Terminally ill at the beginning, after breaking up with the president of the school belle to get the

Xiao Chenyu pointed to the vegetable in Su Mu's hand and explained earnestly.

"Mumu, this is lettuce, not lettuce."

Su Mu looked puzzled, pulled off the last leaf on the stalk, and shook the bald short stalk in his hand.

"Isn't this a vegetable stalk? Is there a difference?"

Xiao Chen squatted down, picked up the young leaves, and continued to explain.

"The stalks of lettuce are thick and long, and they are crisp and tender."

"Look at this in your hand, is it thick? Is it long?"

"The lettuce eats the leaves, and the lettuce eats the stalks."

"Look, you plucked all the leaves off and threw them on the ground."

"Can you cook a plate of this dish in your hand?"

Only then did Su Mu realize that he had done something wrong, and he lowered his head a little aggrieved, and spoke softly.

"sorry, I do not know."

"But they look so much alike, how do I know who eats the leaves and who eats the stalks?"

The last sentence of justification is a little underwhelming.

Anyway, it's a bit embarrassing.

How can Xiao Chen continue to be angry seeing this?

What's more, he wasn't really angry just now, after all, Su Mu's indiscrimination of five grains was also within Xiao Chen's expectation.

"It's okay, the vegetable leaves are still edible after washing, you go and wash your hands, sit obediently, and wait for your meal, okay?"

Su Mu nodded immediately when she heard the words. At this moment, her cognition of her culinary skills was instantly clear.

In order to have an early meal, it's better not to be a hindrance!

The kitchen presents a harmonious scene.

And as long as a dish is ready, Su Mu must be the one who takes the first bite.

The beautiful name is: taste the saltiness.

……

Outside the kitchen, on the side of the hall.

The chef, who had already put on his chef's uniform, held his chef's hat silently, not daring to approach.

The old butler standing aside nodded with relief, and even felt like crying.

If the old man saw it, he must be very pleased.

Who has seen Su Mu enter the kitchen before?

Not to mention entering the kitchen, even the life-like side is rarely seen.

The previous Su Mu was not like a human being, but more like a programmed robot.

Three meals a day are not for enjoying delicious food, but simply for replenishing energy for the body to run.

But now it's better, Su Mu has emotions, and life has become more colorful.

The old butler thought so, and suddenly there was a faint exclamation from behind.

"It's nice to be young, it's really enviable~"

The old butler was taken aback, turned around and looked behind him, slightly taken aback.

"Master, why are you awake?"

The housekeeper seemed to have heard the old man's snoring just now, why did he suddenly wake up?
The old man sniffed in the direction of the kitchen: "It's so fragrant, I'm a bit greedy."

It was the first time for the old man to admit his greediness so bluntly, there was no other way, he seemed to like the food made by Xiao Chen.

The old man was dreaming just now, but he woke up because of this fragrance.

"Xiao Liu, come to my room later."

The old man himself was embarrassed to eat and drink, so he arranged for the old housekeeper to take him to the room.

The old butler was taken aback when he heard the words, and his expression was a little tangled. What excuse would he find to eat and drink later?
The chef who stood not far away and listened to the whole conversation was about to cry.

It's over, it's another day of worrying about unemployment!
On the other side of the hall, two figures whispered.

"I really didn't expect Xiaochen to have such a skill."

"Dad, let's not talk about it, Xiaochen is not bad at this skill, and there must be many customers if he opens a restaurant."

As soon as the words fell, another obviously old voice sounded.

"Xiaochen is so rich and still needs to open a restaurant? Why is your brain so dull?"

The third uncle was so angry that he wanted to tap his son's head with a cigarette stick to find out what kind of tofu was in his head.

Speaking of which, Xiao Chen is younger than his own son, they all belong to the same surname, from the same village, and counting up to the same ancestor, why is there such a big difference?
The voice of Third Uncle Xiao talking to Xiao Shi caught the attention of several people on the other side of the hall, and it happened that Uncle Xiao raised his eyes and found someone standing on the other side.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was Mr. Su and the others.

So, a few people, across the hall, you looked at me, I looked at you, and in the end they silently agreed.

After all, the kitchen is not too far from here, a little movement will definitely disturb the young couple in the kitchen.

Seeing the young couple loving each other, the elders still don't want to join in the fun.

Seeing that the food is about to come out of the pan, the aroma is getting stronger and stronger, Xiao Shi almost drools when he smells it.

But Third Uncle Xiao stopped him in time: "Let's go, let's go back to sleep."

The people on the other side also planned to sneak back into the room.

It's just that the old man's eyes signaled the old housekeeper not to forget what he just told him.

"Hey! Xiaochen, Mumu, are you two starting a small stove?"

A hearty voice broke the silence.

And the person who came seemed to be afraid that Xiao Chen would not find him, and the voice had already passed before the person arrived.

Xiao Chen had already guessed who the other party was based on his tone of voice.

"Grandpa Hua, are you still asleep?"

Mr. Hua stroked his gray beard and smiled.

"I'm getting older, I don't feel so young, I went out for a walk."

"What kind of dish is this made? It's so delicious!"

Mr. Hua passed the center of the hall, as if he didn't see the people hiding on the other side, he walked straight towards the kitchen.

Xiao Chen served the meals in an orderly manner.

"Just do something."

Su Mu wanted to help serve food, but Xiao Chen stopped him.

"It's hot, don't move!"

Su Mu quickly acted like a baby: "I want to help~"

She stretched out her little hand quietly, like a kitten stretching out its tentative paws, sneakily.

But in the next second, Xiao Chen slapped him lightly.

"It's hot to the touch, you go and sit outside obediently, some people will help serve the food."

Grandpa Hua watched the little tricks between the couple, and "tsk tsk" a few times.

Then he looked at the several large bowls of food on the side, and was a little surprised.

"Did you eat so much in two nights?"

Xiao Chen smiled, then said loudly toward the kitchen door.

"It seems that I have done too much, I can't finish it, and I don't know if anyone wants to eat supper."

Grandpa Hua smiled and pointed at Xiao Chen.

"You kid, you've been smart since you were young."

After finishing speaking, he took the initiative to bring a bowl of soup and went out.

Xiao Shi, who was so greedy right now, couldn't hold back his greed, and immediately walked towards the kitchen.

"Me, me, me! Xiaochen, I'm a little hungry too!"

Xiao Shi took the initiative to help carry the food.

Although Uncle Xiao was embarrassed, he still headed towards the kitchen.

The old man and the housekeeper looked at me and I looked at you, and finally went to the kitchen.

But there was a figure who was faster than Third Uncle Xiao and the others, and didn't even dare to think about eating supper.

This person is the chef.

He was very diligent in helping to serve dishes.

After doing all this, he quietly withdrew.

Before leaving, the chef let out a sigh of relief.

Another day to try to prove your abilities!
I shouldn't be out of work anymore, I can finally sleep well tonight!