Every cook has a wish, which is to see a smile appear on the faces of people who taste this dish. - "Dae Jang Geum"
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Ruochu walked out of Xiaochuan's office angrily alone and leaned against the wall outside the door for a while. Thinking about it, daddy should have his own living space, right? Is he looking for a date? Forget it, no.
Don't worry about it when you should. Just go home and see what delicious things your mother has cooked. By the way, I have another mission when I go home this time. I can't forget it.
When Ruochu returned to Qin's house, the whole family was there. He put down his backpack and rushed into the kitchen. As expected, Qin Nan was busy inside and the nanny was taking action.
"Mom, I want to learn how to cook with you." Ruochu announced loudly and decisively as soon as he came in.
This was her main mission when she came back this time. Because Daddy cooked for her, she also had to cook for him. It wasn’t that she didn’t think Daddy’s cooking was delicious, she just felt that she should take care of him, not the other way around.
Daddy takes care of himself.
Besides, people who have never lived outside the home don’t know how much difference their quality of life will have if they have decent cooking skills. Only now does she realize it deeply. When her father didn’t come back, she ate instant noodles and frozen food all day long.
, At that time, because of work, I couldn't take care of other things. Now that I'm free for the time being, I have to make long-term plans for the future, right? Even if it's not for her daddy, Qin Ruochu's stomach doesn't want to be wronged anymore.
Qin Nan was making soup for a cold dish when he was startled by Ruochu's sudden cry.
"Little girl, you still know how to come home. Why didn't you come back with your dad yesterday?" Qin Nan patted Ruochu's hand that was reaching for a bowl with chopped tomatoes, and then handed her a washed tomato.
, Ruochu took it with a smile.
"Yesterday, didn't something happen yesterday?" Ruochu thought about what happened to Rousseau last night, and his smile faded a lot. He subconsciously gnawed tomatoes to cover up the awkwardness caused by hearing this name.
"Dating Rousseau?" Qin Nan really didn't like to mention anything. Ruochu almost choked on her words. Fortunately, this could explain why his face turned red from holding back.
"Mom, is my dad talking nonsense to you about a date?" Ruochu protested angrily, while Qin Nan was still patting her on the back, "Okay, forget us talking nonsense, eat slowly, you...
I don’t know when I can change my impatience.”
What an unlucky thing. I choked in the morning, and now I'm choked again. I really should check the imperial calendar to see if everything went wrong today, Ruochu thought gloomily.
"Tell me, why do you want to learn cooking?" Qin Nan handed the prepared soup to the nanny, and then went to check the marinating condition of the pork chops.
"Ah, the food outside is not delicious, and I can't come back often. I can cook it myself when I want you to cook it, right?" Bad luck is bad luck, and business should not be forgotten, Ruochu hurriedly explained.
Qin Nan stretched out a finger and tapped Ruochu's forehead, "You are so sweet, go and peel off these two cucumbers." He said and handed Ruochu a special peeling knife.
"Auntie, I can do this." The nanny on the side said quickly.
"No, Xiao Liu, you go about your business. Everything you learn should start with the simplest things." Qin Nan said and handed Ruochu two cucumbers.
Ruochu took it obediently and began to cut it clumsily. Qin Nan looked at it and came over to correct her posture, "This way, it won't touch her hands and it can be cut thinner."
"Mom, am I stupid?" Ruochu frowned because Qin Nanfang said that this was the simplest, but she couldn't even do it well.
"What do you think? There are specializations in the profession. Even if you are a generalist, there are some who don't know anything. What's more, we, in fact, in life, we only need to do one or two things that are our duty. We can't ask for it. There are too many, there is always something we can't do in this world." Qin Nan began to wrap the marinated pork ribs with glutinous rice.
"But, Mom, why do I think you know everything? There seems to be nothing you can't do, and you're so good at cooking." Ruo Chu was telling the truth, she had never seen anything that Qin Nan couldn't do. , and as long as you do something, nothing can't be done.
"You are just sweet-talking, and your mother and I also have many things that I can't do well, but I don't force myself to do it. If you can do it well, do it as much as you can. Don't be attached to what you can't do. People should learn to be content. Maybe you don't know how to cook, and your future husband is a master. God is actually very good at finding a balance." Putting the plate with the ribs on it in the steamer and turning it on, Qin Nan glanced at the timer on the console. device.
"Mom, what do you need to pay attention to when making these glutinous rice ribs?" Ruochu noticed Qin Nan's movements and felt that it was not a difficult task.
"It is the configuration of the seasonings used to marinate the ribs. The proportion of each seasoning must be precise. Different proportions will result in different flavors. Also, the steaming time must be mastered. The seasonings generally include..."
"Wait, Mom, don't say it yet..." Ruochu handed Qin Nan another unpeeled cucumber and went to wash his hands.
"What to do?" Qin Nan looked at Ruochu blankly.
"I'll get the recorder and you can talk later."
"No, if you really want to learn, I can take pictures of what I made and put them on my blog starting tomorrow, with detailed steps." In fact, Qin Nan had wanted to do this for a long time, but he was just afraid of Qin Nan. Bei joked that she was bored, but now that her daughter has this interest, she is happy to teach it to her.
"Wow!" Ruochu blinked, "Mom, this method is too long live!"
"But, the most important thing about cooking is something that is not mentioned in any recipe. Do you want to listen?" Qin Nan hesitated.
"It can't be your secret book, is it? Of course I have to listen to it and tell me quickly." Ruochu's eyes began to shine.
"No matter what you do, you must maintain a happy or at least a peaceful mood. One thing you must understand is that your mood will affect the taste of the food. Also, there is no difference between something made with care and something made casually. Different, always remember that cooking for the one you love is something that can make the other person happy as well as yourself. This is the secret, will you be disappointed?" Qin Nan said and looked at Ruo with a smile. early.
"Cooking for the one you love is something that can make the other person happy as well as yourself..." Ruochu repeated Qin Nan's words, "No wonder Mom, whatever you cook is so delicious, because you love Every one of us, I understand, and I will do it." Ruochu said as if to promise.
"Oh, if this is the case, you will never go home." Qin Nan whispered to himself.
"Mom..." Ruochu immediately put his arms around Qin Nan's waist, "Even though I have learned how to cook it, I still like to eat what you cook. That's the real thing, right?"
"You, go ahead and peel the cucumber." Qin Nan pulled away Ruochu's hands.
"hey-hey."
Qin Bei knew that Ruo Chu was back, but he never saw his shadow. It was not until Ruo Chu and Qin Nan walked out of the kitchen together that Qin Bei was shocked.
"What? Our princess has been brainwashed by you and is obsessed with cooking?" Qin Bei looked in disbelief.
Qin Nan smiled but did not answer.
"Dad, you think everyone is as lucky as you. You can eat the food cooked by my mother, a super chef, at any time. I want to think about my future." Ruochu came over and sat next to Qin Bei, sniffing carefully.
The smell of cigarette smoke on his body was good, not very strong.
Qin Bei pinched her nose. "Is it for Rousseau's stomach?"
"Dad!" Ruo Chu stood up and went to set the table with the nanny. He came again. Mom and dad kept talking about Rousseau. Is Rousseau really that good? Or did you not realize it?
"Hey, sister is back. Where is Rousseau's brother-in-law?" At this time, Ruoqi came down from upstairs and met Ruochu. Ruoqi asked with a smile.
Ruochu let out a long sigh, it seemed that he couldn't escape.
However, everyone in the family likes Rousseau. If you think about it carefully, you don't dislike him. Ruochu even began to reflect on whether his performance last night hurt him. However, such thoughts were immediately overturned. Who asked him to perform?
He looks like a prostitute, but he is still under the watchful eyes of so many people. If he is not stricter, this kind of thing will become a common occurrence in the future. Although he is about to graduate, he cannot leave him alone and hang out with others casually.
The impression of a kiss.
In short, he is wrong. I will ignore him tomorrow. Ruochu made up his mind. Thinking of that kiss, Ruochu subconsciously touched his lips. They seemed to be still hot and his heart began to beat. Last night
I stayed up all night just because of this. How can I get rid of it? Really.
"Sister, are you okay? You can still dream in broad daylight." Ruoqi put his face in front of Ruochu, but Ruochu hurriedly avoided it.
"Ah? What are you doing?" Ruochu exclaimed.
"It's okay, help me serve the rice." Ruoqi confidently handed the rice bowl to Ruochu. Who asked her to be so unlucky next to him? Alas.
Both Qin Nan and Qin Bei also noticed that Ruo Chu was worried. He had eaten a bowl of rice for a long time and had not eaten much. However, they both chose to ignore it tacitly. After all, the child was older. However, thinking of Ruo Qi, Qin
Nan also has no appetite.
"Ruoruo, why didn't your dad come to dinner? Didn't you call him?" Qin Nan thought of Xiaochuan.
"Oh, he said he had something to do and he would come over tomorrow. Aren't he going to discuss the website?" Ruochu took a few bites carelessly, "I'm full." He got up and went back to his room.
I learned something very important from my mother today - the true meaning of cooking: cooking is happy because it is for the people you love.
Why did I want to learn to cook? It was very simple. I just wanted to make it less difficult for my dad. I didn’t think much about anything else. But when I thought about my dad seeing the table full of dishes that I cooked, Ruochu was looking forward to it. Okay.
Well, I love my dad as much as I love my father.
What about Rousseau? What would his expression be like if he saw that he had cooked a table full of dishes? He would definitely be shocked. Thinking of this, Ruochu couldn't help but laugh. It turns out that he was no longer angry with him, but he just felt very nervous.
Weird, I feel like I was bullied by him and I must get him back.