When Chen Yu woke up, he opened his eyes and found that he was the only one left on the bed. His girlfriend Feng Yan had obviously gotten up.
He stretched, got up and dressed, went downstairs to wash up, and after washing, he went directly to the lawn outside the house to practice Baguazhang several times.
By the time he returned to the restaurant, he was in high spirits.
In the restaurant, Feng Yan was serving breakfast to the dining table. When she saw him coming in, she smiled and said, "I got up a little early today, so I made you a breakfast myself. Do you want to try it?"
In Chen Yu's "memory", she did occasionally make breakfast for "him" with her own hands, so she didn't find it strange when she heard this.
He smiled and nodded, walked over and pulled out a chair and sat down, "Okay, let's eat together!"
"Um."
Feng Yan sat down opposite him.
She made a very simple breakfast, a pot of raw porridge, a few hard-boiled eggs, a few slices of bread, two small steamed dumplings, and a few plates of side dishes.
When Chen Yu sat down, she picked up a bowl and served him a bowl of raw porridge. There was some raw lobster meat in the porridge.
When she placed the bowl of raw porridge in front of Chen Yu, she smiled and said: "This lobster was just delivered to the kitchen this morning. Each one weighs more than a kilogram. I thought it was fresh, so I cooked one.
You don't need so much lobster meat to make porridge, so I actually only used half of it, and let the kitchen cook the other half for you at noon."
Chen Yu smiled and listened.
The "memory" in his mind told him that although "Chen Yu" in this time and space has hidden his true identity and career, "he" is not low-key in life, especially in terms of food and clothing, which can be called luxurious.
For example, many of the ingredients we eat every day at home are flown in from all over the world.
"He" occasionally participates in TV programs and is used to portraying himself as a foodie when being interviewed.
It gives the impression of a person who spends most of his income on enjoying life.
The raw porridge in the bowl was steaming and looked very hot.
Chen Yu was not in a hurry to touch it, but brought a small basket of steamed dumplings, picked one up with chopsticks, blew on it, and asked with a smile: "Did you make these dumplings yourself?"
The "memory" in his brain shows that Feng Yan, who grew up in a seaside city since childhood, is good at cooking seafood and likes to make dumplings with various seafood fillings.
Feng Yan nodded while serving himself porridge, "Well, didn't you say you wanted to eat dumplings filled with mackerel two days ago? I rarely got up early today, so I made some for you. You can eat more!
I don’t know when I’ll be free next time and I’ll give you a bag.”
Chen Yu took a bite of the juicy steamed dumplings and nodded with a smile on his face, "Okay, you can eat some too!"
Feng Yan smiled, scooped up some porridge with a small spoon, blew it gently, and said casually: "You eat yours, you eat the rest, I just have to taste it, these dumplings stuffed with mackerel, I
I ate a lot of it when I was a kid, and now I occasionally think about its taste, but if I really eat it, I can’t eat a few, just taste it.”
After a pause, she changed the topic, "By the way, I have a few days off next month. Are you free then? Let's go out and play?"
Chen Yu glanced at her and asked with a smile: "Where do you want to go?"
Feng Yan: "Australia! I want to see kangaroos. What do you think?"
Chen Yu was a little surprised.
But he still nodded, "Okay, when is your vacation specifically? I'll arrange the time."
…
The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
After breakfast, Feng Yan drove to the hospital.
Chen Yu, who was on vacation, was left alone in the villa with nothing to do.
But I don't want to go out and I'm too lazy to bother.
I made a pot of tea, went to the study upstairs alone, found a book from the bookshelf, drank tea and read, and spent my days leisurely.
During this period, when your eyes are tired and you close your eyes to rest, you will also learn about some people and things in this new time and space from the "memory" in your mind.
The level of medical technology in this new time and space has indeed improved a lot compared to the previous time and space.
Many types of cancer have been conquered.
There are many difficult and complicated diseases, many of which have treatments.
He was very pleased to learn this from "memory".
Thinking of the recent contact with himself from 20 years ago, who proposed to suspend contact for a few years and let him live a stable life for a period of time, he couldn't help but think about how he would live in this time and space in the next few years.
?
How to spend a few years?
It would be a waste of life to take vacation all the time.
You have to find something to do for yourself.
what to do?
Nowadays, he has long lost the pressure in life and has more money than he can spend in a few lifetimes. Therefore, he has no interest in doing many things.
After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't even think about what he would do in the next few years.
That afternoon, after lunch, he returned to his study. He didn't want to read anymore, so he turned on his computer, found the movies "Chen Yu" had made over the years, and started watching them one by one.
Although he knows what those movies are like in his "memory", his memory is fuzzy after all. Only by watching them with his own eyes can he have a clearer understanding of the quality of the movies "Chen Yu" has produced over the years.
Watching the movie, where the genetic warrior played by "Chen Yu" fights the villains one after another, Chen Yu felt quite strange.
When he watched "Chen Yu" in the movie, he felt familiar yet unfamiliar, a bit like he was looking at another person instead of himself.
"Chen Yu" in the movie is very aggressive when fighting with others.
Like a sharp knife unsheathed.
This made him feel quite emotional.
In one afternoon, I didn't get to watch all the movies "Chen Yu" has made over the years. I just watched two movies and it was evening.
I want to watch all the movies starring "Chen Yu" today, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to do so.
Noticing that it was already evening, Chen Yu thought for a while, turned off the computer, got up and went downstairs to make dinner.
There is a dedicated team of chefs in this manor.
But this morning, Feng Yan personally cooked breakfast for him, and he suddenly felt that he should repay her, or give her a little surprise.
Because "memory" told him that "he" had been dating Feng Yan for three years, but he had never cooked for her with his own hands. Feng Yan always cooked for him when he was free occasionally.
Chen Yu has developed good cooking skills in the past two time and space, but occasionally his hands are itchy and he wants to cook a few dishes.
Unfortunately, with his current status, the opportunities for him to cook personally are becoming less and less.
In the kitchen.
Several senior chefs in the kitchen have now become Chen Yu's assistants.
Each one of them was giving Chen Yu a hand while making eye contact with each other.
Chef A: "Brother Yu can also cook?"
Chef B shrugged, quietly spread his hands, and said, "I don't know either."
Chef C found an opportunity and asked in a low voice: "What happened to Brother Yu and Sister Yan today? One is cooking breakfast and the other is cooking dinner. Are we going to lose our jobs?"
The head chef glared at him and scolded him in a low voice: "Don't be too lazy! I just bought a house and the monthly mortgage is more than 10,000 yuan. Don't scare me!"
…
However, when they looked at Chen Yu's knife skills that were comparable to those of a professional chef, his skillful cooking techniques, etc., these chefs, who were well paid, felt a little panicked.
They all feel that their jobs are in doubt and that they may not be able to keep them.
If Feng Yan and Chen Yu thought it was romantic that one of them was cooking breakfast and the other was cooking dinner, they would have fired them all. No matter how long those two people could last, they would have been unemployed long ago.
.
Although they all have great skills, it is not difficult to find a job even if they leave here.
but……
Can the workload and salary of working as a chef in a hotel be comparable to that of working as a chef here?
Here, they only need to serve Chen Yu and Feng Yan attentively, and cook some staff meals for other people in the manor.
Typically, there is a lot of money but little to do. Once such a job is lost, it is not easy to find a similar one.
In order to prove his worth, when Chen Yu was cutting kidney flowers, the chef suggested with a smile on his face: "Brother Yu, let me carve radish flowers! Let's decorate the plate later?"
Chen Yu glanced at him and nodded with a smile, "Okay, let's go!"
The words of the head chef opened up everyone's thinking and pointed out the direction.
The Western chef rolled his eyes and suggested: "Brother Yu, let me help you decorate the restaurant? I can help you create a good candlelight dinner atmosphere. Do you like it?"
This is a good idea.
Chen Yu nodded with satisfaction, "Yeah, okay!"
The Western chef went away in a panic.
There is only one cutter and pastry chef left. You look at me and I look at you. The cutter subconsciously looks at the head chef who is carving radish flowers carefully, his eyes are a bit resentful.
I thought to myself: Carving is my specialty. How can you, a head chef, carve radish flowers? Are you trying to steal my business?
The pastry chef thought for a while, then smiled and suggested: "Brother Yu, let me help you make some dough figures! Just like you and Sister Yan, make a pair of loving little figures and put them on the dining table in a while.
, Sister Yan will definitely like it after reading it, what do you think?"
Master Chepei looked at him in astonishment and suddenly felt a little panicked. Why did it feel like everyone had something to do and I was the only one with nothing to do?
Chen Yu looked at the pastry chef with approval and said with a smile: "Okay, remember to make it look good. If it doesn't look good, don't put it on the table."
The pastry chef smiled confidently and gave Chen Yu an OK gesture, "Don't worry! Brother Yu, I promise it will look good!"
With that said, he also went to work.
The lone cutting master was left standing nearby, a little at a loss, like a poor child who was called alone to the teacher's office when he was a student.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Brother Yu, how about I help you chop vegetables?"
But when he looked at Chen Yu's superb knife skills, the words came to his lips and he couldn't say them.
Turning his eyes again and again, he finally thought of something he could do.
"Brother Yu, can I help you cut some ingredients? Ginger slices, garlic slices, chopped green onions, etc.?"
Chen Yu had long seen their expressions and thought it was quite funny. He nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, that's fine."
Master Chepei felt relieved when he heard this.
The originally stiff smile revealed a hint of relaxation.
In order to prove his knife skills, he cut ginger slices into diamond-shaped slices of even thickness and size; he cut garlic into small slices of similar thickness; even when mincing garlic, he deliberately took out two handfuls.
The kitchen knife, using the technique of a horseshoe knife, chops very rhythmically. The two kitchen knives chop alternately, making the sound of hooves like a galloping horse.
…
Modu First People's Hospital.
ophthalmology.
One day at work, Feng Yan was about to change out of her white coat and get off work when she was startled by several people who suddenly rushed into her office.
Because the first ones to rush in were a few men with a lot of energy.
Several nurses tried their best to stop them, but they still couldn't stop these agitated men.
As soon as she rushed into the office, several men cursed her angrily.
"That's her! It's this woman who performed the surgery on our mother. She's the one who blinded us!!"
"Yes! That's her! I said at the beginning that I wouldn't let her operate on our mother. Such a beautiful woman must have climbed up through evil means. What good medical skills can she have? Beat her! Beat her first!
"
"Fuck! It's just her, right? I'll do it! I'll do it!!"
…
The women who were following these men were also very excited at this time. Not only did they not stop the men in front of them, but they also fanned the flames and added fuel to the fire.
They all shouted that they wanted to beat Feng Yan.
Feng Yan's expression changed.
Although she still didn't know what happened specifically and asked herself that she had not neglected any operation, she was still frightened to retreat and dodge when she saw the angry and irrational looks of these people who rushed into her office.
Seeing that the man at the front was about to hit her in the face, several security guards from the hospital finally rushed to stop her.
Despite this, her office was in chaos for a while. In the corridor outside, some patients and their family members who heard the commotion and came to watch the excitement were pointing at her office and talking about it.
…
Restaurant in a suburban manor.
Chen Yu looked with satisfaction at a table of delicacies that were full of color, aroma and flavor, as well as candles on the dining table, a pair of lifelike little face figures, and several kinds of radish flowers placed on the edges of several plates. He had been imagining Feng Yan for a while.
When she came back and saw all this, she had a surprised expression.
He was looking forward to seeing her surprised look when she saw this.
However, as he watched, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
Always feel like there's something missing?
What's missing?
He squinted his eyes in thought and looked around, hoping to trigger some inspiration. His intuition told him that although tonight's table of delicacies and candlelight dinner props were very good, something really seemed to be missing.
After thinking for a while, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
I remembered!
Originally, he had cooked a dinner with his own hands tonight and made such a table of delicious food, so there was nothing missing.
but……
Because of the things those senior chefs helped to do, the atmosphere of tonight's meal was too romantic. Such a romantic atmosphere made this meal lack something.
Such as flowers, engagement rings, etc.
Otherwise, there is no gift for such an exquisite candlelight dinner. What's the difference between you solemnly giving a girl 99 red roses, but turning around and leaving without saying a word of love?
The girl might even think you are the flower delivery guy from the flower shop!