Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Chapter 373 You Can Have Dreams

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Wu Qian tried to scoop up a spoonful of Wensi Tofu, but after eating it, her eyes narrowed.

"Is this tofu?" Wu Qian half stood up, carefully observing the filaments in the soup bowl.

"There are also ham and chicken in it, but not much. You can tell by the color of the soup. A good Wensi tofu should be milky white, which is the color of tofu. If the quality is not enough, you can only make blue or red." When Yang Rui spoke, he always looked satisfied. After returning home, he ate a lot of big fish and meat, but he didn't have a chance to taste the exquisite and delicate food.

Wu Qian asked puzzledly: "Why is the level not good enough? What I made was blue and red."

"The level is not enough, and the shredded tofu is not cut enough, so you can only put shredded vegetables or ham. If there are too many vegetables, it will be blue, and if you put too much ham, it will be red."

Wu Qian stuck out her tongue: "I think the red ones might taste better."

"If it is cooking other dishes, the chef may rather put tofu than ham. Wensi tofu is too much a test of knife skills. If you ask him to cut tofu with insufficient skill, even if you ask him to cut half a piece of tofu, he is top-notch. Chef, he can’t guarantee that he can cut out a piece of tofu at one time. This is the most labor-intensive place. In a big hotel, you have to make several batches at a time. A chef with a good knife skill is too busy to cut out tofu. Naturally, he is reluctant to let it go. For a smaller hotel, you can only cut out and put in as much as you want, the chef is exhausted, so it would be nice if you can make enough for a bowl.”

As Yang Rui spoke, he scooped up Wensi tofu and watched the thin tofu shreds slide down slowly.

Wu Qian nodded in confusion, and asked, "Is Chunhe Building a big hotel or a small hotel?"

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, and thought about it: "Of course it's big in Nanhu City, but not necessarily in a hotel that can make Wensi tofu."

"Pretend to be garlic!" Xiao Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Qian'er, don't think he is studying in Beijing. He is a student. How can he have the money to go to big hotels and small hotels? He still talks decently, as if he is himself. It’s like going to a restaurant every day. The pig’s nose is stuffed with green onions, pretending to be an elephant!”

Wu Qian didn't wait for him to finish, she stood up all of a sudden, and asked in embarrassment and annoyance: "Who is your name Qian'er? You...you are the pig with green onions in the nose!"

"No... I'm just saying it casually." Although classmate Xiao Cheng's father is the mayor, he is still young after all, and he hasn't developed enough face. After being scolded by Wu Qian, he immediately loses face.

"It's not okay to just say it." Wu Qian widened her eyes and said, "I don't know you, and you don't know me, how can you..."

"I just... oops, didn't I want another fish head? Why haven't I brought it up yet?" Xiao Cheng shouted to the kitchen with all his strength, "If it doesn't come up, then I don't want it."

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged aunt in the back kitchen rushed out aggressively: "If you want to quarrel, don't disturb the guests! You have to pay if you don't want the fish head.

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The middle-aged aunt's voice was so loud that the entire hall echoed.

Yang Rui looked around and said to himself: There are two tables of guests in total, and the other table is so scolded by you that you dare not make a sound. You are the one who affects the guests the most.

Xiao Cheng didn't dare to roar like a lion with the middle-aged aunt, so he shrank his neck and sat down.

The middle-aged aunt was successful, she snorted contemptuously, went back to the kitchen, came out after a while and asked: "Your braised silver carp head is ready, do you want more?"

"Yes, why not." Yang Rui touched the two chopsticks and made a gesture of sharpening the knife.

Wu Qian burst out laughing with a "puchi", only thinking that Yang Rui's actions were quite interesting.

Of course, as a man who is more handsome than a movie star, it is natural to act handsomely.

Xiao Cheng looked unhappy, but also helpless.

For the sake of Yang Rui's comfort, the middle-aged aunt didn't start the lion's roar, but when she turned around to serve the food, she complained: "You have to pay if you want it or not, only a fool."

Wu Qian smiled and said, "It's a good thing we asked for it, otherwise we would be fools."

Xiao Cheng muttered to himself: What's so funny about this. She was so fierce just now, but now she is gentle again, why!

After a while, a huge white porcelain basin was brought to the table, steaming hot and full of fragrance.

Not only did Xiao Cheng stop talking, but the people at the table next to him also shouted: "What kind of dish is this? So much?"

"Braised silver carp head, a famous dish in Huaiyang." The middle-aged aunt glanced back and said, "Don't order it, this is specially made by Master Yuan, don't expect another plate to be five catties Fish head."

"Why." The back table was dissatisfied: "They are also here to eat, and we are also here to eat."

The middle-aged aunt popped out the sentence "like to eat or not" between her teeth, killing the audience in seconds.

Yang Rui's gaze was completely locked on the fish head. The thirty-centimeter fish head is longer than a person's forearm, split in half in the middle, revealing the tender white fish flesh.

The soup is thick and milky, a bit like the Wensi tofu just now, but it is bubbling and bubbling, which instantly arouses people's appetite.

The waiter kindly reminded: "Drink the soup first, and then eat the meat. This is the base of Master Yuan's chicken soup, and most people can't drink it."

Yang Rui didn't speak, first he filled up the soup respectfully, without using a spoon, he took a sip from the bowl while standing, another sip, another sip, and then he let out a mouthful of steam, and said with a smile: "It's delicious."

The waiter hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "Just drink it if you like it."

After drinking a bowl of soup, I feel warm all over my body.

Yang Rui took off his coat, picked up the spoon, and dug towards the eye socket of the fish head.

He first dug one for Wu Qian, then dug the other for himself, and then said: "This part is called fish paste, which is the essence of the fish head. Try it, it's absolutely delicious."

Girls in the 1980s were far less squeamish than later generations, and they would not stop eating bunnies just because they were cute.

Wu Qian boldly picked up half of the fish paste with chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

The rich aroma burst out in the mouth immediately.

The pure gelatin is combined with the taste of the broth, which has a style that abalone has never had.

Yang Rui took a big piece and tasted it with his eyes slightly closed.

In one semester in Beijing, apart from doing experiments, half of his entertainment activities were held in major restaurants, and Huaiyang cuisine among the four major cuisines naturally did not eat less. Beijing in the 1980s had a considerable talent agglomeration effect, and super-first-level chefs in various hotels emerged in an endless stream. Although eating in these places required precious foreign exchange certificates, there were still some people who were willing to try something new from time to time.

Of course, there are local tyrants like Yang Rui who linger on.

Chunhelou moved from Yangzhou in the early years, and it is the authentic Huaiyang cuisine, but now Master Yuan, who is in the town hall, is a local super chef. His dishes naturally absorb the local characteristics of Hedong, which is very It fits Yang Rui's appetite.

The two looked satisfied, leaving Xiao Cheng at a loss with the spoon.

The fish paste comes from the gelatinous part of the fish eye, Yang Rui slapped it down with two spoonfuls, and there was hardly any left.

Classmate Xiao Cheng wanted to scoop up some leftovers to try something new, but he couldn't hold back. Looking at Yang Rui's methodical action of drinking the soup first and then eating the fish paste, Xiao Cheng was even more worried that he would make a mistake and make people laugh.

After such a delay, Yang Rui moved his chopsticks again, swept away all the remaining fish paste, wiped it dry, and said casually: "If you don't dare to eat fish eyes, then you probably don't dare to eat fish lips either."

Speaking of which, Yang Rui took all the two pieces of fish lips away, and gave half to himself and half to Wu Qian, and said: "The fish lips are different from the fish paste. This one tastes better the more you chew. The reason why this dish uses large The fish head is made to eat fish paste and fish lips. In the banquets of rich families in ancient times, each of the fish paste and fish lips was given to the main guest, and the left and right shared a portion of fish paste and a portion of fish lips. I can only eat fish..."

Just about to give up the step, Xiao Cheng, who had already put his chopsticks on the fish, heard Yang Rui say this, and his nose suddenly smoked...

"Wait for my people to come, wait for my people to come..." Xiao Cheng silently recited the mantra three times, lowered his head, and focused on eating vegetables, no longer caring about what happened around him.

When the fish head was almost finished, two friends called by Xiaocheng finally arrived.

Xiao Cheng casually introduced to Yang Rui: "This is Lao Ba, but this is Xiao Wu, who played with me since childhood."

Greeting the two to sit down, Xiao Cheng said again: "This is Yang Rui, last year's top scorer in the college entrance examination. He is amazing. My dad asked him to follow me. This is Wu Qian, my friend."

Xiao Wu is a handsome young man, not as good as Yang Rui, but he is also quite pleasing to the eye. The old eight grows a little sideways, with small eyes aiming at people, which is quite quack.

The old man glanced at Yang Rui for a while, and asked: "What's the use of being the number one in the college entrance examination? I read blindly every day, so the number one student doesn't need to read books anymore?"

"Got to see more."

"Hey, that was not a waste of effort."

"It depends on talent. Some people are exhausted and can't pass the high school exam. I didn't bother much, so I won the number one." Yang Rui tapped his head with his fingers and said with a smile: "People are smart, there is no way."

Lao Ba didn't turn the corner all of a sudden, and the scene was cold.

Xiao Cheng rubbed his belly and said, "There is a menu at the door, you can order by yourself."

"Let me come." Xiao Wu smiled, took the menu and asked, "Are you full? Would you like some more?"

"No, I can't eat anymore."

"That's okay, two dishes and one soup for the two of us is just right." Xiao Wu ordered, called the waiter, and handed him the new order.

This time, the waiter took the order back to the kitchen, came out again, and chatted with the young waiter who had cleared away the dishes.

The young waiter had slender eyebrows and looked like a student. After packing up his things, he sat on the table next to him and drank water.

The middle-aged aunt said pitifully: "Look at you, it's okay to clean up after they finish eating, but they have to clean up now, are you tired? You should really call my daughter to come and see, because washing clothes at home will make you miserable. "

"Sister Han, I'll just sit on the side." The young waiter felt embarrassed.

"You should let them know that you have done a lot of work." She glanced at Yang Rui's table and saw that no one was resisting, she turned her head with peace of mind, and continued: "Xiao Ren, Sister Han, I will sell you forever, let me tell you, If you do something, let others know, you can’t hide it. The leader doesn’t stare at you every day and doesn’t do anything. You don’t want the leader to know that you have done so many things, so how do you become a regular person.”

"Oh."

"Oh what, you have to be more courageous, and the girls are more aggressive so that they will not be bullied."

"Oh."

"It's like this again." Sister Han said helplessly: "If you continue like this, when will you be able to become a regular? You don't want to become a regular?"

"I..." Xiao Ren lowered his head, mustered up his courage for a while, and said, "I want to take the exam again."

"What?"

"I want to take the college entrance examination again." Xiaoren clenched his fists and said in a breath: "I want to go to Xibao Middle School to repeat my studies. I read that they will recruit repeat students from the whole city this year, and tuition fees will be reduced for those with high scores. We in Hedong Province The No. 1 pick came from West Fort Middle School, I want to try again."

Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Sister Han couldn't help but feel pity in her heart and said: "Silly girl, the number one student in the college entrance examination is a Wenqu star who came down to earth, and didn't grow up in Xibao Middle School... As soon as you walk on your front foot, someone will immediately put you on your back foot." Your position is filled, and it will be difficult to find a job in the future. Nowadays, it is not easy to find a formal job, not to mention, you can change your account if you become a regular. You are lucky, Just happened to be recruiting, and only accepted students who failed the list. Otherwise, you would break your leg and you would not be able to meet such a good thing. Do you remember how happy your father was when he sent you here? You just left, but Became a farmer."

"College graduates are allocated packages, and their residences are changed." Xiao Ren said in a low voice.

Sister Han laughed: "Let's not talk about college students. Technical secondary school students are all assigned to move their hukou, but technical secondary school students are not easy to take the exam. When my daughter signed up, I said that people in our small place can't be so tall...so ambitious It's the word. We have to do things down-to-earth. Nanhu City can only produce a few college students a year, and they are all from the first middle school and the second middle school. You will have an iron rice bowl, and you will never have to worry about it for the rest of your life. Guess what, it means you have passed the exam, performed well in school, and when it comes time to assign, you can also get a good unit, don’t you think?”

When talking about her daughter, Sister Han is quite proud.

Xiao Ren gave a soft "En".

Sister Han came to her senses and smiled again: "How many points did you score in the exam last year?"

"310."

"310? Then what did you report?"

"College..."

Sister Han clapped her hands: "Look, isn't this broken? At that time, I applied for a college, and maybe I left... Wait, let me think about it. If you are like this, you will go to Master Yuan. Say you want to go to school, and see what he says, if he agrees with you to read at work, you can take time to review. If you pass the exam, you can go to school, and if you fail the exam, it will not delay your conversion."

Xiao Ren's eyes lit up slightly: "Then what if he disagrees?"

"Don't agree? If you don't agree, if you want me to tell you, just take it easy, wait until you become a regular, and then take a correspondence course, isn't it the same."

"Different."

"Why is it different?"

"I...I want to go to college." The weak girl was stubborn, but she was full of resilience.

Sister Han sighed, and persuaded her kindly: "Xiao Ren, people from our small place..."

"Yang Rui is also from a small place." Xiao Ren stood up all of a sudden, trembling slightly because of the shock.

Sister Han was stunned and asked, "Who?"

"Yang Rui, Yang Rui is also the champion of the college entrance examination in Hedong Province, no, he is the champion of the national college entrance examination, and he is from Xizhaizi Township, Xi County, Nanhu City." Xiao Ren shook his head vigorously, Yingwei's shoulders shook violently, and said: "He is A person from a small place, I am also a person from a small place, a person from a small place, a person from a small place can... also have dreams, and can... also go to university!"

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