Chapter 32 We Are a Family
Ye Shuyi turned around and saw that it was Butler Xue.
Let them talk about it.
Ye Shuyi made way.
When Butler Xue saw Ms. Fang, his expression changed drastically: "...Madam?!"
"Butler Xue!" Ms. Fang was also shocked.
They know each other.
The atmosphere became awkward.
"Haha, Madam, you come here to eat too!" Butler Xue forced a smile.
"Did you reserve the lunch box?" asked Mrs. Fang.
"No, it's the young master." said the butler.
"Oh, I took it."
After she finished speaking, she snatched the lunch box from Ye Shuyi's hand.
"Hey! Madam, this is the young master's food. You can't... you can't take it away, otherwise the young master will have nothing to eat." The housekeeper said anxiously.
Oh, my picky eater son can actually eat now?
Such a delicious meal, but he didn't share it with her, so she found out so late.
"Then I'll eat with him." Mrs. Fang turned around and asked, "Is this meal enough for two people?"
Ye Shuyi said enough.
As she listened to their conversation, she couldn't help but wonder, Madam? Could she be Chen Nanfeng's mother?
pretty close.
But she is so well maintained that she doesn't look like a woman with a 26-year-old son.
Mrs. Fang got into the car with her lunch box in hand and stuck her head out the window and said, "Butler Xue, please pay for me and get in the car quickly!"
Butler: “Oh oh!”
He pulled out a thousand-dollar Hong Kong dollar note from his leather wallet. "Here, no need to change if there's more."
After handing it to Ye Shuyi, he hurriedly got into the car.
Ye Shuyi thought that Chen Nanfeng’s mother was quite pretty, and the mother and son had very similar personalities.
They are all foodies.
They all like to win people over with money.
Ye Shuyi put the money away carefully.
"Sister Shuyi, do you know them?" Huangmao Li Kaile asked from the side.
His eyes had been fixed on the Porsche.
That was a luxury car, worth hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars at the time.
Ordinary people may not be able to afford it for most of their lives.
"A regular customer." Ye Shuyi said.
"Oh, then will they come often?" he continued to ask.
"Well, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I was just curious about the life of rich people. I didn't expect that they all came to Ye Ji to eat. But this department is a reflection of Sister Shu Yi's strength." Li Kaile flattered.
"Well, if you have nothing to do, go do something."
“How generous!”
In the evening, Ye Shuyi did not cook again and went home early.
Zhizhi has finished school. He put down his schoolbag and started studying seriously.
"Zhizhi, do you want me to pack some food for you?" Ye Shuyi picked up a foam lunch box and waved it in front of her.
"It's curry fish balls!" Zhizhi said happily.
"You guessed it right, here you go!" This is the takeaway from the store.
Usually Ye Shuyi comes home very late and Zhizhi is already asleep.
She is very well behaved and can be independent in the fourth grade. After eating in the school cafeteria, she takes a shower, studies and goes to bed.
Ye Zhizhi took it, opened it impatiently, and looked at it with wide eyes.
The curry fish balls were golden in color, covered in rich spicy and sour curry sauce, and packed in a takeaway box, exuding a light milky aroma and slightly sweet and spicy curry flavor.
"The bamboo sticks are here, here." Ye Shuyi took out thin bamboo sticks, also called barbecue sticks, from a transparent plastic bag.
Many fish balls sold outside are skewered on bamboo sticks.
When you eat a fish ball from Zhizhicha, it is slightly spicy at first, then has a slightly sweet curry flavor, and finally the fish ball is made of fish meat, which is chewy and elastic, and contains the taste of pure fish meat and a light milky aroma.
The fish balls are fibrous and loose inside, but not too soft. In short, they have a moderate texture and are very tempting.
Zhizhi ate one, then looked up and asked, "Sister, do you want to eat?"
Ye Shuyi felt warm in her heart. Zhizhi would take care of people!
"No need, you can eat now!" Ye Shuyi touched her head and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
She had just packed up and was about to go into the room when Ye Junhui came back.
"Shuyi, your boyfriend is looking for you today. He wants to pick you up." he said.
"Huh?" Ye Shuyi was surprised. "I don't have a boyfriend!"
"Of course not. He picked you up the last two nights. The last time, we didn't meet a bad guy, he even picked you up..." Ye Junhui listed them one by one, "I even saw him come to Ye's to look for you..."
"You cook for him every day, which is very thoughtful!" Ye Junhui said.
Ye Shuyi felt overwhelmed after hearing this.
It turns out that my dad always thought Chen Nanfeng was his boyfriend!
She explained, "No, he's my boss and he paid me to cook. As for the last time he brought me home, I don't remember it anymore. It was a complete accident."
"Oh, then why does he look for you every day to take us home?" Ye Junhui was suspicious.
"I don't know either. Maybe he has nothing to do." This was the only explanation Ye Shuyi could think of.
I dare not think about the rest.
"Huh? Who has so much time to do these things? In my opinion, he is just worried about your safety and deliberately protects you." Ye Junhui said.
"Dad, stop guessing, it's not true..."
"Just wait and see. My daughter is so outstanding and beautiful, it's normal for someone to pursue her." Ye Junhui said.
Forget it, Ye Shuyi didn’t want to explain any further, said she wanted to sleep, and went back to her room.
The next morning, Chen Nanfeng came to Ye Ji for breakfast in person.
"What's for breakfast today?" He found a seat near the back and sat down, stretching.
Ye Shuyi poured him a glass of water.
"Why come in person? Pineapple buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and boat porridge." She replied.
It’s only half past six, and Ye Junhui goes to buy today’s vegetables.
Chen Nanfeng drank some warm water to moisten his throat and said, "It's my mom. When she found out I had booked Ye's restaurant yesterday, she said she would dine with me from now on."
“Isn’t that good?”
"No, I just want to eat alone." There is always a lot of food in the lunch box.
Actually, it’s enough for two people.
But he always finished all the food by himself. Several times, he ate too much and had to take stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets to relieve the bloating.
He was reluctant to share something so delicious.
Maybe I'm used to being hungry.
"I'll just do more in the future. You're paying me so much anyway, it won't be a problem." Ye Shuyi tied on an apron.
She was going to the kitchen, waiting for Chen Nanfeng's consent so that she could make an extra portion.
"Let me ask again. She doesn't need three meals a day. And since we agreed on the price, how can we change it at will? Let her pay more." Chen Nanfeng said.
Ye Shuyi said "Oh" and thought that the mother and son were really interesting.
It seems familiar, yet unfamiliar. Weird.
The pineapple bun is small, but the steps are quite complicated.
Mix the water and flour, heat over low heat until it reaches a certain temperature where gelatinization will occur, and then refrigerate for one hour.
Ye Shuyi has already refrigerated it.
She was about to make you-zhaogui (fried dough sticks), also known as fried dough sticks. First, she kneaded the dough into a smooth paste. Then, it was fermented, shaped, cut into strips, pressed, and finally deep-fried. Every step was meticulous.
The oil pan sizzled with crackling sounds. Ye Shuyi calmly placed the pressed dough sticks in. A chemical reaction seemed to occur. The heat from the pan was sufficient to inflate the dough sticks, emitting the aroma of oil and the taste of frying.
The strips turned golden yellow.
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