When Lu Xiao said the sentence "It represents an incomparable heart", Yin Feng's originally mild face suddenly turned cold, as if Lu Xiao said something that he hated very much. of.
And Ren Zhu was eating ribs happily, and he was stunned when he heard this sentence. It's not because of other Yin Feng's expressions, but because this dish is indeed his favorite, even if he has eaten all kinds of braised pork ribs in his previous life, some of them are sweet, salty, and spicy. After trying it all, he still loves this dish very much, and he won't get tired of eating it every day.
Because of this, Ning Xun once boasted about Haikou in front of him, saying that even if he burned the kitchen and chopped his fingers, he would cook this dish anyway, so that his lover could eat it every day. His love ribs.
However, Professor Ning drowned himself in the sea. He burned half of the kitchen and cut off three fingers. In short, he worked hard for a year. In the end, he didn't make a perfect braised pork ribs. At most, he was cooked and eaten. And this is also Professor Ning. The only dish that I can come up with. Thinking of this, Ren Zhu felt that the past was unbearable to look back on. He was a taster of all the unformed pork ribs that year, and all kinds of strange tastes... Hurry up and eat another pork ribs to be shocked.
But when he wanted to eat again, the plate of pork ribs in front of him was taken away by Yin Feng who had removed the tape. Ren Zhu raised his head with a sigh, and saw Yin Feng's very ugly face. "Hey... I haven't finished eating yet,"
Yin Feng was obviously in a bad mood: "You've eaten braised pork ribs for five days. Too much oil is bad for your health. I'll make a plate of tomato scrambled eggs for you."
Ren Zhu suddenly felt depressed in his heart. Compared with scrambled eggs with tomatoes, I prefer braised pork ribs, okay? And he can't get tired of eating them every day. Why doesn't he let him eat them? Teacher Ren pouted, thinking of that "incomparable mind", and then fell silent without speaking.
At this moment, there seems to be a very strange and subtle atmosphere spreading between Ren Zhu and Yin Feng, and they are about to be embarrassed. Seeing that his brother has made up his mind, Lu Ming seems to be in a lot of energy, he is very happy. Incredible, he only paid attention to his brother, so he didn't realize that the topic was not right, so he simply asked again: "Incomparable heart? God, Teacher Yin, this sounds like a certain Such an affectionate confession! Who are you making this dish for? If all the teachers and female classmates in our school heard it, they would probably hunt down that person collectively, right?"
It was the first time that Lu Xiao felt that his younger brother was so ignorant, didn't he see that it was not normal at all! Still rushing to find a fight! Lu Xiao was very anxious, but Lu Ming was still scolded.
Chef and teacher Yin sneered and put down the kitchen knife in his hand. His movements were very sharp, "Come and cook. I want to eat boiled shrimp, pine nut corn, and mapo tofu. If it can't be done within an hour, You can directly retake the exam next month."
Lu Ming's eyes widened instantly. He couldn't believe that this star teacher, who was extremely just in the eyes of the whole school's teachers and students, would take such a public revenge, but he didn't dare to doubt whether it was a joke, what if it wasn't? Thinking that he will remain in the top three in the grade this semester, Lu Ming feels that his life is actually quite sad.
So Lu Ming went to cook and cook bitterly. Although his emotions were still easily fluctuated, he was worried that his brother's good brother Lu Xiao gave Yin Feng and Ren Zhu a look. Although he really wanted to talk to Ren Zhu, let him know Thanks to himself, but in this situation, he should watch his younger brother cook first. If he doesn't do well in a while, he will be embarrassed. Their brother, who is also a chef's family, will be embarrassed to death.
At this time, Ren Zhu and Yin Feng were both sitting on the newly bought small sofa of Lu Xiao's family. On the coffee table in front of the two of them, there was the plate of fragrant braised pork ribs. Too bad neither of them spoke.
Ren Zhu looked at the ribs and wondered why Yin Feng kept cooking this dish. These days, a suspicion in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. Maybe this plate of ribs could be a proof or an answer. Confused and anxious. In Yin Feng's eyes, his appearance looked like a pitiful one who wanted to eat but couldn't. Yin Feng was in a very strange mood at this time. He felt that he should be happy, but he felt angry. He had an idea, but thought it was absurd.
The two of them were silent, until Ren Zhu sighed inaudibly.
This sigh was like a heavy hammer smashed into Yin Feng's heart, causing him to be shocked, and he could no longer be silent.
"...I started cooking at the age of ten."
Ren Zhu turned his head, not quite understanding what he meant.
"I've had all kinds of accidents that happen to clumsy cooks, and the worst one was when I was eighteen. I work part-time in a Chinese restaurant, their stove was not set up properly, and I almost exploded." Yin Feng shook his head slightly, as if thinking of the scene at that time: "I almost lost my face, if I am disfigured, you can go back I can't see how handsome I am."
The corner of Ren Zhu's mouth twitched, this iceberg couldn't see that there was such a narcissistic side.
Yin Feng slightly twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm telling the truth, don't think I'm narcissistic. Anyway, what I want to tell you is that my cooking career is not as smooth as people think, and there are many dangers along the way. And when it makes me want to give up. You may not believe it, but I don't really like to cook."
Ren Zhu raised his eyebrows: "For the youngest star chef, this is really surprising."
Yin Feng smiled, "I just... always dream."
"Dream?"
"Yes, I have been dreaming since I was ten years old." Yin Feng thought about it: "I don't remember exactly what the first dream was like. But I only know that in the dream, I wanted to make a dream very strongly. Delicious. So most of the time, these dreams are me cooking, and it's frustrating that I'm like a kitchen killer, no matter how hard I try, the food I make is terrible."
Ren Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly.
"After having this kind of dream a dozen times in a row, I was very unconvinced and unhappy. I thought I was very smart, didn't I just cook? How could I be so stupid in the dream and couldn't learn? So, when I was ten, I secretly picked up the spatula and started cooking for the first time. Guess the result?"
Yin Feng looked at Ren Zhu, and Ren Zhu paused, "... Is the pot burning?"
Yin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Don't be kidding, how could a genius like me burn the pot? I've had so many dreams, nine out of ten times, I've been burnt, so I'm very careful about this, so I didn't burn the pot, Well, it's just undercooked and misplaced seasonings."
"puff."
"This is also much better than the me in my dream." Chef Yin sighed: "Then I felt that I had a talent for cooking, so I started to learn. Anyway, the enthusiasm at the beginning was ignited like this. Then , when I was eighteen years old, this was the year I told you that I almost blew my face up, I suddenly felt very strange, at that time I couldn't help thinking, is it because of a Dream, have I embarked on the path of becoming a chef from now on? I feel like I have been obsessed for eight years from the age of ten to eighteen. Is it necessary to fight like this? At that time, I was already a backup for a little famous Chef."
"I thought about it for a long time at the time and felt that I didn't really like this. It was enough to be able to do it now. So I decided to change my career and study other things, such as psychology, which I thought was very interesting."
Ren Zhu opened his mouth and said for a long time, "...If you change careers, you should become a very powerful psychologist."
Yin Feng smiled: "I think so too, but in fact, psychologists are also quite tired. I think in my next life, I will be a rich second generation who eats and waits to die. Kind of. It's easier."
The corner of Ren Zhu's mouth twitched fiercely, with a very sincere suggestion on his face: "I don't think even a rich second-generation person needs to be arrogant. It's better to have a mild temper."
Yin Feng clicked his tongue: "Anyway, I was planning to change careers. But I had a dream again that night."
Having said this, Yin Feng's voice sank, and suddenly there was a bit of gnashing of teeth: "I dreamed of a person."
Ren Zhu's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't even notice that his voice was a little dry: "Is... what kind of person?"
Yin Feng hehe: "How do I know what kind of person he is? Anyway, he is very picky, awkward, always making trouble in inexplicable places, and maybe he is ugly and cold."
Ren Zhu: "..."
"I can't see his face. All I know is that he's a tall man with a nice voice, well, it's a bit like yours. But there was another him in my dream that night, and I saw that I put The food I made was brought to him, and then he began to pick on the food I made." Yin Feng's face was extremely dark: "It's not good here, it's not good there, too much salt, too much sugar, Too much soy sauce! The heat is not enough, the heat is too old! He is always picking on faults, and he never said that I did a good job!"
Ren Zhu: "..."
"So, after that night, I have a love for cooking again." Yin Feng smiled coldly, "It's better if he can't say a word and stare at me dumbfounded."
Ren Zhu: "...So this is the secret of your being the youngest star chef until now?"
Chef Yin didn't speak, but the expression on his face said it all.
Ren Zhu's face was very complicated and he said with sympathy: "You should be a rich second generation in your next life." This life is really hard on you.
Yin Feng snorted, and after a while he eased his face and shook his head: "Actually, it's not that extreme. Without him, I think I might not have achieved today's achievements. And... "
"and?"
"...It's okay, his favorite is braised pork ribs." Yin Feng seemed to want to say something, and then changed his mouth.
Ren Zhu immediately understood: "That's why you hate and love braised pork ribs?"
Yin Feng looked at Ren Zhu and suddenly asked, "Do you like braised pork ribs?"
Ren Zhu smiled: "Yes, I like it very much. I don't get tired of eating it every day. Besides, I have eaten so many braised pork ribs, and the one in front of me is my favorite."
Yin Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on Ren Zhu, looking at the charming and gentle smile on this man's face, he suddenly wanted to run away. He obviously couldn't see that person, and he had already searched frantically, but he had already determined that it was just an adventure in a dream, and it would never be real. But now he was suddenly not so sure, the person in front of him gradually overlapped with that person, saying exactly the same thing.
Yin Feng covered his heart, and once again felt the joy, excitement and... sadness from his heart.
The first time I felt this way was when I saw him in the hospital.
"What's wrong with you?" Ren Zhu looked at Yin Feng who suddenly looked inexplicable. But the answer Yin Feng gave him made him a little overwhelmed.
"I think I might like you quite a bit. Although I didn't like you very much before."
Ren Zhu snorted. If it was someone else, he might not understand the meaning of this sentence, but Ren Zhu smiled clearly. If you look closely, you can see that there is a little nostalgia in his smile. "Ah, me too, I think I like you a lot too, although I didn't like you before."
slap.
Just when the atmosphere was very beautiful, a strange voice suddenly sounded. Ren Zhu and Yin Feng turned their heads at the same time, and saw Luming who was holding a plate of vegetables and stepped on Roaring Chicken with a strange expression.