August 1st, Army Day.

The school is closed for one day to celebrate the festival.

The troops were ready early in the morning, with lights and ribbons hung everywhere, red ribbons tied around the place, and music playing on the radio, all very inspiring red songs.

Qi Sisi has no study assignment today.

Old man Liu is in charge of the meals in the cafeteria. Today is a holiday, so he has to cook something special.

The most important activity was that everyone gathered in the cafeteria and made dumplings with the military families.

You can imagine how lively the scene will be.

Old man Liu specifically told her to go with him and help him.

Qi Sisi guessed that this was to give herself a chance to make a formal appearance.

Although few people in the army knew that she was an apprentice of Old Man Liu to learn cooking, some people only knew the name but had never seen her, and even after seeing her, they were unable to associate her with the person.

Qi Sisi naturally said nothing, because becoming a disciple included the obligation to help the master with work, and what's more, Old Man Liu did all this for her.

When she got up, Zhao Xingyu was already at home. Their team had a performance today, and Zhao Xingyu, as the team leader, was naturally in charge of the whole process.

Qi Sisi asked him privately, but the man said he was keeping it a secret and refused to tell her, saying that she would know the answer by watching the show.

Qi Sisi really wanted to curse at that time. If you watch the show, you will know. The key is that she wanted to use their relationship to know something in advance.

Failed to succeed, Xiaoqi Sisi went to sleep with a feeling of defeat last night.

Today she wants to see what show their team is preparing!

When I went to deliver food yesterday, I seemed to see Black Cat and his friends fighting each other. Was it some kind of martial arts performance?

Qi Sisi pondered secretly.

After washing up, he ate the steamed buns and soy milk on the table and went out.

Go to the cafeteria.

Say hello to the master first.

Old man Liu seemed quite leisurely at the moment, sitting on a reclining chair in the backyard, slumped and relaxed, looking quite content.

"Master? Are you being lazy?"

Qi Sisi said with interest.

In fact, she learned from the people in the kitchen that the master had been busy for more than an hour and had just taken a break.

I didn't expect to be bumped into by her.

Old man Liu was not annoyed and asked back, "Why, do you want to be lazy too?"

Qi Sisi shook her head and said with a smile: "How can that be possible? I am young and it is time for me to hone my skills."

Hey, you're lying.

You deserve it.

Maybe this is called a white lie.

Who wants to sit if they can lie down? ! Who wants to stand if they can sit? !

Old man Liu hummed, looking pleased.

"That's right. If you work hard at a young age, how will you live when you're old?"

"Like your master, I worked hard for decades, but now I can finally relax. If you study hard, you will be able to do it in the future!"

Qi Sisi nodded.

I didn't say what I really thought.

If you seek to enjoy yourself at a young age, enjoy life, enjoy love, enjoy food, enjoy yourself, then when you are old - you will find that you have basically no regrets.

The purpose of her efforts was to be able to lie down.

Decades of hard work or something like that sounds scary.

How many years are there in a lifetime!

Old man Liu took a break, and when he felt his old bones relaxed, he got up and rearranged things, calling Qi Sisi to help knead the dough together.

"Master, I can!"

Qi Sisi stared at the bowl of flour for a long time, and finally confessed the truth.

"Um?"

Old man Liu turned his head in disbelief.

"Do you know how to knead dough?"

"Um......"

Qi Sisi nodded awkwardly.

You didn’t expect that!

It seems reasonable that she, a southerner, knows how to knead dough!

Before she got married, she had never cooked at home. The few times she cooked, she only used dried noodles and instant noodles, and hardly any flour was used.

In her previous life, after getting married, Han's mother and son didn't dare to call her at first, and it was Han's mother who cooked. It was not until she felt that she was able to have children that she started to help her with work.

Qi Sisi didn't need to make dough for food, and with the opening of the market, it was very convenient to buy dumpling wrappers and fresh noodles. It only cost a small amount of money, which was very convenient for Qi Sisi who was short of money.

So Qi Sisi really hasn't unlocked the skill of "kneading dough".

Old Liu glared at her with a look of anger and said, "Watch my moves and learn from them!"

"oh."

Qi Sisi agreed obediently.

By the time the chef completed the task, Qi Sisi, under the patient teaching of her master, had managed to master the art.

Hold back your sigh of relief.

The feeling of the flour sticking to my hands is very strange.

It's like hearing the sound of fingernails scratching a blackboard, making you feel comfortable all over.

As soon as it was over, Qi Sisi was eager to wash her hands.

Old man Liu watched for a while and began to arrange the next matters.

To make dumplings, the dough is doughy, and then the fillings are added.

The cook and the butcher in the back kitchen began to chop the pork.

"Do you want me to arrange one for you as well?"

Just after washing his hands, someone came over and Old Man Liu made a suggestion.

Qi Sisi looked around and found that all the sticky plates in the back kitchen were occupied, except for the one in the master's hand.

"Master, let's take turns. This way, Xiang can have some time to rest."

Qi Sisi was grinning.

She was capable of chopping meat sometimes, but today was a big task. The canteen had to provide meals for more than a thousand people, so she had to chop all the meat.

"You're smart!"

Old man Liu glanced at her and said nothing, then started chopping the meat first.

Qi Sisi just stood aside and watched.

Don't think it's just chopping meat, there is a lot of knowledge involved.

The technique, degree and rhythm of chopping meat.

These are all important.

First, cut the large piece of pork into palm-sized pieces, then cut it into slices. Then add the fatty pork that has been sliced ​​in the same way and start chopping it.

In the back kitchen, there are beautiful notes of sticky boards and kitchen knives colliding.

Everyone's knife has a different rhythm.

This has to do with each person's physique, temperament, and emotions.

For example, old man Liu's knife was very steady. He even picked up two knives and chopped with both hands at the same time without any disorder in the rhythm.

His breathing was steady, not panting at all, and seemed to be completely effortless.

Qi Sisi was greatly surprised and couldn't help wondering what kind of magic those two knives had.

Until old man Liu stopped and handed the knife to her.

After holding it in her hand, Qi Sisi had only one feeling: it was so heavy!

Because she prefers long, thin chef's knives and is used to the light feel of a knife, it's inevitable that she'll need some time to get used to holding one.

Qi Sisi was extremely restrained, imitating her master's style and cutting the meat in an orderly manner.

After all, it was a familiar knife, so the movements were much slower.

Slowly.

Old man Liu frowned, said nothing, and just looked at her hand approvingly.