Back to Eighty Zero: The Magical Chef

Chapter 44 The Secret of Uncle Old Dong
The matter was resolved satisfactorily, and the crowd dispersed one after another. She was about to go back when she was stopped by someone: "Little comrade, wait a moment." Unexpectedly, it was the director just now.

"Any thing else?"

"Little comrade, thank you for your valuable suggestions for our supply and marketing cooperative. This is a little kindness, please accept it." It was a waste of time, so he decided to give a gift to seal it.

Chen Xiangqin just wanted to refuse, but when she saw that the 18 yuan kitchen knife was in the box, she swallowed the words back, wondering: "This... how embarrassing this is!"

"It should be, we have to thank you well, that's enough, I'll go back first, there are still many things waiting for me, so I won't send them." The director suddenly stuffed things into the other party's arms, turned around and ran away .

Holding Huanxi's kitchen knife, she walked back while comforting herself: "What's the old saying? Don't give up for nothing. This is the crystallization of wisdom of several generations. It's just disobedience to the elders, ouch, she can't do such a big unfilial thing."

Stuffing the kitchen knife into the satchel, carrying two bottles of good wine in one hand, and brown sugar and snacks in the other, Chen Xiangqin went home humming a little tune.

As soon as she entered the village, she went directly to Old Uncle Dong's house: "Master, look what good things I brought you!" She put two bottles of good wine on the table.

"Hey, it's usually hard to ask you to do something, but today you still want to buy me a drink! It's no good to be courteous for nothing, so tell me, what do you want me to do?" Old Uncle Dong opened the bottle cap He sniffed it under the tip of his nose, and sighed comfortably.

"Hey, I'm that kind of person!" Chen Xiangqin deliberately opened another bottle, leaned in front of him, and continued: "Master, Director Jiang of the State-run Hotel told me today, you are Bei Dao? You are a famous person." ?”

The little old man's eyes were full of complacency, and he grinned loudly: "That kid, Old Jiang, is too talkative, why does he tell you everything! These things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet are not worth mentioning!"

Disgusted on the lips but proud in the heart, Chen Xiangqin rolled her eyes and cursed inwardly: "Hypocrisy!"

"Girl, go and get two cups, let us master and apprentice have a drink."

With a plate of peanuts and two small wine cups, the conversation between the master and the apprentice opened up. The little old man told a lot of interesting things about his youth. Chen Xiangqin listened with great interest. Halfway through, she remembered her new kitchen knife .

"Master, look, this knife is not bad, right?"

Old Uncle Dong glanced at it, and said, "It's not too bad, just wait, I'll take my guy out and open your eyes!" When the little old man came back, he was holding a wooden box in his hand.

"Girl, you can take care of it, it's filled with your master and my baby!"

As soon as the box was opened, a cold light shot out. There were five knives inside, each of which looked the same, but there were many differences. Chen Xiangqin touched it, and a cold and hard touch reached every finger.

Old Uncle Dong picked up one and carefully stroked it back and forth: "These old guys have been with me for most of my life. This is a kitchen knife in every household, also called a chopping knife. It is the most commonly used one by our chefs. It can be cut and chopped, flexible and changeable, this is a machete, it is specially used for chopping bones, slicing with a slicer, and deboning with a boning knife, you can’t go wrong with everything.”

Chen Xiangqin has always believed that cooks carry around the world with only one kitchen knife, but they did not expect to divide it so finely: "I know this is the smallest one, is it a paring knife?"

Old Uncle Dong nodded: "Well, you still have some knowledge."

The little old man was talking sarcasticly, and he knew that he shouldn't have bought wine to honor him. Chen Xiangqin cursed a lot in his heart, but his face was still respectful, and he put the newly acquired kitchen knife with the master's. Son, sure enough, I answered that sentence, there is no harm without comparison.

She drooped her little face and sighed in frustration, thinking that there was nothing in the free gift.

"Girl, these are just tools, they can make the chef do more with less, but to make good dishes, you don't just rely on these!"

"What else do you rely on?"

The little old man stretched out a finger, pointing to the position of the heart: "Rely on the heart! If you do your best for every dish and have a clear conscience, then you will be able to become a teacher!"

Now Chen Xiangqin's small face is even uglier. If cooking can be done with words, this little old man is definitely one of the top ten seeds in the world. She pouted and asked, "Then tell me, what does it take to do your best? Have a clear conscience?"

Old Uncle Dong picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and stretched out another finger: "One word, enlightenment!"

!!!

Chen Xiangqin felt that he was going to explode with anger from this little old man, so he picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth. He drank too fast and choked: "Cough——"

"Drink slowly! How can you be like your senior brother, you can drink all you want!"

"Senior brother?" Now Chen Xiangqin got excited and asked: "Master, who is my senior brother? Where is he?"

The frowning Old Uncle Dong drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and uttered two words coldly: "Dead!"

Hey!Hearing these words was an angry word. People must be alive, and maybe they will live a colorful life. Chen Xiangqin didn't believe the little old man's words. Since the other party didn't want to say it, she didn't make fun of herself.

After changing the subject, another question was asked: "Master, what about your family members? Now that they are open, why don't they come to see you?"

Old Uncle Dong took another sip of his wine and choked out three words: "He's dead too!"

Chen Xiangqin fell silent, stealing glances at the other party from time to time.

"Girl, you go back first, I'm a little drunk today." Old Uncle Dong is chasing someone away.

As soon as the people left, the little old man sat on the reclining chair in the yard and drank the wine alone. Various pasts kept flashing in his mind, and he was very sad.

When Chen Xiangqin came home, her buttocks were still hot, and she was dragged into the backyard by the two uncles.

"What are you dragging me here for?"

Uncle Xu Xiangqian asked straightforwardly: "I heard from your mother that all the fruits and vegetables in this yard are sold to the state-run restaurant? And the other party will come to buy goods tomorrow?"

Chen Xiangqin nodded obediently: "Yes!"

"Little ancestor, why don't you discuss such a big matter with your family!" Uncle Xu Xiangjin was afraid that his niece would suffer, so his tone was a little fierce.

"Relax, the relationship between me and the state-run hotel is solid, they won't cheat me!" Looking at the two people in front of him, Chen Xiangqin suddenly had an idea: "I will leave this matter to you in the future, right? I just take care of it." How about the two of you being in charge of selling?"

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. The fastest and most effective way to lead the Xu family to a well-off life is to cultivate their business acumen and ability to handle affairs. As the saying goes, wisdom can create wealth. This big family People, you can't rely on yourself all your life.

(End of this chapter)