Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub - Chapter 110

Qin Ke lay down on the bed, and Duan Congzhi asked him, “Who was it just now.”

“Mr. Lin.”

This is really unfortunate. Duan Congzhi looked at him for a while, felt a little sorry for his father, and asked with a guilty conscience: “Does he know?”

“Just learned.”

Duan Congzhi nodded and lay down on his side with his back to Qin Ke. In fact, he was more worried about Duan’s father and Duan’s mother than Lin Zhihe. His two biological fathers knew how he came, and knew that he was not like others. The same, but Duan’s father and Duan’s mother are different, especially Duan’s father, he seems to know nothing.

Qin Ke hugged him behind him: “I am.”

Before Qin Ke said that he proposed marriage, it was not a joke, but the little Shishu obviously meant to notify Duan Congzhi’s adoptive parents. They have passed most of their lives in general and are very open-minded towards Duan Congzhi, but they are also very traditional in some aspects.

They don’t interfere with Duan Congzhi’s search for a partner, but after finding a partner, they must follow the process. The parents of both parties sit down and gather together to discuss the children’s affairs, and then set the wedding date.

The third generation is not high, and it is not good for them. Qin Ke always informs the old man when he goes to see them.

Lin Zhihe really asked someone to give Qin Ke a recipe. This recipe is quite special. It is a scanned notebook page, all handwritten, illustrations are also drawn, there are many failure experiences and insights, and some other records, which look more like a diary copy of the recipe .

“I thought everything could be calculated, but Ayun’s taste is not. He clearly liked to eat sour yesterday, and today he likes spicy food. He can’t bear to disappoint me, but his expression has long been felt by me. I know it’s not because of Ayun. Maybe it’s because the baby’s tastes change. Today’s eight major cuisines have learned one of the signature dishes, and the records are as follows…”

“Today is Boss Qin’s birthday, and it’s not easy for him. He has lived for most of his life, and his two sons have died. It can be seen that the reincarnation of cause and effect can still be believed. When he is three years old, his grandson may not be so big. My son can take a look. I used to say that I want to marry him, but now my in-laws can’t do it. The Qin’s cook is good at pastry, and I can dig if there is a chance.”

“I heard that the baby is very likely to inherit the talents of both parents. I hope that he will inherit my talents in mathematics. In the future, father and son can solve problems together and publish papers jointly. If I work until the age of 60, the baby can live comfortably. By the age of thirty-two, staying for two years is enough for him to get started with the company, then he will also have a free life for 30 years. Today I learned a pastry, the record is as follows…”

“Today I asked Ayun to change his name. He refused. After being together for so long, he was still the same as others. He only called my husband. I asked him if he knew what his husband had other meanings. Everyone called me Lin. Sir, I just want to be his own husband.”

“Today I took Ayun to ask for peace and blessings. I don’t believe in Buddha, so I donated money for sesame oil. I hope that the Buddha will pay attention to the money and bless them, father and son. The fast food in the temple is well done, and it fits Ayun’s Taste, I asked the chef for two recipes, which are recorded as follows…”

“Ayun has passed the first three months, and his appetite is getting better in the past two days, and he seems to be fat. He will definitely ask me, so I thought about three sets of excuses to comfort him, but he didn’t even ask.”

“I already have some accomplishments in cooking. I learned a hard dish today and I succeeded once. The record is as follows…”

“Today I chose a lot of words for the baby. Ayun said Cong is the best, but I think I will choose a few more and let the baby catch it by himself in the future.”

“The tails that should be broken in China are already broken, and there is some trouble outside. Today I threw the bait. This is probably the best opportunity. If this time succeeds, the baby will be able to grow up in a clean forest in the future.”

The diary was here, and perhaps it was Lin Zhihe who had an accident afterwards, but this diary should have not been in Lin Hong’s hands, otherwise Duan Yun and Duan Congzhi would not be able to find them by chance.

Of course, Lin Zhihe was not bored to share his original cooking experience with Qin Ke. The thought of making Qin Ke also cook for his precious son was almost written on paper.

He could have only sent the recipes and scanned the diary in. It was definitely not for Qin Ke to see, it was for Duan Congzhi.

But Qin Ke didn’t give it to him right away. In his 28 years of life, San Ye entered the kitchen for the first time. Strictly speaking, the first time he entered the kitchen of Qin’s family, he did not cook at Lanting. I’ve been there.

The Qin’s kitchen is like the back kitchen of a hotel, except that it’s quieter and doesn’t have that kind of hot atmosphere.

Many chefs are on standby at any time. When they do not need to cook, they can use the ingredients at will without affecting the owner’s home. No matter whether they cook for themselves or research new dishes, no one will say anything.

When Qin Ke entered, even Uncle Ying didn’t know what San Ye wanted to do. His first reaction was that Qin Ke went to the kitchen to inspect. After all, Duan Congzhi was in a special situation now, and San Ye suddenly wanted to see the kitchen at home. It makes sense.

No one thought that Qin Ke came in to learn how to cook.

He took the scanned recipes that Lin Zhihe gave him and asked the chef to show it to him. Lin Zhihe was a mathematics student and had studied abroad. The recipes he wrote were “3g salt and 7ml cooking wine”. What happened was Chinese food, and the chef got a headache when he saw it. How could anyone do this?

In the end he just found a kitchen scale and measured it and made a dish. Qin Ke tasted it first, but it was not amazing. The seasonings on the top were all ordinary, which could not compare with the various “secret sauces” at the bottom of the chef’s pressure box. ?

But in order to get the diary, Qin Ke spent a few days cooking all the dishes on it. It was not until Duan Congzhi was free to take out the legal video that he finally took out the diary.

Duan Congzhi’s appetite has improved a little bit recently, but in fact it hasn’t reached the level of “increased appetite”. At most, it is almost the same as before, or because he did not eat well some time ago, he eats more with a bit of revenge.

After eating for two days, I didn’t find it interesting, and became the earliest lazy and unloving one.

He was a little surprised when he saw a few home-cooked dishes on the table. He usually eats at home, but all the chefs at home are at the level of a five-star hotel chef. You can see the difference.

Today, it was like a few home-cooked dishes strayed into the royal banquet on the table today. This arrangement is not as particular as his father.

But it is not ruled out that it is the pursuit of this casual and homely style. Duan Congzhi didn’t say anything. He picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and then found that the appearance of this dish was quite worthy of its taste.

It’s unpretentious from the inside out.

He glanced at Qin Ke, there was a question in his eyes, but he didn’t say anything. He tasted another dish. He tasted all these dishes that didn’t seem to match the plate, and confirmed that they were really mediocre. Strange home cooking.

“Is there a new chef in the house?”

Duan Congzhi raised his head and asked Uncle Ying. Originally, they didn’t accompany Uncle Ying for dinner, but recently he insisted on accompanying him. Duan Congzhi agreed with him that he would eat first before coming over.

Uncle Ying glanced at San Ye, did not answer directly, but asked him, “Does Young Master like it?”

Duan Congzhi saw something different from his glance, and gradually had a bold idea, raised his eyebrows and smiled: “It’s okay.”

In fact, this level is much better than him, but I can’t say too much, I have to leave Sanye some room for improvement.

I don’t know if it is a psychological effect. When he eats it again, he really feels that the taste is okay.

Originally, Duan Congzhi didn’t have to eat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea. When he was young, Duan’s father worshipped his master and worked in restaurants for several years, and then opened a small restaurant by himself. His cooking skills are better than ordinary people, Duan Cong. He grew up eating such a meal.

Now that I eat Qin Ke’s cooking, I can still find such a familiar feeling.

After eating, Duan Congzhi asked Qin Ke if he had anything to say to him, and Qin Ke gave him the scanned diary that Lin Zhihe had sent.

Duan Congzhi originally thought he was going to explain what he was going to cook today, but he didn’t expect him to take out the recipe directly.

He opened the handwritten recipe and teased: “Which chef San Ye has worshipped?”

Qin Ke said, “Your father gave it to me.”

This time he did not talk about Mr. Lin, but about your father.

Duan Congzhi soon knew that this was not just a recipe, but also his dad’s diary.

Seeing the word “baby”, Duan Congzhi was still a little bit ashamed and embarrassed, even though he knew that Lin Zhihe was referring to him who had not yet been born.

He thought of an older sister who recently added to the crew to perform these low-cost dramas all year round and treats actors as a profession that clocks in to work. She has two children in her family, one is in elementary school and the other is still in kindergarten. She is often in the circle of friends. Lifa shared the daily life of the two children, and kindly called them “big treasure” and “two treasures”.

He did not expect that he would be a baby when he was not born, nor did he expect that his father’s life plan for him was to be a freely developing salted fish in the first thirty years.

Duan Congzhi realized that if he didn’t count the extra branch line in his life, his life so far was very happy, but looking at this diary, he couldn’t help thinking that without Lin Hong, his life would be how?

Will he really solve problems and publish papers with his father? Will he still know Qin Ke? Or know it earlier?

Duan Congzhi himself was looking forward to a life, and he could fully understand Lin Zhihe’s mood when he wrote his diary. He brought him in and entangled for a moment: “Will you be unhappy if you know that I call him Zaozai in the future?”

“will not.”

At most, it is as embarrassing as Duan Congzhi.

“Then what do you think of the name of the cub?”

Of course Qin Ke thought about it, but this is not something that can be decided for a while. First of all, starting with the surname, Zai Zai’s surname is yet to be determined.

“No.”

Duan Congzhi actually didn’t think about it himself, he found a reason: “It doesn’t matter that there is still a long time.”

Xiao Shishu explained to him what his name means, and now I know that this was decided before he was born.

Duan Congzhi couldn’t help but read that scant diary that was not too thick: “Did he send it to you?”

“Ok.”

Duan Congzhi watched it over and over many times, and finally said: “I forgive him.”

Intellectually Duan Congzhi always knew that this was not Lin Zhihe’s fault, but his feelings were somewhat grudged. Now he believes that Duan Yun and Lin Zhihe really fell in love back then.

Although he has missed twenty years, at least, at the beginning of his life, he was expected.

The author has something to say: qk: others have it, and Zhizhi must have it

Father Lin: I cooked for my wife

Thanks to the little angel who chased the article, hold it up and lift it up~