allonlinenovel Chapter 234 He's going to smash the signboard.
Chapter 234 He's going to smash the signboard.
Madam Qian and her daughter Qian Ruoyun both said in unison, "No way!"
Madam Qian continued to object, "Qian Jinyun! You dare! If you dare to cook again and ruin the ingredients, causing us harm, I'll break your legs!"
Qian Ruoyun, standing to the side, gloated and suggested:
"Mom, let's go to Shuiyun Restaurant for dinner. It's the best restaurant in town!"
When Qian Jinyun heard that they were going to Shuiyunjian, he nodded. He could ask Brother He Jing for some cooking tips there.
The next day, the group gathered at Shuiyun Pavilion.
Ye Xiaoxiao sat chatting with the Qian family mother and daughter, while Qian Jinyun ran to the kitchen to find He Jing.
Nowadays, He Jing doesn't cook himself; he just teaches a few kitchen staff a few tricks. He never imagined that one day he would be teaching others how to cook.
Qian Jinyun said humbly, "Brother He Jing, teach me a few of your signature dishes, and I'll go back and think about them carefully."
He Jing nodded, intending to teach him a simple stir-fried lotus root slice.
"The fire must be blazing, the oil scalding, and the movements must be swift!"
Qian Jinyun noted down the key points one by one, and her confidence immediately soared. She had the illusion that she was about to become a culinary master.
He was eager to try it out and wanted to show off his skills right away.
He spotted a shovel, grabbed it, and held it in his hand.
He Jing: ? ? ?
Qian Jinyun raised her eyebrows: "Talk is cheap. Let me give it a try."
He Jing: Give it a try, you can eat it yourself anyway.
Qian Jinyun hadn't expected the fire in the restaurant's kitchen to be so intense. Holding the washed lotus root slices, he hesitated to start cooking, staring at the smoldering oil.
"fall!"
He Jing shouted, and Qian Jinyun reluctantly poured the vegetables in, her hand slipping and almost dropping the bowl along with them.
Hot oil splattering everywhere!
Qian Jinyun retreated several feet away, not daring to go forward and move it, so she could only crane her neck and stare.
He Jing: "Why did you run so far?"
Qian Jinyun: "I'm afraid the oil will splatter on me."
He Jing: ......
A moment later, Qian Jinyun stared at the dark, unappetizing substance on the plate, her face full of bitterness.
I followed the steps exactly, but it's completely different from what I imagined.
Undeterred, he cooked two more dishes.
Upon seeing his work, He Jing immediately sent the man away.
If we let him stay any longer, he'll smash up the signboard.
Inside the private room, Qian Ruoyun and her husband stared in disbelief at the dark, murky dishes on the table.
"Son/Brother, why are the dishes served at the restaurant the same as yours?"
Qian Jinyun wanted to cry but had no tears.
“Because he was the one who cooked those dishes.” He Jing pushed open the door and entered.
The Qian mother and daughter exchanged a glance: No one had told them that even after coming to Shuiyunjian, they would still have to eat burnt dishes!
Finally, Qian Jinyun, along with his dishes, was moved to a low couch to the side.
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With the chirping of cicadas and croaking of frogs, the watermelons in the field have been almost eaten, the sweltering heat is gradually dissipating, and the weather is becoming cooler and more pleasant day by day.
In the blink of an eye, it's already early autumn.
"Lu Shi'an! Lu Shi'an! Time to get up! You'll be late for school!"
While dressing, He Wuyou urged the person still wrapped in the quilt to hurry up.
"Lu Shi'an?"
"Hmm—I'm not going to school today. Please tell Master Lin that I'm sick."
Lu Shi'an's muffled voice came from under the covers. He only answered but did not make any movement.
Upon hearing that he was ill, He Wuyou immediately went outside to call Ye Xiaoxiao.
"Sister-in-law, Lu Shi'an said he's not feeling well."
"Is he sick? I'll go and take a look at him."
Ye Xiaoxiao went into the couple's bedroom, intending to take Lu Shi'an's pulse.
Unexpectedly, he wrapped himself up tightly like a cocoon and refused to get out of bed.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry about me. I'll be fine after a nap."
Hiding under the covers, Lu Shi'an's eyes were red, and he managed to squeeze out a few words.
Every year on this day, he would feel inexplicably lost and depressed. He felt like an abandoned child, unloved by anyone.
As far back as I can remember, my parents never celebrated my birthday.
He would always find a secluded place to hide away and slowly smooth out the wrinkles in his heart from the lack of love.
My father was rarely home; he had hardly ever seen him in his entire life. Because of my father, my mother was also cold and indifferent to me.
He was unwanted by his parents, so what was the point of living in such a family? That's why he ran away.
Ye Xiaoxiao gestured for He Wuyou to go out first, and He Wuyou nodded.
Only she and the person hiding under the covers remained in the room.
"Happy birthday, Shi'an! Your sister-in-law will ask your brother to cook you a bowl of longevity noodles, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the person who had been hiding inside sat up, his mind suddenly a little dazed. Lu Shi'an stared at Ye Xiaoxiao with a look of surprise.
"Sister-in-law, how did you know it was my birthday today?"
Ye Xiaoxiao stared at the person with red eyes and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten what your sister-in-law does?"
"I know, sister-in-law, you're amazing. I've heard people say you can summon spirits and exorcise evil spirits, and you can even fly and disappear into the earth!"
Ye Xiaoxiao patted his head: "Silly boy, you actually believe these things?"
Lu Shi'an nodded solemnly.
In his eyes, his sister-in-law was an omnipotent being.
"Alright, I overheard you talking in your sleep when I was covering you with blankets last night."
Lu Shi'an: I talk in my sleep? And I even mentioned my own birthday?
"Alright, get up. Happy birthday, sister-in-law! May you have everything you desire and may your path be smooth in the future!"
May all that you gain be what you desire, and may all your paths be smooth.
Upon hearing Ye Xiaoxiao's words, Lu Shi'an's feigned strength crumbled instantly.
In an instant, all the grievances welled up in my heart, my nose tingled, and hot tears slid down my cheeks.
My mother taught me from a young age that a real man doesn't cry! He mustn't cry!
He tried his best to control himself, but the more he suppressed it, the more his tears flowed.
On his eleventh birthday, he finally received birthday wishes!
Ye Xiaoxiao hugged him, patted his head, and got up to leave.
"Come out and wash up, everyone is waiting for you."
Ye Xiaoxiao went out and went to the kitchen to ask He Jing to cook her a bowl of noodles.
After Lu Shi'an finished washing up, he received blessings from others. He sniffed and his mood suddenly didn't feel so bad.
On the table sits a bowl of fragrant noodles, topped with a poached egg and garnished with chopped scallions, emitting an enticing aroma.
He sat down and wolfed down his food, the steaming heat of the soup making him feel like he was about to cry again.
"Shi'an, the noodles are too bland?" He Jing asked.
Lu Shi'an shook his head.
"Then don't add anything to it," He Jing joked, a rare occurrence for him.
Upon hearing this, Lu Shi'an burst into laughter through his tears. After finishing the noodle soup, he went to the school with He Wuyou and his sister.