The summer heat has just passed and the weather is still inevitably a bit hot.

Today, another couple got married in the courtyard.

The orange-red fire was blazing, and the white apron of the burly man next to him was reflected in pink.

He stood casually, his slightly darkened face facing his neighbors in the yard, with a faint smile on his lips.

"clang."

The fat chef washing the pot next to him squatted the big black pot on the stove, and then smiled flatteringly. There are benefits to being fat. Once your face is fat, wrinkles will disappear.

"Master, the pots are ready." The cook smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. No one would believe that he was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Yi Chuanzong nodded, withdrew his gaze, and his face became a little serious. This big pot of rice is easy to make, but it tastes very difficult to make it well! Just to heat it evenly, you need ten brushes.

First, he poured a large spoonful of oil around the big black iron pot, and the oil and water began to ripple in the iron pot. He held the handle of the iron pot with a rag and shook it. The oil in the iron pot made a perfect circle, and it was moist and shiny.

The dim light formed a perfect circle.

When the temperature of the oil rises slightly, add onions, ginger, garlic...aniseed...the movements are natural and elegant, and no step is superfluous. It looks so perfect. Even a cook gives people an elegant look.

Feel.

The fat chef next to him watched every move intently, with a thoughtful look in his eyes from time to time, mumbling to himself, guessing the purpose of each step, but making no sound.

Opposite, a somewhat shrewd young man was chopping vegetables. Looking at the fat chef in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he complained: "Brother Yu, look at our master, he is fascinated when he sees his master cooking. Just be a

A big pot of rice can catch our master's eyes."

Dang Dang Dang.

Another young man who was chopping vegetables raised his head expressionlessly. His face looked much more honest. He glanced ahead and said in a low voice: "Xiao Chen, we can't understand because of our cooking skills."

It's not enough. The chef's cooking skills have improved a lot now. He's no worse than the chef at our Fangshan Restaurant. Just study hard. Now you just cut your vegetables. When the chef lets you start cooking, that's the beginning.

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Nowadays, these unique skills are all reserved, otherwise they will teach the apprentices to starve to death.

It's just that the situation here is a little different. It's for mediocrity to be cautious.

Every industry requires a talent. The cooking skills of this fat chef have reached the peak of ordinary people. The selection of ingredients, side dishes, knife skills, seasoning, heat... It is not easy for these apprentices to learn. If they want to steal the master's job, there is no way.

It is impossible to work for 20 or 30 years. The master would have retired by then, so how could he be robbed of his job?

If the fat chef goes further, these apprentices may never reach that level in their lifetime.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and curled his lips. When he first started learning, he made mistakes in everything, and everything failed in the eyes of the master. If he wanted to cook, he had to master the basic skills first.

He has been studying cooking for four years and has yet to learn how to cook. What makes it even more painful for him is that he found that his master has recently become stricter and he may have to learn cooking for another two years.

Time waits for no one. He can't always be a young man who has enough to eat and his family is not hungry. When he gets married as an adult, he will have to make money. Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's eyes became a little gloomy.

Seeing his junior brother's downcast expression, Li Yu comforted him: "Don't think too much, the master will test you every two days, and he will never deliberately torture you. Speaking of which, when I first started cooking, the master was also very tight. .”

"Really?" Chen Hao's eyes shone a little, "I can start cooking right away?"

"Be more practical and satisfy the master, and he will naturally let you cook." Li Yu said as a reminder.

Chen Hao nodded and began to prepare the dishes seriously.

After cooking two pots of food, Yi Chuanzong took off his apron and said, "Zhou Ping, you can do the rest. It's time for me to sit down."

The fat chef Zhou Ping patted his chest and said, "Master, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem on my side!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded and walked towards Lou Xiao'e's table.

Zhou Ping had been asked to come over to help twice before, and he only gave this person a few pointers. Afterwards, this person came here every two days, even watching him cook dinner, and even gave him some food from time to time.

Yi Chuanzong sincerely wanted to learn from him, so Yi Chuanzong thought about it and accepted him as a registered disciple.

Originally, Zhou Ping was the chef of Fangshan Restaurant. After improving his skills in the past few months, it was even more obvious.

This also made him respect Yi Chuanzong even more.

"Xu Damao, did you see that? My brother is also getting married! Teacher, can you compare with this?"

Silly Zhu was wearing a dark blue youth uniform, small leather shoes on his feet, and a polish on his head. He looked very cool.

The most important thing is the side. Ran Qiuye stands beside Silly Zhu with his head cocked. He has fair skin and a beautiful face. The pony tail that represents youth is untied and his hair is tied into a bun. He has become very mature and dignified. Beautiful, this little temperament is right there.

Xu Damao glanced at her, snorted, turned around, and muttered, "Bullshit, you've blinded such a beautiful girl."

The neighbors sitting around couldn't help but snicker. The two brothers loved to fight each other and had been competing since childhood. Now that Xu Damao married a widow and Sha Zhu married a teacher, Xu Damao was naturally compared to them.

"Xu Damao! What did you say?" Silly Zhu stared, rolling up his sleeves as if to take action, "Can you try to say something to me again?"

Beside her, Ran Qiuye frowned. She tugged on Sha Zhu's sleeves and stared at Sha Zhu with her eyes. The invisible pressure was quietly released. Her eyes seemed to say don't associate with this person.

Silly Zhu smiled and could only raise his hand as if to hit her, but he was just pretending, he was being honest in front of his wife.

"Brother Zhuzi, you can't hit anyone in your good days." Yi Chuanzong walked over with a smile and sighed: "It's not easy for you to marry a wife. Don't let your father-in-law see you when you come here."

Silly Zhu's expression froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He really didn't expect that the biggest difficulty in getting a wife was not Ran Qiuye, but Ran Qiuye's family!

Good guy, in a family of scholars, Ran Qiuye, the primary school teacher, is actually the worst one in the family. His father teaches at a university and his mother teaches in a technical secondary school!

He is just a cook, so of course he is not favored. If everything goes smoothly, Silly Zhu will not have to wait for several months before getting married.

Fortunately, although the process was difficult, the father-in-law finally let go.

In fact, this matter has spread to the sect. You have to know that in a few years, Ran Qiuye will stay in the school but will not be a teacher, but will sweep the floors in the school. Then her family will have a certain level of hierarchy. Either she is an educated person, or There is a little leader in the family.

"Then what, Chuanzong, the banquet will start soon, I will invite my father-in-law to the banquet."

"Okay, let's go."

Yi Chuanzong responded casually and stood beside Xu Damao without making any move.

Uncle Ma, who was sitting on the bench, saw this and patted the boy beside him, "Hangzi, give me a seat for your brother Chuanzong."

Ma Hang looked a little thin, but he was very obedient. He quickly stood up and said: "Brother Chuan Zong, please sit down."

Yi Chuanzong patted his shoulder, sat down with a smile, and praised, "Good boy, I heard that you have been admitted to junior high school, keep working hard."

When Xu Damao saw Yi Chuanzong sitting over, he quickly showed an extremely warm face and a friendly smile. He picked up the teapot and poured water, "What are your orders?"

Yi Chuanzong raised his eyebrows, he was gentle enough.

He pondered slightly, "You're a capable guy. I heard you can do your old job? It's quite comfortable."

Xu Damao suddenly became stiff and felt extremely guilty.

He originally worked as a temporary worker, but this temporary job was not only tiring, but also earned little money and lacked dignity. The life was so hard and humiliating, how could he endure it?

It's just that there's a red letter on his resume, so he can't find any good work at all.

Now that I am doing my old job, of course I have to work hard in some areas.

He didn't know anyone who was capable, only Zhou Yuncheng who released him was familiar to him.

If you want Zhou Yuncheng to help him with his activities, you must naturally show your own value and help scheme Yi Chuanzong.

How could Xu Damao dare to speak out about this? He said with a sneer: "It's just a matter of food. I took some precautions before I could work as a projectionist again, thanks to your magnanimity. I was wrong in the past, and I will definitely not do the right thing with you in the future."

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Yi Chuanzong said nothing, but looked directly at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao's performance was so good that he felt so guilty that his eyes didn't even tremble.

Suddenly, Yi Chuanzong laughed.

"What you do right or wrong is your own business. Our children are all about the same age. Maybe these kids will be good brothers when they grow up."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xu Damao nodded repeatedly, heaving a sigh of relief in his heart. He almost thought that he had revealed his secret.

Yi Chuanzong narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he didn't see anything, he felt that there was a ghost inside. How could he still be a projectionist with a red-striped document?

If I could really do it, I wouldn't have been fired several times before.

But this is not the most important thing. When soldiers come to block it, when water comes to cover it up, he will take over whatever moves come his way.

The topic changed.

Yi Chuanzong seemed to ask casually: "By the way, where is your wife? Why don't you come out to sit down?"

The seat he is sitting in now belongs to the second son of the Ma family in the backyard. If Xu Damao's wife came out to sit at the table, this boy would definitely not sit here just now.

Xu Damao was a little confused after hearing this, and asked him what would happen to his wife? He didn't care, and Yi Chuanzong's usual disgusted look made him feel relieved.

"She happened to be going back to her parents' home when Silly Zhu came over. She said she was going to stay there for a few days."

Yi Chuanzong tilted his head slightly, his eyes a little thoughtful. The child has not yet reached one year old. Should he take the child back to his parents' home?

"The countryside is nice. It's cool in the countryside. Let's chat. I'll go sit there for a while."

Yi Chuanzong took a deep look at Xu Damao, then stood up and left.

Xu Damao was a little frightened. Why was the look in his eyes so weird? Could it be that something had been discovered?

Returning to his table, Yi Chuanzong was still a little absent-minded.
To be continued...