private kitchen

Chapter 99

Lin Yize bowed respectfully and unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Alright, then let's get straight to the point..." As he spoke, the screens on both sides of the lobby suddenly opened, and two waiters walked by, carrying two A large black shallow bowl with a lid.

The two big bowls were placed firmly in front of the two old men, and the two waiters stood aside respectfully, pressing the lid with their hands, Huang Lao raised his eyebrows, a little indifferent, but Mr. Hu was a little Impatiently looking back and forth, he wanted to open the lid to see what was inside, but the two waiters stood by and pressed it tightly, and he felt a little embarrassed and directly reached out to lift it.

With a smile on Lin Yize's face, he continued: "The title given by Huang Lao is the best dish, and the title given by Si Ye is the dish he has never eaten before. I discussed it with Qing Shan for a long time, and after careful preparation, now this Two dishes are now in front of you two."

The people next to him were talking about it, the lid was so tightly closed that they couldn't even smell the smell, Huang Lao looked at the big black porcelain bowl, and then at Lin Yize who was standing there with a mysterious face, suddenly felt a little bit in his heart. sigh.

It has to be said that this child really resembles Huang Juan, not only in appearance, but also in the mysterious little appearance just now.

He was a little distracted. He remembered that when Huang Juan was 18 years old, she had researched a new dish. He and Qi Chuping were sitting like this, drinking tea. His little daughter was standing in front of them, holding a lid and carrying a With a smug and delicate face, her voice was clear and sweet: "Dad, guess what's inside my..."

In a trance, he seemed to see his daughter standing there, overlapping with the boy's figure. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly let out a long breath. ,

Qi Chuping has a little daughter whom he loves very much. When the girl was ten years old, he once asked this apprentice who grew up with him if he wanted his daughter to learn to cook from him, but this always obedient apprentice stammered: He didn't want his daughter to suffer. He remembered that he didn't sleep well that night. When he closed his eyes, he acted like he was reprimanding Huang Juan. He knew that he seldom smiled. Ever since his mother passed away, he had always kept a straight face. That child... At that time, the cutting board was not high enough, so he stood on the stool and followed him to cut vegetables. He was often reprimanded by himself, practicing knife skills while crying...

Now that he's getting older, he starts to think about what he has and what he doesn't have. Sometimes he wonders if it's because he's too strict that Huang Juan left with that bastard without hesitation.

He regrets it a little now. Sometimes he would dream in his dreams. His daughter knocked on the door in the heavy rain, crying and calling for her father, but he sat in the room and refused to open the door. I would think, if he hadn't been so stubborn at the beginning, it would be great to open the door.

It's been 30 years, and sometimes he can't understand why he should care about those things, as long as his daughter is by his side.

It's been 30 years... He raised his head and looked at that high-spirited boy, his grandson is already this big...

In the end, how many things did he miss...

Huang Lao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but Mr. Hu kept staring at the bowl, looking left and right, and couldn't help reaching out to uncover it. Guan Zhe covered his mouth with a teacup and coughed heavily. Master Hu immediately put down his hands, sat up straight, and rolled his eyes around.

Lin Yize couldn't help laughing, and motioned to the two waiters, and they both lifted the lid at the same time.

The moment the lid was lifted, almost everyone looked in, and Mr. Huang also lowered his head, but was shocked when he saw what was inside.

I saw that the big black porcelain bowl was filled to the brim with two big bowls of yellow and orange—scrambled eggs.

Huang Lao couldn't take back the expression on his face for a while, and stood there with raised eyebrows. Before he could react, he heard Mr. Hu next to him yelling: "What is this black thing!!??"

Huang Lao turned his head to look over, and saw that the bowl in front of Mr. Hu was full of scrambled eggs.

Master Hu looked unhappy, he looked at the bowl in front of Huang Lao, and almost jumped up: "Why Huang Lao's bowl of scrambled eggs is so good, scrambled eggs are scrambled eggs, why mine is mushy..."

He Qingshan couldn't help but burst out laughing, Mr. Hu pointed at him with his sleeves rolled up and said with a haughty face: "You kid is trying to trick me, right?"

"I dare not, you call the bodyguard to call me again!" He Qingshan said so, but there was a look of gloating on his face.

Lin Yize still stood there respectfully, with a smile on his face: "Food, taste is the most important thing, you two should try it first! Please!"

Master Hu looked at him suspiciously, as if he suspected that there was some other secret behind the scrambled eggs, so he picked up the bowl and smelled it, his brows furrowed again: "Isn't this just fried eggs?"

Huang Lao glanced at Lin Yize, picked up a mouthful with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, the taste...

He put down his chopsticks abruptly and almost screamed: "Juanzi??"

There was a special smell in that egg. He clearly remembered that Juanzi used to like to extract flower pulp from some flower petals to cook as her own mark. The taste was a bit unique, but Juanzi liked it very much. For a while, almost any dish She always put some, until one day she scrambled a plate of eggs and habitually added some syrup. After being scolded by herself, he never ate dishes with that unique taste again.

This egg... He was a little excited, stood up all of a sudden, looked around: "Juanzi??"

Lin Yize gave him a wink, the screen next to the hall was removed, Huang Juan came out from behind, and cried out with tears in her eyes: "Dad...".

Qi Chuping stared blankly at Huang Juan, and suddenly stood up. He seemed very excited for a long time before he whispered, "You... are back?"

Huang Juan looked at him and burst into tears: "Brother..."

"Hey!" Qi Chuping responded and turned his head away.

Mr. Huang walked two steps quickly, and Huang Juan also came up to meet him. He just walked two steps, but he didn't seem to dare to come over. He stood there wiping his tears and looked at his father eagerly.

Huang Lao looked at his daughter who was standing less than two meters away from him. He suddenly stretched out his hand. Huang Juan froze for a moment, then rushed over and hugged him tightly.

The two hugged and cried for a while, until Qi Chuping came over and patted them.

Huang Juan seemed a little embarrassed, wiped away her tears, then wiped her face with her hand, and said with tears in her heartbroken voice, "Why are you so old...".

Mr. Huang sighed, and could not hold back his tears: "Aren't you also... all... have wrinkles... Come back this time, do you still want to go?"

He asked the following words carefully, holding Huang Juan's hand tightly, for fear that if he let go, this daughter would disappear like this, this old man who had been tough all his life, showed a pitiful tiredness at this moment.

"Don't leave! I will stay with you from now on, our family..." She suddenly turned her head, wiped away her tears, stretched out her hand and smiled and called, "Yize, come here, this is your grandfather... "

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