, she took a spoon and scooped half a bowl of porridge into her small bowl, slowly lowered her head and drank the porridge slowly.

"Baby, you actually have a lot of books, why do you still need to help others read?" Qiao Dayong couldn't help but said to his daughter.

"Books are so expensive, so save more books to save money." Qingqing was still a little confused, obviously her brain hadn't come back to her yet.

"Baby, if you like reading, dad will buy it for you, so you don't have to work so hard." Qiao Dayong looked pained.

"Dad!" Qingqing finally came to her senses and looked back at her father, "Do you know how expensive books are now?"

"Dad can afford it! As long as you like it, dad will buy it for you." Qiao Dayong shook his head, finished speaking firmly, and promised, "Really, dad has a lot of money."

"Dad, I like reading books. I can keep them by reading them. There is no better job than this." Qingqing smiled, took a spoonful of porridge and put it in her mouth. She was startled for a moment, looked at the porridge, and used a big The copper spoon picked up the porridge, raised his head and looked at Yue Wenqin, "Why do you know how to cook porridge in Guangdong?"

"Can you eat all this?" Qiao Dayong looked at the mess in the porridge and tasted it himself, "It's quite delicious, honey, can we sell it in the store?" "It's very good!" Qingqing looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, picked up her chopsticks, and tried each dish. After a moment of confusion, she asked in a low voice, "Um...can I ask, what kind of cuisine is your master?"

"Which one do you like?" Yue Wenqin looked at the four dishes, four completely different cuisines. He made a more typical version of each. Obviously, this girl is different from her grandfather and father. She must have her own favorites. , it’s just that she didn’t say it now.

"Yes, whichever one you like, we will sell it in our store." Qiao Dayong said hastily.

"I think this is good, what do you think?" Ms. He was also stunned in the afternoon. When she was about to start cooking, Yue Wenqin came into the kitchen and asked her if she knew how to light a fire. Then she made some with the ingredients available in the kitchen. After ordering four dishes, one soup, and one porridge, she didn't know that she could make so many dishes so delicious even though she had the ingredients for so many dishes in her kitchen.

She was referring to a dish of jasmine eggs. The jasmine flowers she planted in the flower pot were in full bloom. Little did she know that they could also be used for cooking.

"This is Yunnan cuisine. They are like spring all year round, so they often use flowers in their dishes. This dish is especially suitable for women. You should eat more." Qingqing said hurriedly.

"Baby, try this. I think it tastes different from ours?" Qiao Dayong pointed at the roasted pork, "But it's also delicious."

"This is pork. Our family eats more beef and mutton." Qingqing smiled at her father, thought about it, and was startled again, "Yes, why don't our family eat pork?"

"This is for the poor." He took one and put it in his mouth and nodded, "It tastes good. I can sell this in the store later. It's cheap and delicious."

After all, He was a small restaurant owner, so he immediately thought of business opportunities.

Qingqing looked at them blankly: "Pork is for the poor?"

"Who eats pork! Oh, it's eaten in the Yamen's big kitchen. An An likes it." He remembered something and said hurriedly.By the way, I brought some vegetables to Yue Wenqin, "Xiao Yue, why did you think of using pork?"

"There is one in the kitchen!" Yue Wenqin said gloomily.He can't go out to buy groceries by himself, can he?Are you just picking up things that are already in the kitchen?
The old man looked up. Is there meat and vegetables in their kitchen?Mainly, my daughter-in-law doesn’t know yet!

He was stunned for a moment, and she forgot.

"Grandma He sent it for you to make broth for An An to eat." Qingqing explained helplessly.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Mr. He nodded hurriedly. These days, Mrs. He asked Xiao Bing to learn something from Qing Qing when she had nothing to do.Mainly, Mrs. He put her teaching in Qiao's house.When people come, of course they have to bring some food.The old lady couldn't finish dinner before going back, so she could only leave the dishes and give instructions for a long time, but in the end, Mr. He still forgot.

"How about we open a casual restaurant! Just make whatever dishes you buy every day. The customers will never know what today's menu is?" Qingqing looked at He's embarrassment and quickly changed the topic, "The more Could you please, sir?”

Of course, she was not familiar with Yue Wenqin, so she took the initiative to talk to him, but she still blushed.

"Okay." Yue Wenqin saw how blushing she was before she opened her mouth, and he felt bad for her, so he answered simply and neatly.

"Qingqing, do you want to learn how to run a restaurant first?" The old man was too lazy to talk to his daughter-in-law and turned to his granddaughter.

　The proprietress was cutting my hair while chatting with an acquaintance. She meant that my husband didn't like opening a barber shop, so he took the money and opened a small bar. What was very cruel was that my husband was seduced by the girl in the bar.After the divorce, the proprietress left nothing but her barber shop.My daughter and her mother-in-law live in the house they bought before, and her husband took away their car.Then the proprietress tried to be more aggressive and told her acquaintances that she would buy a car immediately and had regular regular customers, making her ex-husband regret going.Anyway, it means that their previous house, car, and small bar were all built by her alone.Now that she is no longer making money, her ex-mother-in-law still comes to see her and takes her daughter to dinner when she is free.When I went there yesterday, the proprietress was planning to go to Japan to learn hairstyling. She was so good at it that she felt that she knew how to cut hair after seeing it once.I can't comment on this, but I think she's doing pretty well in this state.

　　
　
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