The ex-wife of a period novel villain who died young is reborn

Chapter 370 Almost

"Is it you, a little girl who wants to learn cooking?" The old man turned around and saw Zhou Yu behind him, and asked a little suspiciously.

Zhou Yu didn't mind either. She smiled and nodded and said, "It's me. What do you call me?"

The old man turned around and said casually: "My surname is Zhu."

Zhou Yu called out very respectfully: "Uncle Zhu."

She didn't feel uncomfortable with the old man's contempt, and because the old man didn't say much, it seemed stingy for her to confront him at this time.

Moreover, these problems are all left over from history. Whether it is learning cooking or technology, everyone generally believes that men learn better than women because men are smarter and more clever than women.

Women are suitable for doing embroidery at home and doing hygiene.

All this made Zhou Yu feel unconvinced, but she knew clearly that it was useless to argue.

You have to learn it hard and hit the opponent hard in the face.

Old Man Zhu snorted: "You learn how to cook, can you handle the pot?"

Zhou Yu nodded, "I have my own pot."

Old Man Zhu nodded, "Then just follow me. If you don't understand, ask again, but don't ask too many questions."

The old man looked impatient, but the action had already begun. Zhou Yu began to concentrate slowly, and Deng Zhigao, who was learning together, was already learning to get started.

Old man Zhu couldn't help but glance at Zhou Yu, and then shook his head inwardly.

Cooking is all about getting started, how can it be done just by looking at it?

But Old Man Zhu thought about money and didn't bother to worry about it. Anyway, he was not asked to keep cooking. He came here to cook a dish every day and made a few more portions. He would have so much money in a month. Why not? ?

Deng Zhigao tried his best to keep up with every step. He had studied all day yesterday and became more serious today.

Zhou Yu once told Deng Zhigao in private that she hoped Deng Zhigao would be the top leader in the kitchen.

"Okay, do you see clearly? Let me have another shrimp dumpling. This one is simpler." After putting the dim sum into the steamer, Old Man Zhu turned around and said to Zhou Yu.

What I’m making today is the barbecued pork buns, which are considered one of the more famous dim sums in Guangzhou. The shrimp dumplings are almost a must-order for morning tea.

Deng Zhigao put the buns he had wrapped inside and turned his head to see Zhou Yu who seemed to be writing something in a notebook.

Old man Zhu glanced at Zhou Yu and felt ridiculous in his heart.

Cooking requires hands-on practice. If you write like this, what can you write?

At first, Old Man Zhu felt that women were not good at cooking, but now after seeing it, he was even more sure that Zhou Yu was just here to make fun of her.

So he didn't care whether Zhou Yu could see or not, and almost only faced Deng Zhigao.

Zhou Yu discovered Old Zhu's temper and laughed inwardly, but she didn't mind much.

If the old man blocks her, won't she go see it herself?

It was time to put the shrimp dumplings into the barbecued pork buns in front of the steamer. The old man made ten, and everyone shared one. There was still some leftover, so Zhou Yu let him put it in the pot. After a while, regular customers came and gave one away.

Deng Zhigao made three of them, and the shapes were very close. However, he also made the fillings himself, so he didn't know if they tasted the same.

He couldn't wait to take a bite of each, and then his face fell.

Why, it was obviously done step by step, but why is the taste so different?

Zhou Yu also tasted each one. She was pleasantly surprised when she tasted Deng Zhigao's cooking. She felt that Deng Zhigao's cooking tasted good.

Just when I was about to praise it, I thought about it and took another bite of the old man's cooking.

Well...it's better not to boast.

When Deng Zhigao found out that his boss only ate one bite, while Mr. Zhu's boss had eaten all, he felt very unmotivated.

However, Chen Yuanyuan's compliments outside made him smile and look sideways.

Chen Yuanyuan also happened to be looking at him. The two looked at each other, and Chen Yuanyuan gave Deng Zhigao a thumbs up.

Old Man Zhu took a sip of Deng Zhigao's and said calmly: "It's not bad, after all, it's your first time doing it."

Deng Zhigao rubbed the back of his head and smiled. He felt that it was not bad.

Old Man Zhu thought for a while, then looked back at Zhou Yu as if he was coping: "What about you? Have you learned it too?"

Zhou Yu nodded, "It should be almost done."

"Almost?!" Old Man Zhu said suspiciously.

Then he said: "What he does is about the same. Can yours compare to hers?"

His words seemed to be deliberately making things difficult. In fact, he was not making things difficult. As a teacher, he always looked down upon those who thought they were good without doing anything.

Over there, Deng Zhigao was a little nervous at Old Man Zhu's words, but Zhou Yu smiled gently, "It should be about the same."

Old Man Zhu was completely angry this time, but he still maintained his composure, "Okay, if you think it's almost done, then you can do it and I'll wait until you're ready before leaving."

Zhou Yu's eyes lit up: "Then I won't be polite!"

After she said this, she didn't leave any chance for Old Man Zhu to regret, so she rolled up her sleeves and got started.

How great is it to get a chance to work overtime with Master?She originally planned to come in and do it earlier and then give it to the master for acceptance!

It wasn't that she was lazy and didn't do it just now, but that Zhou Yu felt that it would be easy to miss a lot of things if she did it step by step.

And the steps are not all important. She has already mastered many of the steps, so it is more important for her to understand the principles and proportions.

Old man Zhu couldn't help but snorted coldly. He thought this woman was good-looking, but she was a little too arrogant. Her face weighed at least three pounds!

Deng Zhigao didn't underestimate Zhou Yu's thoughts, but he was also worried.

This old man Zhu doesn't give any face when he scolds people. He is afraid that the boss will be scolded if he doesn't do it well for the first time.

Zhang Yuzhen and Chen Yuanyuan, who were resting behind, also came over. Several people gathered behind Zhou Yu and watched Zhou Yu do it.

Zhou Yu put her notebook in front of her, and occasionally looked up if she couldn't remember something. Because most of the content was in her mind, her hands and feet were faster.

Old Man Zhu couldn't help but hum: "Slow work will produce fine work, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Zhou Yu seemed not to hear and continued to follow her own rhythm.

Old man Zhu looked around and felt that it was exactly what she said, almost the same.

After only being surprised for a moment, Old Man Zhu felt that it was no surprise again.

There are many people with good memories, and there are always omissions. He doesn't believe that she can restore them one by one.

There are indeed some aspects of Zhou Yu that cannot be compared with one another. For example, she is not good at making pasta, and her buns are not pretty enough, and they are round at best.

Old man Zhu couldn't help laughing when he saw the buns made by Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu didn't care. When the time was enough, he put the buns into the steamer.

Just in time, the shrimp dumplings were ready, and Zhou Yu took them out.

Old man Zhu tilted his head and glanced at Zhou Yu's buns. This time he shook his head not in his heart, but on his face.

No, this woman is really not good!