Chapter 3447: You can’t offend noble people
Hearing Chen’er’s shouts and questions, the secret guard had already pulled out the knife in his hand and placed it directly on Chef Kang Shun’s neck.
Kang Shun's knees softened and he knelt down with a thud.
"Young Master, have mercy on me. Even if I eat the bear's heart and leopard's courage, I won't dare to use the shrimp meat from the next meal to fool the young master."
Kang Shun was kowtowing anxiously. explain.
"Then why do these shrimp dumplings taste different from the ones in the morning?" Chen'er asked again.
Kang Shun no longer dared to expire. He glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting next to Chen'er, and said like pouring beans from a bamboo tube: "The meals that the young master cooked last night and this morning were actually not small. Yes, this lady did it."
"What?" Chen'er was surprised and looked at Yang Ruoqing with questioning eyes.
Yang Ruoqing said a little embarrassedly: "No, mother wanted to please you, so she secretly went to get you some food."
"Chen'er, don't blame me Chef Kang..."
After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, the anger on Chen'er's face subsided a little.
His eyes suddenly fell on Yang Ruoqing's hand, then he grabbed her hand and turned it over to look at it.
"Mom, what are these scars on your hands?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Hey, it's okay, it's just a little peeling. Don't look at it. I'm eating, it affects my appetite..."
"Young Master, please forgive me for having the courage to say this, Madam. The scars on my hands were caused by peeling shrimp meat." Chef Kang Shun raised his head and said.
"Don't say it!" Yang Ruoqing immediately interrupted Kang Shun and gave him a warning look.
As a mother, do you still need to talk about something as trivial as cooking a meal for your child?
"Keep talking." Chen'er also spoke and warned Kangshun with his eyes.
Although one is a mother and the other is a son, in Kangshun's opinion, the intimidation in the son's eyes is far more difficult for him to bear than the mother.
Kang Shun took a deep breath, not daring to look at Yang Ruoqing. He bit the bullet and continued: "The shells of the river shrimps here are harder. We said we would help Madam peel them, but Madam refused."
"She said that she had to peel every shrimp by herself. In addition, the other ingredients, such as kneading the dough, chopping the stuffing, etc., were also done by the lady herself."
"Okay Kangshun. , You have said what needs to be said, there is nothing for you to do here, you can go back to your kitchen," Yang Ruoqing's voice also became colder and she said.
Kang Shun looked up at Chen'er and saw that Chen'er did not make a sound, and the knife in the secret guard's hand also moved away from his neck.
Kang Shun kowtowed and quickly bowed out of the room. After leaving the room, he dared to wipe the cold sweat on his head.
He turned around and glanced at the Tianzihao guest room behind him. The young master living in this room must have a good background.
Because before he checked into the Tianzihao guest room of the restaurant, there was already an old customer staying in the room.
The old customer is also a frequent customer of the restaurant. He is an official in a county to the east and has a good reputation.
But before the young master came, the owner of the restaurant came forward in person and negotiated for three times the accommodation fee. The regular customer was not willing to move out.
Then a secret guard came and didn’t know what he said to the regular customer. The regular customer didn’t want a penny of compensation. He even paid for the young man in advance. After paying the bill, he ordered The waiters in the restaurant must clean this luxurious guest room and serve this young master well.
There are so many noble people, each one more noble than the last. Hey, I can’t afford to offend a cook like me who deals with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar all day long, so it’s better to hide.
Chef Kangshun ran back to the kitchen in one breath.
The secret guard also retreated from the room, leaving only Yang Ruoqing and Chen'er, mother and son.
Yang Ruoqing raised her chopsticks, picked up a piece of diced chicken for Chen'er and put it into his bowl.
"Come, eat it while it's hot, Chef Kang's skills are actually quite good." She said softly, her eyes full of love.
Chen'er stood up from his seat, took a step back, brushed off his robe, and knelt down in front of Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing was shocked and quickly stood up, "Chen'er, what are you doing?"
Chen'er looked up at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes clear and bright, as innocent and kind as when he was a baby.
"Mom, it's my son's fault. He shouldn't be a little angry with you. His son is unfilial..."
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's heart melted.
She quickly leaned down to hold Chen'er's shoulders, her eyes turned red again, "Good son, you are my mother's good son. Come on, get up quickly, the ground is cold..."
Yang Ruoqing helped Chen'er up and leaned down to gently wipe the dust from his robe.
“It’s my mother’s fault that I haven’t been able to take care of you for seven years. It’s my mother’s debt to Chen’er. Chen’er has always been very good, and now she is even more proud of me.”
Yang Ruoqing said with a loving face.
She pulled Chen'er to sit down again, looked at the food on the table again, and said: "You can just make do with it this noon, and wait until night, mother will cook a big meal for you." "
"Didn't you see my mother coming back from outside this morning carrying a basket? The basket was filled with seafood that I had brought back. "
Chen'er silently listened to Yang Ruoqing's words as if offering a treasure, pursed her lips tightly, and had mixed feelings in her heart.
It feels like a mother's pain, it's really good.
"Mom, actually I am not a person who cares too much about food and drink. It's not like I haven't eaten branyan vegetable wowotou before."
Chen'er explained.
“Just the two meals last night and this morning made my taste buds feel like...”
"Mother understands, mother understands everything." Yang Ruoqing said quickly.
"Chen'er, let's eat first, and mother will show off her skills at night, haha..."
Chen'er nodded, mother and son ate the food face to face, talking and laughing.
Mainly because Chen'er pestered Yang Ruoqing to ask about Changping Village. Yang Ruoqing told the eighteenth generation of ancestors in Changping Village, as well as some things in the village, customs and habits, and her sister Luo Baobao , everything about the adopted son’s ambitions and so on.
Chen'er listened and took notes in his mind carefully, because he knew that he would follow his mother back to his hometown to recognize his relatives. At that time, these people who exist in Yang Ruoqing's mouth at the moment will all become living people and appear in his eyes. in front of.
The food had been taken away long ago, and Chen'er ordered that all outsiders' visits be declined.
Today, throughout the afternoon, he would spend time with his mother chatting about everyday things.
When Yang Ruoqing said she was tired and had finished talking, she drank three pots of tea before she stopped.
"Chen'er, regarding the situation in our hometown, let's stop talking about it here for now. If I talk too much, I'm afraid you won't remember it." She said bluntly.
Chen'er nodded meekly, "Okay."
In fact, what he didn't tell his mother was that he was born with a photographic memory, and he remembered all the things his mother said.
He didn't say that there was no need to show off in front of his own mother, and he was willing to entertain her with colorful clothes.
"Chen'er, mother really wants to know where you have been living in the past seven years? You" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and held Chen'er's hand.
“The person who took you back, raised you, and taught you so well should be the grandfather you said, right?”
“Your grandfather’s name is What? When your father comes back from the Southwest battlefield, I want to visit him with you to thank him!”
(End of this chapter)