Chefs like Aged are all this feeling, let alone others.

He came to the old man who was carrying the bowl to the water pot. Seeing that his eyes were bright, Chen Nian gently sucked the seafood porridge along the edge one by one.

This posture is so familiar!

He looks like a trainer!

Even if you don’t have two brushes, you can do such professional movements that can reach at least 9.8 points.

"Uncle, you used to be a storyteller?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Uncle, are you from the Northeast?"

"Yes, I think my accent is quite obvious."

"But uncle, why do you have to come to the south so far? Although there are also stories here, this industry is still a bit more popular in the north, right?"

The old man sighed: "Who is willing to run around? Isn't it all for the sake of making a living? Singing operas and stories to persuade people, three roads will go to the center, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end. The right path in the world

It's a vicissitudes; if something had happened, I couldn't stay in my hometown anymore, I could have a foothold in Peking for these few moments. Even if I don't go back to our hometown in Peking, I could have a full meal.

Who can explain these things clearly?”

Chen Nian thought about the history he had learned. It was now in 1936. It seemed that a few years ago, the Northeast was indeed occupied by the Japanese army and the puppet Manchukuo Military Government was established.

"What a bunch of damn things!"

Chen Nian couldn't help but curse, "The war has forced many people to leave their hometowns, and more people have separated their wives and children in the war, and even lost their lives."

The old man who was in the water pot also sighed, took another sip of seafood porridge, smashed his mouth: "It would be great if my mother could drink this thing, after all, we don't make this thing.

It's a pity... I ran away alone in the whole family back then, and I was in my 80s... Alas, those things that didn't have PY for a son, I walked all the way after I escaped, and it was really true that I got here.

I can't walk anymore. If the headmaster hadn't taken me in the end, I would have starved to death!"

Chen Nian sighed, it seemed that everyone has their own past.

But who can protect yourself in this environment?

The power of an individual is limited, what can you do?

Now we can only prepare the rice first.

As he was talking, Chen Nian saw that the main members of the opera troupe outside also came, obviously he had just finished practicing his skills and came to have breakfast.

"What do you drink shrimp porridge and white porridge?" Chen Nian asked.

After hearing this, Bai Yueshuang turned to look at the headmaster Li Fuchun: "Class master, what can we drink?"

It was obvious that he was usually very strict, and Bai Yueshuang thought that she wanted to drink shrimp porridge now, but she didn't know whether to drink shrimp porridge or not was a taboo of the head teacher. After all, Li Fuchun usually told them that at least they should protect their voices no matter what.

.

It doesn’t matter if you are ugly in this industry. Anyway, you will have to put on makeup on your face at that time, so there are always suitable characters.

But if your throat breaks, it will be gone.

When others watch you perform, you can't just open your mouth and not speak on stage. Even if you are just a little bit like a flip, people won't buy it if there is no sound.

The money earns from the audience when singing on stages and performing operas, and the actors also make money by relying on this, so naturally, they have to pay great attention to the guys who eat.

Paying attention to diet is the most basic thing in their daily life. If they eat spicy, salty, or sweet, they will cause the voice to break, muffle, and not be able to sing when singing.

Li Fuchun turned around and looked at the pot of shrimp porridge. He found that there was nothing extra in it, and everyone's food was delicious. After thinking about it, he said, "Whoever you want to drink, but you only allow porridge, not

Eat pickles.”

"Okay!" Bai Yueshuang was happy when she heard this. She asked Chen Nian for a bowl of seafood porridge on the spot. She held it and drank it happily.

Qin Xiangyun then ordered a bowl of seafood porridge, and she was also a little curious about the skills of aged.

Li Fuchun and Du Liniang ordered white porridge. They chose this way, so the little girl who had been following Du Liniang naturally chose white porridge. Although she looked at the seafood porridge, she seemed to want to taste it.

taste.

But in the end, her inner shyness still restrained her.

Bai Yueshuang kept saying that it was delicious, but Li Fuchun looked at the untrue apprentice with a look of regret, and then looked at Du Liniang: "Li Niang, why do you drink this too

?”

After all, in his opinion, young people may still prefer something more delicious, and they are also food, sex, and there is nothing to say.

But Du Liniang whispered: "I like drinking white porridge."

Chen Nian understood as soon as he heard that everyone has their own advantages. Some people just like to drink white porridge, just like some people are born not to like meat.

When they come to have dinner in the morning, they each bring their own bowls, so the aging period also saves the effort of washing the pot.

But in the end, after everyone left with satisfaction, Chen Nian found that he had finished drinking all the white porridge, but there was still some seafood porridge.

The seafood porridge tastes bad until noon, but there are still two or three bowls left and I can’t finish it by relying on myself.

I had no choice but to put it aside first. Maybe anyone else would like to come over to have a bowl in the morning?

So he poured the big pot and the small pot over each other.

Clean the pots and bowls, and after the kitchen is cleaned, it will be fine.

As for the ingredients for noon, it will be ready after a while. It's only past eight in the morning anyway.

It is just about preparing meals for more than fifty people at noon, which is as simple as an adult being able to control himself from picking up garbage and eating it.

However, Chen Nian thought that since he came here, he could not spend all day in the kitchen. Yesterday, due to time, he couldn't go out. Today, he was just empty and might as well go out for a walk.

It is May now. Although the weather is hot, it is morning after all, so it is still cooler than during the day.

The place Chen Nian is going to go this time is the vegetable market. He just took advantage of shopping to go to the vegetable market here. After all, there are not many ingredients in the kitchen and you need to prepare some in advance.

But Chen Nian just walked out the door and took two steps, suddenly he seemed to have tripped by something under his feet, and he staggered forward and fell.

When I turned around, I saw a beggar wearing a rag and looking around in panic, then looking at the newspaper under him...

It was obvious that he was sleeping just now, but he was accidentally kicked by himself while he was asleep.

Kicked to wake up.

But when Chen Nian looked over, there seemed to be a layer of gray fog on the other party's pupils.

This person had chapped lips and a pale face.

"Is it okay?" Chen Nian asked hurriedly.

But the other party looked at Chen Nian but shook his head slightly and said weakly: "It's okay..."

His voice was dull. If it weren't for the fact that there weren't many people on the road in the morning, Chen Nian might not have heard what the other party was saying.

"Have you been sick for so long since you had eaten?"

"Two days."
Chapter completed!