Chapter 623: Departure (2)
After Jiang Weiguo left the kitchen, he returned to the previous room. In addition to packing his luggage, he also needed to tidy up the bed and bedding and clean the room.
Sun Guanyun was waiting for him in the room without leaving. She sat on the bed with her arms wrapped around her chest, looking a bit like a housekeeper.
Jiang Feng discovered that Sun Guanyun, who was in his 20s, and Sun Guanyun, who was in his 70s, had one thing in common. When they saw Jiang Weiguo, they were like cats seeing dogs. Although they did not dare to directly challenge him, they always wanted to show their claws in front of each other.
"I'm going to make the quilt." Jiang Weiguo said.
Sun Guanyun obediently stood up and moved his seat out of the way. Jiang Weiguo quickly folded up the quilt. In the blink of an eye, the quilt turned into a flat piece of tofu. He was obviously a skilled worker.
Seeing this scene, Sun Guanyun wanted to laugh at him: "Don't you fold quilts and do housework every day at home?"
Jiang Weiguo looked at him with an expression that said you don't have a wife: "My wife takes care of three children and has to go to work. If I don't do the housework, who will do it? A maid who fell from the sky?"
Sun Guanyun:......
"What does my dad want from you?"
"Assessment." Jiang Weiguo said concisely and concisely.
Seeing that Sun Guanyun finally got down to business, he immediately became energetic: "I advise you not to pack your things so early. If you fail today's assessment, you will have to come back again."
"If I don't pass, I have to go back today. If I don't go to work tomorrow afternoon, my salary will be deducted. My third child has just been born. If my salary is deducted, he won't even be able to drink rice soup after weaning."
"Why can't you talk about your son?" Sun Guanyun couldn't bear it.
"My third child was just born."
Sun Guanyun:......
"We'll clean it up later. Maybe you'll have to live here next year." Sun Guanyun cursed Jiang Weiguo viciously and left angrily.
Jiang Weiguo was not surprised by Sun Guanyun's appearance and continued to clean up the room. Maybe it was because the room was small and there was no furniture. Even though Jiang Weiguo folded the bed, wiped the table, and cleaned the floor again, it still looked the same as before.
Perhaps because there was really nothing to do, Jiang Weiguo opened the closed canvas bag after cleaning the room and counted the items one by one. While counting, I thought about it, as if to confirm.
After counting his things again, Jiang Weiguo stuffed the canvas bag under the bed and left the room to go to the kitchen of Jubao Building.
At this time, someone was already working in the kitchen. Jiang Feng saw Sun Guanyun instructing a child who looked to be less than ten years old to cut vegetables. Based on his appearance and age, Jiang Feng was sure that this child was Sun Maocai.
"It's too thick. When I was your age, the radish slices I cut would be transparent. It should be thinner. The knife should be steady and fast when cutting. Don't grind here like chopping ribs. ”
"You have been studying cooking for many years when you are as old as him. What is there to show off if you can cut translucent radish slices?" Jiang Weiguo complained.
"Senior Brother Jiang." Sun Maocai stopped his movements and greeted Jiang Weiguo, "I just heard from Senior Brother Sun that you will take the exam at noon today. Congratulations."
"What are you stopping for? I was able to cut meat when I was your age and you are still cutting carrots here. You started late, so why not hurry up and race against time." Sun Guanyun glanced at Jiang Weiguo, "What is there to congratulate on the assessment? It’s not certain whether it will pass.”
Sun Guanyun used his words to turn himself into a villain.
Maybe it was because he was a little bored, or maybe because he felt that he could no longer quarrel with Sun Guanyun, so he had to seize the time to have a few words. Jiang Weiguo rarely answered.
"I haven't seen you like this during other people's assessments." Jiang Weiguo very consciously carried a pot of potatoes and walked to the kitchen table, and began to wash his hands and cut the potatoes.
Sun Guanyun didn't care whether Sun Maocai's radish slices were thin or not. He brought a pot with more potatoes than Jiang Weiguo's, walked to him and started cutting the potatoes.
"Do you think Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is just a piece of cabbage? Anyone can learn it, and anyone can learn it? My father has accepted so many registered disciples, so he just taught you Buddha Jumps Over the Wall." Sun Guanyun stared at the potato in his hand. Knife, pretending to be really working, whispered.
"Of course I know. This means that Master thought I could learn it before teaching him."
"You are not overestimating your abilities. Do you think the Buddha jumping over the wall in my house is the same as those in those small shops outside? You have only been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. You want to learn it after studying for 8 years. Idiots are just dreaming." Sun Guanyun used both at the beginning and at the end. An idiom, echoing from beginning to end.
"I study here for half a month every year and study for 11 months when I go back. If I can't learn it, do you think I am you?" Jiang Weiguo used a rhetorical question to emphasize the tone.
"Don't..."
"Why are you two cutting so many potatoes? Do you need so many potatoes at noon today? Guanyun, put your pot back for me!" Sun Zheran used an imperative sentence, double kill.
Sun Guanyun was transferred away from the main battlefield and called a truce.
The truce was always short-lived, and Sun Guanyun soon discovered that although he could not cut potatoes, he could cut beef. So Sun Guanyun brought a small bowl of beef back to Jiang Weiguo and continued to press him.
"Jiang Weiguo, are you really planning to go back and never come back?" Sun Guanyun asked Jiang Weiguo the first question again.
Jiang Weiguo kept moving his hands and said, "I haven't said everything yet. Why do I have to come back after I've finished studying?"
"When you first became a disciple, didn't you say that you wanted to become a disciple after tasting my dad's baked lobster in soup? How could you learn to be a Buddhist and jump over the wall without learning how to bake lobster in soup?" Sun Guanyun gave the beef on the chopping board a sharp knife.
"Registered disciples can only learn one dish, so naturally they have to learn the best."
"Who said you can only learn one dish? Didn't my dad say at the beginning that Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was just for teaching his direct disciples? In the end, I didn't teach you anymore, you just learn another dish!"
Jiang Weiguo:?
"It's not necessary. The third child in my family has been born, and the eldest will go to school in two years. It will be inconvenient to run back and forth like before." Jiang Weiguo said.
"Why are you mentioning your son again? How can you involve your son in these things?"
Jiang Weiguo gave Sun Guanyun a meaningful look: "You will understand when you have a wife."
Sun Guanyun:? ? ?
"I'm too lazy to talk to you about this. When you come back to your little shabby city, just wait to be isolated from the world. The association won't go to the exchange meeting, and you won't even take the exam. You really want to stay in your shabby place for the rest of your life. The chef of Xiaopo State-owned Restaurant?" Sun Guanyun looked like he hated iron.
"You haven't even become a chef in a state-owned hotel." Jiang Weiguo glanced at Sun Guanyun with disgust.
Jiang Feng: Pfft.
When the old man was young, he didn't dare to say anything else. He was really good at criticizing people.
"I will definitely become one in the future!"
"Let's wait until you are fooled."
"I don't know what is good. Fortunately, when I went to Hangzhou to attend an exchange meeting two months ago, I made a point of helping you find out if there are any chefs named Jiang who are the same age as your brothers."
Hearing Sun Guanyun talk about this, Jiang Weiguo immediately became serious: "Is there any?"
"Participating in exchanges are basically chefs from the south. There are quite a few with the surname Jiang, but according to your standards, none of them need to be of the right age and have superb cooking skills." Sun Guanyun said, "Aren't you from Peiping? Are you from Beijing? Did your brother go back later? Why don’t you go back to Peking if you want to find someone?”
"Is Tai Feng Tower in Peiping open?"
"I haven't heard of it. It probably hasn't been opened yet."
"Then no one will go back." Jiang Weiguo looked determined.
"Actually, there is one person who may be somewhat consistent. I haven't seen the person but I heard it from others. In the provincial capital of Shu, do you know the Wu Family Restaurant with the surname Jiang?" Sun Guanyun asked.
"I don't know."
"Didn't I tell you before? The chef named Jiang from Shu is said to be better at cooking than the chef at Wu's Restaurant. I don't know his exact age, but he is older than you. Do you have a brother who is particularly good at Sichuan cuisine? ”
Jiang Weiguo shook his head: "No, there were very few chefs in Sichuan and Sichuan in Beiping back then."
"That shouldn't be the case." Sun Guanyun complained, "Your surname is too common. There are a lot of people with the surname Jiang. If your surname is Sima Nangong Zhongli, even if you have the surname Fan, it will be easier to find you."< br>
Jiang Weiguo ignored him and concentrated on cutting potatoes.
"By the way, I'll take you to the station in the afternoon."
Jiang Weiguo glanced at him at the beginning of the film: "Didn't you just say that I couldn't pass the assessment at noon today?"
Sun Guanyun stopped talking.
There is still time during the day, so try to finish writing this copy today
(End of chapter)