The father and daughter "struggled" for most of the day. In the end, Yu's father was defeated and raised the white flag to surrender.
He was horrified to find that Yu Jian's temperament was even tougher than that of his wife Liu Liping. He was afraid that if he continued to manipulate her, the knife that was still chopping meat in Yu Jian's hand would be swung at him.
It’s simply...that something is better than the skill of the master...
Dad Yu finally regained his confidence, which satisfied Yu Jian. The two of them discussed it and asked Dad Yu to go to Boss Han to find out about Jin Lao's preferences before formulating the menu for the banquet.
Yu Yuan was lying on the sofa with her arms pillowed on her head and saw the "big drama" between her father and sister. She was a little bit unfinished. Seeing that it was almost time for her mother to come back, she "obediently" opened the tablet that Yu Jian placed on the coffee table.
You need to finish reciting the poems of the day.
He pressed the password in a familiar manner, and as soon as the screen came on, a series of beeping sounds came from the screen.
Yu Yuan was startled, and he looked around, but found that the sound was still there. He could only shout to his sister: "Sister, come on, come on..." He was so anxious that he almost cried.
If this is broken, will he still need it when his mother comes back?
After hearing his cry, Yu Jian thought something serious had happened, so she hurriedly rinsed her hands under the faucet and walked out of the kitchen before she could wipe them.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Yuan held the tablet with one hand and greeted her with the other. He dropped two golden beans from his mouth: "It...it keeps barking!"
Yu Jian took a look and saw that this was not the Penguin message prompt! She thought something had happened!
After comforting the little guy for a few words, Yu Jian clicked on the penguin icon. Now it was better. A stream of avatars started to beat one after another, and even her little heart began to beat along with it.
[Ajian Ajian, you are popular, you are popular, you are popular!] Huang Nuan sent her a message from the other end, and a dialog box popped up quickly as she clicked on it.
Yu Jian frowned, confused by her meaningless words.
I replied with a brief question mark.
As a result, the page on the other side started to swipe, and several links crazily swept through her page.
If she hadn't known Huang Nuan's daily chatting style so well, Yu Jian would have thought that her penguin was infected with a virus.
Clicking on one of them turned out to be the news headlines of Raoxiang's portal website. There was a headline: The Raoxiang delicacy that I miss so much is actually made by a high school girl...
The accompanying picture turned out to be a photo of her wearing a mask and meticulously making stone flower syrup.
Yu Jian curiously clicked on another link, which turned out to be an interview from a food festival event. A well-meaning person with mosaics chewed the flower glutinous rice dumplings in his hand and praised inarticulately: "It's so delicious!
I will come to Raoxiang for tourism next year!”
Yu Jian was a little confused about this matter, so she sent another message to Huang Nuan: [What's going on?]
The other side responded quickly: [Sister! Your good craftsmanship has driven the tourism industry of the entire Rao Township!!]
Yu Jian was amused by her wording and found a picture of a speechless expression and sent it to her.
[Really! The county has sent people to the village to praise you! It is said that when school starts, the school will also have a commendation meeting! 】
So...exaggerated??
Yu Jian touched her nose angrily. She didn't do anything... and she didn't understand what was going on here.
[The food festivals in previous years were neither fish nor fowl, and there were a lot of bad reviews. Citizens in our county thought it took up space and affected hygiene; tourists from other places thought the food was expensive and unpalatable. This time our school did this
, not only did the idea suddenly rise, when the county came for interviews, they all said that the food you made was so delicious!】
Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, Huang Nuan solved her doubts and said: [As soon as the county TV report was broadcast, it sparked another discussion. Many people took photos of the sugar water we sell and posted them online.
!]
After two seconds, he sent another pitiful expression: [When will you come back? I miss you...]
Yu Jian was still immersed in what she said, and the unexpected news caught her off guard.
She thought for a while and started typing: [I'll be back in one week.]
【Then remember to bring me a gift!】
Yu Jian rolled her eyes and smiled angrily. This must be her ultimate goal.
…
In the evening, Father Yu sat happily under the big locust tree to enjoy the cool air. He shook the banana fan with one hand and took a sip of tea with the tea cup in the other hand.
The old mother called from her hometown in Raoxiang. She first asked about the current situation of several people, and then told about Yu Jian's event at the food festival. Yu's father was confused after hearing this. After hanging up the phone, he called his daughter, and then he realized that,
It turns out that Yu Jian has become famous in Rao Township due to her cooking skills.
This made him extremely happy, and his face tightened. He still had to put academics first in educating his daughter, but in fact, he was already happy in his heart.
Moreover, after listening to what the old mother said, she was also in awe of Yu Jian's cooking skills.
"What are you enjoying? Have you asked clearly what your daughter asked you to ask?" Yu's mother couldn't see his leisurely look and asked him deliberately.
"That's almost it..." Boss Lao Han was very supportive of him and helped him find out everything about Mr. Jin's likes and taboos, even the guests who were invited to the banquet by Mr. Jin the day after tomorrow.
Mr. Jin’s student came back from abroad, and Mr. Jin was here to help him clean up his troubles.
In the words of boss Han, "Jianguo, I know your craftsmanship is not bad, but you are too timid and don't like to stand out in everything."
Dad Yu responded: "Yes, yes, yes."
Speaking of this, Boss Han felt a little resentful: "You have been with me for so many years, and yet you are still being pressured by a king!"
It’s not like you have your son’s support behind you! Father Yu is so secretive that he still says: “Yes, yes, yes.”
Boss Han could imagine his expression when he saw that he was a dead pig and was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He snorted coldly: "Let me tell you, I will handle this matter beautifully. Otherwise, you can see that I won't do it anymore."
You are skinny!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang.
Father Yu smiled bitterly, no matter what, he was still peeled off. What's going on with your father and son fighting, taking it out on him?
Yu Jian was deleting and drawing on the paper, racking her brains to list the dishes.
Chaozhou cuisine is one of the oldest cuisines. Although Yu Jian was born in Chaozhou, Xinzi is from the Tang Dynasty after all.
Li Yuanxi served as the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, and his specialty was Chang'an cuisine. He dabbled in other dishes, but not much.
Yu Jian wrote several pages, but was not very satisfied.
There are eighteen dishes in the banquet. In addition to cold dishes, soups and snacks, the other eight hot dishes are the ones that test the chef's skills the most.
Closing her eyes, Yu Jian raised her head and leaned back on the chair in the room, while hundreds of dishes flashed through her mind one by one.
She started working in the kitchen at the age of five, met her master at the age of ten, officially became a master at the age of fifteen and entered Guanglu Temple, and started traveling in the Central Plains at the age of twenty.
Lingnan Road...Guangzhou Prefecture...Chaozhou...
found it!
Yu Jian quickly grabbed the ball of light in her mind, opened her eyes suddenly, and a faint light shot out from her eyes...