A gust of lake breeze blows in the face, and the warm current penetrates into the body through the skin, and the tense nerves of the whole body are stretched.

Qi Hao's mood was very good in an instant, and he didn't worry about why there was no "tasting" link this time.

[One day, the original owner Qi Hao and his younger brother Qi Xian'an returned home, their parents who went out did not return for a long time, and Qi Xian'an, who was very hungry, was clamoring to eat...]

[Brother Qi Hao, who has never cooked, poured all the ingredients at home into the pot, and as a result, he made a delicious chowder soup by mistake, which was praised by his younger brother Qi Xian'an, father Qi Zhiyuan, and mother Cui Mei. 】

[So, after the college entrance examination, Qi Hao, who was about to fill in the volunteers, decided to apply for a cooking-related major in college and become a chef in the future, but was severely opposed by his parents...]

[Teaching Goal: Learn to make 'Six Crab Hibiscus Bucket']

[Assessment task: Successfully make a six-crab hibiscus bucket, and change the attitude of parents through practical actions...]

[Statement: This assessment, there is no time limit, but the number of assessments, only once, if you can't get your parents to agree to engage in cooking in the end, it will be a failure of the assessment, and the six crabs and hibiscus buckets will permanently disappear from the illustrated book...]

Looking at the information that suddenly popped up in the system, Qi Hao frowned.

"Yo! This time I crossed over, and it turned out to be my true colors! ”

Back then, after the college entrance examination, when choosing a major, Shen Xufang, the mother in reality, was strongly opposed to applying for cooking, even if she has graduated from college now, she still has no regrets about the idea of four years ago.

Therefore, when he saw the story of this time, Qi Hao made up his mind to complete this assessment.

......

"Brother, hurry home! If you don't go back, your parents will say it, and you will enter the house forever! ”

The front foot closed the panel, and the back foot, behind Qi Hao, a childish child's voice sounded.

Through the memories integrated into the system, he soon knew that the person who came was his younger brother Qi Xian'an.

"Could it be that I came here in a rage and was about to jump into the lake?"

Getting up and continuing to look at the lake in front of him, Qi Hao muttered.

However, it seems that the system does not give any answer to this paragraph.

followed Qi Xian'an back home.

Father Qi Zhiyuan and mother Cui Mei are sitting in the living room with a serious face, looking directly at the door, crossing Erlang's legs, each holding a folding fan in his hand, tacitly and regularly fanning the wind on his chest, like two big Buddhas that are not easy to mess with.

"Do you know to come back?"

"Stiff wings?"

"Dare to threaten us with jumping into the lake?"

“.......”

As soon as they saw Qi Hao enter the door, they just split their heads and covered their faces, and they reprimanded angrily.

In the end, Qi Zhiyuan took the lead in weakening the formation, picked up the glass on the table, took a sip, and drank half a glass of water.

And Cui Mei, her anger is still strong:

"Let me tell you, Qi Hao, don't give me any thoughts here, there are still a few days before volunteering to fill in. During this time, you gave me a good idea of what major I should apply for in college! ”

"Figured it out! Culinary Profession! ”

Qi Hao responded without hesitation.

"What? Did you go to college just to become a chef in the future? ”

Cui Mei angrily closed the folding fan in her hand.

"What's wrong with the cook? That's also eating by skill! Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion, and if you do well in the future, you will be no worse than those who have studied for a master's degree or a doctorate! Don't look down on other chefs."

"You..."

Choked back and speechless, Cui Mei looked sideways, turned her head to look at Qi Zhiyuan, who was wiping her mouth.

"You have something to say! Your precious son, now he's bent on applying for a chef major! ”

"Ah Hao!"

Qi Zhiyuan spoke, although he stood in the same trench as his wife Cui Mei, his attitude was obviously much gentler than hers:

"Do you think that being a chef is very simple, as long as you can put oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and stir-fry vegetables? To tell you the truth, if you want to do a good job as a chef, you have to pay hard, but it is no less than a master's degree or a doctorate in a university! ”

"Of course I know!"

In the real world, Qi Hao, who is already a restaurant owner and chef, has a deep understanding of this.

"You know?! No! You don't know! Think about it, how many culinary schools are there in the country right now? How many people learn to cook in a year? However, how many of them have actually learned in the end? You say, 'Three hundred and sixty lines, the best in the line,' and I don't deny that. But, you have to think about it, how many people can he have in an industry? ”

"Your dad is right!"

Seeing Qi Zhiyuan throwing out a lot of truths, Cui Mei also nodded again and again, and then said: "Let me tell you, most of those who graduated from cooking schools went to that small restaurant and food stall, and some people couldn't find a job, so they had no choice but to set up a small stall and simply sell fried rice at the school gate." Think about it, how much money can they make? ”

"How good it is to be your own boss, work freely, and have no performance appraisal!"

Qi Hao didn't listen to the words of Qi Zhiyuan and his wife at all, and when he refuted it like this, Cui Mei was angry again, and her face turned red.

"You..."

She couldn't get angry, and looked around:

Ashtrays, smashed are easy to kill...

The vase, it's too expensive, it's a pity to smash it ...

The paper towel is so soft that it is unpleasant to smash...

In the end, her anxious gaze fell to the ground, as if she had found the target, raised her foot, took off the plastic slippers, and threw them at Qi Hao.

It's a pity that it's a little crooked.

The transparent plastic slippers, with the center as the axis in the air, rotated a few times, skipped Qi Hao, but it was impartial and fell into the trash can next to the sofa.

"Qi Hao, let me warn you again, you can choose any other major, even if it is almost, I admit it, but in the field of cooking, if you dare to choose, this university will also be accepted!"

Cui Mei clenched the folding fan, pointed at Qi Hao's nose, and continued to threaten.

"Why are you so stubborn? Learning to cook, what is not going to work? So you don't want to see you? ”

Qi Hao was also forced by the two people in front of him at the moment, and he was powerless to make any verbal rebuttals.

"Okay! You still want to take the cooking exam, right? Then tomorrow, I will invite a chef to come to our house and let him tell you that you have to go through all those pains and hardships to be a chef! ”

Qi Zhiyuan said, and also closed the fan.

This decision suddenly made Cui Mei beside her widen her eyes.

The arrogant gaze turned to her husband, and just as she was thinking about what to say, she suddenly realized:

His son is already a person who is afraid of trouble, and when the chef comes, let him exaggerate and intensify the efforts of this industry, and perhaps, Qi Hao will retreat!

The head of the family!

The decision of this soldier who surrendered without a fight is really clever!

However, after thinking about it, Cui Mei couldn't help but lean into Qi Zhiyuan's ear and muttered softly:

"Where are we going to get a chef?"

"Lao Jin's younger brother is the chef of a five-star international hotel, I'll go and talk to him tomorrow, and people will naturally be willing to help with this..."