"I don't know. Ji Xia lowered her head decadently, opened her mouth slightly and wanted to talk to Wu Minqi, but she didn't know what her name was and what to call her.

"My name is Wu Minqi, you can call me Sister Wu or Sister Minqi or Sister Qiqi. Wu Minqi saw Ji Xia's thoughts and said with a smile.

"Sister Wu, can I ask you a question?" asked Ji Xia.

"Absolutely, you can ask any question. Wu Minqi seemed very patient.

"What do you think I can do in the future? I couldn't get into college or even high school, and many places didn't want me when I was in FZ before. Ji Xia half-knelt on the ground and was a little dazed, "Do you know where there are cotton mills or garment factories in Beiping that are recruiting?"

Wu Minqi smiled: "It is said that there are three hundred and sixty lines, and the line is the champion, although people can't be limited to the road of studying, but you can't always stare at the garment factory or cotton mill." ”

"So what can I do?"

"What will you do?"

"I will...."Ji Xia thought for a while, "I will sweep the floor, feed the pigs, raise chickens, hoe the ground, cook, fight......"

Jiang Feng: ???

Ji Xia children, do you have any misunderstanding of the word will?

Wu Minqi chuckled: "Oh, you're very good at fighting?"

"Hmm. Ji Xia nodded affirmatively, "I didn't lose a fight with 4 boys in our class before. ”

"But fighting can't be a hobby, let alone a career. Haven't you ever thought about what kind of career you want to do in the future, such as a teacher, a journalist, a painter, a scientist, an astronaut, a writer, or whatever. Wu Minqi began to guide the conversation.

Ji Xia really followed Wu Minqi's words and began to think: "I want to be a chef." ”

"Why?" Wu Minqi and Jiang Feng said in unison.

Ji Xia glanced down his eyes and pursed his lips: "I want them to know what my sister can do, and I can naturally do it." ”

He is still a competitive child at heart.

Wu Minqi did not directly veto Ji Xia's words, and began to help her plan how to become a chef: "Then do you know how to be a chef?"

Ji Xia was confused: "Isn't the chef just cooking, I have been cooking since I was a child." ”

"There are also different types of chefs, the cooking you are referring to is called the red case master, and the white case master who is responsible for making pastries, these two are completely different. And if you really plan to be a chef, are you going to be a chef in a small restaurant, or a chef in a regular restaurant? or go to a top restaurant to be a chef, whether it is a Chinese chef or a Western chef, and there are many kinds of cuisine, such as Japanese, Thai, Indian, Mexican, and so on, even if it is Chinese, it is divided into many factions, many cuisines, have you ever thought about what kind of chef you want to be in the future?"

Ji Xia was stunned.

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi could see that Ji Xia was stunned, even Jiang Feng was a little stunned when Wu Minqi just said that long list of words.

"Not only that, but I'm also a chef, and I can tell you very directly that it is very difficult for a girl to be a good chef. In summer, the temperature in the kitchen is very high, the whole kitchen is like a huge stove, there is no air conditioning, even if the powerful electric fan turns on the strongest gear to blow at you, you may sweat like rain. It takes strength to turn the spoon, and it's a very hard job for a girl. Wu Minqi said.

"Then Sister Wu, why do you want to be a chef?"

"Because I like it. I don't know why your sister wants to be a chef, but Jiang Feng and I have both been chefs since elementary school, and we have learned to hold kitchen knives before we can write. Our fathers were all chefs, and being a chef is both a legacy and an obligation for us. ”

As he spoke, Wu Minqi glanced at Jiang Feng.

"If you choose to be a chef just to compete with your sister and compete with you, it's not worth the loss. To be a good chef, you need to worship a master and then he will teach you. It may take 5 years, or it may be 10 years, or even more than 10 years, before you can become a teacher, learning to cook is a difficult and long thing, if you don't have enough determination and love, you can't persevere. ”

Ji Xia was silent.

After a while, Ji Xia slowly spoke: "If I don't want to be the chef of the red case, I just want to learn to make steamed buns, steamed buns, dim sum, pastries, and porridge with others, then how long will I learn?"

"So Xia Xia, do you want to be a white case chef?" Wu Minqi asked.

Ji Xia nodded, Wu Minqi told her so much that she let down her vigilance, and couldn't help but say her true intentions: "I originally planned to work in a garment factory or other places for a few years, and save my money to open a breakfast shop in the town." ”

Jiang Feng, who had been listening to them, couldn't help but be a little impressed by Ji Xia, he originally thought that Ji Xia's runaway was just like most runaway children, impulsive, without any purpose and plan, but he didn't expect Ji Xialai to make clear arrangements for his future.

Wu Minqi encouraged: "That's great, but why do you want to work for a few years to save money first, instead of going to the restaurant as an apprentice to learn art and save money at the same time?"

"Is that okay?"

"Of course, even if you can't be an apprentice, just work as a lotus or vegetable chopper in a restaurant, you can learn a lot just by watching. And why just open a breakfast shop? If you really learn a lot, you can open a restaurant, porridge shop or dim sum shop on your own, and you don't have to open it only in the town, you can go to the county to open it, or even open it in the city, as long as you have enough skills, you can even set up a store in Beijing. Wu Minqi began to paint cakes for Ji Xia.

Ji Xia was moved by Wu Minqi's words, but she was still a little hesitant: "But, is there really a store willing to ask for me?"

"Then it depends on what you know now, do you know how to cook porridge, make steamed buns or make steamed buns, or do you know something else more special. Wu Minqi asked.

"I know what you say, I worked in our school cafeteria in the morning, and the master of the cafeteria taught me. Ji Xia said, "I will also stretch noodles." ”

"You still have noodles?!" Jiang Feng almost broke his voice.

What kind of town middle school canteen is your school canteen, the master of the canteen not only knows how to make noodles, but also teaches students who come to work in a leisurely and elegant manner.

Could it be that you are the legendary New Oriental Affiliated Junior High School?

Ji Xia was frightened by Jiang Feng's reaction, and hesitated a little: "Pull... Stretching the dough, what's wrong?"

Could it be that the people of Beiping never eat noodles, or that the people of Beiping are particularly taboo about rolling noodles?

"Nothing. Jiang Feng swallowed, "It's just a little surprised, in fact, it's actually quite difficult to make noodles, I just didn't expect that the master who made breakfast in the cafeteria of a town middle school would also make noodles." ”

"I learned it from Master Liang at the noodle shop in front of our school. Ji Xia explained, "I, I haven't been home to live in the summer since junior high school, Master Liang's noodle restaurant needs handymen, so I went over to help, including food and accommodation, and Master Liang will clean up the utility room for me to live there, and pay me 300 yuan every month." Sometimes I will go over to help on weekends, and Chef Liang will take care of the rice for me, and the beef noodles are enough, and the beef can be added as you like. I have been working there for more than two years, and Master Liang has taught me dough stretching since the second semester of the second year of junior high school. ”

"How many strokes can you pull now?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Ten times. ”

Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng silently looked at the ceiling.

He didn't believe it, he felt that Ji Xia was bragging.

A year is not enough to learn every day, from the beginning to the ten, this is impossible.

"It just so happens that I have a dough at home, why don't you go over and take a look!" Jiang Feng decided to debunk Ji Xia's lies.

"Huh?"

"I know a lot of restaurant owners in Beiping, and if you can really do it, I can help you introduce you to work. Jiang Feng began to open his eyes and talk nonsense.

"Good. Ji Xia believed it.