Aftertaste was stunned, how did she come to this conclusion?

"Ordinary people who encounter such setbacks generally think that maybe I am not suitable for this industry and then give up after being depressed, but instead of giving up, you have persevered, and have invented a method that sounds scary but is the most suitable for you at that time. The kind of perfect recipe, even one that takes into account the origin and water content, must have been a lot of work to write, and it must have been even more laborious to memorize and practice those harsh rules, but you really did it, and it's amazing! ”

The aftertaste was stunned for a moment, and then the roots of his ears turned red, and he had never heard such a frank praise, he was stunned and uncomfortable, and his heart suddenly beat very fast.

"Good!" Su Miao clapped her hands and said with a smile, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, Xiaoweiwei cooks a bowl of noodles for me to eat, don't use those measuring tools of yours, and do it completely by feeling!" ”

After the aftertaste, his heart jumped, relying on his feeling that this kind of thing could not be done to him now, not to mention that he felt very bad before he learned the perfect cooking method, and after learning the perfect cooking mode, he was used to all the dishes being done according to the rules, and he had lost his feeling at all.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a food critic, I just want to eat a bowl of noodles you cooked." Su Miao said with a smile.

I was told "don't be nervous" by a woman younger than me......

After a moment of silence, Huiwei stood up and walked to the stove, took out flour and noodles, kneaded and cut noodles, poured water into the pot and boiled a bowl of clear and fresh Yangchun noodles and put it in front of Su Miao.

His basic skills are extremely solid, and the length and thickness of the noodles cut out are exactly the same, Su Miao thinks that his basic skills are high but not a grade compared to him. It's just that he has completely lost the intuition of a chef about the dishes he makes, and he has become a habit of relying too much on his measuring tools, even to the point where he can't tell if the noodles are cooked by feeling when he abandons the hourglass.

"It's hard to eat?" He saw that she was deep in thought, and his heart was cold, and his tone became numb because he was too depressed.

Su Miao glanced at him and asked with a smile: "Didn't you taste it yourself before it came out of the pot, what do you think?" ”

Aftertaste's eyes flashed slightly, and he subconsciously avoided her gaze and did not answer.

"You can't eat it, do you?" Her eyes darkened, and she asked softly.

Aftertaste was shocked, and looked at her incredulously, such a look was already a tacit acquiescence.

"When did it start?" She asked.

“…… Half a year ago. He lowered his eyes, was silent for a long time, and replied in a low voice.

"Because of the injury?"

Aftertaste shook his head.

A chef who can't eat taste, his career is over.

It was quiet in the room, and it was so quiet that it completely drained what little self-esteem he had left, and he couldn't understand why he would tell her all the things he had wanted to hide, even though he had asked to stay, but they weren't even acquaintances. This kind of embarrassment as if being stripped naked in public is very uncomfortable, but these are indeed facts, and he wants to say that he should leave:

"I ......"

She suddenly asked: "After your fever subsided, I said that I would cook porridge for you to drink, but you said that you want to eat Yangchun noodles, why?" ”

He lowered his eyes, was silent for a long time, and replied in a low voice: "After losing my sense of taste, I only remember the taste of the Yangchun noodles you cooked." ”

"You're actually looking for me?" After a moment's thought, she asked.

It was very embarrassing to admit this kind of thing frankly, and the aftertaste was silent for nearly ten minutes before nodding with difficulty:

"Yes."

"What do you think of my cooking?" She asked with a smile.

He was surprised by her question, was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and replied:

"To be honest, it's not fine enough and it's too casual, but it's incredible that it has a pleasant taste that you won't forget for a long time."

Su Miao smiled and said crisply:

"Xiao Weiwei, I like to cook very much, because when I cook food, I will be several times happier than usual, so I can cook how I want, put whatever I want, whatever the cuisine and what the ingredients are, as long as I can cook a happy taste, for a long time, I was called 'the shame of the industry'. Now that I think about it, I still think that those people who talk nonsense are really annoying, and the bad attitude towards me is like I dug his ancestral grave, but then I think that as long as I find my true self and insist on being my true self, I haven't really dug up my ancestral grave anyway. She waved her hand and smiled absently.

Aftertaste looked at her in a daze.

Su Miaohuo stood up, pointed at him and smiled loudly:

"Okay, I understand, Xiao Weiwei, from today this chef will appoint you as my exclusive apprentice, in the future, this chef will train you well, be mentally prepared!" She burst out laughing.

The aftertaste is stunned.

Su Yan followed Su Chan and stepped in in a daze, and saw the two people in the kitchen stunned:

"Ah, second sister! Nasty! ”

"Call me 'Big Brother.'" Su Miao corrected with a smile, and Su Yan turned her head unhappily.

"Have I offended him?" Aftertaste couldn't help but whisper suspiciously.

"Yan'er hates same-sex people who are better looking than herself." Su Miao replied with a smile.

"Not really!" Su Yansheng retorted loudly with a red face.

"Okay, it's not early, hurry up and prepare, it has been raining for a few days and I can't get out of the stall, I must earn back the share of those days, Yan'er went to call the eldest sister up, Chan'er, push the cart over."

"The eldest sister is up and putting on makeup." Obviously she just went to the stall, but the eldest sister always dressed herself up as if she was going to a high-end restaurant.

"Second sister, you didn't sleep well last night, why are the noodles cooked today so unpalatable?" Because no one was paying attention, Su Chan picked up the noodle bowl on the table and ate it, only then did she take a bite and frown.

The aftertaste is gloomy again.

"It's delicious!" Su Miao said with a smile, snatched the bowl in her hand and ate the noodles three times and divided five by two, and even drank the soup.

Looking at her in surprise, Su Miao smiled at him.

Su Xian came in from outside the door with heavy makeup and a yawn, and asked listlessly, "What do you eat in the morning?" ”

"If you get up late and don't have anything to eat, hurry up and load the car and go to Changle Street to eat again!" Su Miao urged in a loud voice.

Su Xian sighed, pursed her lips, picked up the rice pot and put it on the cart pushed out by Su Chan outside the door, and the Su family's courtyard began to get busy.

At the end of the day, Chen Wu and Chen Liu came to breakfast on time, and they were surprised to find that there was one more person today:

"This little brother is a little kind, the little eldest sister is newly hired?" The high-spirited and noble young master a year ago had long forgotten about it, but they just felt familiar.

"My relatives, my eldest cousin." Su Miao replied with a smile.

Aftertaste and the Su family sisters and brothers were stunned for a moment, Su Xian suddenly thought that it was really not good to take in a strange man, and smiled:

"That's right, this is my eldest cousin, very handsome, right?" As she spoke, she raised her hand and was about to pat it on the back of the aftertaste, but the aftertaste dodged it, and her pretty face darkened, this dead boy!

After reminiscing about becoming a big cousin, in the morning, a real former relative came to the food stall - Sun Dalang.