Wait for Carlos and his wife to pass through the gate of the courtyard and enter the courtyard. I saw several elderly people sitting on rattan chairs in a half-circle, some smoking hookahs, clapping their hands a little, and some shaking their heads, with a unified expression of intoxication.

And in the center of the fenced open space was a thin old man.

He was engrossed in the interpretation of the repertoire, every movement was sharp and energetic, the laughter and scolding were natural, the voice was melodious and euphemistic, every step and every wrist movement stepped on the performance of the pianist, and the awe-inspiring aura was released in his yin and yang frustrated tone, making people subconsciously ignore his abrupt down jacket.

Carlos couldn't help but marvel in his heart, this is the strength of a master operat!

Unconsciously, he walked away from his wife, found a vacant seat at random and sat down, his waist straight, his hands on his knees in a regular manner, and watched the old man's every movement and change of expression, although he didn't understand the lyrics very well, but the change of true and false voice and the fluctuation of high and low tones still made his scalp numb.

When the song was finished, he couldn't help but applaud.

Professor Zhou, who was sitting near Carlos, sneered when he found out that his students had returned.

"You little foreign devil, can you still understand Peking Opera?"

Whenever his tutor scolded him for being a dog, Carlos would always say, "Let me go!" I'm just a little foreign devil! So much so that it has evolved into the latest nickname.

Being teased every day, Carlos is used to it, and he still calmly accepts the scrutiny of many old people present.

"I basically don't understand it, but I still think it's good!"

"Blow! Keep blowing! ”

Professor Zhou rolled his eyes indecently.

The pianist had already put down the instrument, so the conversation between the two was completely heard by the people around him, and the old man who had just sung the song came over with a smile and put one hand on Professor Zhou's shoulder.

"What's the matter, Xiao Zhou, don't you allow your students to praise me? Don't look at your teacher blowing your beard and glaring at you all day long, but he praises you in front of us old guys. ”

Sure enough, he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and Professor Zhou silently made a note to his old friend who demolished the stage.

Under the teacher's introduction, Carlos obediently called a grandfather on the left and a grandfather on the right.

"I just sang the Peking Opera "Fighting the Dragon Robe", do you know the Peking Opera?"

The old man who sang the song was surnamed Feng, Carlos called him Grandpa Feng, it was rare to listen to the music for the first time and was fascinated, the old man Feng had a good impression of Carlos, pulled over a wooden bench and gave Carlos popular science Peking Opera, from the way of performance, singing, dress, etc., all came to an introduction, and extended to Yue Opera, Huangmei Opera, Ping Opera, Henan Opera and other four major operas.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't touched it. Oh no, I'll do a Cantonese opera. ”

"Oh?"

Originally, I didn't have expectations, after all, as an orthodox Chinese, few young people now learn to sing, not to mention that Professor Zhou also told his friends that his new student grew up abroad since he was a child, and he only admired the traditional painting culture of the motherland and specially returned to China to go to school.

Knowing that he could actually sing, several old men immediately surrounded him, and asked him to sing one live with a sincere smile.

changed to another person, I guess I really don't dare to show ugliness in front of the old-timers in the literary and artistic world, but who is Carlos? has been cultivated abroad for more than ten years, and also has the characteristics of "natural performer", which is different from [bad hearted], the latter will itch his mouth and fists as soon as he arrives in a crowded place, and the former will be eager to take out his guitar and microphone when he arrives in a crowded place, sing a song fiercely, or improvise a dance.

Sure enough, under his imminent move, the system also refreshed several performance-related expectations, although there are not many reward points, but no matter how few mosquitoes are, they are still meat! Carlos took it all boldly, and in a few pairs of encouraging eyes, he calmly came to the clearing in the middle of the courtyard, and he swept the tip of his nose and said with a smile.

"I'll only do one song, and it's especially not festive or festive."

"It's okay! Sing it. ”

Old Man Feng stopped and hurriedly sat down on the stool in the front row, proving his expectations with his actions, and the others sat down one after another, even his wife put down the vegetable basket, sat down next to his old man, and made a cheering gesture in the direction of Carlos.

Taking a deep breath, Carlos brewed emotions, and when his face sank, the beat of the tune automatically generated in his brain. He then lowered his voice and began to chant in a tone of depression and pain.

"The clouds are cold and the rain is cold, and the scenery is bleak in the middle of the lonely night......"

After the first timbre came out, the eyes of the opera circles present lit up, and when they looked at each other, they clearly saw the surprise in each other's eyes, one of the old men directly followed the rhythm of Carlos, picked up the erhu and played the "Zen Courtyard Bell", the bleak melody made Carlos's performance rendering effect more brilliant.

The rhythm of the first part is deep and slow, the middle and low notes are sad and sad, the end of the sentence is deliberately elongated, and the timbre is squeezed and trembling with the throat, and the moment of low to high note is just right, and the breath is rich and smooth and natural.

"For love, love and hatred, like illness, for flowers and for the moon, the future ......"

As the track progresses into the latter part, the rhythm suddenly tightens, and Carlos maintains his usual articulation and energy, and his emotions explode in full force, crying more and more intensely each time, and the whole piece gradually comes alive from the adagio.

After the whole opera was sung, Carlos took a breath of air, it was really tiring to sing a big opera with guò throat resonance, and in the enthusiastic applause of everyone, he thanked the pianist who played for him and returned to Old Man Feng.

"Good! The singing voice is very positive, and the transposition is handled cleanly! ”

"That's right, the bass is deep and the treble is loud and energetic, and he is a good seedling for singing, but unfortunately he can't keep up with the movements."

In the face of the exaggeration of the masters, Carlos was satisfied. However, before he could rejoice for three seconds, his mentor came to lash him again.

"Don't praise him anymore, his tail is up to the sky!"

"Xiao Zhou, come, kid, are you interested in learning Peking Opera?"

Carlos spun around in his mind and immediately began to adjust his expression, looking expectant and regretful.

"Yes! But I have to practice big characters every day, and I don't have time to spare. ”

"It's okay, you can get it if you want to, I'll discuss with Xiao Zhou, you can come to learn Peking Opera during the day, and then practice calligraphy at night, if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and calligraphy can't be practiced in a day or two."

Sure enough, with a "Xiao Zhou", he saw the level of the relationship between his tutor and Old Man Feng, and successfully escaped half a day of calligraphy practice, and Carlos gave 32 likes for his wit.

When I was singing opera just now, the experience bar of singing skills suddenly appeared on my head, and because there were several master artists around, more than 6 minutes of singing was actually more than his experience of singing solo for an hour, and it was obviously another mentor blessing BUFF!

I don't know if I don't change my nationality, anyway, he is now a British, and he especially yearns for the culture of the motherland, the taste of the motherland, and the atmosphere of the motherland. Learning Chinese painting, learning the quintessence of the country, all want to dye themselves more Chinese taste, do not be a banana man with yellow outside and white inside, make a boiled egg with white outside and yellow inside!

It's also heartache for yourself.

This night was a surprise for Old Man Feng, who found a good seedling; For Professor Zhou, it was depressing and dug into the wall. It was a good night for Carlos, as he found a copy of the mentor buff that farmed his skills.

Professor Zhou's circle of friends is amazing, with all kinds of hidden masters, and there is no shortage of national treasure-level artists. In addition to Mr. Feng, there are several quyi masters, a bunch of chess players, all kinds of chess games are played to the sky, and there are not too many painting masters in the old peers! Calligraphers, folk musicians, etc., and even a cow who was the head chef of the state banquet also has one.

This is a temptation that cannot be resisted by foodies!

So while everyone was still singing and listening to music in the courtyard, Carlos secretly pulled his tutor out and bit his ear. finally got the right to introduce people on the condition of adding two big characters a day, and he immediately dragged people into the kitchen.

Since there were too many people staying in the courtyard to eat tonight, the head chef had already occupied the kitchen first, and was ready to cook a sumptuous dinner with the gifts brought by everyone.

Just when he was busy, he saw Professor Zhou being dragged in by his students. It was as if all the great cooks were mass-produced from the same factory, with a strong and round body, a kind and blessed face, and a shiny head.

Knowing Carlos' intentions, the chef generously allowed him to sit by.

As he has mastered his cooking skills, Carlos always feels like he is in the kitchen, and when he sees the chef who is still throwing the pot hard, Carlos consciously runs to the sink and cutting board, and shreds the half-cut potatoes.

Brush brush brush

The neat and clean sound of the knife made the chef's ears flick, he threw the pot with his left hand, and quickly picked up the half-empty slices of meat with an iron spoon in his right hand, and his posture was leisurely and smooth, and he took the time to glance at Carlos.

Boy! The shredded potatoes are yellow and bright, the length is neat, the thickness is uniform, and the knife work is good.

"The little guy is amazing, how long has this knife been practiced?"

"I'm familiar with cooking by myself."

"Yo, can you practice this posture when you make Western food and cut steak? I don't believe it. ”

"I like cooking, I like food even more, whether it's Chinese or Western food, as long as it's delicious, I want to learn, I'm self-sufficient, and I can solve the problem of cravings at any time."

After quickly stir-frying a dish, the head chef was aroused by curiosity, and hurriedly beckoned Carlos to the stove and asked him to show his hand. Living abroad has long made Carlos accustomed to speaking with strength, and he does not refuse at the moment, washing vegetables, cutting meat and eggs, putting oil in the pot and stir-frying, the whole action is done in one go and smoothly.

In less than 7 minutes, a simple ham slider was born.

The golden smooth egg with a little red meat, and a little green onion, makes people move their appetite, and in terms of appearance, you can give full marks. Although the smell in the kitchen is mixed, this freshly served dish still has a faint smell of pot, and the chef picks up a large piece of slippery egg with chopsticks and puts it in front of his nose to sniff.

The scent is authentic, he smiled and nodded. Then I took a bite in Carlos's expectant little eyes, the salty freshness of the ham, the tenderness of the eggs, and the aroma of green onions, Pu made people's taste buds awaken and brighten as soon as he entered the mouth, and the head chef showed a great smile and gave Carlos a thumbs up.

The perfect quality ham and egg makes the friendship between the two people even better, and there is no need for too many words between foodies! Carlos looks at the relationship between the characters who have become good friends, and his heart feels a sense of accomplishment!

The kitchen that follows is completely turned into a teaching channel.

The head chef affirmed Carlos's cooking skills, and also had the idea of sharing the experience of foodies, while making special dishes, while explaining the key points to Carlos, and sharing the tips for daily handling of ingredients, the dos and don'ts between foods, and the authentic snacks that are particularly hidden in the old area of Beijing.

Ordinary people don't sue him!

After about an hour, all twelve dishes were completed and brought to the big round table, and the old men who were singing, talking, and smoking stopped their work and sat around the dining room.

Even Carlos, who rarely drinks alcohol, was aroused by the wine worm, and watched several old people pour wine by themselves.

The aroma of food and wine, the atmosphere of the Lunar New Year spread in advance in this ancient courtyard, Carlos with a satisfied smile, eating the most authentic dishes, listening to the old people talk about the past and the present, benefited a lot.

"Yo, okay, old cow! Your Northeast cuisine has improved a lot, this fat sausage is too authentic! ”

Old man Feng is from Heilongjiang, and his favorite is Northeast cuisine, a piece of fat intestine is so delicious that he can't stop eating, I saw a bright smile on his face, and he put three pieces of fat intestine in his bowl in a row, teasing.

As we all know, those who can be the chef of the state banquet are not only amazingly cooked, but also have contact with major cuisines, and the chef surnamed Niu is the main spoon stir-fry dishes, of which the eight major cuisines are almost all proficient, while the other partial cuisines are relatively weak.

"I didn't do it, I did it the little guy."

"Yo! It's amazing, and I can cook. ”

Old Man Feng looked at Carlos in surprise, and then, Lao Niu also vigorously followed his little friend Amway, and there were three dishes on the table that were all made by the little guy, namely ham and eggs, boiled fat sausages, and West Lake vinegar fish. After systematic identification, these three dishes are of perfect quality.

Seeing that several diners stretched out their chopsticks to these three dishes, their expressions were highly praised after tasting them, and his tutor was the most direct, pointing to the vinegar fish in West Lake and telling Carlos that the rent of his house would make him a plate every day.

As soon as he heard Professor Zhou say this, Old Man Feng was the first to be dissatisfied.

"Pay the rent, little guy come to my house! You don't need to practice big characters every day, just follow me to learn to sing, as long as you have a dish of Northeast cuisine every two days! ”

Seeing that the two of them were fighting again, Carlos changed the topic, saying that it was stewed in the kitchen to dispel wind and dampness, and relieve fatigue, but there was not enough time, and it was not too late to wait for everyone to drink a bowl and leave.

"Ahem, but the soup is a bit special, I hope you don't mind."

At this moment, everyone present, except for Mrs. Zhou, who followed the whole process to buy vegetables, and the old cow who witnessed Carlos preparing the soup, all looked disapproving.

By 9 p.m., when they had eaten and talked to their heart's content, the legendary stew was finally served.

In the midst of everyone's curious eyes, Carlos carefully took out a white stew pot, placed it in the center of the table, and put his hand wrapped in a towel on the lid. Turning his face to look at his tutor, he said.

"My wife said that you have been suffering from rheumatism recently, and you haven't slept well for several nights, and you just happened to see fresh ones in the market, so I thought about giving you some conditioning, and Uncle Niu also said that this recipe is good, right?"

The old cow beside him nodded with a straight face.

Feeling the envy, jealousy and hatred coming from all directions, Professor Zhou secretly felt guilty in his heart, who let me have a good apprentice, envy? Jealous? Hate? Hit me!

"Master, for the sake of my naked heart, you will definitely drink it all, right?"

Hearing another sentence from his own student who suddenly followed, thinking of this kid's daily pit master attributes, Professor Zhou suddenly had an ominous premonition!

As it turned out, his sixth sense as a man was correct.

By the time he saw the bowl of soup in front of him, he could no longer maintain the shell of his Immortal Wind Dao Bone.

WTF！

"W-What kind of worm?"

The chopsticks trembled a little, and Professor Zhou picked up a white fat worm in the bowl, which would never be confused with pig intestines at a glance, and his expression was a little sluggish.

"Sandworms, the scientific name seems to be checkered star worms. No matter what it's called, it's very effective, teacher, drink it! ”

The old cow on the side followed very intimately.

"This stuff is so delicious when steamed, it's clear! My daughter-in-law liked it the most. ”

"What a good student, envy! I also cooked the soup for you myself, your son has never done it, don't be hypocritical, drink it! ”

The old people here have never seen any storms and waves, locusts, scorpions, etc., they have never eaten anything.

Except for Carlos, the master of his family. Professor Zhou really doesn't pay attention to eating, and he knows from the fixed dishes he has eaten for decades that when there will be strange meat other than red, yellow and white meat on their dinner table!

Under the coaxing of his friends, Professor Zhou was also forced to go to Liangshan, his eyes closed, and he picked up the still hot soup and poured it into his mouth. When the soup slides into the throat, the umami of seafood and the pungency of ginger and pepper continue to echo in the mouth, and the soup flows through the esophagus and directly into the stomach wall, and the whole person is warm.

The expression of the original heroic righteousness fused, and an unexpected smile appeared on his face.

"It tastes great!"

This appearance of eating marrow is extremely attractive. The old cow took a deep breath of aroma, the time was just right, he gave Carlos a thumbs up, and also picked up the bowl and drank slowly. After receiving the unanimous vote, Carlos had another attack of bad heart, and he handed the chopsticks to Professor Zhou with a sincere face.

"Teacher, you have to eat some soup residue, that's the essence!"

For a moment, Professor Zhou thought to himself, is it too little for him to practice 5 big characters a day? Sure enough, I have to practice 10 sheets a day! Is it man-made in his family to cheat the teacher like this?

Seeing his teacher's sad face, Carlos couldn't help but feel regretful, more nutritious, more healthy ingredients, sure enough, in the next days, he had to let his teacher experience the charm of a big foodie country!

Bugs or something, high protein, crunchy!