Interstellar Mecha Chef

Chapter 11 Lin Yuquan in decadence

The battered Lin Yuquan didn't go anywhere, but went back to his room.

It's not that Lin Yuquan didn't want to go out to vent, but that the Lin family's tutoring was strict, and he couldn't go to places where he didn't learn well. Lin Yuquan found out that he was in a bad mood since he was a child, and the only way to find out was to run.

When you are exhausted and exhausted, you naturally have no time to think about those unhappy things.

There is a high-end treadmill in Lin Yuquan's room. He runs at the fastest speed and runs for an hour before he calms down. After turning off the treadmill, he feels backache and leg pain, so he sits directly on the treadmill. Dazed on the runway.

Arriving from a young age, Lin Yuquan has always been smooth sailing in both life and study. His spiritual potential is very high. His father once said that he is a natural mech master, but he wants to be a chef more.

The age difference between Lin Yuquan and his eldest brother Lin Yuhai is more than 20 years. He can be called Lin Kai'an's old man. He has been loved since he was a child, so after graduating from high school, he did not choose to enter the military academy but went to the chef academy and was not hurt by his family. opposition.

He stayed in the StarCraft No. [-] Chef Academy for four years, and practiced his culinary skills hard for four years. Except in the first year, some people said that his cooking was unpalatable. In the next three years, his cooking skills were praised by everyone , Lin Yuquan thought that his craft had improved.

"There seems to be something wrong with your sense of taste," this is what a classmate told Lin Yuquan when he was a freshman.

Lin Yuquan used to think that sentence was someone else's jealous words, but now Lin Yuquan understands.

Every time he cooks, Lin Yuquan actually tastes salty and light. Every time he feels that the taste is just right, he has never tasted a bad taste, but the reality gave him a slap in the face.

Lin Yuquan is sure that his sense of taste was fine when he was a child. His mother likes to take him to look for delicious food every time he is on vacation. He can taste whether the food is delicious or not.

So, when did his sense of taste start to go wrong?

Mother... Lin Yuquan was taken aback for a moment. He reached out and clicked on the communicator, and frantically searched inside. After searching for a long time, he finally found the video hidden in the deepest place. It was the last time his mother cooked for him. Taken while eating.

His mother likes to eat delicious food, and also likes to make delicious food by himself, and the craftsmanship is not bad, but he rarely eats the meals cooked by his mother. His mother is a soldier, and it is rare to take vacations throughout the year.

That year, the Seventh Star War between the Federation and the Empire broke out, and his mother, who had come home from a rare vacation, was cooking for him. When he was notified of his urgent return to the team, his mother looked at him apologetically.

Ten-year-old Lin Yuquan didn't know what the righteousness of the country was. He only knew that his mother had to leave after returning home, and he felt very unhappy.

The mother hurriedly finished the big meal for the youngest son, all of which were the son's favorite dishes. Perhaps because of the rush of time, the taste of the food was not as good as before.

"It's really unpalatable, I don't want to eat it," Lin Yuquan said angrily, refusing to eat those unpalatable food again.

Time is tight, and the guilty mother has no time to comfort her angry young son, so she can only board the interstellar warship with her young son's incomprehension and red eyes.

That war lasted for two full years, and it was not only the mother who went to the battlefield, but also the father, eldest brother, and second brother.However, five people went there, but only three returned in the end, and the mother stayed in the starry sky forever.

After that war, my father made great contributions and became a general. My elder brother resolutely changed his job and opened a mecha manufacturing factory. My elder brother said, "I want to develop a better mecha."

Lin Yuhai thinks that the mecha technology is too backward, and the mother died.

But Lin Yuquan thought that if he hadn't said that the food cooked by his mother was unpalatable when his mother left, nothing would happen to his mother.

When the news of his mother's death came back, Lin Yuquan dug out the food that he disliked and was unpalatable but had hidden in the freezer. Regardless of the coldness and hardness of the food, he ate it bite by bite.

Later, Lin Yuhai never went out to look for food again, and only ate meals made by Yiyi and the school robots, or directly took nutritional supplements.

After graduating from high school, Lin Yuquan chose to learn cooking, and no one in his family objected.

Whether it is the dishes made by teachers or classmates, Lin Yuquan thinks they are delicious, and he also thinks the dishes made by himself are delicious.

At the beginning, many classmates made fun of Lin Yuquan's poor taste in cooking, and the teacher also tactfully advised him to use condiments carefully, but he couldn't find out what was wrong with him.

It was because he was jealous of his talent, Lin Yuquan came to a conclusion.

Gradually, there were more and more voices praising his delicious cooking. Lin Yuquan thought about it for a long time before he remembered, as if those praising voices appeared only after his father's identity was exposed.

During the graduation exam, the teachers in charge of the evaluation gave him full marks, and the vice principal congratulated him with a red face: "Student Lin Yuquan, congratulations on becoming the number one graduate of this year's first star chef academy."

Lin Yuquan wanted to touch the red-eyed mother on the screen, but his hand penetrated the virtual screen.

Every year is right, he Lin Yuquan did graduate through the back door, because of the huge sum of money donated to the school by his elder brother, and also because of his father's identity.

Lin Yuquan suddenly wanted to know what his food tasted like, but he was afraid that maybe he would never taste the real taste again.

Standing up and opening the door, Lin Yuquan hurried downstairs to the kitchen, where he wanted to make some dishes for himself.

After washing, chopping and frying the vegetables, the four dishes were brought to the table. Lin Yuquan nervously picked up the chopsticks, but dared not take the vegetables.After hesitating for a long time, Lin Yuquan finally slapped the chopsticks on the table. He didn't dare to try it, fearing that he still wouldn't be able to taste the good or the bad.

Lin Yuquan called Yiyi and asked Yiyi to dispose of all the food, while he lay down on the dining table.

The wish of being a celebrity chef and opening the Star World Hotel may not come true, Lin Yuquan thought indifferently, but besides this wish, he seems to have no other wish, what should he do?

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Lin Miaomiao suddenly appeared at the restaurant door.

Lin Yuquan raised his head hastily, looked at his little niece who was full of concern, and remembered the anger just now, Lin Yuquan couldn't express the hesitation in his heart, so he could only murmur, "It's okay, I'm just hungry."

"So my uncle is hungry," Lin Miaomiao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then I'll ask Yiyi to cook something delicious, and we can eat together, okay?"

"Okay," Lin Yuquan couldn't say no, although he didn't want to eat anything now.

Yiyi quickly delivered all kinds of delicacies, and Lin Yuquan put the food into his mouth mechanically.

"Miaomiao," Lin Yuquan's voice became hoarse.

Lin Miaomiao, who was gnawing on a chicken wing intently, replied cheerfully, "Yes."

"What do you think of the taste of Yiyi's dishes?" Lin Yuquan asked.

Lin Miaomiao tilted her head and thought for a while, "It's average." After all, it's made by machine, and it doesn't taste like home.

Lin Yuquan smiled wryly, but he still felt that the taste was impeccable.

(End of this chapter)