Urban Medical God’s Crazy Son-in-law

The Chinese chef sent by the hotel has arrived.

His name is Mu Jiahua, a young man in his twenties.

He has an ordinary appearance and a slightly chubby figure, but his face has wrinkles and vicissitudes that are inconsistent with his actual age.

He spoke a foreign Hong Kong dialect, had a smile on his face, and his attitude even seemed a bit humble.

"Boss, how about I make two things first and let you try the taste?"

Chen Xin'an nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble Master Mu!"

"Oh, I don't dare take it seriously!" Mu Jiahua bowed quickly, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

There are ready-made ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and all kinds of kitchen utensils are complete.

Mu Jiahua got busy after entering.

He came out soon with a tray.

Two steaming side dishes were placed on the table, with a few pairs of chopsticks and small bowls placed beside them.

Mu Jiahua wore an apron and stood aside. He smiled at Chen Xin'an and said, "Boss, come here and have a try!"

"Okay! Let's go over and try Master Mu's craftsmanship!" Chen Xin'an stood up with a smile and walked to the dining table with everyone.

Luo Xiaoman picked up a pair of chopsticks, looked at the two small plates in front of him and said: "This plate is shrimp, this plate is..."

Mu Jiahua smiled and said: "Gulao meat! I haven't made it for a long time. I wonder if the taste is still there?"

Luo Qianhe smelled it, nodded and said, "It smells very fragrant, and it must taste very good too!"

He picked up a piece of meat with a fork, put it into his mouth and chewed it a few times, and said with a strange expression:

“It tastes different from the Gulao meat I’ve had before…”

Mu Jiahua's face turned a little pale, his expression became unnatural, and he stood aside with an air of fearlessness.

Luo Qianhe swallowed what was in his mouth, nodded and said, "But it's not bad, I like the taste.

Give it a try and see if you can get used to it? "

Everyone also moved their chopsticks. After taking a few bites, they nodded and said, "It's delicious!"

Mu Jiahua looked relieved and asked everyone in a trembling voice: "Boss, can I stay?"

Chen Xin'an nodded and said, "Okay! I will be troublesome for Master Mu these days!"

Mu Jiahua said excitedly: "Great! No trouble, this is my job! I'll go make lunch for everyone now!"

Chen Xin'an looked at the time and said to Mu Jiahua: "You can wait a while, we still have friends who haven't come back!

Master Mu, sit down for a while and let’s chat. It’s not too late to wait until the time is almost up! "

Mu Jiahua nodded and said, "Okay! Then I'll clean up the room!"

Chen Xin'an smiled and said: "This is not your job! Master Mu, don't be nervous and don't be polite.

We are all Chinese, there is no need to be so foreign!

Come, sit here and have a rest.

Master Mu, are you from Hong Kong? "

Mu Jiahua had been pinned down on the sofa by Luo Xiaoman, and he was no longer polite. He shook his head and said, "My ancestral home is Qinhai, Haidong! When I was two years old, my father went to the outer port to seek a living, and there has been no news since.

When I was five years old, my mother took me to the Outer Harbor to look for him, only to find out in the end that he had died a long time ago.

My mother and I couldn't come back, so we simply stayed in the outer port.

In order to live there, my mother found a foreign man who lived in Outer Harbor and obtained the right of residence in Outer Harbor.

I have lived in Outer Harbor for fifteen years! "

Xiao Zhang asked a little strangely: "Then why did you come to Eagle Flag Country?"

Mu Jiahua's face looked a little sad and he glanced at everyone.

Chen Xin'an smiled and said: "Just chat casually, don't talk if you don't want to talk.

Master Mu, we are fellow villagers, I am from Dongshan. "

Mu Jiahua looked at Chen Xin'an and said, "It turns out he is from the provincial capital, a big boss from a big place!"

Chen Xin smiled and waved her hand and asked him, "It seems that you are more concerned about whether you can stay at noon today?"

Mu Jiahua looked gloomy, nodded and said: "I have no income anymore, and I can't even pay the rent!

If I'm found wandering on the streets by the Immigration Bureau, they will send me back! "

Seeing Chen Xin'an's puzzled look, Mu Jiahua said with a wry smile: "Working here is to see whether the customers like what you make.

Otherwise, you will just do small jobs in the kitchen and you will not be able to support yourself at all! "

Luo Xiaoman said dissatisfied: "I don't understand why you people go abroad when you are begging for food.

Isn’t it good to drink spicy food that is popular in China?

You have to be so mean and come out to be angry with foreigners! "

Mu Jiahua opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He just smiled awkwardly and did not refute.

Chen Xin'an glared at Luo Xiaoman and said, "Everyone has his own difficulties and his own choices. If you don't understand, don't make random comments!"

Dao Lei finished the last piece of meat and asked Mu Jiahua strangely: "The food you cook is not delicious, why are you afraid that no one will like it?"

Luo Qianhe licked his lips and said: "Maybe you are not used to the taste at first, but after you chew it a few more times, you will feel that it is actually delicious!"

Mu Jiahua looked at Luo Qianhe, as if he had found a close friend, nodded and said:

"Yes! I grew up on Molan Street in Waigang, where there are all foreigners.

When I was eight years old, I worked at a roadside food stall and learned to cook for ten years.

Later, when I left my master and started my own business, I wanted to improve my cooking methods and combine the cooking methods and tastes of Chinese and Western food.

Just like this plate of Gulao pork, some ingredients commonly used in Western food are also added to it, so the taste is different from what you have eaten before.

It’s just that everyone doesn’t seem to be used to it.

Everyone spit it out when they took the first bite and thought it was not the right flavor. No matter they were Chinese or foreigners, they were not very welcome!

But I wanted to change back to the original method, but found that I couldn’t make the original taste..."

Chen Xin'an asked in confusion: "Why don't you go to Chinatown to look for opportunities? Maybe people there like new flavors."

Mu Jiahua looked gloomy, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "I've been there! They said I was a deviant and unworthy of cooking, so they kicked me out!"

Chen Xin'an nodded. With the virtues of Peng Chang and his gang, such a thing could be done.

The doorbell rang, and Li Niandong and Li Qi came back.

Mu Jiahua quickly stood up and said, "Boss, can I cook now?"

Chen Xin'an nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Mu!"

"It should be!" Mu Jiahua stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Li Niandong walked to the sofa and sat down. He took out a piece of information from his bag and said to Chen Xin'an:

“The backup I got at the police station and some information given to me by my own people.

It's all about the case last night.

Mr. Chen, it’s a bit weird! "

Chen Xin'an opened the document bag, glanced at the file in his hand, and his expression became serious.

He opened the documents one by one, his expression becoming more and more serious.

Luo Xiaoman asked him from the side: "Old Chen, what does it say?"

Chen Xin'an shook his head, took a deep breath and said, "It's really unexpected!"

"What's wrong?" Everyone gathered around with curiosity on their faces.

Chen Xin'an sighed: "I can't understand a word!"

"Fuck!" Everyone raised their middle fingers.

Chen Xin'an cursed angrily: "These are all in foreign languages, let me see shit!"

Li Niandong covered his mouth and smiled and said: "There is no way, this is a foreign country, and it is impossible for people to record files in Chinese.

Let me tell you this, the deceased last night was indeed Chinese and was thirty years old.

However, she is not a stowaway doing any job.

But serious Chinese tourists! "