Chapter 134 Decided to go to Shanghai to go to college
On the other side, Chen Chu and Chen Youlu watched a movie quietly.
They also decided just now, and they will go to Shanghai to go to college.
Second brother Chen Weiqi is in Shanghai, someone is covering her, and she is not afraid of being bullied in everything.
It’s not easy to go to the capital, especially those famous schools, and the people who throw a brick may be the second generation.
Forget it, let’s go to the magic capital, there is the second brother covering it.
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It is approaching noon.
Chen Youlu wanted to cook with all his heart, so Chen Chu followed him to the back kitchen.
The back kitchen is very large, with a Chinese food area and a Western food area.
All kinds of equipment are well-equipped, and the sanitary conditions are very standardized.
Everyone in the back kitchen wore masks and hats, and almost no one spoke.
Chen Youlu and Chen Youlu both came in with good health protection. As soon as Chen Chu came in, he said, "By the way, Miss Youlu, I brought some vegetables and meat."
Chen Youlu was surprised, "Didn't you joke yesterday?"
"Of course I'm not joking, but I asked the nanny to bring the ingredients to the kitchen, and I don't know where they are now." Chen Chu said.
Chen Youlu smiled. Wearing a mask, he could only see his big eyes squinting, "I'll ask."
I found the back chef and asked the chef, and the chef hurriedly brought over a bag of ingredients, "Miss, the ingredients that Mr. Chen brought are here."
Chen Chu looked at some of the rice he brought, felt a little embarrassed, coughed dryly, "By the way, cook with the rice I brought."
The chef took a look at the rice brought by Chen Chu, and his first impression was that it was poor, very poor brown rice.
It has not been polished and processed into white rice, which is the rice that is usually bought, so it does not look good and has white fluff.
But he is the boss's guest, so of course he has to listen to his advice, so he went to find the rice himself in a hurry.
Chen Chu still did not forget to remind, "Be careful, this rice is quite rare."
In fact, he wanted to remind me that I don’t need to wash it. I feel that this washing is quite wasteful. How much essence has to be washed off?
But think again, never mind it! Anyway, if he wanted to, he could harvest a catty of rice in an hour, which was about eight or two rices, which was nothing to him.
Hearing Chen Chu's words, the chef paused and looked at the rice being washed. Could it be that he is ignorant? What kind of special rice is this?
He couldn't help but be more careful.
That’s right, if they can communicate with the boss Chen Baijia, they must not be an ordinary family. Can the rice they take be so simple?
Such a small amount of rice must be very precious. He washed it carefully, and then steamed it in a wooden barrel.
When the rice was steamed in the wooden barrel at the back, he was puzzled. The taste of this rice...is it too ordinary?
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It was already half past eleven, so Chen Youlu definitely didn't have time to cook so many dishes, and she only knew a few dishes, so she only made two dishes.
Other dishes are made by other chefs.
Chen Chu felt that he was redundant in Nuo Da's kitchen, so he went out altogether.
Who knew that as soon as I went out, I received a call from Chen Baijia, "Hello, Uncle Chen?"
"Chen Chu, Uncle Chen and your aunt Chen just got off the plane, are you free today?
Come to have a meal at home, I'll pick you up on the way. ", Chen Baijia laughed.
Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, "Ah? Uncle Chen, well, I'm at your house right now, and Sister Xiaolu is cooking."
Chen Baijia was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily, "Haha, it seems that our uncle and nephew really have a tacit understanding.
Okay, Uncle Chen has left the airport, let's talk about your college entrance examination later.
Uncle Chen was very busy when you were taking the college entrance examination, so he didn't have time to visit you. "
Chen Chu was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to tell him that he spent the past few days eating at his house when he was away.
"Uncle Chen is too polite, Sister Xiaolu is accompanying me in the college entrance examination!
My parents didn’t come either, and they were relieved to have Sister Xiaolu accompany me. "
"Well, okay, let's not talk, I'll squint for a while, sleepy." Chen Baijia hung up the phone, his eyes were tired, and he squinted his eyes for a nap.
Beside , Mrs. Chen didn't speak, she helped Chen Baijia press the acupuncture points on her head with distress.
Better than some little girls with poor skin. Although the skin has some wrinkles and sagging, it is completely unavoidable.
She didn't want to touch her face, she had no idea about facelifts or hyaluronic acid.
Afraid of damaging the facial features, anyway, almost no wives in her circle would touch her.
The lower the level, the more superstitious the people are, and the elite believe in science, but the higher the level, the more superstitious they are.
In the end, the two-headed superstition, but the elite believe in science.
Originally, her skin was not very good. As for why she had such a big change, it was partly due to Chen Baijia.
Chen Bojia has recently been exercising crazily, and has become much younger. His tendons are as strong as a bull, and he is extremely energetic.
Although it is not as long as when she was young, it seems that she can never run out of energy, full of vitality, and feeds her hard.
She didn't pay much attention to Chen Baijia's raising children outside.
Isn't this very common?
In addition, she often eats and drinks marrow washing spring, and her health is getting better and better.
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More than 30 minutes later, several low-key cars returned to the villa park, and Chen Baijia came back.
Restaurant, big round table, four people sat down, facing the rich dishes, everyone's appetite increased inexplicably.
This scent is really attractive, the chef is good at cooking!
Chen Baijia did not forget what Chen Chu said. Chen Youlu was cooking, and he asked, "Lulu, which of these dishes are you cooking?"
Chen Youlu was a little embarrassed, and pointed to a dish of boiled pork and a dish of stir-fried water spinach.
She only knows these simple dishes.
Chen Baijia moved his chopsticks immediately, picked up a piece of boiled meat with a little soy sauce on it, "I'll try Lulu's cooking."
Chen Youlu watched nervously, "How is it, is it delicious?"
Chen Baijia didn't speak, but just picked up another slice of boiled pork, with a very enjoyable and weird expression on his face.
Is this the taste that his daughter who just learned to cook can make?
Pork is cut into thin slices, white meat and lean meat are distinct, but mostly lean meat.
Put it in your mouth without any seasoning, but there is no fishy smell at all. The meat is handled very cleanly, which ordinary chefs cannot do.
It is estimated that part of the problem is the quality of pork.
Taste it, one word, it is 'sweet'.
Really, this white meat tastes neither oily nor greasy, but rather sweet, with a very unique flavor.
Chen Baijia ate, his eyes narrowed, he recalled eating meat once when he was a child, and it tasted like this.
But he also understood that the meat that time was not that delicious at all, but the memory was so deep and beautiful that the subconscious imagined it as the best taste.
But he didn't expect that he could eat a taste that only existed in his imagination today.
Chen Youlu urged, "Dad, how does it taste?"
Chen Baijia came back to his senses and unknowingly ate several slices of boiled pork. He sincerely praised, "It's delicious! Your boiled pork is really good."
"Really?" Chen Youlu's expectations were too low, and the evaluation she got was too high, she was a little unbelievable.
Chen Baijia noticed that no one else had moved their chopsticks, so he quickly greeted Chen Chu and his wife and daughter, "Come, let's eat."
The rest of the people immediately moved towards the plate of boiled meat...
"Hmm~", Chen Youlu was a little unbelievable, "It's really delicious!"
Do I really have the talent to be a chef?
Mrs. Chen also had a puzzled face as she tasted the boiled meat carefully.
Chen Chu took a slice, dipped a little soy sauce in his spoon, bit it lightly, and his eyes lit up.
sweet!
Only he knows that this question depends entirely on ingredients, without any cooking skills.
Maybe, but not much, a little bit.
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(end of this chapter)