Chapter 127 That man is cooking for his daughter! (2/2)
Diao Jing said this, of course it is not that she is not optimistic about Yang Ruoyi. If she was not optimistic about Yang Ruoyi's future, she would not go to Suzhou and Hangzhou to sign Yang Ruoyi. But Yang Ruoyi is indeed not so good that she has to sign her. They, Cara Entertainment, sign her every year
Among the artists, many are talented children like Yang Ruoyi.
Of course, Dong Yixia did not say that she was referring to Yang Ruoyi. Diao Jing heard her smile softly during the voice call: "Diao Jing, you misunderstood. In Yiyang Culture, the most potential artist is not Yiyi."
"It's her dad!"
"Her father? Yang Han?" Diao Jing exclaimed.
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Let’s not talk about Diao Jing’s reaction, but if she knew that the man with the most potential that Dong Yixia mentioned was now in the canteen of the “Birth of a Girl Group” program team, wearing an apron and a white hat and sweating like rain, she would
The expression on your face will definitely be more exciting!
"Who is this? He's dressed so well and he comes here to cook." In the kitchen of the show's canteen, several chefs and waiters were hiding aside and talking about it.
"It seems that he is the father of a certain student. He is cooking for his children."
"Oh, no wonder!"
"Isn't this too big of a show? Coming all the way here to cook?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I heard that I was accompanied here by someone from above..."
Yang Han didn't know that he was here to cook, and there were some minor misunderstandings. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
Are you kidding me? What is Yang Han's identity? He does something for his daughter and he still needs to care about other people's comments?
What he "cares about" now is actually only the ingredients in the canteen.
It's not that the ingredients in the canteen are not fresh enough or plentiful enough, the main problem is that there are no prawns, white pomfret and other seafood that he wants.
At home, every time Yang Han makes braised prawns and pan-fried white pomfret for her daughter, Yang Ruoyi always eats them completely, leaving nothing behind!
Of course, you are outside now. It would be nice if someone else lent you the kitchen, kitchen utensils and ingredients. Yang Han was too late to be grateful, so how could he be so fussy about it?
Whatever is available, we will do it!
If you don't have a whole chicken, you can make plain chicken. Yang Han marinates the cut chicken pieces, waits for half an hour to marinate the flavor, then stir-fries, then adds onions, peppers (a little), garlic, black beans and other ingredients, and puts it in
Stew it in a casserole and it becomes the famous Jie Jie Chicken Stew!
Ask the chef to help chop two pieces of pork ribs, add seasonings and garlic, marinate them, and steam them in a pot after half an hour. This garlic steamed pork ribs is also a famous Cantonese dish!
The canteen did not have the sea shrimp that Yang Han wanted, but there were a lot of those small river shrimps. Yang Han peeled them into shrimps and used egg white and starch to make them sizing! However, this method is not the famous Longjing shrimps in Suzhou and Hangzhou.
, but then beat in the egg liquid, fry it with the shrimp, and finally sprinkle some green chopped green onion to fry up a golden and delicious shrimp scrambled egg!
There was no sea fish but there was seabass. Yang Han also took one out and made authentic Cantonese-style steamed fish. It is very simple. The key is to control the heat properly. Finally, add shredded green onions and top with the prepared hot soy sauce and boiling peanut oil.
Got it!
Obviously, when cooking such a large portion, Yang Han did not want his daughter to eat alone. Therefore, in order to feed her daughter and her friends, Yang Han also cooked a few more portions, such as braised eggplant, stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, and stir-fried pork with green pepper.
Such home cooking...
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In the medium-sized theater of the Guzhen Grand Theater, the girls' activities are still going on. After they finish playing the game, there is a somewhat sensational "self-confession" segment specially arranged by the program team.
The trainees voluntarily went up and told their dreams and expectations for the future in words to themselves. There were many ups and downs stories among them, which made the girls burst into tears. However, after playing like this, the activities became more and more vivid.
The end time seems a bit far away!
"When will it end?" Yang Ruoyi gradually couldn't sit still. She looked left and right, turning around and looking back from time to time. Finally, she took Tang Wenfei's hand and whispered to her anxiously, "What time is it now?"
"I don't know what time it is." Tang Wenfei said honestly.
They are not allowed to bring cell phones, and no one wears a watch!
It would be okay if it was in the practice room. There is a wall clock on the wall of the practice room. Even if it doesn't work, you can ask the photographer. But this is a theater. In order to avoid flaws in the recording of the program, the program team did not place any clock here.
"Yiyi, how about you tell the director that you want to leave first?" Tang Wenfei suggested to her friend in a low voice.
"No, this is so bad..." Yang Ruoyi shook her head. She didn't want to affect everyone or ruin the program that everyone had worked so hard to prepare.
I don’t know how long it took, but Lu Yiyi and Ye Zixi announced tiredly and happily that this afternoon’s activities were finally over.
After it was over, Yang Ruoyi was almost the first to stand up. She took Tang Wenfei's hand, and the two girls hurried to the back together.
"Yang Ruoyi!" He Yanan saw her figure and quickly stood up from a small bench in the director's area, waving to her.
"Sister Yanan, where is my father?" Yang Ruoyi's anxiety and worry were written on her pretty face.
"Your dad went to the practice building and said he had prepared a surprise for you in the dining hall." He Yanan said with a smile.
"Has my father come to see me?" Yang Ruoyi breathed a sigh of relief, but she asked nervously and expectantly.
"He's been here. He and Teacher Gu watched you dance." He Yanan patted her shoulder and smiled, "You danced really well today. I heard your father was very pleased!"
"Sister Yanan, what time is it now?" Tang Wenfei, still a bystander, asked a key question in a low voice.
"What time is it? Let me see, six fifty, almost seven o'clock..." He Yanan took out her mobile phone and took a look.
"It's almost seven o'clock?" Yang Ruoyi exclaimed in a low voice.
"Let's go quickly, otherwise Uncle Yang will have to go to the airport." Tang Wenfei comforted Yang Ruoyi, "Don't worry, although we can't have dinner together, Uncle Yang should still be waiting for you."
However, it was still a little late after all...
Yang Ruoyi and the others came out of the Guzhen Grand Theater. Since they could not wait for everyone to gather and take the bus, they could only ask the program team to arrange a battery car for them. After waiting for a long time for the battery car, Yu Xiaoqi and the others followed them out uneasily.
By the time they took the battery car and arrived at the practice building, it was already almost 7:20.
"Your dad? He left. He said he had cooked food for you. Do you want to eat it now or when?" The uncle in the canteen told Yang Ruoyi.
Yang Han had no news from the Grand Theater and didn't know when his daughter's activities ended. After Gu Baojun sent him here, he also left long ago because he had other things to do.
So, after finishing preparing dinner for her daughter, Yang Han sat and waited for a while.
It was past seven o'clock and her daughter still hadn't appeared. Yang Han waited for five more minutes and had no choice but to get into Wu Mao's car and drive to the airport under the building.
It was only about ten minutes away, and Yang Ruoyi and her father just missed it...
"Yiyi, don't be sad, at least your dad is here today!" Yu Xiaoqi came over, hugged Yang Ruoyi, whose eyes were red, and comforted her in a low voice, "Look at us, some are here for almost a month, and some are here for a long time.
, like me, I haven’t been home for almost two years, shouldn’t I cry even more?”
Tang Wenfei felt uncomfortable when she saw Yang Ruoyi shed tears. She didn't know whether she agreed with what Yu Xiaoqi said or what. She pursed her lips and nodded with tears in her eyes.
"It's okay, Yiyi, give it a try. You're used to it. As artists, we can't help ourselves outside. It's common not to go home for a long time!" Su Qianyu came over and patted Yang Ruoyi's shoulder.
"Who said that? I used to go home every week." Lin Qiuxun muttered.
"Ni Zuokai, your family is in the Magic City, right next to each other!" Lin Wan gave her a dumbfounded laugh.
Just when Lin Qiujun's intervention made everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the mood and atmosphere relaxed a little, Guan Menghan, who was standing behind, suddenly screamed in amazement.
"Wow, uncle, this is what you said, the food cooked by Yiyi's father? It's so rich!"
"Yes, that Yang Ruoyi's father did it."
Yang Han spent an hour and a half, with the help of the canteen chef, cooking more than ten dishes. Now they are carried by the uncles and aunts in the canteen, and they come out one by one just like the dishes in the hotel. They are placed on the table.
It still looks spectacular!
Not to mention Yu Xiaoqi and the others, Yang Ruoyi couldn't help being stunned when she saw it herself, and she even forgot to feel sad.
"Isn't this too, too, too exaggerated? Yiyi, are you sure your father doesn't run a restaurant?" Yu Xiaoqi now has reason to suspect that Yang Ruoyi is lying. Her family definitely doesn't run a teahouse!
"It's really not the case. These dishes are all cooked for me by my father at home. But I don't usually cook so much." Yang Ruoyi explained to her friends in a dumbfounded way.
In fact, it is indeed a home-cooked dish. Except for the plate of steamed seabass that looks more expensive, the other dishes are a bit plain. The ones in the hotel are more luxurious and beautiful than this one. However, these are all Cantonese dishes, and girls may not be able to get them.
Not much, so it's a little fussy.
But even so, Yang Ruoyi's father still moved everyone by preparing meals for his daughter with such care.
It really doesn’t require any money or three hundred cups of coffee worth thousands. Just these ordinary meals, prepared with heart and warm fatherly love, are already the best gifts!
"Yiyi's father is so kind..." Zou Yijia said enviously.
"I suddenly feel so hungry, there are so many delicious foods!" Lin Qiuxun touched his stomach, blinking pitifully at Yang Ruoyi, hinting wildly.
"Everyone, let's sit down and eat. I won't be able to finish all the food. Let's eat together." Yang Ruoyi burst into tears and laughed. She cheered up and warmly invited her friends.
The uncle in the dining hall thought of something. After leaving to do other things, he folded it back and handed over a piece of paper: "By the way, Yang Ruoyi, your father also left you a note!"