At five o'clock in the afternoon, on the elevated highway from the west of the city to the east of the city, the traffic flowed into a line.

The car behind desperately honked the horn, Yu's father was impatient with the noise, pulled down the window and poked his head out and yelled at the back: "I haven't seen a traffic jam!" Annoying?! ”

Probably frightened by his thick voice, the high-decibel horn finally stopped, leaving only the flashing headlights.

"These people don't have any sense of public morality at all, as if they can move by pressing the horn." Dad Yu closed the car window and thought in his mouth.

Yu Jian can understand their feelings: "It's probably because the wait is too long." "It's been almost thirty minutes, and the car has moved about five meters forward.

"I was praised by your uncle, and I am very happy today?" Obviously, Yu Jian's face was the same, not bothered by this annoying traffic jam, and even with a smile.

Not really!

With such a complicated dish, she can make a similar taste after watching it once, even if Yu Jianping doesn't praise her, she is very proud.

In modern times, there are too many ingredients than Datang, and there are countless kinds of seasonings, which can be reproduced, completely relying on her keen sense of taste and precise control of seasoning.

"Tiger fathers have no dogs and daughters, or our family has good genes." Yu Jian heard the sourness in his words, and grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

Father Yu twisted his body in satisfaction and put his hands back on the steering wheel.

When the two of them arrived home, dinner time was over.

Yu Yuan's child sat honestly on the sofa and looked at the villain's book, and when he saw his sister coming back, his little eyes moved, and he quietly gave a look.

Yu's father felt amazing when he saw such a well-behaved son, and walked up to him and took a closer look at him several times, Yu Yuan was unmoved, still looking at the book without distraction.

But there are only a few characters in this villain's book, and they don't turn a page for a few minutes?

"The sun is coming out of the west?" Dad Yu was shocked.

Yu Jian tugged at the corner of his clothes and leaned into his ear to say a few words. At this time, Yu's father finally knew what the problem was, and with an "ouch" slap his thigh, he ran into the room calling Yu's mother's name.

Yu Yuan's child put down the book in his hand and sighed with a long sigh on his face.

God knows what kind of inhuman life he lived with his old mother when his sister was away......

……

Yu Jian took a bite of noodles, and her eyes glanced at the two parents sitting in front of her from time to time.

I don't know how Yu's father coaxed my mother, when the two came out, although their faces were still gloomy, the tone of their voices returned to their usual gentleness.

He also cooked a bowl of green vegetable noodles for Yu Jian, spread a thick layer of beef on top, and added a love omelette.

Yu Jian held her mother's arm and coquettishly: "I haven't eaten dinner, but my mother is still good to me!" ”

Yu's mother was very fond of this, touched her daughter's thin shoulders, and threw all the cruel words to her husband: "Yu Jianguo, how can you treat your daughter badly if you don't eat it yourself?!" I think you're itching! ”

As a result, although Yu's father also rubbed noodles, the clear soup in the bowl was low and watery, and he couldn't see anything except white noodles.

Yu's father couldn't argue, his wife was the biggest, and his daughter was a little padded jacket, so he could only slap his son hard.

So I'll go?

Yu Yuan was also shot while lying down, and the villain book in his hand fell to the ground, and ran back to the room to sulk angrily.

In the quiet of the night, a candlelight, two pages of manuscript, three lines of clear words, four characters into words.

Yu Jian closed the final transcribed menu, rested the brush on the pen holder, and gently blew the ink dry.

She still has obsessions.

Every time she followed the master to make a banquet, she wrote the last food list. The master reads a word, she writes a word, or mulberry, or quicksand, or Shu paper, one stroke at a time, upright.

This menu is the chef's hard work and respect for the diners.

On the way back, Yu's father took Yu Jian to the north of the city and went to the largest farmers' market in the capital.

As soon as the gate entered, Yu Jian knew that there was a hole inside. This is the transit place for all the vegetable markets and fresh supermarkets in the capital, and Yu Jian was dazzled and plunged into it.

Adult arm-thick conch, blue crab holding crab claws, carp shaking its tail desperately, and red, orange, yellow and green spices are lined up on the side of the road.

It's a chef's paradise!

The dishes on the menu, the two discussed with Yu Jianping, and finally decided. Now that she has bought the ingredients to her heart's content, Yu Jian can't mention how beautiful it is.

"Dad, be sure to store the ingredients as I told you. Remember to keep the lotus paste in the refrigeration and keep it fresh, and never open the box. When Yu's father got out of the car with a big bag of things, Yu Jian was still not at ease, but when the back kitchen of Jinfu Building was open, outsiders were not allowed to enter, so he could only tell him several times.

Father Yu looked at her funny, did this girl really think he didn't understand anything?

"Okay, you can wait for me in the car"

Father Yu entered the kitchen from the back door, Wang De was not there, only two little apprentices were sweating and frying, and when they saw him come in, they shouted "Master Yu".

"Why are you two of you?" Yu's father took annual leave on the pretext of picking up his daughter, and he didn't come to work for several days.

He frowned, it's all a meal, what's the situation?

One of the little apprentices finished his work, turned off the fire, and replied to him: "There are no customers in the store, and the chef said that there are not so many people, and we are scheduled to go to work today." ”

So that's what happened. During this time, there were indeed few diners in Jinfu Building, and since it was Wang De's arrangement, Yu's father didn't say anything more, said hello, and unscrewed the doorknob of the storage room.

The second chef is mostly responsible for side dishes, and this storage room is Yu's father's base camp, and he also has a separate Xiaoice box in it.

According to his daughter's instructions, the ingredients in the bag were stored in place one by one, especially this handmade lotus paste, and Yu's father clearly saw his daughter's hard work.

It was a little bit of grinding with a rolling pin, and it took two hours!

He buttoned all the buckles of the crisper box, found a crisper bag to wrap it, and carefully put it in the cold snow area of the refrigerator.

He glanced around to make sure everything was in order, then closed the door to the storeroom, said goodbye to the little apprentices, and swaggered out.

Just a second after he stepped out of the back kitchen, the little apprentices glanced at each other, only to see one of them take out his mobile phone and hurriedly dial a few numbers.

The phone was quickly picked up, and an impatient voice came: "What's the matter?" ”

The little apprentice covered his mouth and whispered, "Master, the second chef has brought things here, and they are all in the storage room." ”

"Oh?" The other party seemed to be interested, "What are you bringing Lee?" ”

The little apprentice recalled what he had just peeked into the crack in the door: "Just some ordinary seafood and meat, but there is a stainless steel box, and the second kitchen seems to be very precious." ”

The other party probably thought of something, and after a few minutes, he ordered: "You ...... like this"

"Uh-huh! Got it, master, don't worry! Surely people don't know it! The little apprentice nodded, took something from the countertop, twisted the door open, and flashed into the storage room.