Chapter 70: The Scholar's Creed
Luo Xiaocheng didn't know who knew that Werner was coming, so he rushed over. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info As soon as he saw Werner, he couldn't help but hug Werner's thighs and howl and cry.
"Werner, take me back. I don't want to stay here any longer. Luo Xiaocheng's resentful and aggrieved look is really "I see pity".
At this time, Werner noticed that Luo Xiaocheng was dressed up, dressed in a white chef's costume, and his face was stained with some flour. It's only been two days, Luo Xiaocheng cried and shouted that he couldn't stand it and wanted to go back?
Werner looked at Chen Xiao with an inquiring meaning. If this is really the case, it is necessary for him to report the real situation to his boss
Chen Xiao smiled: "Xiaocheng, don't you really want to stay here anymore?"
"Don't. Don't, not for a moment. Luo Xiaocheng shook his head violently. He stayed in the kitchen every day, either making noodles or kneading noodles, and he did all the dirty work in the store.
He has lost weight twice, and there is wood!
"Really, don't?" Chen Xiao asked again, his eyes squinting and smiling, looking like a demon in Luo Xiaocheng's eyes.
"Don't die!!" Luo Xiaocheng shook his head violently.
"That's fine, but I promised your dad that I would train you to be a talent. In this case, you only need to make a basket of steamed buns yourself, and I will let you go back. Chen Xiao said in a voice, this tone sounded like he was an elder or a teacher, Luo Xiaocheng had already greeted Chen Xiao's ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart.
Your guy's age is about the same as mine, what kind of score! Luo Xiaocheng scolded in his heart. He opened his mouth and agreed, "Okay!" ā
In the past two days, he has a thorough understanding of the production process of steamed buns, and he has personally kneaded the steamed buns for two days, and it should not be difficult to make a basket of steamed buns.
In the steamed bun shop, Luo Xiaocheng started the production of the first steamed bun in his life. Add an appropriate amount of water and eggs to the flour and start kneading the dough until the dough is formed, then let it rise. Before waking up, Luo Xiaocheng remembered that Alan would add some special water to it, he had tried it, and found that the water was a little bitter, and he didn't know what it was.
He added lye water to the dough as usual and kneaded the dough again. Werner silently looked at Luo Xiaocheng's serious appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little excited. He had never seen the young master do something so seriously.
Since childhood, he has been eating to open his mouth and stretch out his hand, arrogant and domineering, and has achieved nothing, but now he can complete the production of buns alone, and when he says it, the father who gave birth to him doesn't believe it. After the dough is finished, Luo Xiaocheng begins to cut out a small ball of dough, knead it, and then add the prepared barbecued pork sauce.
It's all very simple.
Luo Xiaocheng never thought it would be difficult to make steamed buns. After making a basket of steamed buns, he puts them in the steamer and starts steaming them. Fifteen minutes later, Luo Xiaocheng skillfully took out the steamer, and a steaming barbecued pork bun was freshly baked.
The dough that bursts open like a flower reveals the barbecued pork sauce inside, with a rich meaty aroma that makes people appetizing.
Chen Xiao picked up a bun, took a bite, and chewed it carefully. As long as you understand the process, it is not difficult to make steamed buns, Luo Xiaocheng was able to make barbecued pork buns in just two days, what else can Chen Xiao say.
He smiled, "It's okay." In fact, he couldn't wait for Luo Xiaocheng's rice bucket to leave quickly.
With an excited gaze, Werner picked up the bun and began to eat it bite by bite. He ate very carefully, speaking of which, he also looked at Luo Xiaocheng Zhang Da, he was the old man of their Luo family, and now seeing that Luo Xiaocheng could learn a craft, the excitement and surprise in Werner's heart were mixed together, and his mood was very complicated.
"Good, good, delicious!" Werner swallowed the bun in three or two clicks. Luo Xiaocheng looked at Werner, who had an exaggerated reaction, a little surprised, and picked up a bun and nibbled on it. These days, he eats steamed buns every day until he wants to vomit, but now when he eats the steamed buns he makes himself, an oily delicacy explodes from his mouth.
"Is this the bun I made?" Luo Xiaocheng's eyes widened, looking at the bun overflowing with sauce in his hand, with a confused expression.
The taste of this bun is not bad. A sense of pride and accomplishment burst out from the bottom of Luo Xiaocheng's heart. He silently finished chewing the bun in his hand.
Seeing this, Chen Xiao smiled and said, "In that case, fat man, you can go home." I can't accommodate you here. ā
Luo Xiaocheng looked up at Chen Xiao, and he found that Chen Xiao's smile at this time was no longer so hateful, and there was an unknown taste in it.
Is this guy letting himself go so easily?
And how does he feel a little reluctant to leave now,, what's wrong with me? Luo Xiaocheng seemed to have tens of thousands of *** heads running wildly in his heart.
He suddenly said, "I'm not leaving. ā
Chen Xiao suddenly jumped up and shouted, "What did you say?" Is this dead fat man dead sexual? Or was he born a masochist?
"I'm not leaving. Luo Xiaocheng's face was serious, as if he had made up his mind. It was an amazing feeling, and he felt that for the first time in his life, he felt the deliciousness of the food he had made, and this realization made him want to stop.
"As you said, there are still many styles of buns that are not yet available, and I want to be the first to try them. Luo Xiaocheng lowered his head and nibbled on the buns he made. He found the bun to be a little salty, a little slimy and moist, but it tasted delicious.
It is this sense of achievement, this sense of pride, that makes people so nostalgic and so chased.
With neither cultivating fighting spirit nor magical talent, he was originally a second ancestor who achieved nothing and waited for death, but the talent he showed in cooking today made him find the direction of his life.
"Master, please take me as an apprentice. Luo Xiaocheng knelt down and looked at Chen Xiao with a look of hope, and there were still two tears on his face.
Seeing this, Chen Xiao couldn't help but stop at the bunker.
What kind of god is this?
The arrogant and domineering dead fat man made a basket of barbecued pork buns and was convinced of himself, and knelt down and begged him to be his apprentice?
Tens of thousands of grass horses suddenly galloped past in Chen Xiao's heart.
However, this dead fat man seems to have really turned to death, and there is a kind of prodigal son who will not change his money. I don't know what stimulated me.
Chen Xiao frowned, groaned for a while and said, "It's not impossible to accept you as an apprentice. ā
"Really?" Luo Xiaocheng almost jumped up.
Because of his contact with Chen Xiao in the past two days, he found that Chen Xiao was a knowledgeable person with many novel and whimsical ideas in his head.
Whether it's barbecued pork buns, stockings milk tea, or soap, they are all from Chen Xiao's hand, and it is said that he also has a laboratory, where he stays in the laboratory all day to tinker with strange things. Moreover, from the establishment of the soap factory to the commissioning of the factory, Chen Xiao was single-handedly operated, and he had never seen such a versatile person, as if he knew everything.
Chen Xiao is also an ordinary person who has neither cultivated fighting qi nor knows magic, but he was able to obtain such a status and such an achievement with his own hands, in fact, Luo Xiaocheng still admires Chen Xiao very much in his heart.
Under the change of mentality, Luo Xiaocheng naturally worships Chen Xiao as his teacher, and just wants to learn more skills, such as making more styles of buns, which is his short-term goal now.
"But to be my student, you need to be who you are. You can't do one thing on the surface, one thing behind the scenes. Don't pretend to understand, but have a heart that always pursues the truth. These words came out of Chen Xiao's mouth, full of a sacred and mysterious meaning.
Be true to yourself?
A heart that always pursues the truth?
Luo Xiaocheng looked at Chen Xiao blankly.
These two tenets of faith are the creeds of the legendary scholars. The group of people known as scholars, who possess profound knowledge, are responsible for studying history, disseminating knowledge, and guiding people to the right path at critical moments. It is a group of people who are bent on pursuing the truth.
Could it be that Chen Xiao's real identity is a scholar?
Even if Luo Xiaocheng is a straw bale, he also knows the legend of scholars. He was excited.