Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 555 254. Chef's surname is Che, C is in charge

It is really not easy for one person to carry so many dishes home.

"Good job."

Li An hurried forward to care, and Xiao Ji jumped up on the sofa, "Teacher, can you take a look at these dishes?"

Li An frowned, and looked back, "Today's lunch has nothing to do with me, whoever chooses the dishes."

The five children were already eager to try, and they all got busy around the tea table.

"Enoki mushrooms are mine!"

"The cucumbers are mine!"

"I just have a tomato, you help me find it."

"Wang Xiaohu, the quail eggs are mine!"

"Obviously it's my fault!"

Ji Yang: "Don't grab it, don't grab it, I bought two copies of quail eggs, you have both!"

Tsk tsk, I really treat the coffee table as a vegetable market, Li An shook his head, "Go to the kitchen to get it."

Wu Haier moved his position.

Li An and Xiao Ji were left in the living room.

"Why do you buy so many?"

"Teacher, I really have no experience."

"You don't even ask me."

"You are in class."

Li An couldn't laugh or cry, "How much money is left?"

Xiao Ji: "66."

Ang Lee: "Six indeed."

Xiao Ji: "Teacher, can you put it in the refrigerator?"

Li Ang: "Let's wait until they finish tossing."
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Today is a day for children to be in charge of their own affairs.

The fresh excitement brought by this exchange of identities is infinitely magnified because there is no supervision from parents.

But the children are children after all, and they don't have much experience in the kitchen. After sharing the dishes, they don't know how to proceed to the next step.

So in Ang Li's view, he had to be the guide.

It is already 10:30 at this time, and the children can only have dinner without knowing what time it is.

At this moment, Xiao Che said: "Let's summarize what we need to do first."

Said, "I make mapo tofu."

Hearing the words Mapo Tofu, Teacher Li outside the door trembled.

Seeing someone taking the lead, all the children stopped hiding their secrets.

Liu Fengrui: "Braised eggplant in soy sauce, steamed egg with meat pie, and cold enoki mushroom."

Wang Xiaohu: "Braised pork in brown sauce, cucumber in cold sauce."

Liu Fengrui: "Why do you have one more?"

Ji Yang: "It's not important."

Xiaobei followed immediately: "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried bamboo shoots."

Marco: "Salad tomatoes."

Ji Yang: "Steamed sea bass, fried pork with chili."

Everyone didn't know what Xiaoche was going to do, so they saw Xiaoche holding the mobile phone in his hand, tapping his fingers on the screen quickly.

After a while, the car was assembled.

He raised his head, "Now there are three cold dishes, six hot dishes, and nine dishes in total. Let's make the cold dishes first and then the hot dishes."

Talking about the car, looking at Ji Yang, Ji Yang hurriedly said: "Don't look at me, we are all at your command."

The children nodded vigorously. Everyone knew that Che Lin's family owned a restaurant, and after hearing what Che Lin said, everyone had a clue.

Cold dishes first, then hot dishes, and then?

Seeing this, Xiao Che continued to recall the various scenes she had seen in the back kitchen, and then said: "There are two stoves in the teacher's house, and they need to be used at the same time."

Another moment.

"The order of serving the cold dishes is cold tomatoes, cold enoki mushrooms, and cold cucumbers."

"The order of serving the hot dishes is braised eggplant, steamed sea bass, meatloaf with steamed eggs, fried bamboo shoots, tomato scrambled eggs, mapo tofu, and finally braised pork."

Li An leaned against the kitchen door with great interest, not to mention, the little car was a little talkative, she was indeed a girl who grew up in the back kitchen.

Ji Yang: "Okay, but some dishes are more troublesome, how to coordinate and save time?"

Car: "The first stove is Wang Xiaohu's braised pork. The braised pork has to be stewed. The other stove is eggplant. After frying the eggplant, Liu Fengrui can start to cook it. During this time, Senior Sister Ji Yang does all the work required for steaming the fish. Liu Fengrui stir-fries the fish. After Senior Sister Ji Yang steamed the fish, Liu Fengrui prepared meat pies and steamed eggs while Senior Sister Ji Yang was steaming the fish. After the fish was cooked, meat cakes and steamed eggs were put on the pot. After the eggs were steamed, Xiaobei then fried bamboo shoots and tomato scrambled eggs, Ma Po Tofu has a strong taste and is easy to burn. I will be the last one to cook it. After it is cooked, the braised pork will be able to collect the juice. It's over."

After speaking in one breath, Xiao Che let out a long breath.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone, Xiao Che is no longer just a hater in front of the piano, he is clearly a head chef!

Ji Yang has already fully understood the meaning of Xiaoche, which is very reasonable, but she still has a question, "Do we prepare our own, or, for example, both cold tomatoes and tomato scrambled eggs use tomatoes?"

Xiao Che understands that she is also thinking about this issue, "The order of cooking, let's divide the work first."

"Who has experience cutting vegetables?"

Xiao Liu raised his hand: "I, I often cook at home and can shred potatoes."

Xiao Che: "Okay, Liu Fengrui is in charge of serving dishes, and you will prepare everyone's dishes."

Xiao Liu: "Got it!"

Xiao Che: "Who can wash the vegetables?"

Xiaobei Marco and Ji Yang raised their hands at the same time: "Me."

Xiao Che thought for a while: "Xiao Bei and Ma Ke are in charge of washing the vegetables. Be careful to soak them in salt water, as there are pesticides on the vegetables."

Xiaobei: "Don't worry Linlin, I'll wash them one by one."

Marco: "I'll do my best."

Ji Yang: "What about me?"

Xiaobei: "Senior sister, you are in charge of washing the fish and meat."

Ji Yang: "Got it."

Seeing that he was dead, Wang Xiaohu was a little anxious: "What about me?"

Xiao Che was puzzled: "You are a chef, and you are in charge of roasting meat. You only need to cook the meat well, and you don't have to do anything else."

ah?Is that so?Wang Xiaohu feels that he looks like a good cook, as if he has been entrusted with an absolute responsibility!
High-spirited, "Got it!"

At this point, all the division of labor is clear.

Xiaobei was curious: "What about you, Linlin?"

Xiao Che: "I'm in charge of picking loads."

Marco: "What is Dahe?"

Xiao Che explained: "It's just helping all of you, doing odd jobs, peeling garlic and onions, serving dishes, you can throw me any work."

Xiaobei: "So that's it. I thought Linlin you were going to prepare a lot of dishes."

Xiao Che: "I don't know how to cook."

The small crowd was startled: "You said you can't cook!?"

Is there anything strange about this? Xiao Che explained: "I am a dealer in the store."

Ignoring everyone's reaction, Xiao Che glanced at the time, and couldn't help but remember the state of the old car in the back kitchen: "Wash your hands and start working."

With an order, the seven people moved one after another.

Each was in charge, and after a while, the kitchen really seemed to be a small back kitchen.

Little Bei Ma Ke carefully inspected every vegetable leaf.

Ji Yang washed the meaty ingredients with water over and over again, looking back at the chopping board from time to time.

"Liu Fengrui, you must slow down."

The hardest part is actually Liu Fengrui, who prepares everyone's dishes by himself, onion, ginger, garlic, tomato and cucumber slices, and he finishes each knife according to the shape described by everyone.

Wang Xiaohu, who was wearing an apron, was not idle either. In order to cook the braised pork that felt like last night, he repeated the steps in his heart over and over again.

"The meat is cut." Liu Fengrui shouted.

Xiaoche hurriedly brought the cut meat to Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu blanched the water first, and the car reminded, "Blanch the meat in cold water."

When Wang Xiaohu was frying the sugar color, the car continued to remind, "Hot the pot with cold oil, keep the fire low."

Brick Wang Xiaohu, who had successfully fried the sugar color here, was about to share the joy with Che Lin, when he found that Che Lin had already crouched in a corner and continued to peel the garlic.

The pot didn't wait for anyone, and in the next second, Wang Xiaohu poured the onion, ginger, garlic, dried chili, star anise, fruit, and Angelica dahurica into the pot.

"Shhhhhhhh-"

The hot cooking fumes rise, the buzzing sound of the range hood and the clanging sound of the spatula form a duet, and the fragrant smell of frying pan immediately fills the whole kitchen.

At this moment, every child looked at the stove,

At this moment, every little face covered with sweat was filled with indescribable happiness.

At this moment, our teacher Li smiled knowingly, the phone clicked and recorded another scene, then turned around and disappeared from the kitchen door.

The sight of children's kitchens was a major inspiration for him.

It's just that time is too late. He should have thought of why he didn't make a large-scale ensemble when he had the idea of ​​recording.

What was it like recording this on CD?
This year's lineup is not comparable to last year's.

The children have grown up a lot this year, and the lower limit has been raised invisibly.

With Ji Yang's joining and Xiao Che's rapid progress like awakening, and with him sitting in charge, one can predict what will happen after the ensemble is completed.

A pity, a pity.

The time is too short, only four days left.

But the children are still working hard in the kitchen, how can he give up easily.

Give it a try, at least find the track first.

Back in the study, Li An went to the bookshelf and began to read.

After a while, his eyes locked on a composer of the Baroque period.

Not Bach.
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After an hour and a half.

"teacher!"

Ji Yang's call came from outside the study door.

Li An put his hands back and sat up from the piano to the dining table. The seven children stood around the table, each with expectant looks on their faces.

Looking at this table of pretty decent dishes, Li An's troubles were swept away, "Ji Yang took a picture."

"Wait, who made this egg soup?"

Xiao Ji: "Linlin made it."

Li Ang: "It looks good, it looks like the ones sold in restaurants."

Xiao Che made this soup because Lao Che learned last night that the children will cook by themselves today, so he probably didn't have any soup, so he gave Xiao Che the recipe of this quick-handed egg soup that is often made by the back kitchen.

The method is very simple, find a big bowl, throw all the seasonings into it, including the beaten egg liquid, then slide the boiled water down the edge of the bowl, stir with chopsticks as you slide, fill the water, and the soup becomes .

"Okay, okay," Li An rubbed his hands, "Come on, let's serve dinner."

"For the first drink, to our senior sister Ji Yang, your senior sister has really worried about you these days, so please don't say anything to show it."

All the children: "Thank you, big sister!!"

Amidst laughter and warmth, the happy lunch time of Li's class began.

How can there be no music topic at this dinner table? It happened that when Li An was teaching Xiao Liu today, he forgot to ask how he memorized the score.

"Liu Fengrui, tell us how you memorized the repertoire for the grade test this time. I heard how much time you spend practicing piano at home during this time."

Who said that, Xiao Liu rolled his eyes, and then replied honestly: "Ahem, I don't actually memorize the score very much, I just follow the music materials you usually talk about, the melody direction and the structure of the music, and so on. Divide it well, connect it in series, and then it will be easy to memorize."

Ouch? !Li An looked at Xiao Liu with admiration: "Yes, when did it start?"

Xiao Liu thought for a while: "Probably after you told me the rhythm of the Sonata."

Li Anxin said yes, looked around, "You should learn more from Liu Fengrui on this point, his method of reciting scores is the most scientific."

All the children put down their chopsticks and nodded one after another, making Xiao Liu very embarrassed, "Actually, it's nothing, just what the teacher usually talks about."

Ang Lee: "Eat them all. I'll sort out the matter of reciting scores. Afterwards, we will talk slowly, eat quickly."

Probably made by myself, it doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not, children fight over each other, you eat mine, I eat yours.

But they just don't eat their own food.

Li An didn't care so much, he ate it all.

The children invited Ang Lee to comment.

Ang Lee: "They are all better than me."

Children: "No!"

"Okay, okay," Li An had no choice but to comment one by one.

Come to taste Jiyang's fish, "very fresh."

Ji Yang: "Thank you for your black bean sauce, thank you teacher~"

Laikou Xiaobei's tomato scrambled eggs: "The soup is rich."

Xiao Bei: "Hee hee, Mr. Xie Xi."

Let's talk about Liu Fengrui's roasted eggplant, "absolutely veteran."

Xiao Liu: "It still has to be you, thank you teacher."

Laikou Marco's tomato salad, "sweet and sour."

Marco: "Next time I will try to change to spicy one, thank you teacher."

Li An hurriedly said: "Actually, this is pretty good."

Ha ha ha ha--

Come to Wang Xiaohu's braised pork, "I really didn't expect it."

Wang Xiaohu: "Hahahaha, thank you teacher!"

In the end, Li An gently picked up a piece of mapo tofu with green onion hanging on it, and fed it to her mouth. After thinking about it, she thought it's better to talk about it, after all, the child put a lot of thought into it.

It is also not always possible to avoid praise because of the child's own professional excellence.

Although Ang Li can often hear others praise Che Lin in public, in his impression, he rarely praises Che Lin in front of all the children, just because he is worried that other children will feel unbalanced.

"My favorite dish is mapo tofu. You don't know, but Che Lin knows. I have eaten at her house several times, so she made this dish today. I am very touched."

As he spoke, he fed it into his mouth in one bite, "It's delicious, half as good as your father's."

Hearing the teacher say this in public, Xiao Che's heart was very warm, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only show a pair of small canine teeth: "Thank you, teacher."

The other children are not jealous at all, so they don't say anything else. Without Che Lin today, they might mess up the kitchen.

"Teacher," Ji Yang raised his glass at this time, "I want to raise a glass too."

Ang Lee: "Come."

Ji Yang sorted it out, "It's really a pleasure to get along with you during this time, and I have learned a lot from you. I hope we can work hard and make progress together in the future."

"Tomorrow you are going to take the exam. I wish you success in the exam. Also, you will start junior high school soon. There will be fewer chances to see each other in the future. Well, if you encounter anything, you can send me a message. Yes, you can also make a phone call, I am going to college at the teacher's school, you can visit me to play when you are free, treat you to something delicious."

"Well, in short, I hope that my younger brothers and sisters will continue to work hard in the future, and I hope everything goes well for you."

Li Ang: "Look at your senior sisters, do you remember everything?"

The children were moved: "Remember!"

"cheers!"

Following the sublimation of Ji Yang's words, the atmosphere at the table became brighter.

"By the way, did you all secretly practice at home yesterday?" Li An was really curious, and said that the children's food was well cooked.

Children, you look at me, and I look at you.

The answer seems self-evident.

At this moment, in several other corners of Rongcheng.

The parents of several children are taking the "fruits of labor" of the children last night for lunch.

Perhaps this is another reason why they prefer to send their children to Ang Li more and more.

Sometimes there are limits to what a family can bring to a child's growth.

(End of this chapter)