The reunion dinner at noon is simply more abundant than the New Year, in addition to the staple sauerkraut dumplings, You Da Spoon also made a few specialty dishes, three fresh fat chicken, braised lion's head, mixed belly silk, canned stewed yellow eel, are common ingredients in ordinary people's homes, but after You Da Spoon's cooking, hey, the taste is really amazing, people can't help but salivate.

Smelling the fragrant dishes, You swallowed his saliva with one hand, these dishes are his favorite food, although You Da Spoon also made it before, but at most one or two dishes at a time, it is still rare to have four big meat dishes together like today, of course, it is also because the living conditions are good now, and the rural people are not as reluctant to eat and wear as in the past, not to mention that You Yishou is still the only child in the family, how can his parents not feel sorry for him.

"Come, eat more, son." Mother Yin Hong kept putting vegetables into You Yi's bowl, while Daddy You Dasco sat on the side and drank wine, looking at his gobbling son, with a smile on his face.

You Yiyi, who was feasting on it, had a mouth full of stuffs, he hadn't eaten the dishes made by his father and mother for too long.

"Mom, you eat too." You didn't forget to remind your mother to eat together.

"Dad, the food you made is so fragrant, teach me another day." The corners of his mouth are oily and his cheeks are bulging, don't look at him in New Oriental for three years, but in fact, he is painting a scoop according to the gourd, he can only learn its shape but can't learn it, although he has a Shaolin cooking system, but he is just a rookie who has just stepped into the kitchen world, and he can only start from the basic skills, and there is no chance to take charge of the spoon at all.

"Aren't you reluctant to be a chef? You Da Spoon asked with some surprise, his son seems to hate being a chef, saying that being a cook has a smell of oil smoke all over his body, and he can't marry a daughter-in-law.

"Well, that's not before, besides, if you don't pass on your craftsmanship to me, it's not a waste, Grandpa Mao said that waste is a crime." You Yishou said embarrassedly, if it wasn't for You Dasco's coercion and lure to death, he wouldn't have gone to New Oriental before, but now the wind has changed, and the emergence of the super BUG Shaolin cooking system has made You Yishou full of confidence in his chef career, or he will be the world's top chef if he doesn't do it.

"You are really, if your son wants to learn, you will teach you, don't you want your son to learn to cook with you." Yin Hong on the side complained.

"I didn't say I wouldn't teach." You Dasco said aggrievedly, yes, it's wrong to say anything, or drink a bar.

"Hey, hey." You threw a victorious look at Daddy with one hand.

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After lunch, You Dasco called You Yishou to his kitchen, ready to test the latter's basic skills.

"Stinky boy, this is what you have to learn to cook, if you can't do it, I can beat it." You Dasco said with a serious expression, the chef is a manual technical work, and the dish skills are to a large extent inherited in the way of master and apprentice, so in the kitchen, master and apprentice are very important components, and chefs with good skills will generally teach and lead apprentices, and apprentices will also be the master's most effective helpers, which is the so-called "one lineage".

"Got it, Dad." You said seriously.

"Let's take a look at your knife skills first, and cut this pot of potatoes." You said, pointing to the potatoes on the stove.

"Dad, are you sure it would be too easy for me to cut the potatoes? You said secretly happily with one hand, when it comes to cutting potatoes, he thinks that he is the second in the world, and I am afraid that no one dares to recognize the first.

"Don't be poor, cut it first." You Dascoo said disapprerovitically, if his son can cut it into the thickness of a matchstick, even if he has not learned in vain.

You came to the stove with one hand, stood still with both feet, breathed down the dantian, bent his legs slightly, picked up the knife on the pier and pulled a beautiful knife flower, sizzle-sizzle" "da-da-da", slice and shred, in one go, flowing water, the knife seemed to have eyes in his hand, flying up and down like a butterfly wearing a flower, each knife was accurate 1 mm at all, and the eyes of You Dascoo on the side widened.

In less than 2 minutes, more than a dozen potatoes were cut, You Yi scooped a scoop of water into the basin containing shredded potatoes, at this time, a strange scene happened, the slender shredded potatoes floated in the water, like a blooming golden lotus, very beautiful.

"Dad, how is it, your son's knife skills are okay, right? Looking at the stunned You Dascoo, You said proudly, as a professional potato cutting household, this is not a big deal.

"Stinky boy, there are two hits, and the study is not in vain." You Dashao sighed.

"That is, to learn to cook, you have to go to New Oriental." You also did not forget to advertise your alma mater.

"Okay, don't show off, in addition to cutting, there are also slices, cutting, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, shooting, chopping, spinning, scraping, eating carving, do you know how to do these? You asked.

"Well, it will be a little bit, there is no "cut" smooth. You Yishou said honestly, I have practiced in school, but I have passed by, after all, those who go to school are all rushing to learn how to stir-fry, who has nothing to do with fresh ingredients for you to practice knife skills.

"You think that after a few years of professional school, you will become a chef when you come out, and you will learn it, just say that this knife skill, without a year and a half of hard practice, your knife skill can only be a showcase, and it is useless." You Da Spoon poured cold water, good chefs are fried out of a plate of dishes, there is no shortcut at all, only hard work can become a talent.

"Got it, Dad." You Yishou was a little depressed, now he knew why the system rewarded him with a copy of the cheats of the "Ku Ding Jie Niu Knife Method", he didn't take it seriously at first, and now it seems that he was wrong.

"But your kid has a very solid foundation, this is your advantage, and you will learn much faster than others." Seeing that his son was a little unhappy, You Dasco hurriedly comforted him, in fact, he was very satisfied with his son's performance, but encouraging and admonishing the child itself is the responsibility of every parent.

"Well, Dad, don't worry, I'll try." From today onwards, he will work hard and hard, and his mission is to become "the best chef in history." ”

"Okay, it just so happens that you have graduated now, so you can give me a hand in the future." You Dascoo said with relief.

"Hey, Howler." You said excitedly, following behind his father can not only learn the craft, but also have the opportunity to take charge alone, killing two birds with one stone.

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In the afternoon, You Yishou rested at home, You Dasco drove to the town to purchase condiments, tomorrow there is a family in the village to do a happy event, please You Dasco over to the stove, which makes You Yishou rub his hands and excited.

"Son, come and taste the watermelon grown in our own field, it's sweet." Yin Hong came to the hall with a plate of watermelon and said.

"Mom, give it to me." You Yishou hurriedly stepped forward to take the watermelon in his mother's hand, he is not the kind of child who is lazy and lazy, he has been planting rice and harvesting wheat with his mother since he was a child, and he will not do farm work in the countryside.

"Son, you have also graduated, and in the future, you will follow your father and learn the craft hard." Yin Hong instructed.

"Well, I'll give my dad a hand in the future." You replied cheerfully, he was lucky to have a father who could cook, which would save him a lot of detours.

"By the way, son, you see that you are not a small child, I am going to ask someone to marry you a daughter-in-law." Mother Yin Hong said suddenly.

"Poof, cough, cough, Mom, what are you talking about, how old am I! Yin Hong's words made You, who was eating watermelon, spray in an instant, and almost choked to death by watermelon seeds.

"You eat slowly, what's wrong, you are 19 years old, 20 years old, you see that there are a few children in the same village who are about the same age as you who are not married, I think your Uncle Zhao's Xiaohong is good, I grew up with you since I was a child." Yin Hong hurriedly stepped forward and slapped her son's back, not forgetting the topic just now.

"Well, wait two years, I'm not in a hurry, wait until I learn the craft from my father first." You said hurriedly.

"It's settled, and your dad agrees." Yin Hong clapped his hands and said.

You have a black line on your face, dad dares not to listen to you.

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The mother and son had a heated discussion on the topic of marrying a daughter-in-law, and finally the two sides reached a peace and friendship agreement, Yin Hong promised to wait for You to learn the craft to talk about finding a partner, but the time was set within two years, and then they must get married.