Mr. Fu stood at the door and took a deep sniff.
His mouth was full of saliva after being hooked by the strong fragrance. At the same time, he was a little curious about what was going on.
Mr. Fu was attracted by the scent and walked into the living room. As soon as he approached the kitchen, he saw his grandson who was busy in the kitchen and Ye Jin who was cooking just now.
One of them was busy cutting and cooking vegetables, and the other was clumsily washing vegetables on the side.
The two talked a few words from time to time, the scene looked very warm and sweet.
Mr. Fu stood aside and watched for a while, then quietly left near the kitchen and returned to the living room.
He sat on the sofa, and finally took out his optical brain to take a photo of the backs of the two people who were busy in the kitchen.
He then sent it to His Majesty of the Imperial Palace. The meaning of showing off is very obvious.
When Fu Chen put the dishes made by Ye Jin in the dining room, he happened to see his grandfather sitting on the sofa in the living room looking down at the light brain.
âGrandpa, when did you come back? We didnât hear anything at all.â Fu Chen put down the dishes in his hand and spoke, his voice just enough for Ye Jin who was cooking in the kitchen to hear.
Ye Jin, who was cooking in the kitchen, felt nervous when he heard Fu Chenâs words, and couldnât help but stop the movements of his hands.
When he started cutting vegetables, his movements were much lighter, as he turned his head to look in the direction of the living room from time to time.
Hearing Fu Chenâs words, Mr. Fu snorted and said, âDidnât you hear the door opening so loudly? Did you stop caring about me as an old man after you found a wife?â
Fu Chen looked at the suddenly angry old man and didnât take it seriously. He sighed and said, âGrandpa, you know I didnât mean that, so donât scare Xiao Jin.â
Fu Chen turned and went into the kitchen to help Ye Jin after speaking.
Seeing the expressionless figure turning back into the kitchen, Mr. Fu glared angrily in the direction of the kitchen, slandering Fu Chenâs boring expressionless face in his heart.
Ye Jin looked at Fu Chen who had returned to the kitchen, thought for a while and asked hesitantly: âBai Bai, why donât I go out and ask him first, itâs more polite, I donât want your grandpa to do it because of me. Whatâs your opinion?â
Fu Chen looked at Ye Jin who was hesitant, and comforted him with a smile: âDonât worry, you can just go out and meet after cooking.
Grandpa is very satisfied with you. He was just joking. He was still talking about helping me chase you last night.â
Ye Jin had a smile on his face when he heard the words. He didnât bother with the matter anymore, but she didnât really believe Fu Chenâs words, she just thought that he was comforting herself.
He continued to rub his hands, and nervously said: âI really thought the old man had a problem with you just now, how should I talk to the old man when I go out later? Iâm a little nervous.â
Ye Jin said that the movements of cooking with her hands were a little uncomfortable.
Fu Chen saw Ye Jinâs uneasy movements, and gently pinched Ye Jinâs face and said, âDonât be nervous. Although the old man has always been serious to the outside world, he is still very kind at home and in front of close friends.
When heâs at home, he is easy to get along with like an old urchin. Otherwise, I wouldnât have said such things to him as helping me chase you.â
Ye Jin poured the stir-fried vegetables on the plate that Fu Chen brought over. Nodding his head, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, âAccording to what you said, the image of the marshal I imagined is not the same.â
Speaking of this, Ye Jin thought for a while and said: âActually, I am not very good at getting along with elders because of family reasons. Before I came with you to meet the elders, I was actually a little hesitant. Wait, if I do something wrong, please remind me.â
Fu Chenâs eyes flashed with distress when he heard the words. He agreed to Ye Jinâs words, but what he thought in his heart was that he would often bring Ye Jin back after he was busy with recent official duties, and let him get along with the old man more.
Maybe he could become more lively, more like an actual eighteen-year-old teenager.
When Ye Jin prepared the four dishes and one soup and brought them to the dining room, he saw that Mr. Fu had moved from the sofa in the living room to sit in the dining room.
After Fu Chen put the last vegetable soup on the dining table, he pulled Ye Jin over and introduced, âGrandpa, this is Ye Jin, my lover.â He introduced Ye Jin to Mr. Fu in a simple sentence.
Ye Jin was still waiting for Fu Chen to say something more, so he could adjust himself.
But when Fu Chen stopped talking after one sentence, Ye Jin could only close his eyes and rush forward.
Ye Jin immediately saw the very similar facial expression between Mr. Fu and Fu Chen.
He bowed directly to Mr. Fu and shouted, âHello, Grandpa, I am Ye Jin, Fu Chenâs lover. I didnât know you when we met for the first time. If you like anything, I will cook a few dishes for you to try!â
After Ye Jin finished speaking, Old Man Fu, who was sitting in the main seat, was silent for a long time, and his expression was very strange as if he wanted to laugh but couldnât.
After Ye Jin raised his head, he was so nervous that he didnât know what to do. Seeing that Mr. Fu had been silent, he thought that he was very dissatisfied with him.
He twitched the hem of Fu Chenâs clothes with his fingers, completely forgetting what Fu Chen told him in the kitchen before.
He didnât notice the old manâs personality Fu Chen mentioned before. There was a smile in the old manâs eyes when he saw him pulling Fu Chenâs clothes.
Fu Chen felt the strength of Ye Jinâs tug on his clothes, took Ye Jinâs hand to comfort him, and glanced at the old man sitting in the main seat, with obvious protection.
Seeing his grandson protecting the calf, Mr. Fu snorted in his heart and said quietly: âSit down, donât be so nervous, itâs my good fortune to be able to eat a dish made by Xiao Jin.
If others want to eat it, they have to buy it. The five delicious food that so many people couldnât grab in the live broadcast room yesterday, are now on the table today. This old man is lucky! Sit down quickly.â
Mr. Fu waved his hands as he said, his eyes widened as he looked at the four dishes, one soup and a small dessert on the table.
After Fu Chen and Ye Jin sat down, old man didnât bother to pretend to be serious, but asked eagerly: âXiao Jin, Some of the ingredients of the four dishes look familiar.
And what is this white round pastry? I saw you made this soup yesterday, but why havenât I seen the other ones in your live broadcast room?â
Looking at Mr. Fu who was curious and questioning, Ye Jin couldnât connect his current appearance with the serious and imposing old man just now.
He felt a little bit sighed at how fast the Fu family changed their faces. Although he thought so in my heart, Ye Jinâs introduction was straight to the point as he pointed to the few dishes in front of him and said,
âMaster, these four dishes are all light dishes, and their main function is to heal the damage in the human body. The taste may not be as good as that made in my live broadcast room. The dishes that come out are so overbearing and strong.â
After Ye Jin finished speaking, he mentioned the names and ingredients of several dishes.
Ye Jin made four dishes, one soup and small pastries that he had never made during the live broadcast before.
One was stewed chicken with mushrooms, one was stir-fried four-colored yam, one was fried meat with yam, and stewed beef with yam.
The last dessert was a small pastries made with yam, and the last soup is pork ribs yam wolfberry soup.
Some new ingredients in these dishes, such as carrots, fungus, and celery in four-color stir-fried yams, are all found in Mu Zhiheâs research institute.
It can be grown in large quantities. When Ye Jin got the shiitake mushrooms, he suddenly thought of the mushrooms that are usually mentioned together with the shiitake mushrooms.
Ye Jin told Mu Zhihe about the cultivation and production methods of the mushrooms.
To explicitly how Ye Jin knew the method of growing mushrooms, it was when he was on earth.
He worked for a mushroom family business when he was a child, and he knew the general method of growing mushrooms from the owner when he was picking mushrooms.
After Ye Jin introduced these dishes to Mr. Fu, he got up and poured a bowl of pork rib soup to Mr. Fu and said, âMaster, please drink the soup first. This pork rib soup has been improved and tastes better than yesterdayâs one that only added salt. The ingredients should also be more plentiful.â
Ye Jin put the filled pork rib soup in front of Mr. Fu, and also filled a bowl for Fu Chen, and looked at Mr. Fu longingly after putting it down.
Hearing this, Mr. Fu picked up the soup bowl in front of him, glanced at Ye Jin and said with a smile: âXiao Jin, donât call me Master one at a time, just like you did before. Call me grandpa together with Fu Chen.â
Saying that, Mr. Fu lowered his head and took a sip of the soup in the bowl slowly.
The tense look on Ye Jinâs face also relaxed a little when he heard this, seeing that Mr. Fu started to drink the soup, Ye Jin finally opened his mouth to call grandpa in peace of mind.
After hearing Ye Jin call Grandpa, Mr. Fu couldnât maintain his previous seriousness, but said to Ye Jin with excitement and joy: âWell, Xiao Jin is still obedient. He is not like this brat. He said everything with a paralyzed face and didnât respond at all.â
Ye Jin heard Mr. Fuâs words, and looked at his excited face, and his heart became completely relaxed.
At this moment, his mind began to function normally. When the old man bowed, he instantly understood why old man Fu hadnât spoken for a long time. Itâs too embarrassing to speak when someone bows.
Thinking of this, Ye Jinâs face was very embarrassed and slightly flushed, and he almost buried his face in the bowl while eating.
Fu Chen looked at Ye Jin who was about to bury the bowl in the bowl, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.
He understood why he did this, and he didnât say anything. He just picked food for Ye Jin and put it in the bowl from time to time.
Every time Ye Jin would show him a bright smile, but no matter what, he would not go to see the old man who had dinner.
While eating, Mr. Fu paid attention to the interaction between the two.
Seeing his grandsonâs softened aura around him, the gentle look in Ye Jinâs eyes, and Ye Jinâs way of looking at Fu Chen and smiling at each other from time to time, he nodded in comfort as the smile on his face became more real.
After lunch, Ye Jin made another pot of tea with the wolfberries left in his hand. After sending the tea to Mr. Fuâs living room, he was dragged by him to talk for a while.
Mr. Fu revealed that he went to the palace to talk about building a culinary school together to His Majesty. He then asked Ye Jin what his idea was.
Ye Jin thought for a while and said: âGrandpa, I think you should talk to your majesty about this kind of thing, or you can talk to Mr. Mu from the research institute. I really donât know anything about building a school. But I heard from Mr. Mu that he wonât start until I have taught my apprentices.â
Hearing this, Mr. Fu saw Ye Jinâs nervous expression, and understood that he really didnât know, so he waved his hand and said,
âOkay, then you can teach your disciples with peace of mind. I will discuss the matter of the school with His Majesty and the others. This matter is to tell you so that you can be prepared. After all, so many people need you!â
After the last sentence, A moment of melancholy flashed across Mr. Fuâs expression, and then the kind smile returned to his face.
Ye Jin looked at Mr. Fuâs expression, and looked helplessly at Fu Chen who was sitting on the side handling the food.
He didnât know how to answer, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but felt anything he says would be too weak.
Fu Chen looked at Ye Jinâs appearance, stretched out his hand to pat him on the back to comfort him, and said to the old man,
âGrandpa, not everyone is like the one from Yeâs family. Any dish has such a strong repairing ability. Donât embarrass Ye Jin anymore.â
Of course, Mr. Fu also heard the meaning of Fu Chenâs words. He gave Fu Chen a disappointed look and said, âGrandpa is just regretful.â
âThe ancestor of the Ye family is indeed remarkable, and now none of the descendants of Ye family inherited his mantle, not even the recipes that have been handed down, and they canât be made at all.â
When he said this, his tone was a bit resentful.
Ye Jin, however, heard what the old man said, and asked in surprise: âGrandpa, you mean, you know that Ye family member? Can you introduce me to them? I have always wanted to find someone who is good at cooking. I would like to exchange ideas with them, but I have never met before.â
Hearing Ye Jinâs words, Mr. Fu looked at Ye Jin with a strange expression, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didnât speak out as he thought about something.
Ye Jin didnât know what he was about to reveal with these words, but just waited curiously for Mr. Fuâs answer.
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He has finally met the parents!
It is not easy to say that the mushroom planting method mentioned in the article is to wrap all kinds of dry and wet sawdust in rain plastic wrap or thin rain cloth, and add some soil inside. Sprinkle with water and grow slowly in the greenhouse. It wants the kind that is too hot to enter in the winter. The smell is actually very bad after a long time. The neighbor across the door from my hometown used to do this. Went to help, and now never saw them again.