Chapter Eighty-Six: Making Dumplings

"Be careful when chopping vegetables, I don't want to be able to eat your fingers when I eat dumplings. Wei Chao glanced at Fang Yanqing's movements, saw that Fang Yanqing's gesture of chopping vegetables was quite correct, and continued, "But leave it to me to stomp the stuffing, didn't you just say that you don't have the strength?"

The excuses that he just said casually were all used by Wei Chao to bet on himself, Fang Yanqing cut the vegetables a little angrily, and soon, the vegetables were cut into minced pieces, and the meat was cut into dices, Fang Yanqing put down the kitchen knife, looked at Wei Chao, who kneaded the noodles and covered them, leaned against the wall, looked at the busy back in front of him, and then looked at his hands, and suddenly there was a moment of unreality, as if he had a dream in a trance, and he couldn't tell which side was the dream which was real.

"How's the school?"

"Huh?" Fang Yanqing, who was still distracted, was suddenly called back, and looked up at Wei Chao's back blankly, "What did you just say?"

"I asked you if you are still comfortable in school, and what do you think?" Wei Chao set aside the basin where the dough was placed, and began to stomp the filling.

"It's okay, this week still didn't let us teach, just told us to watch first, next week to class, I'm in charge of the third class of the second grade, speaking of which this Xi'an Jiaotong Middle School is really powerful, other schools may have a maximum of three classes at an age, they actually have six, no wonder so many teachers are recruited every time," Fang Yanqing tapped the table with his hand, and when he spoke, he could relax by doing these unconscious movements," However, I heard that although there are many interns recruited each semester, there are very few who become full-time teachers, so I don't know why, maybe the requirements are too high. ”

"There are factors, but there are other reasons. ”

Fang Yanqing looked at Wei Chao's hand with a knife down, very sharp, his eyes were bent, Wei Chao wearing a shirt and trousers looked very good, and the action of stomping on the stuffing was not ambiguous, "How did you practice your cooking skills, how can you do anything?" Fang Yanqing couldn't help asking, watching the things on the board become more and more delicate, and couldn't help but get closer.

"When I was studying abroad before, the food abroad was very difficult to eat, so in order to avoid being starved to death, I taught myself the craft," Wei Chao stopped what he was doing, looked at Fang Yanqing who came to his side, and said, "I think you should find out if there is any dough they put around here, otherwise when the noodles are ready, we may be starved to death." ”

As soon as Wei Chao finished speaking, Fang Yanqing's stomach screamed cooperatively, and Fang Yanqing scratched his face a little shyly, "Why are you looking for noodles, can't you use this noodles directly?"

"Theoretically, no. ”

"And what about actually?"

"Actually, I haven't made this kind of attempt, please ask Ms. Fang to help me turn over this kitchen, I believe that Sister Xu should put things in a conspicuous place." Wei Chao looked at Fang Yanqing's eyes and said with a little seriousness.

Sister Xu is the maid in charge of the kitchen in the small western-style building, Fang Yanqing nodded, and while saying okay, she opened the things covered on the bottles and cans to see if there was any cut dough inside, "I don't think there should be, I mentioned it yesterday, and then let them go home, how could it be ......?"

...... How is it possible to prepare the dough in advance, looking at the dough covered by bamboo strips, Fang Yanqing swallowed what he didn't finish.

"How could it be?" Wei Chao saw Fang Yanqing pause, put the kitchen knife in his hand aside, and then walked over, saw a stack of dough piled up in front of Fang Yanqing, and sighed, "Sure enough, it's here." ”

"Since you already knew, why didn't you tell me when I met!" In order to hide his embarrassment, Fang Yanqing quickly began to complain about Wei Chao.

"I thought you wanted to try it out, I thought it was fun. Wei Chao squinted his eyes, walked back to the board, put the cut stuffing into the basin, poured the ingredients, stirred it well with chopsticks, and then brought it to Fang Yanqing, "Let's wrap it together." ”

Why do you regret putting forward this idea by yourself, Fang Yanqing sighed slightly, picked up a piece of dough, sandwiched some fillings with chopsticks, remembered the topic that was starting to deviate, and continued to ask, "What is the reason why you just said that there are other reasons?"

"Other reasons?" Wei Chao paused for a moment, and reacted quickly, he seemed to have silently accepted Fang Yanqing's habit of jumping topics, and he could pick it up well, Wei Chao was a little helpless, and continued, " The main reason is that the intern teachers are cheap, although the training will waste one to two weeks, but the rest of the days are basically no problem, the intern instructors are six silver dollars a month, and as far as I know, Xi'an Jiao Tong Middle School only increased the allowance once in the middle of this year, and now it is forty-two silver dollars a month, which is much higher than other middle schools in Shanghai. ”

"And this is the reason?" Fang Yanqing asked in disbelief, "Just because it's cheap?" but... But..."Fang Yanqing was a little short of words, "but wouldn't it be better to train capable teachers in your own school? Frequent changes of teachers are not good for students." And... And what if everybody behaves well?"

"There are always bad performers, give everyone an order, pick out the best one to stay, and the rest are not enough to dissolve the relationship, Shanghai Xi'an Jiaotong is currently the school with the highest subsidy in Shanghai, there are always people who want to enter this middle school for the opportunity, as for the students, the score of this middle school is also very high, if the score is poor, it will be dropped. ”

"Okay, if you think about it carefully, what you said also makes sense," Fang Yanqing pinched the sedan chair into the shape of a crescent moon, then put it aside, and said with some emotion, "It's too difficult for forty-two silver dollars in January." ”

"There's no way, this is the current situation in this society, disgusted and has to accept it. Wei Chao also pinched one and put it aside.

"It's always going to get better. Fang Yanqing said softly, the corners of his mouth curled, "Do your best, these will always get better." ”

When Wei Chao heard Fang Yanqing's comforting words, his heart softened, and he was about to say something, when he heard Fang Yanqing complaining to himself.

"It's still too much to take advantage of the cheap labor of trainee instructors, and it's too much to be terminated after three months of exhaustion. ”

Wei Chao looked at Fang Yanqing, who was now full of motivation, with a little smile, and also laughed, and stretched out his hand to rub Fang Yanqing's face, "You better go out to read, the dumplings are wrapped like this, and the pot will turn into soup later." ”

"It's pretty good. Looking at the dumplings that he was holding that had spread out in small bites, Fang Yanqing resisted.

"Huh?" Wei Chao narrowed his eyes, his eyes were about to stack those dumplings, Fang Yanqing hurriedly put down his chopsticks, "Then trouble Mr. Wei, I'll go out first, so I won't bother you." After saying that, he quickly slipped out of the kitchen.

There is a Spanish book on the table, this is the book recommended by the old teacher to all the intern teachers, Fang Yanqing opened the book, looked at the content inside, and couldn't help but have a little headache, and some books full of professional vocabulary that are difficult to understand, he was assigned to a Spanish teacher, Fang Yanqing's first target is actually a Chinese language teacher, then mathematics, and then history, civics, Geography, but I never thought that I still assigned myself to Spanish, which may be the reason why I talked to foreigners when I was a child, Fang Yanqing's spoken language is very fluent, but he seems to only be fluent in oral language, in order to harm students, Fang Yanqing had to force himself to look at theoretical knowledge.

After holding the book and gnawing for half an hour, Wei Chao came out of the kitchen, looked at Fang Yanqing who was holding the book, and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Yanqing looked at Wei Chao and covered his stomach with a smile, looking at Wei Chao for some reason.

"Little flower cat, dirty face. Wei Chao took the torn paper next to him and helped Fang Yanqing wipe the flour off his face.

"I guess you made it. Fang Yanqing suddenly realized, and also reached out and pinched Wei Chao's face, the warm touch was comfortable, the skin was so tender, how could he feel that this face was softer than his own.

"I'm going to scoop dumplings, it should be okay now, do you want to eat soup dumplings or dipping dumplings?" Wei Chao glanced at the wall clock next to him, and hurriedly said with a gesture of surrender.

Fang Yanqing hurriedly replied, "Dip the dumplings, you can help me adjust the ingredients." ”

"Is there anything you don't want to eat?" Wei Chao continued.

"No, no, let's go. ”

At noon, after Wei Chao and Fang Yanqing solved the dumplings together, they wore cotton clothes, walked around the villa area, turned seven or eight times, discussed the current situation while walking, and after the turn, they went back to the small western-style building to lie down for a while, and then went to the ocean-like building to rub rice in the evening, Yue Yao boiled mutton soup, as well as boiled mutton, dry pot mutton, stir-fried mutton, a table of mutton-related dishes, successfully picked up Fang Yanqing's appetite, Yue Yao looked at Fang Yanqing, who was very happy and a little too much, squinted at his son, suspecting that his son did not take care of his daughter-in-law。

December 24th, Christmas Eve, in view of yesterday's busy and fulfilling day, today Fang Yanqing and Wei Chao are basically paralyzed in bed, there are books on the bedside table for the two of them to read, the two of them are reading books and discussing, and they also move the chess to the bed, and the loser has to go to get rations for the winner, although the loser has always been Fang Yanqing, but Fang Yanqing has been Wei Dynasty after going twice.

Because the next day was a working day, Fang Yanqing and Wei Chao both went to sleep early, and when Fang Yanqing was woken up by a knock on the door the next day, when he touched the quilt, there was really no temperature, and the person probably left a long time ago, and the person who knocked on the door outside agreed, Fang Yanqing sat up and began to change his clothes, "This is ......"

A strange big sock, how is it so similar to the story of someone stuffing gifts in the socks during Christmas in the West, if I remember correctly, Christmas is December 25, which is today! Fang Yanqing's head suddenly sobered up, and he shook out the small box in the socks.