An eight-year-old kid cooks rice to feed a group of college students

Facing Dai Yuan's complicated eyes, Su Can was inexplicably confused: "What's wrong?"

He swallowed: "You..."

He hesitated and struggled: "You are still young and don't understand many things, but I don't want to hide it from you."

"Based on the fragrance I smelled that day, I can tell that your cooking skills must be very good.

"If you create your own account, you can definitely make a lot of money."

Moreover, both of his parents died when he was young in "May 87", and his future life was not guaranteed.

But now he actually said that all the income from the account will be given to Grandpa Ji.

.......

Su Can smiled slightly, Dai Yuan was indeed a conscientious person, at least he didn't cheat him on this kind of thing.

He also agreed to cooperate with him because of his caring nature.

"I know what you mean. Of course, this account will only be updated until enough medical expenses are earned, and then the subsequent filming will be stopped directly. The account will not continue to operate."

He does good deeds, but they won't last forever.

Dai Yuan nodded: "I will definitely not let you down, and I will not let down Grandpa Ji and Grandma."

Arrive at the hospital.

It happened that the nurse was urging me.

"Old man, we don't want to rush you, but you really owe too much. If you don't pay, you will be forced to leave your bed tonight."

Grandpa Ji's body was pitifully thin, he was helpless and pitiful.

Dai Yuan walked over immediately: "Where is the payment office? Please take me there.

When Grandpa Ji saw him coming, hope immediately rose in his eyes.

But soon, he shook his head again: "I don't want you to add any more money, Mr. Dai, thank you very much."

"Grandpa Ji, your account has made some money."

Upon hearing this, he hesitated to stop him.

Dai Yuan came back soon and introduced to Grandpa Ji: "These are two friends of mine. After hearing your story, they are willing to help you."

Hope rose in Grandpa Ji's eyes, and he kept bowing to thank Su Can and Chen Feng.

Su Can held his hand: "Grandpa, I heard that you were also a chef before?"

"I'm quite interested in this aspect, how about you show us your skills?"

Ji Guohua grew up in the Sichuan area and is very good at cooking Sichuan cuisine. He didn't refuse and agreed immediately.

But he was thinking about Wang Cuifang and didn't know what to do...

"Grandpa, don't worry, I have already hired a caregiver.

He felt relieved when he saw an older nurse come in and take good care of Wang Cuifang and his hands and feet were deft.

After getting in the car, he recalled what happened when he was young, and a smile appeared on his face.

"At that time, cooking was a popular job, and many people's skills were not known to outsiders. You had to spend money to learn."

“I learned my Sichuan cuisine from an old master, and I can guarantee that it is absolutely authentic.

“When many people mention Sichuan food, their first impression is that it’s spicy, but that’s not the case.”

"The seasonings of Sichuan cuisine are complex and diverse, definitely not just simple chili peppers, and Sichuan cuisine is suitable for stir-fry, stir-fry 5.6, dry roasting, and dry stir-fry."

"My cultural level is not very high. I don't know how to describe it. I will show you my skills in person later and you will know."

When Grandpa Ji mentioned what he was good at, his whole face glowed.

Su Can listened with great interest.

After arriving at Su Can's house, Grandpa Ji was a little cautious: "This..."

"Grandpa Ji, just treat this place as your own home and build it boldly.