Parting is something that everyone must experience, at this time, Anxin is already standing at the door of her restaurant, smelling the fragrance of the food, she is really a little hungry after only eating a little plane meal! She really feels that she is different from her before, because she has no home to think about before, even if she feels lonely, she can only drink alone with wine or sit alone in front of the window and smoke a cigarette. And now she wants to go home, see her parents, and talk to them.

"Mom, I'm back!" said Mom who walked into the restaurant and saw her on the counter.

"Oh, I'm back!Have you eaten!Are you hungry!" The old mother asked with peace of mind when she looked at Anxin who walked in.

"I just ate a little plane meal, but I haven't eaten yet!" An An looked at his mother's appearance and touched his stomach and said with a smile.

"Go to the kitchen and get a boxed lunch to eat! Today's boxed lunch is good, your father's braised pork, braised hairtail, tomato eggs, and finally a seaweed egg drop soup!" Liu Xiangqin said as she looked at her daughter.

"Okay, I'll help you with something to eat in a moment!" said with a smile as he looked at a few guests who walked in from outside the door.

"I don't need your help, just take a good rest after eating, I have Xiaoxiao here!" Liu Xiangqin looked at her daughter and said. Anxin didn't speak, anyway, she made up her mind to help, after all, the quality of sleep in the past two days was not bad, although she didn't sleep for a long time, but it was much better than a while ago.

"Dad, I'm back!" said An Zhiwen, who was stir-frying in a big pot on the stove.

"You haven't eaten, you can cook your own food!" An Zhiwen didn't look back at Anxin, Anxin didn't care, and then Anxin took the plate and looked at a few big basins in the kitchen, there were vegetables and soup in the basins, scooped some of the same, Anxin just found a place to start eating.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoxiao walked into the kitchen and saw An Zhiwen who was frying a big pot of dishes and said: "There are a few guests outside who have ordered!

"What did the guest order?" An Zhiwen said as he stir-fried the big pot dish.

"The guest ordered a kung pao chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, chicken stewed mushrooms, hot and sour shredded potatoes, fried peanuts. An An explained the menu to An Zhiwen, but when he saw that An Zhiwen didn't have any kung fu now, he was ready to stir-fry for An Zhiwen.

"Dad, I'll cook these dishes! You might as well stir-fry your big pot of dishes!" said Anxin after taking a bite of white rice and taking a sip of soup.

"Okay, I'll take a look at your cooking skills too!" An Zhiwen did not refuse, and agreed to Anxin's proposal.

"Actually, I used to hate cooks very much, because you are a cook, and you are busy until late every day, but I didn't expect to be on the stove. ”

An Zhiwen listened to what An An said, and didn't say a word, but his heart was sour and a little happy, after all, this proves that his daughter no longer hates the profession of cook, and has changed her opinion of the profession of chef.

The first thing Anxin prepared was Kung Pao Chicken, which is a very representative work in Sichuan cuisine, but because the founder of Kung Pao Chicken is a native of Guizhou, it is also considered a Guizhou cuisine.

The seasoning needed to make this dish will start to be made after Anxin is completely ready, because Anxin has been cooking these days, and his cultivation has made a lot of progress, and the knife has become a toy in Anxin's hand at this time. Even An Zhiwen was stunned, and Anxin found that An Zhiwen was not in the stirring pot, so he said: "Dad, your dishes are going to be mushy!"

At this time, An Zhiwen realized that his dish was almost paste, and immediately stirred it twice, and then put the dish in the big basin, and then took out the white lunch box and began to pack the lunch, of course, his eyes will pass over Anxin's place from time to time, Anxin has now almost fried Kung Pao Chicken, and the taste of Kung Pao Chicken has come out.

"Your current cooking skills are better than your father and me, and I smell better than what I cook!" An Zhiwen said after sniffing the taste.

"How about I take over your shift, Dad. Anxin said casually.

An Zhiwen almost spilled the braised pork in the spoon when he heard Anxin's words, then looked at Anxin and said, "Don't you want to be a star? Why do you want to take over my shift now?"

Anxin put the fried kung pao chicken on the plate, and when he heard what his father said, Anxin thought about it and said: "Celebrities, that's just a dream, sometimes dreams are just dreams, I'd better think about reality now!"

When An Zhiwen heard Anxin's words, he suddenly felt that his daughter had grown up all of a sudden, who didn't have a dream! There are a few people who have realized their dreams, and they are not doing work and living a life day after day. "Dad, what are you still doing in a daze, this dish is cold! And my cooking skills cost at least 50 yuan, if I sell it so cheaply, I won't be a chef!" An An looked at An Zhiwen stunned and said.

At this time, An Zhiwen looked at the steaming dish on the plate, and then brought out the kung pao chicken, and An Xin is now preparing the seasoning for chicken stewed mushrooms, and put this dish on the fire to stew, ready to prepare sweet and sour pork ribs on another fire.

And when Anxin was preparing the chicken to stew mushrooms, An Zhiwen also brought the Kung Pao chicken to the guest's table, this guest was obviously a family, a middle-aged woman in her thirties, holding a bag on her body, An Zhiwen remembered that Anxin had been clamoring to sell such bags before, one for tens of thousands of yuan! One was a middle-aged man, wearing black casual clothes and a watch on his hand, which looked very valuable!

The most important thing is that there are two old men, these two old men should be a couple, about fifty years old, and they are not wearing bargains, and the old lady still has a string of Buddhist beads in her hand! "What a fragrant kung pao chicken! Old woman, try it!" The old man picked up the chopsticks and put a chopstick kung pao chicken on the old lady's plate.

The old lady put the kung pao chicken in her mouth and said, "It's delicious, it's delicious! Don't look at me and eat it!"

The old lady spoke, and the other three also used chopsticks to clip the kung pao chicken, and the woman in her thirties looked at An Zhiwen and said, "Let's have another copy of this kung pao chicken, and then give each of us a bowl of rice!"

"The chef of Kung Pao Chicken who must make this will cook other dishes for us, it doesn't matter if it's slow, it's worth our wait. The man looked at An Zhiwen and said.

An Zhiwen heard what the woman said and immediately walked towards the kitchen, at this time An An was sitting on sweet and sour pork ribs, and the chicken stewed mushrooms were already stewed on another stove.