The window on this side of the courtyard just avoided the direct rays of the setting sun, but you could clearly see the undulating courtyard outside the courtyard. This is a protected courtyard house, so it is condescending to look at, and it has a special breath of life.

The three men talked and laughed happily, raising their glasses from time to time, and the only girl was smiling and beautiful, with her own scarlet charm.

"So what exactly is the third one?" This time, even He Zai couldn't help but ask.

He Xinyi immediately sat upright.

It shows that she doesn't want to ask and listen casually, but wants Rong Yu to really talk about what the problem is.

"Because there's one less core!" Rong Yu sandwiched a quick piece of mutton, "Just like some people sell mutton, they say how much seasoning they add to their mutton, how to make it secretly, and what unique methods they have, but they ignore a core problem, that is, the chef who makes mutton himself." ”

He Xinyi immediately said: "Do you mean that my show deviates from the food itself?" I don't think so, and even the process of making the food and the origin of the food are clearly explained. ”

"Haha, you're still thinking of spices and techniques as the main thing. Of course, it's okay for the average person to look at it. Rong Yu couldn't help but laugh, "But you know what? With thousands of years of history in our country, why are there many poets and literati who amaze the world, like bright stars, and the food has been passed down for thousands of years, but few people know the names of the chefs who made those delicacies? Compared with those great poets, great lyricists, and great writers, it is no less than the difference between rivers and streams. ”

He Xinyi wanted to defend something, but Rong Yu made a gesture and asked her not to speak yet.

"Those who write beautiful articles and poems are remembered by our literature and history. We also remember those conspirators, politicians and military strategists. Because they wrote beautiful articles and poems, reformed or destroyed the social system, we all remember, but who remembers who started making the first sauerkraut fish? Who was the first person to start stir-frying with an iron pot? How many people remember the first person to use the salt of the first hundred flavors to prepare food? ”

"From the eight treasures of the Zhou Dynasty to the current eight cuisines, all kinds of gang dishes and private dishes. Is such a brilliant achievement less than poetry and poetry? The people take food as the sky, and the role of food in ancient times is much more than that of poetry and songs. But if poetry and songs are prosperous, can the country be prosperous? ”

Rong Yu said this in one breath, and then looked at the three people who were a little silent, and sighed.

"Originally, I didn't want to say the third, but since you asked again and again, I had to tell you what I thought, this is just my family's words, and I can't take it seriously!"

After speaking, he even wrote a slightly dark expression.

"Food, food, is it food-oriented, or is it people-oriented?"

At this time, He Zailai also sighed and said.

"We are thinking of those beautiful poems, and we are even more grateful to those writers who wrote beautiful poems, but we despise the master chefs so much, alas-"

A sigh made the atmosphere on the table suddenly heavier.

"Don't ask about the process, don't ask the source, don't ask the source, in fact, this is a normal state of food culture now!" Rong Yu continued, "The kitchen that I pursue in my heart is actually starting from people, and people are the starting point. In this world, there are people, food, gourmets, the general public who taste food, and the people who eat three meals a day. ”

"Well said!"

He Zailai couldn't help but cheer.

"So shouldn't the subject be tilted toward people in the show?" He Xinyi couldn't help but say what he had just experienced at this time, "So doing the show, I have such an idea now, I'll tell you!" ”

Rong Yu's expression became strange.

He Zailai's expression was also a little strange, why did this niece talk like that?

Zhang Desheng laughed.

Immediately, He Xinyi noticed that something was wrong. I blushed a little, but I still insisted on saying: "I think so, you can start with the geographical environment, then enter the food environment, then transfer to the food, and then transfer from the food to the chef, and then to the chef's experience of the food." What do you think? ”

Rong Yu smiled: "You should ask the director about this." ”

"The director listens to me." He Xinyi raised his head proudly.

"Very good!"

Rong Yu nodded, which can be regarded as approval.

He Xinyi was proud, and smiled at Rong Yu with winked eyes, looking very cheerful. Stretched out Kuaizi and sandwiched a piece of mutton to Rong Yu: "Taste it, it tastes very good." ”

He Zai turned his head to look at Zhang Desheng.

Zhang Desheng held back a smile, but did not make a sound. The two made eye contact, but there was a tacit understanding.

Eating a meal is like giving a presentation.

However, in front of the two old brothers and a talented girl, Rong Yu also felt quite comfortable after telling his latest perception of cooking.

He Xinyi ate happily today

After she was done, she didn't go out with the three men. Because although she thinks that Rong Yu can be regarded as very clever in cooking, there is definitely nothing good about three men together.

I returned home in a happy mood, crossed my feet and kicked, and the two high heels flew out, and I didn't care, I walked two steps on the floor barefoot, and stood on tiptoe, turned in a circle, and half lay on the sofa.

The heart is flying.

Finally heard the third question. It also solved some doubts in my heart, and got an unprecedented fresh theory, and this theory of chef's cuisine is actually very reasonable.

Pouring a glass of red wine, then standing by the window of the living room, looking at the stars in the dark night, she raised her glass and said to the stars: "Cheers!" ”

Women's moods are generally very poetic.

Especially this kind of talented woman, their emotions will be more poetic. Sometimes she thinks it's a disease herself, but she enjoys it.

Take out your phone and edit the text message: Lao He, I met that person again today. Every time I meet it, it gives me a new feeling, just like ...... Every time he can push a door open for me, I think if there is a confidant in this world, it should be this person.

After sending it out, she held her phone in her heart, as if she was looking forward to a reply from there.

After a while, the other side really replied: Are you sure it's just a confidant? How old are you, don't you have a little bit in mind? If you do, you'll never have a boyfriend for the rest of your life.

"Flutter!" He Xinyi laughed, thought about it, and continued to pick up his mobile phone to edit: I'm sure, this is not love between men and women. It's more like the kind of mutual understanding that poetry sings and harmonizes. Besides, he has a girlfriend. I'm not a self-inflicted woman, don't worry.

They quickly replied: If you really think so, I really don't feel at ease.

He Xinyi is happy: Okay, no more talking, I'm sleeping, goodbye, dear dad! Good night!

He Xinyi happily teased each other with his father by texting. This is how she and her dad have communicated for more than a decade.

Her father was a man she had admired since she was a child. Therefore, her boyfriend must be as good as her father, and she would rather lack her mother.

This is my creed for love.

This time, three men and a car went to the villa where Rong Yu lived last time. According to He Zailai, since he has arrived in the capital, how can he go to a hotel? That's a slap in the face.

When they arrived at the villa, the three continued to chat in the living room.

"If today's meal is locked up, you two will definitely be able to become confidants now."

He Zai came to drink tea and said with great emotion.

Zhang Desheng nodded: "Lao Guan is also a person with a temperament, and his favorite is a person with thoughts and depth." This is very similar to Lao He Ke. ”

"Don't look at what I have to do with Lao Guan." He Zai said very angrily.

"What about tomorrow......

Zhang Desheng must take advantage of the victory to chase at this time, and he is interested in taking advantage of He Zai, and he immediately put forward his own requirements, which is the reason why the atmosphere is here, and things will be much simpler.

"You say!"

He Zailai set his eyes on Rong Yu.

Rong Yu sighed: "Lao He, Lao Zhang, it's good if you decide, I'm just a watcher." ”

"No, you're the key." He came to laugh.

Zhang Desheng came back to his senses at this time. Obviously, this trip can be made, and it is estimated that the name He Zai will use may be Rong Yu's name. When I thought of this verse, my heart beat a few times.

At this time, I couldn't help but look at Rong Yu more.

Rong Yu thought for a while and said: "Since he is Lao He's friend, and he is a like-minded person with Lao He, it must be like what Lao Zhang said, he is a man of temperament, so I see, I don't need to go anywhere to make any luxury packages or the like, just eat at home." ”

"Eat at home?" Zhang Desheng was stunned, he also planned to book the best private restaurant in the capital.

"Where I live now?" He Zai immediately figured it out, and applauded as soon as he clapped his hands.

Like-minded people really don't care where to eat, and they are more comfortable eating at home. So when He Zai heard it, he immediately agreed.

Zhang Desheng also nodded, this proposal is very good.

"It's right here, don't toss around." Rong Yu smiled, "Anyway, I can cook a few dishes." Unfortunately, because of the flight, I couldn't bring the wine. ”

"I've got wine!" He Zai immediately made a decision, "I'll bring wine." ”

"What should I bring?" Zhang Desheng asked Rong Yu a little anxiously.

"I'll write you a menu, and you can send it to me early tomorrow morning according to the ingredients on the menu." Rong Yu said, so he went to the bedroom and took out a pen and paper, and wrote a list of ingredients and seasonings on the paper.

He Zai came to the side and looked at the ingredients written by Rong Yu.

"Brother Rong, you are only a chef, you are really condescending, just this word, you are better than many calligraphers!"

Rong Yu's handwriting is indeed very good.

"Okay, I'll put it away!" Zhang Desheng put the note away, and then put it in his pocket very solemnly, "Early tomorrow morning, I guarantee that it is not bad, it is the best and freshest." ”

"That's fine."

The three of them sat and chatted, from tomorrow's preparations, to food, to some business things. We also talked about some interesting topics in the circle.

It wasn't until more than ten o'clock in the evening that I left unsatisfied.

Instead of going to his villa, Mr. Zhang stayed in a nearby five-star hotel. Something surprised him a little today.

It's a pity that Rong Yu doesn't want the house he sent. It's like repaying your own favors.

Hehe, how can your favor be so easy to pay off?