When Uncle Hua and Wen Xi arrived home, Fu's mother's meal was almost ready, and the entire corridor was filled with the aroma of food.

"Yo, Xiao Fu is showing off his skills today! Good dishes should be paired with good wine, I'll go back and bring my medicinal wine!" Uncle Hua twitched his nose, the big drum in his stomach had already signaled to charge, and the person who finished speaking had already run into the living room at the opposite door.

Wen Xi also felt hungry, and in the morning he was busy getting acquainted with the venue, busy trying on clothes, and his breakfast was all buns eaten on Quan Zhiwei's car. Now is the time for him to grow his body, but he can't go hungry!

"Hee-hee, come over and drink a bowl of soup, the soup is the most nutritious. Aunt Hua saw Wen Xi and brought it up with a bowl of soup, the child is sensible and doesn't say that he is hungry, but his eyes have been staring at the food!

"I'm going to wash my hands!" Wen Xi swallowed the saliva in his mouth, rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the bathroom to wash his hands and face, and sat down at the dining table in less than a minute.

Fu Qin's cooking skills are undoubtedly very good, 2 points of ingredients can make 4 points of dishes, Wen Xi looks at the coloring and fragrance is much better than the craftsmanship of those Internet celebrity food stores before the food festival. Besides, today's table is to thank Aunt Hua's family for specially cooking dishes, six dishes and one soup, all of which are 5-point dishes, Wen Xi pondered that Mother Fu should have emptied the inventory in the freezer layer of the refrigerator.

"Come on, come on! Uncle I have a good mouth today!" Uncle Hua brought a plate of wine vessels and put them on the table, a full set of glass wine cups, the rich color of the medicinal wine is refracted in the sun, it is called a good look.

"Just thinking about drinking, and don't bring the Coke in the refrigerator, do you just let Xixi watch by the side when you drink alone?" Aunt Hua buried Uncle Hua, there was no pressure at all, and Uncle Hua was driven to run errands in three or two clicks.

Wen Xi grinned happily, and remembered to scoop the soup with a spoon in his hand.

"Boy Wen, what are you laughing at? When you grow up, you will have to be managed by your daughter-in-law!" Uncle Hua raised his hand and slapped him, almost slapping Wen Xi into the soup bowl, but he was also beaten twice by Aunt Hua.

"I said Xiao Fu, are you fast enough, the resignation procedures at the breakfast restaurant and the restaurant have been completed?" Uncle Hua set up the cup and began to pour wine, and wanted to add some medicinal wine to Wen Xi's Coke cup, but he was slightly sluggish, and was caught by Aunt Hua who came back with dishes and chopsticks.

"Xiao Fu is a chef, the speed of cooking is called a fast! At ten o'clock, when we get home, we take out the dishes and thaw them, we go to the vegetable market and come back, and the meat has been thawed. The two stoves were fired at the same time, and I was dazzled when I looked at it!" Aunt Hua snatched the wine jug with her hand, poured out 3 cups of medicinal wine, and put the wine jug on her left hand, Uncle Hua could only stare dryly.

"I'm used to it. Fu Qin paused before replying, why should she be so anxious about cooking for her family? Maybe she wanted Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua and Xixi to eat early? During the interview in the morning, Uncle Shuai and the chef both pointed out this problem, why did she think about changing it at the time, but it was still like this in the blink of an eye? Fu Qin bit her lip and wiped the stove clean, took off her apron and walked out with a smile on her face.

"Yo, why are you waiting for me, eat first, it won't taste good when it's cold!" Fu Qin sat down next to Wen Xi, picked up the rice bowl and signaled, Uncle Hua picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of sesame pork ribs, ignoring Aunt Hua's eyes and stuffing it into his mouth. Hmm, delicious!

The four of them laughed and ate for nearly an hour, Uncle Hua put down the dishes and chopsticks with satisfaction, and finally ate a full stomach, after the physical examination of the "three highs" last year, he had not eaten a few good meals, every day the clear soup was low and watery, and there was no oil and water in the stomach!

Fuqin cuisine is really good, sesame pork ribs are full of fat but not greasy, the meat is soft and glutinous, the taste is rich, and the lips and teeth are fragrant in one bite; the chicken soup with miscellaneous mushrooms tastes extremely delicious, the fat of the chicken is absorbed by the mushrooms, the chicken is fresh and tender, the miscellaneous bacteria are fragrant, the chicken soup is not oily, and it is not enough to eat a few bowls; there are also garlic eggplants, Aunt Hua used to make eggplants and always felt that no matter how much oil was put in them, they were not fragrant, and the autumn eggplants still had a bitter taste, but I didn't expect the eggplant to be soaked in bitter water after slicing, which was both oil-saving and delicious.

After eating, Uncle Hua and his family went out to eat, Wen Xi helped clean up the table, and Fu Qin washed dishes in the kitchen with gloves.

Wen Xi wiped the dining table, cleaned the floor again, the living room was mopped, and the water in the kitchen was still rattling.

Shouldn't it, there aren't a few dishes and chopsticks at noon, why would Fu's mother wash it for so long? Wen Xi wondered, when she was eating, Fu's mother looked at her as if she had something on her mind, what was there to worry about if she changed to a good job? Is it for him?

"Mom?" Wen Xi stood at the kitchen door and shouted, Fu Qin came back to his senses and found that he was still washing the dishes, and immediately sped up.

"Xixi, sit down, mom will be fine!" Fu Qin washed the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the cupboard before wiping his hands and coming out of the kitchen.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Wen Xi stared at Mother Fu, her brows were twisted together, is there really any trouble?

Fu Qin was silent for a while before she raised her chin and looked at her son, who was like a little adult. Hee Hee has grown up, and he also knows that he is considerate of his mother and is a mother's intimate little padded jacket!

"Hee-hee, do you think your mother's cooking is delicious, and how is it better than the food you've eaten these days?" Fu Qin waited nervously.

"Better than the average person. Wen Xi replied honestly, Fu's mother asked him at this moment if he must want to hear the truth, could it be that his cooking skills have entered a bottleneck period?

"That is, there is still room for development, right, can you tell your mother about it?" Fu Qin sat up straight and looked at his son's childish face seriously.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Xi avoided answering, he always wanted to know what happened to Fu Qin in order to answer in a targeted manner.

"My mother went to the interview in the morning, and she also cooked several dishes in an hour. Grandpa Quan said that his mother was too fast and had to slow down, and the chef said that the dishes should not only taste good, but also express the chef's intentions, which my mother did not make. Fu Qin said flatly, she took Wen Xi to live alone, usually has no time and no object to tell, Wen Xi is willing to listen to her, even if she doesn't give any advice, Fu Qin feels that this time has not been in vain. After a few simple words, Fu Qin's heart calmed down after speaking, and the anxiety suffered in the morning and the confusion at lunch disappeared without a trace.

Wen Xi carefully recalled the few dishes that Fu's mother made for him, and it seemed that he was in a hurry to finish them and go out, but Fu's mother loved little Wenxi's heart, and Wen Xi could feel it from the stuffed refrigerator and the detailed little stickers. But Mama Fu, who is in charge of the restaurant, is only a chef, and the dishes she makes are just to satisfy the diners, so she may lack a lot of intentions.

"When you cook in the future, think about making it for me to eat, rejoice with the guests when they are happy, comfort them when they are sad, and bless them when they are happy. Inquire about the preferences, habits, and mood of the guests before cooking, and you will be able to make a good meal slowly. Wen Xi explained in as much detail as possible that the club where Fu Qin will work in the future needs to be booked, and it is convenient for Fu's mother to inquire about the information of the guests in advance, which is the most basic intention. To do this, Fu's mother should be able to get a passing grade in the hands of the chef