Chapter 34: Poison

When Lu Xiao said the phrase "It represents an incomparable mind," Yin Feng's originally mild face suddenly became cold, as if Lu Xiao said something that made him very annoying.
Ren Zhuyuan was eating ribs happily, and suddenly hesitated when he heard this sentence. Not because of Yin Feng's face, but because this dish is indeed his favorite, even if he has eaten all kinds of braised pork ribs in the last life, it is sweet, salty and spicy. Having tasted it all, he still loves this dish and will not get tired of eating it every day.
Because of this, Ning Xun once boasted Haikou in front of him, saying that even if he burned the kitchen, chopped his fingers, anyway, he would have to make this dish refined so that his lover can eat it every day. His loving ribs.
However, Professor Ning drowned himself in Haikou. He burned half of the kitchen and cut three fingers. In short, he really practiced for a year. In the end, he did not make a perfect braised pork ribs. At most, it was cooked and edible. This is also Professor Ning The only dish I can get. Ren Zhu thought of this, and felt quite embarrassed to look back. He was a taster of all the ribs that year, and all kinds of strange tastes ... Hurry up and eat another rib to be astonished.
But when he wanted to eat again, the plate of ribs in front of him was taken away by Yin Feng who had removed the tape. Ren Zhu raised her head and saw Yin Feng's unpleasant face. "Hey ... I haven't finished it yet,"
Yin Feng's mood is obviously not very good: "You have eaten braised pork ribs for five days, and eating too much oil is not good for your health. I will make a plate of tomato scrambled eggs for you."
Ren Zhu suddenly felt depressed. Compared to tomato scrambled eggs, I still prefer braised pork ribs, and I do n’t feel tired every day. Why not let him eat if he is not fat? Teacher Ren swaggered, thought of that "unparalleled mind," and then remained silent without speaking.
At this time, there seemed to be a strange and delicate atmosphere spreading between Ren Zhu and Yin Feng, and it would be embarrassing to see it. Lu Ming, who saw that his brother had made up his mind to be a lot more energetic, was so happy. Incredibly, he only paid attention to his brother, so he did n’t realize that the topic was not right, so he asked very simply, "Incomparable mind? God, Teacher Yin, this sounds like something in particular. A sentimental confession! To whom did you prepare this dish? If all the teachers and female classmates in our school heard it, we might kill that person collectively, right? "
For the first time, Lu Xiao felt that his brother was so indifferent that he didn't see his performance at all! Still on the rush to find me! Lu Xiao was anxious, but Lu Ming was stung.
Chef Yin and the teacher directly taunted and let go of the kitchen knife in his hand. His action was particularly stern. "You come to cook. I want to eat white-burning shrimp, pine nut corn, and mapo tofu. If you ca n’t do it within an hour, You can retake the exam next month. "
Lu Ming's eyes widened instantly. He couldn't believe that the star teacher, who was so fair in the eyes of the school's teachers and students, would have made such a public grudge, but he couldn't doubt whether it was a joke, what if it wasn't? Thinking that he will maintain the first three grades this semester, Lu Ming feels that his life is actually quite sad.
So Luming went to cook and cook bitterly. Although his mood still fluctuated, he was worried that his younger brother Lu Xiao looked at Yin Feng and Ren Zhu, although he wanted to talk to Ren Zhu and show him something. Thanks for himself, but in this case, he still watched his younger brother cooking first. In case he could n’t be beaten for a while, his brother, who is also a cook ’s family, would be ashamed to death.
At this time, Ren Zhu and Yin Feng were both sitting on a small sofa newly bought by the Lu Xiao family. On the coffee table in front of the two of them, there was a fragrant plate of braised pork ribs. Unfortunately, neither of them spoke.
Ren Zhu looked at the ribs and wondered why Yin Feng had been making this dish. There is a growing suspicion in his mind these days. Perhaps this plate of ribs can be an evidence or an answer. Tangled and nagging. His appearance in Yin Feng's eyes looked like a poor man who wanted to eat but couldn't. Yin Feng felt strange at this time. He felt that he should be happy, but he was angry. He had an idea, but he thought it was ridiculous.
The two were silent in this way until Ren Zhu sighed with an inaudible smell.
This sigh was like a heavy hammer hitting Yin Feng's heart, shocked him, and he could no longer be silent.
"... I started cooking at ten."
Ren Zhu turned his head and didn't quite understand what he meant.
"From the beginning, I always cut the vegetables, fry the stir-fried dishes, I have had all kinds of accidents with awkward chefs, and the most serious one was when I was eighteen years old. Working part-time in a Chinese restaurant, their stove was not put well, and almost made me burst. "Yin Feng shook his head slightly and seemed to think of the picture at the time:" I almost disfigured, if I disfigured, you go back You can't see me so handsome. "
As soon as Ren Zhu's mouth pumped, the iceberg could not see such a narcissistic side.
Yin Feng shook his lips slightly: "I'm telling the truth, don't think I'm narcissistic. Anyway, what I want to tell you is that my cooking path is not as smooth as people think, and there are many dangers in the middle. And when I want to give up. You may not believe it, in fact, I do n’t really like cooking. "
Ren Zhuyangmei: "For the youngest star chef, this is really surprising."
Yin Feng smiled, "I just ... always dream."
"dream?"
"Yes, I have been dreaming since I was ten years old." Yin Feng thought, "I don't remember what the original dream was. But I only know that in the dream, I want to do it very strongly. It ’s delicious. So most of the time, these dreams are when I ’m cooking, but the frustrating thing is that I ’m like a kitchen killer. No matter how hard I try, the cooked food is hard to eat.

Ren Zhu's eyes widened slightly.
"After having such dreams for more than a dozen times in a row, I felt very unconvinced and unhappy in my heart. I think I'm very smart, isn't it just cooking? Why can't I learn so stupidly in a dream? So when I was ten, I secretly picked up the spatula and started cooking for the first time. Guess what?
Yin Feng looked at Ren Zhu, and Ren Zhu paused. "... Are you going to pan?"
Yin Feng raised her eyebrows: "Do n’t be kidding, how can a genius like me be a wok? I have dreamed so many times, and nine or ten times are a wok, so I take special care of this, so I do n’t have a wok Well, it's just that they are not cooked and the seasoning is misplaced. "
"puff."
"This is much better than me in the dream." Chef Yin sighed: "Then I felt that I was very talented in cooking, and I started to learn. Anyway, the enthusiasm was ignited in the beginning. Then By the year I was eighteen years old, this was the year I told you to almost blow up my face. I suddenly felt very strange. I couldn't help thinking at that time, was it because of a Dream, have I been on the road to being a chef ever since? I feel like I've been enchanted for the eight years from ten to eighteen. Is it necessary to fight like this? At that time, I was already a little famous reserve Chef. "
"I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't think I really liked it. It can be done now. So I decided to switch to other subjects, such as psychology, etc. I find it very interesting."
Ren Zhu opened his mouth and said for a long time, "... If you change careers, you should become a very powerful psychologist."
Yin Feng laughed: "I think so, but in fact, psychologists are also very tired. I think in my next life, it would be good to be a rich second generation who eats and waits for death. That kind of. It's easier. "
Ren Zhu took a hard corner of his mouth and made a very sincere suggestion on his face: "I don't think that even the second-generation rich people need to be embarrassed. It is better to be temperate."
Yin Feng snorted: "Anyway, I was going to change my career. But that night I dreamed again."
Speaking of this, Yin Feng's voice sank, and suddenly she felt a bit of gritting teeth: "I dreamed of someone."
With a jump in Ren Zhu's heart, he didn't even realize that his voice was a bit dry: "What kind of person is it?"
Yin Feng hehe: "How do I know what kind of person? Anyway, he is very picky, awkward, always unreasonable in some inexplicable place, it is an ugly and unkind character."
Ren Zhu: "..."
"I can't see his face. All I know is that he is a tall man, and his voice is also very nice. Well, it sounds a bit like your voice. But there was one more him in my dream that night, and I saw that I put I gave him the cooked food, and then he started to pick up on my cooking. "Yin Feng's face was extremely dark:" Not here, not good there, more salt, more sugar, There is more soy sauce! The heat is not enough, the heat is getting old! He is always picking faults, he never said that I did well! "
Ren Zhu: "..."
"So, after that night, I have a love for cooking again." Yin Feng smiled coldly, "I have to let him stare at me without a word."
Ren Zhu: "... Is this why you have been the youngest star chef ever?"
Chef Yin didn't speak, but the expression on her face had it all.
Ren Zhu's face was very complicated and compassionately authentic: "You're going to be a rich second generation in the next life." This life has really hurt you.
Yin Feng snorted, and after a while he eased his face and shook his head: "In fact, it is not so much. Without him, I think, I might not have achieved what I am today. And ..."
"and?"
"... It's okay, his favorite is braised pork ribs." Yin Feng seemed to want to say something, and then changed his mouth.
Ren Zhu suddenly understood: "So you hate and love the braised pork ribs?"
Yin Feng looked at Ren Zhu and suddenly asked, "Do you like to eat braised pork ribs?"
Ren Zhuxiao: "Yeah, I like it very much. I don't get tired of eating it every day. Besides, I have eaten so many braised pork ribs. My favorite is the one in front of me."
Yin Feng suddenly paused, his eyes staring at Ren Zhu, looking at the charming, gentle smile on this man's face, and suddenly wanted to get away and escape. He obviously couldn't see that person. He had searched frantically but had determined that it was just an adventure in a dream. It would never be true. But now he was not so sure anymore. The person in front of him gradually coincided with that person, saying exactly the same thing.
Yin Feng covered her heart and felt once again that he had the joy, excitement, and sadness in his heart.
The first time I felt this, it was the moment I saw him in the hospital.
"What's wrong with you?" Ren Zhu looked at Yin Feng, who was suddenly inexplicable, a little puzzled. The answer Yin Yin gave him was a little overwhelmed.
"I think I might like you. Although I didn't like you very much before."
Ren Zhu said aloud, if it was someone else, maybe he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but Ren Zhu smiled clearly, if you look carefully, you can see that there is a little bit of nostalgia in his smile. "Ah, neither do I. I think I like you too, although I didn't like you before."
Slap.
Just when the atmosphere was wonderful, a weird voice suddenly sounded. Ren Zhu and Yin Feng turned their heads together, and saw the deer screaming on the roaring chicken while holding a plate of vegetables.