There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Although the back kitchen is large, it is close to the front and is not very soundproof. The shouting from the front naturally reaches the back kitchen.

Sun Shunzi was in a hurry and ignored the heat in the stove. He didn't notice the chicken at the bottom. When he stir-fried it, he realized that the chicken at the bottom was mushy.

Sun Shunzi's face was red and he was at a loss. He didn't dare to move. He stared at Song Rutang for a long time. When Song Rutang's gaze shifted, he realized belatedly that the chicken in his pot was completely burnt.

"The fire is too strong."

Song Rutang had already expected this result and said calmly.

But this simple sentence made Sun Shunzi feel even more embarrassed.

I had just mentioned that I wanted to cook vegetables with the chef. I had thought about various consequences, such as the taste of the food was not enough and the color was not perfect, but I didn't expect that there was a problem with the most basic heat.

His face turned red again and again. After a long while, he felt that the chef was too quiet, so he found an excuse and said:
"I'm too nervous, Master, please give me another chance."

Song Rutang knew he would be like this, and was happy to see him stumble again.

Otherwise, how could we give up?

Calmly finished his portion, called the waiter to bring it to the front, and said to Sun Shunzi expressionlessly:

"Don't be anxious. Since you feel that your skills are mature, then try it slowly."

These words made Sun Shunzi feel guilty for a moment.

Following the master these days, the master kept telling him to practice more frequently, but he felt that he had already mastered it, and continuing to practice would only be a waste of ingredients.

It's better to go into battle earlier and help the chef to cook for the customers in the store. You can also make money earlier, right?
After thinking about it, I felt that I had no problem. I had also seen the master make the skillet chicken. I had memorized the process. There was really nothing to practice, so I nodded confidently:
"Just wait, I will definitely make the next one!"

Song Rutang pursed her lips and smiled, then picked up the pot and fried the next portion.

Sun Shunzi blushed, picked up the pot spoon, poured the chicken pieces and some seasonings into the pot, and then realized that he was anxious again.

The pot isn't even hot yet.

Two consecutive mistakes made Sun Shunzi feel ashamed, but after thinking about it, he felt that this small mistake was not harmful.

It's just a difference between putting it in earlier and putting it in later. If you put it in earlier, wouldn't it be the same if you wait until the oil is hot before starting to fry?
He bit the bullet and continued frying. After a while, it was still cooked according to the procedure. Sun Shunzi took the chicken out of the pot and sprinkled some white sesame seeds as a decoration.

This is not included in Song Rutang's process.

Sun Shunzi was very pleased with himself, thinking that he had made a great innovation and it would be better than what his master had done. He just turned his head and looked around, but Song Rutang was confused by the chicken frying that night.

The color is red and bright, and you feel it is tender and delicious at first glance. Although the chicken you fry yourself looks good, it gradually turns black after being stored for a long time.

Naturally, Sun Shunzi didn't know about the oxidation problem, so he just thought it was due to his lack of skills. For a moment, his bowl of fried chicken deliberately sprinkled with white sesame seeds seemed like a joke.

Song Rutang sat and waited for a while. When he saw that Sun Shunzi's face was red and already ashamed, he spoke:
"The probation period is over. Go home with your father in the evening. From now on, you can cook more for your father at home and practice your skills. As time goes by, you will be able to do it well."

Sun Shunzi naturally knew what this meant.

He was too proud and too sharp, so the master no longer wanted him.

I was afraid of hurting him, so I deliberately changed my words so that he would feel less self-esteem hurt after hearing it.

In such a comparison, the magnanimous master and the conceited self make a judgment.Sun Shunzi murmured a few words, but finally felt that he had really drifted off during this period, and walked out in shame.

Just a few steps out, he met Sun Ping who was walking forward.

Sun Ping saw Sun Shunzi come out in despair and slapped him on the head.

Why is this kid hanging out when he's so busy?

It’s really getting more and more helpless!
Seeing that Sun Shunzi didn't react at all, Sun Ping just thought it was because he was absent-minded and didn't listen to what others were saying, so he gave him a tough hand:
"What's the matter? Lost your soul? Why don't you help your master with the work from behind?"

Only then did Sun Shunzi come back to his senses and muttered to Sun Ping:

"The probation period is over."

Sun Ping only thought that he had become an official cook, and said happily:
"Hey, this is good news. You can make money and get paid tomorrow. Let's celebrate when we get home!"

Seeing Sun Ping's misunderstanding, Sun Shunzi hesitated again and again, thinking it would be better to hide it from his father.

But dad also works here. Sooner or later, he will find out. What will dad think then?

Sun Shunzi finally shook his head and explained:
"It's not that. It's because the master doesn't want me anymore. My probation period is over and I failed."

"No," Sun Ping was a little shocked for a moment. He thought he had heard wrongly, so he pulled Sun Shunzi and asked again and again.

Sun Shunzi's face was obviously extremely ashamed, he lowered his head and said:

"Dad, I did bad things. I received a lot of praises in the past few days. I was too impatient and wanted to replace the master. Then..."

"you!"

Sun Ping obviously didn't expect his son to be able to do this.

This child was obviously the most obedient and honest in the past. Why did he suddenly lose his mind and do something stupid now?

Thinking about it, I blame myself. I have been so busy these days that I forgot to check on my son's condition.

If we had discovered something was wrong with him earlier, we would have been able to get this kid's brain back earlier, and we wouldn't have regretted it now.

He was thinking in his mind that Song Rutang had asked him to use hot water in the morning. Not long after, his son got into trouble. How could he have the dignity to work in a restaurant again?
Looking at Sun Shunzi's regretful face, Sun Ping was angry and distressed. He wanted to scold the child. He also remembered the child's mother's instructions before leaving and wanted to say a few words. Seeing that the child himself was very regretful, It's too late to say anything.

In the end, Sun Ping said nothing and could only pat Sun Shunzi on the shoulder and said:

"Then let's go home first and talk about the rest later."

Sun Ping thought, Sun Shunzi was thinking of rebelling, and the shopkeeper definitely didn't want him anymore. It was just because of the mutual affection that he didn't directly drive Sun Shunzi out, but used a gentle method, quietly. He told people to leave.

In this case, he had to apologize to the shopkeeper no matter what. After all, it was his Shunzi who did something wrong, and he had to wipe Shunzi's ass for both emotional and logical reasons.

With this in mind, Sun Ping drove Sun Shunzi away, and then tiptoed to Song Rutang's side.

Sun Ping waited until Song Rutang finished cooking all the vegetables before Sun Ping dared to walk in, observing Song Rutang's reaction as he walked.

I saw Song Rutang's face was as usual, and when he saw him coming, he said hello to him:
"Uncle Sun, are you done?"