At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun shines gently through the window and gently shines into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, a girl in an apron stood in front of the stove, holding a chopstick in her hair, holding a soup spoon, quietly stirring the soup in the casserole, and the whole person stood in the sun.

It's almost time for lunch, and the restaurant is starting to get people in one after another.

Business in the restaurant has always been good.

Zhang Hui was busy greeting the guests, and at the same time urged loudly to the kitchen: "Dachuan, is the kelp and winter melon soup at table seven ready, hurry up!" ”

The kitchen was filled with fragrance, and Yi Dachuan couldn't help but complain to the daughter next to him while stir-frying the dishes neatly: "Look at your mother's big voice, no wonder people call her "big speaker". ”

Eve smiled, put the soup into the soup pot, grabbed another handful of chopped green onions and sprinkled it, white and green kelp winter melon soup, and it was done!

"Come on, the kelp and winter melon soup you ordered!" Eve put the soup on table seven, not forgetting to carefully lift the lid.

The customers at table 7 smelled the fragrance, took a sip directly with a large soup spoon, and then nodded and praised: "It's still your "Double Happiness Yingmen" rice is delicious, I drank kelp winter melon soup once in your house before, and I can't forget it, you said such a simple soup, the same ingredients, and your family can make this taste!" Do you have any secret recipes? ”

Zhang Huile's face bloomed: "Where is the secret recipe, our restaurant has been open for more than ten years, just make these few dishes back and forth, maybe practice makes perfect, if you like it, you can come often!" ”

"Okay, I must come often" Table No. 7 sandwiched another chopsticks of fish-flavored shredded pork, hurriedly picked up the rice and devoured it, and ate it with satisfaction.

Seeing his daughter return to the kitchen with a proud face, Yi Dachuan already knew it: "The dishes you made were praised again?" ”

Eve gave her dad a smug smile and began peeling the cabbage.

Yi Dachuan picked up the knife and started a new round of chopping vegetables, only to hear the non-stop "dongdong" sound on the board, in the blink of an eye, the potatoes have been cut into transparent slices, and then turned into filaments of less than a millimeter, which shows that his knife skills are first-class.

"As the saying goes, humility makes people progress, pride makes people backward, although you have made great progress in cooking now, but you haven't learned the true essence of cooking!" Idagawa educated his daughter in a timely manner.

"So what is the true essence of cooking?" Eve asked rhetorically.

"Mind!" In the words of Idagawa.

Eve rolled her eyes in her heart: "Dad, when did you start teaching Chicken Soup for the Soul?" ”

Yi Dachuan picked up the spoon and knocked it on Eve's head: "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved!" ”

Eve hurriedly fled to the edge of the pool with the peeled vegetables, and still hummed a small song involuntarily: "Little troubles are not a big deal, please let me see the corners of your mouth upturned - if you can't sing the song, change the tune, don't worry yourself-"

After noon, there were fewer people in the restaurant, and after finishing the shop, Yi Dachuan stretched his waist and went to the backyard to take a nap.

Eve was putting the freshly made pumpkin chicken rice into the lunch box, and an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy walked into the kitchen with a large pot of dirty dishes and chopsticks, smelled the fragrance, and hurriedly asked, "Senior sister, what delicious food did you make for your boyfriend?" ”

The boy's name is Liuzi, his name is Xu Zhou, the sixth in the family, so his nickname is Liuzi, he is Yi Dachuan's little apprentice, and he is also a distant relative of the Yi family, he is not good at learning, but he likes to cook, so he stopped going to junior high school and followed Yi Dachuan to learn to cook.

Eve ignored him and carefully put the lunch box into the bag.

Liuzi teased: "By the way, when will you bring him home for us to see?" ”

Eve glanced at him: "The little fart kid has a lot of care, let me tell you, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and wash the dishes and chopsticks!" ”

Liuzi thought of something while washing the dishes and chopsticks, and said, "Senior sister, there is an old man outside who has been sitting at our door, this hot day, don't suffer from heat stroke for a while, do you think he wants to slander us?" ”

Eve listened, lifted the curtain and looked at the door, where there was indeed a sixty-year-old man sitting at the door.

The uncle only sat with his head bowed and did not speak, not like he touched porcelain.

After thinking about it, Eve still walked over and asked softly: "Uncle, what are you doing sitting here, it's weirdly hot!" ”

The uncle raised his head, looked at Eve blankly, then lowered his head again, and muttered in a low voice: "Hot-"

Eve chuckled in her heart, then squatted down and asked gently, "Uncle, are you unable to find a home?" ”

The uncle finally raised his head, still blank in his eyes.

Now Eve is finally a little sure, this old man is afraid that he has Alzheimer's disease and is lost.

In the past, when his grandfather was alive, he also suffered from Alzheimer's disease, Eve looked at the old man, and thought of his grandfather, and immediately felt empathy, and hurriedly coaxed the uncle in to sit, and asked the sixth son to fill a bowl of mung bean soup for the uncle to cool off.

The uncle picked up the bowl, and he was not polite, and drank a bowl of it, and then looked up at Eve, and said slowly: "Hungry—hungry, eat—"

"Heh, this old man is not stupid, he knows that he wants to eat when he enters the restaurant!" Liuzi laughed.

Eve pinched her six sons and asked her uncle again, "Do you still know where your home is?" Think about it? ”

The uncle shook his head, still one word: "Hungry-"

"And do you remember your name?"

"Hungry—"

Eve was helpless, and she didn't find any identity information on the uncle, so she had to coax the uncle: "Okay, I'll cook for you, you just sit here and wait for me, okay?" ”

"Okay—" The uncle replied obediently, like a child.

Eve pulled the sixth son aside and instructed: "I'll go cook, you watch him, and call the police by the way." ”

"Hmm," Rokuko nodded.

Eve walked into the kitchen and stood in front of the stove with her hands on her hips, the old man had bad teeth and digestion, and she had to think about what to cook.

Suddenly she turned her head and saw that there were still a few shrimp in the tank, and there were still two eggs left on the board, she smiled, okay, there is a recipe!

Eve Mari washes the shrimp after removing the thread, grabbing it a few times with salt to absorb the water. Then use a small amount of salt, sugar, Huadiao wine, sesame oil to grasp well, marinate with shrimp for ten minutes, marinate the shrimp into the pot first, put out and add egg liquid, and fry the cooked peas and eggs and shrimp together.

After a while, a fragrant shrimp egg was brought to the old man.

The old man was really hungry, so he ate it in a big gulp, and Eve hurriedly filled another bowl of mung bean soup, afraid that the old man would choke.

When several policemen arrived with the old man's family, the old man was having a good meal.

The children were very filial, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and they must have been very anxious, and they kept crying while holding the old man, and thanked Eve and the six sons.

Zhang Hui and Yi Dachuan were both woken up and rushed out to ask what was going on, Eve explained to them again, and the six sons on the side were busy making notes for the police.

The scene was noisy and too touching, and Eve couldn't stand it, so she had to leave a few of them to deal with the scene, and slipped into the kitchen by herself, carrying a lunch box and escaping like a wind.