The waiter said "The dumplings are ready!"
No one else had much reaction, only Ji Maojia and Wu Fan were stunned.
How many years have you not heard the name of this dish?
Ji Maojia stretched out his head to look at the large bowl of broken dumplings and the bowls of side dishes next to it, and subconsciously turned to look at the old man sitting next to him.
Wu Fan was also staring at the broken dumplings.
The hot air blurred his vision, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the scene of the old man and the young man, the two of them crowded into the somewhat cramped kitchen.
Ji Maojia's parents are busy with work and have no time to take care of their children.
At that time, many children who studied well would stay at the teacher's home so that they could be tutored in their homework and have someone to look after them.
Wu Fan was the only student from Ji Maojia's class who took him with him.
No. 1 Middle School has always had a heavy workload. On weekdays, it usually takes around 10:30 when I get home from evening self-study.
And on the night of Ji Maojia's birthday, Wu Fan stayed up for half the night and made a pot of broken dumplings to celebrate Ji Maojia's birthday.
Wu Fan was shirtless and wearing a pair of plaid pajamas.
On a sultry summer night, facing the starlight outside the window, my two big hands held small dumplings oddly.
Stir-fry the chopped meat and vegetables into a pot and pour it hot on top of the cooked dumplings.
Finally, use hot oil to make a large bowl of fragrant chili peppers.
The two of them sat across the table, lowering their heads to fish out the broken dumplings and devouring them, their mouths full of red oil.
The memory that had obviously been forgotten back then resurfaced and became clear with this piece of broken dumplings.
Ji Maojia said in surprise and nostalgia: "Teacher, isn't this the dumpling you made for my birthday?"
Hearing this, other people turned their heads and listened to what they were saying.
Wu Fan smiled: "Do you still remember?"
Ji Maojia nodded: "Remember! You said at that time that you would like to eat this bowl of broken dumplings when celebrating your birthday in your hometown."
Someone next to me said: "Teacher, this tradition in your hometown is quite special!"
Wu Fan was amused and waved his hand: "Hey! What a tradition! In fact, back then, I was just lying to him!"
The person who asked the question was stunned, and Ji Maojia also looked surprised.
Wu Fan said: "At that time, you were both sophomores in high school and were about to become seniors, and you were busy with your studies. He lived in my house at the time and went to and from school with me every day. On his birthday, I was too busy and couldn't spare the time. I went to buy him a cake, and then I thought that my child’s birthday only happens once a year, so he must be looking forward to it. So I made a big deal of it at night and made him a meal of dumplings, lying to him that it was a tradition in our hometown... ..”
"What I made at that time was not as authentic as this, the shape was not as beautiful as this, the braised vegetables were not as rich, and the side dishes were really..."
Wu Fan smiled as he spoke: "This silly boy actually takes my words seriously..."
Smiling, the old man's eyes gradually turned red: "Time flies so fast! You have all grown up in this blink of an eye."
Ji Maojia's nose felt sore and she suppressed the tears in her eyes: "Yes, teacher. You celebrated my birthday back then, and now it's my turn to celebrate your birthday."
Ji Maojia stood up, filled a bowl of broken dumplings with her own hands, sprinkled a little bit of spicy oil on it, and handed it to Wu Fan's hand.
"Teacher, please give it a try and see how it works in their store!"
Wu Fan took it with a smile, took a mouthful and put it into his mouth.
The fragrant braised vegetables are mixed with the slightly spicy broth and the small dumplings. When you take a bite, the food and soup are combined into one, which is full of color, flavor and flavor.
“Okay, it’s delicious!”
Ji Maojia said sincerely: "Teacher, I wish you a happy birthday!"
Several other people quickly echoed: "Teacher, I wish you a happy birthday!!"
Wu Fan smiled and looked at the students in front of him with joy and relief, and his eyes filled with tears: "Okay, okay! Thank you!!"
"Teacher, thank you for your careful cultivation back then, thank you!"
Listening to these heartfelt words, Wu Fan couldn't help but burst into tears.
As a teacher, I have taught and educated people all my life. At this moment, I feel that my life is truly complete.
same moment.
An electronic prompt sounded in Fu Yu's ears:
【Ding! NPC Chef Yao Shi’s mission: Assist Yao Shi to prepare a birthday banquet that moved the old teacher Wu Fan to tears. It has been successfully completed and the reward is: RMB 100 yuan, mission experience +50]
The old teacher was finally moved to tears!
Fu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
It lasted a full hour and fifty minutes!
All three tables have been served.
At this moment, everyone was sincerely relieved.
Yao Shi looked at Fu Yu with eyes full of appreciation and approval!
Fu Yu tilted his neck and rubbed the sweat on his chin on the chef's uniform, and smiled at Yao Shi: "Chef Yao, it's done."
At this time, Zhao Meng walked into the kitchen and saw that they had turned off the fire. He asked with concern: "How is it? Is everything going well?"
Fu Yu saw Zhao Meng coming back and said in surprise: "Chef Zhao! You guys finished eating so quickly?"
Zhao Meng waved his hand: "What have you finished eating? I moved the meal time back, everyone is waiting!"
"If you're done here, leave quickly! The eyes of those hungry wolves are so green!"
One sentence made Fu Yu and others stunned, and then they became happy again.
"Very good!"
"Thank you, Chef Zhao!"
Yao Shi didn't know about roasting the whole lamb, so he looked at Fu Yu and the other three dancing excitedly with a blank look on his face.
Zhao Meng smiled and told Yao Shi about the treat. Yao Shi was very happy after hearing this: "Okay, then count it as my share. I won't go in vain. I've covered the drinks tonight. You can order whatever you want. !”
After a brief tidying up, a few people turned around and walked out.
Before he could even leave the kitchen door, he met Dong Juntian who was walking over quickly.
Dong Juntian looked happy. When he saw Yao Shi, he said happily: "The customers of 401 are particularly satisfied with the third transfer seat!"
With that said, Dong Juntian patted Yao Shi on the shoulder: "Xiao Yao! You are so amazing! Amazing, really amazing!"
Yao Shi heard that the customers of 401 were very satisfied with the third transfer seats, and he was very happy.
But he immediately explained: "Fu Yu made this table together with me. To be honest, he is more powerful! I only made a few dishes in total, and he finished the rest!"
When Dong Juntian heard this, he looked at Fu Yu in surprise: "Xiao Fu, can you still be the third transfer seat?"
Fu Yu quickly said modestly: "No, I don't know how. I just follow Chef Yao."
Yao Shi said: "If you can cook it directly according to the recipe, Xiao Fu is indeed a talent!"
Dong Juntian also nodded and said to Zhao Meng: "Old Zhao, you have brought out such a talented person! Xiao Fu is really outstanding!"
The matter that Dong Juntian had been worrying about for a day was finally solved smoothly, and he couldn't help but feel very good.
This compliment is very sincere.
Zhao Meng smiled with pride on his face.
