Chapter Eighty-Five: That World, This World
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Unlike most children.
Most of the scenes are in the kitchen.
To be precise, almost all memories of home can't be avoided for the simple reason that her parents are both top chefs who run their own restaurant.
However, common hobbies are not necessarily all beautiful, often because they are not half a bucket of water, but more difficult to integrate. Especially, when one person is a senior master of Western cuisine, and the other person is a descendant of orthodox Chinese cuisine.
Whenever her parents walked into the kitchen at the same time, Youmeng would wittily take out the cookies, sit in the kitchen with a small bench, and silently watch the two quarrel with each other while eating.
Usually, two people who have different opinions end up making a separate dish and leaving it to the child to judge.
Well, at this time, the wisest thing to do is to eat them all, and then say with a happy face, it's delicious. What if you can't eat? Try to have as much weight left on both sides.
is a little biased, and Youmeng can almost predict who will be responsible for the main fight the next time he accidentally makes a mistake and is caught.
There are many differences between Chinese food and Western food, each with its own strengths, but the most essential difference is the selection and use of ingredients in Youmeng's view.
Due to the establishment of modern nutrition and historical origins, Western cuisine has relatively many limitations on the selection of dishes, but at the same time, it has also greatly improved the strict standards of Western cuisine for raw materials that are almost perverted, as well as the delicacy of individual dishes.
In contrast, in terms of the selection of ingredients, Chinese food can be simply summarized in one sentence - in heaven and on earth, as long as it is alive, I can make it into a dish for you to eat. Coupled with the deep-rooted concept of frugality of the Chinese people, the utilization rate of an ingredient often reaches an appalling point.
Adhering to two completely different concepts, and at the same time, they are both absolute authorities in their own restaurants, in Youmeng's opinion, for so many decades, the two can put down the knife very rationally and quarrel again, which already shows that they are true love for each other.
Of course, as long as the ingredients don't clash, there will be occasional times when the kitchen has a strong smell of gunsmoke and is in perfect harmony.
For example, golden egg fried rice and milk stewed egg whites are examples of this.
There is no doubt that from the perspective of nutrition and Western cuisine, the low-oil Golden Egg Fried Rice is very suitable for a small range of meals, especially the exquisite staple food in the family, both in terms of appearance and nutritional value.
But my mother, who has always adhered to the idea that wasting food is the biggest sin in the world, will not watch her father pour out the egg liquid according to the custom of Western restaurants, let alone stand in the kitchen and watch Yumeng's father snatch all the work.
The final result is naturally that Yumeng can happily add one more meal again.
Well, speaking of which, milk stewed egg whites, if made more delicately, there is another name that is more familiar to more people.
Youmeng drew a circle under his pen - double skin milk.
If the golden egg fried rice can become a spiritual dish, then what level of spiritual dessert snack will be the double skin milk that runs through almost all children's summer memories?
The girl's eyes moved slightly, revealing a hint of anticipation.
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However, there is always something to check before you go for sale...... Who should I try it?
"Youmeng...... Cute ...... Come back to your senses! ”
Youmeng was thinking about it, when a small palm shook in front of her, and a familiar weak voice came from her ear.
Looking up, it turned out to be Sylvie.
- Uh, was you caught in a daze again?
"I'm sorry, Miss Sylvie, I'll try to listen."
Youmeng scratched her cheeks a little distressed and embarrassed, not that she didn't want to study hard. But she didn't understand it at all, and she was desperate.
Listen?
Sylvie glanced at Youmeng strangely, "What nonsense are you talking about, it's already out of school." ”
Youmeng looked around seriously, and found that before she knew it, only she and Teacher Sylvie were left in the entire classroom.
The sunlight outside the window is not so hot and dazzling, and the red color is gradually spreading in the sky.
Time flies so fast, it's already afternoon, do you talk about it?
Youmeng looked down at the personal terminal, and the prompts of several unread messages flashed.
It should be all Aunt Dengxu's nagging urging tomorrow's menu and business hours, Yumeng thought about it, and let me prevaricate the past under the pretext that I was studying seriously.
By the way, noon was too rushed, and she hadn't even thanked Teacher Sylvie properly.
And the plan for the next student canteen also needs to be discussed with Teacher Sylvie.
After all, without Sylvie's spiritual support and physical recovery, the current Youmeng would not be able to withstand the work required for 20 servings of Golden Egg Fried Rice.
The lunch supply at noon is worth more than two million points, and it is an important duel that cannot be lost because of the stakes of life and discipline.
Raising his head, Yumeng had a sincere smile on his face, and was about to say something to thank him.
"Now, Yumeng, I'm sorry."
Before Youmeng could speak, Sylvi suddenly bowed seriously and said apologetically.
Well? Things seem to be a little bit bad.
According to Yumeng's experience, generally speaking, when a person suddenly apologizes in front of you, it means that you are about to hear something extremely bad.
Like, now......
It's terrible news.
"Sophia forbade me to go to your place to help again, so ......"
Sylvie looked a little uneasy, and her voice grew quieter.
"What do you say! Wait a minute! Teacher Sylvie, you can't do this! ”
Yumeng stood up in disbelief, she had just solved the problem of generating income for breakfast, but it turned out that the original stable lunch supply had problems again.
Clicking on the personal panel, Youmeng pointed to the almost impossible task of turning a pit man into a regular, "Teacher Sylvie, if you don't help me, the punishment will be several times that of the mechanical squid before!" ”
Sylvie turned to the side unnaturally, pretending not to see anything.
Then he continued hesitantly, "Sister Sophia also said that if I find out that I am not good at class again, I will secretly go to help you." She'll ...... It's going to ......", his face suddenly turned red, and he let out a nasal voice with unknown meaning, "Anyway, it's just terrifying." ”
So, dear Miss Sylvie, did you so cruelly sacrifice your lovely student to the mechanical squid?!
Yumeng pointed at herself with empty eyes, "What about me?!"
"Don't worry, I'll be visiting your home on the weekends to help you catch up on your lessons. I think with your wisdom, you should be able to revive your spirit by yourself in less than half a semester. ”
While speaking, Sylvie put away the lesson plan folder, slowly stepped back, and clenched her fists to cheer up Youmeng, "That...... Well, I'll go back to preparing for class first. Come on, you can. ”
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