The husband and wife of a wealthy school

"Uncle Guo, can I wait for it to die and stop moving before I start?"

Uncle Guo: "..." He remembered that his daughter strangled a mouse to death with her bare hands last night.

"That's not okay. When it stops moving completely, the day lily will be cold."

The fish on the chopping board was still jumping, this time it jumped a little high, almost fell off the chopping board, Zhao Yan in front of the chopping board quickly took a step back, he swore that he was definitely not afraid of this fish, he just... didn't get it under control.

Zhao Yan stood there holding a kitchen knife, a little embarrassed: "Uncle Guo, what... what should I do?"

Uncle Guo thought for a while and said, "Xiao Yan, is there anything you particularly want?"

"Yes." He wanted to make a fortune.

"Uncle used to be a big smoker. At that time, I was chasing after your aunt. Your aunt couldn't smell the smoke, so I thought I had to quit smoking. But this cigarette is not easy to quit. Once you become addicted, you will feel uncomfortable. There are countless ants running around on your body. How do you think Uncle quit in the end?"

Zhao Yan asked curiously, "How did you quit?"

"Every time I get addicted to smoking, I tell myself that as long as I get through this time, I will definitely marry your aunt. It’s gone.” Uncle Guo said with a simple and honest smile.

Zhao Yan immediately understood the meaning.

He raised the kitchen knife in his hand again, thinking in his heart that if he wanted to make a fortune, the knife had to be cut down, it had to be cut down.

His posture was in place, but seeing the small eyes of the fish on the chopping board widen, his knife... still couldn't cut it.

No, do it again...

This time, with a knife, it was chopped firmly on the chopping board, the fish was chopped in half, and the fish bones were chopped open.

It was so evil, Zhao Yan's neck turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, because what he thought for the second time was that if this knife could be cut off, Yan Cheng would be his...

This is too impractical, as Ma Xiong said, it is a diamond-encrusted snow lotus, or a diamond-encrusted snow lotus on the top of Mount Everest.

Uncle Guo was happier than Zhao Yan. He slapped his thigh suddenly and said, "It's done."

Heat the oil in a hot pan, stir-fry the pre-cut ginger, garlic slices, and peppers in the pan. Zhao Yan did not forget to add peppercorns. Uncle Guo specifically mentioned the importance of peppercorns yesterday.

Stir-fry until half-cooked and add sauerkraut, then put the fish head and fish bones for marinating and prepare for frying twice, pour water to cook the soup, and boil the soup until the color of the fish belly is white.

Uncle Guo watched from the side, very satisfied: "Okay, Xiao Yan, you look like a frail scholar, you pick up the wok, and it looks like that. Uncle told you, the amount of water must be Be careful, if there is too much water, the concentration of the soup will decrease, and if the amount of pepper is too little, this dish has soup, so the soup can also taste the numbing aroma of pepper.”

Zhao Yan turned around and smiled at Uncle Guo, his face was flushed from the fire and oily smoke under the pot.

In his last life, he was 33 years old. He lived alone for many years and was self-sufficient. He cooked for himself every day. Wouldn’t it be strange to pick up a frying pan?

Under the guidance of Uncle Guo, Zhao Yan cooked the sauerkraut fish, and the appearance was acceptable. Anyway, in his own opinion, it was not much different from the appearance of the sauerkraut fish that Uncle Guo made yesterday.

When Zhao Yan boiled the soup, he put too much water into the plate, so Uncle Guo poured the rest into a small bowl and asked him to taste it himself.

Zhao Yan tasted it, his eyes lit up, and deep dimples appeared on his cheeks, "Uncle, I think it's not bad."

In a word, it is fragrant, and there is no fishy smell at all.He didn't know if it had something to do with the fact that he hadn't eaten fish for a long time, or that he had a talent for it, and it was delicious anyway.

Uncle Guo looked at his bright smile, didn't say anything, and laughed too.

A new waiter who didn't know Zhao Yan came in and saw the scene of the father and two being silly, and said, "Master Guo, this is your son, he must look like his mother."

……

At nine o'clock, Zhao Yan came out of work at the Grand Hyatt Hotel and found that it was snowing.The snow is not heavy, it may have just started to fall, the ground is wet and has not yet turned white, only countless white snowflakes can be seen against the black background in the night illuminated by lights.

His family is in the northwest, and he has been living in the northwest since his last life.He always felt that the snow in the northwest was different from the snow in T City, and he couldn't say what was different.

To be honest, in the last life, the snow in the northwest reminded him of severe cold and poverty, and the snow in T city reminded him of Yan Cheng and... low self-esteem.

At this moment, Zhao Yan covered his head with a cotton-padded hat and walked in the wind and snow. He felt that the snow was quite beautiful.

Without going back to the dormitory, Zhao Yan went directly to the exhibition center, where the school's New Year's Day cultural performance began at eight o'clock.Before he got there, he heard a loud noise coming from inside. Zhao Yan laughed, and he quickened his pace. Suddenly, he really wanted to see Yan Cheng, even if it was just to take a look at him from a distance, to see that he was the focus of attention. look.

After running a few steps, he stopped suddenly and stopped smiling.I have been rushing for 15 years in my previous life, and I have already planned to stop being so self-confident. Why do people who are destined not to get it make themselves look like a fool.

Zhao Yan took out a mask from his pocket and put it on. He bought the mask for a dollar at the grocery store when he came back just now. He was afraid that there would be too many people in the exhibition center, and it would be bad for his face to attract public anger.

Zhao Yan walked slowly into the exhibition center.

The huge studio was overcrowded, and the scene was much more lively than he had imagined.The long stepped seats are almost full, and all the gaps near the stage, including the aisle, are full of people.

The first few rows under the stage were full of school leaders and teachers. Even so, it did not affect the high spirits of the students. Applause and screams came and went, and the sound was deafening.

Those older teachers with bad hearts must not dare to come to this kind of occasion. If they want to come, they must prepare quick-acting heart-relief pills in advance, so as not to be stunned by the shouting.

In the last life, Zhao Yan neither watched the rehearsal nor the official performance, because the continuous encounters in just a few days made him afraid of the crowd.Yan Cheng had two shows in this show, and he heard it from the dormitory afterwards.

It is said that it is quite brilliant.

In Liu Li's words at the time, damn it, I've never seen such a coquettish man.

Zhao Yan came late, so naturally he couldn't make it to the front, so he stood at the back near the door.The light in the auditorium in the hall is very dark, and only the front stage is illuminated by various colored lights.

Good eyesight is different, even from such a distance, he can still see the stage clearly.Unlike the 33-year-old him, without glasses, the world is in chaos. Two meters away, there is no distinction between male and female, and ten meters away, people and animals cannot be distinguished.

A group dance is being performed on the stage at the moment. The actors are wearing colorful costumes, and their white arms and legs are exposed in the winter. They look cold.

The hosts are a man and a woman. The woman Zhao Yan knows, and Li Qiong in red boots, but she is wearing evening dress instead of red boots tonight.

Everyone was engrossed in watching the performance amidst applause and applause, when suddenly a sound amplified dozens of times by the loudspeaker sounded, covering the applause, applause and music, and reverberating in the studio for a long time.

"Chen Lihua, I love you."

The girl leading the dance on the stage paused for a moment, with a gorgeous and proud smile on her face, and continued dancing like a noble little swan.

The auditorium under the stage exploded, and many people in the seats stood up and looked at the source of the sound, wanting to see who this awesome buddy who made a high-profile show of love with a tweeter was.

That buddy had already put away the horn before the front row school leaders and teachers turned back, quickly reducing their sense of presence.

There was another burst of shouting and cursing in the auditorium.