Different God of Cooking [Rebirth]

"Can you teach me how to play the piano?"

Ji Jiashu's crisp voice like a wind chime still rang in Zhao An's mind from time to time, because Zhao An hadn't felt the innocence and vitality in Ji Jiashu for a long time.

Moreover, Ji Jiashu's seriousness is not arrogant. Although he wants Zhao An to teach him the piano, Ji Jiashu has always been very polite, unlike ordinary nine or ten-year-old children who will definitely get what they want.If the other party doesn't agree with him, he will cry and make a fuss.

Even after being rejected by Zhao An, Ji Jiashu did not express any disappointment or excitement, but said frankly: "I really want to learn piano, please think again."

It can be seen that Ji Jiashu is a child with a very good tutor, so that he can already consider other people's feelings when he speaks and does things at this age.

Of course, Zhao An still rejected Ji Jiashu, because he didn't want to reveal that he could play the piano.So Zhao An left the school directly after saying "I still have something to do".

Considering Ji Jiashu's talent in music, if he learns the piano, he will definitely improve quickly.However, I have never heard of the name Ji Jiashu in the music circle in my previous life. Maybe he did not choose to study music in the end?

Zhao An shook his head and put aside all the thoughts about Ji Jiashu in his mind, he didn't want to waste too much thinking time because of an irrelevant person.If you have this skill, you should consider how to solve the problem of your own family income.

Because of the delay in the music classroom, it was almost time for dinner when Zhao An left the school.

There were many state/owned enterprises in Rongcheng in 92, and the wave of layoffs has not yet appeared.At this time, the workers just got off work and walked quickly towards their homes, because there were families waiting for them and delicious dinners at home.

Whether it is now or in the future, there are very few full-time housewives in Rongcheng, and the women in Rongcheng can hold up half the sky.In most families, both men and women have jobs, so it is inevitable that some families do not have time to cook dinner. At this time, people will choose to buy some unprocessed dishes in the vegetable market, such as cold dishes, braised vegetables, roast duck, etc.

There is a small vegetable market near the house where Zhao An and the others live.In order to save paving costs and attract roadside customers, some vendors will choose to push an aluminum trolley to sell on the roadside.

It was the busiest time when passing by the vegetable market at this time, and the aroma of the food hit his face, but Zhao An didn't have any heartbeat about it, thinking: These stewed vegetables are not as delicious as my mother's.

Zhao An finally knew what his thoughts flashed at the dinner table last night.You can let your mother try to make some food to sell.

In his previous life, ever since Zhao An started earning money to support his family, he never let his parents continue to work.However, Zhao’s father and Zhao’s mother, who have been running around for a living and engaged in manual labor for decades, have no other hobbies in life, so Zhao’s father began to grow vegetables in the garden of the villa, while Zhao’s mother studied cooking every day.

Although Zhao's mother's culinary skills are not as good as hers 20 years later, it is more than enough to sell them.

Dangrang is also very tiring to work in the food industry, but no matter what, it is better than Zhao's mother doing manual labor in the factory every day.

After having this idea, Zhao An began to think about the feasibility of this matter in his mind. It was a difficult task to convince Zhao's mother first.It is not an easy task for a rural woman to accept and learn to do business, let alone the fact that the market economy has not yet fully flourished.

Secondly, there are many difficulties in doing food business. Now the family's economic situation does not allow failure, and it is necessary to formulate a plan that is as perfect as possible.

While thinking, Zhao An had already returned home before he knew it.Zhao An pushed open the door, Zhao's mother was cooking.

"Why did you come home so late today?" Mother Zhao asked with some concern.

"I have music class today, and I'm a little late after school." Zhao Anlue went to something that he couldn't talk about.

"How is it? Is music class fun? I heard from your sister-in-law about the piano in the music class of the Fourteenth Attached Primary School. How do you like it?"

Zhao An did not expect that his father knew so much about the school.The sister-in-law that Father Zhao mentioned was Father Zhao's younger sister, Zhao Xiaohong, a teacher at No. [-] Middle School.

Facing this question, Zhao An didn't know how to answer, so he hesitated for a while before saying, "Well, the piano sounds very good."

No matter what, Zhao An couldn't say anything bad about the piano, but Zhao An didn't want to continue this topic, so he turned his head and said to Zhao's mother in a child's tone: "Mom, I saw the piano at the vegetable market when I was out of school today. Someone is selling stewed vegetables."

Zhao's mother smiled and said, "Didn't you just eat pig's trotters yesterday? If you like it, let your dad buy it for you next week."

Zhao An came to his mother's side, shook his head intentionally and said, "I don't like it at all. Those stewed vegetables are not as delicious as your cooking."

"You're the only one with a sweet mouth." Mother Zhao smiled even more happily when she heard her son praise her cooking skills.

Zhao An hit the iron while the iron was hot and said, "Mom, why don't we sell braised pig's trotters too, I see they sell it for 4 or 5 yuan a catty."

In 92, the price of pork was about two yuan more than one catty. Although meat tickets still existed, in fact, few people used them.

At this time, Zhao's mother had already cooked the dishes, she put the dishes on the plate, and said, "You still cook with your mother's cooking skills, forget it."

Zhao An wanted to persuade him a few more words, but Mother Zhao had already put the plate into his hands and said, "Put the dishes on the table and start eating."

During the meal, Zhao An tentatively asked a few more questions, but was rejected by Zhao's mother.In the end, even Zhao's father said, "Don't say such unrealistic things, children. Can other people sell stewed vegetables in the city like us? Don't talk when you eat."

Zhao An had no choice but to bow his head in silence and eat seriously.

It really wasn't that easy.Like himself, his parents always had some inferiority complex in their hearts, and the source of the inferiority complex was their status as farmers.

Since the household registration was divided into urban household registration and rural household registration, farmers have been in a disadvantaged position.A few years ago, farmers were not even allowed to work in cities and could only work in rural areas.

For example, farmers in province S regard "going to the city" as a very important thing, and it can be seen that farmers yearn for and fear the city.Coupled with various treatment restrictions and economic gaps, many rural people have a natural sense of inferiority when facing urban residents.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother obviously felt this way, not to mention now, even when his son Zhao An was already a little famous, he would unconsciously show some inferiority complex when facing those who grew up in the city. mood.

Now Zhao's father and Zhao's mother's reaction is very typical. They think that the cooking of urban people is more refined than their rural cooking, and how can their own cooking be sold.So the two of them didn't take Zhao An's opinion to heart at all.

Zhao An also has this kind of inferiority complex. In his previous life, he chose the piano to disguise himself, so he understands what his parents think, and he must find a way to solve this problem.

The next day, go to school.

During recess, Zhao An was still lying on the table reading a book.As soon as the get out of class is over, the whole classroom is very lively. The girls kick the shuttlecock, dance rubber bands or throw sandbags together.Boys chase each other or tease girls to play.

Zhao An was really not interested in such youthful inter-class activities.

No one in the class would take the initiative to invite Zhao An to play games, so Zhao An naturally had nothing to do.

Zhao An had already read the textbook for the first volume of the fifth grade several times, and it was really boring, so he crawled on the table to rest.

However, his ten fingers subconsciously played piano music in the air. Zhao An originally thought that this phenomenon was pure muscle memory, but this reaction still remained after rebirth, which only proved that some things had really been engraved into the air. Soul, Zhao An didn't know how to react.

"Look at Zhao An's hands shaking again. Is it chicken feet crazy[1]? Is it contagious?" A little boy pointed at Zhao An and said, and then the whole Class [-] burst into laughter.

"That's right, that's right, I think it's chicken claw madness. Does it mean that farmers will get chicken claw madness if they live with chickens every day?"

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Why are these children so rude, Zhao An complained in his heart.His body is still too weak now, maybe he can consider exercising his body, and then use his fists to show his power to ensure his future life is peaceful?

Zhao An didn't react at all to the ridicule of these brats, but subconsciously remembered that polite Ji Jiashu.

Zhao An didn't want to be like in his previous life, when someone laughed at him, he raised his fist without hesitation to protect his precious and fragile self-esteem, and then let his parents call him to the school again and again for his "atrocities". conversation.

If all children were as polite as Ji Jiashu, perhaps he would not have been bruised and bruised often before.

"He's not crazy about chicken feet!" A clear and familiar child's voice sounded.

Zhao An's first reaction was that this could not be my illusion.Then he looked up at the source of the sound, that is, at the door of the classroom, who was standing beside Ji Jiashu?

Perhaps the boy who said that Zhao An was "chicken claw crazy" didn't think that someone would refute him, and he was not in his class. He was stunned for a moment and said in order to save his face: "Who are you? What do you mean?" He's not chicken claw mad, what is that?"

"That's..." Ji Jiashu obviously wanted to refute him, but at this moment Zhao An jumped up from his seat and rushed to the door of the classroom, then dragged Ji Jiashu away without any explanation.

Then after Zhao An and Ji Jiashu left the classroom, someone said: "It turns out that Zhao An also has friends."

"Who is that person, and why did he know Zhao An?"

"That boy seems to be Ji Jiashu from class one." A girl who was grabbing sandbags at the back of the classroom said weakly.

At the age of 11, the consciousness of men and women has begun to awaken.And Ji Jiashu is obviously the kind of boy who most obviously awakens gender awareness first.

Ji Jiashu, Class [-], Grade [-], the best-looking boy with the best grades, is deeply loved by teachers and classmates.

The author has something to say: [1] Chicken feet madness: a disease that is a curse word in S province.