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In the end, it was Lu Shiyao who broke the deadlock.
"Mr. Cheng, are there any books you have read that you particularly like?"
Cheng Xuan shook his head firmly, "They are all the same, some are even nonsense, and some of the seasonings are even unclear. I really don't know if the recipes are made by professional chefs."
Now Lu Shiyao is even more messy. He is so picky about recipes, so the future of this book seems slim!
"To tell you the truth, Miss Lu, I came up with the idea of ??writing a recipe because I saw many recipes that were too unreliable. Your publishing house happened to contact me, so I decided on it."
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"Actually, the real recipe is in the minds of our chefs. It cannot be expressed through piles of words. The heat, the amount of ingredients and condiments, and the time are all made after countless attempts. If you can really become a chef by reading the recipes, then this chef would be great.¡±
Speaking of this, Cheng Xuan seemed a little proud.
Lu Shiyao held her chin and listened carefully.
"My idea is that whatever a dish is, it represents home. The quality of a dish represents the warmth of the home. When we eat a familiar taste, we often say that it reminds me of my dad or I hope everyone can cook a dish that my mother cooks so that one can always be warm."
Lu Shiyao was immediately moved by Cheng Xuan's remarks.
She didn¡¯t expect that Cheng Xuan, who was just a chef, could say such poetry-like remarks.
Listening to his language, it is impossible to imagine that he is a thirty-seven-year-old rough man!
"Miss Lu, Miss Lu?" Cheng Xuan found Lu Shiyao staring at him with squinted eyes.
Lu Shiyao suddenly woke up from her dream.
"ah?"
"Did you listen to me?" Cheng Xuan felt that it was very rude to be distracted when talking to others.
"Of course I do, I just think you are right, Mr. Cheng."
Lu Shiyao lowered her head and smiled, then said: "I think of my mother. My mother cooks at home. My mother is a woman who loves to eat, so she also likes to study food. My father loses weight every time he comes back from a business trip. , the reason is that the food outside is not delicious, and my sister and I are the same. Every time we eat the food cooked by my mother, we feel that we have no worries at all."
Cheng Xuan suddenly fell silent.
Lu Shiyao felt that she should not say such a digression, and smiled awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, did I talk too much? Please continue."
Cheng Xuan shook his head, with something different in his eyes.
"No, I think you are very happy, Miss Lu."
"Ah? Happiness?"
"Yes, it is a very happy thing to have a mother who is good at cooking. I think whether a family is poor or rich, as long as the family can sit together, talk and laugh and have a meal, the family is happy. happiness."
Lu Shiyao blinked a few times. She didn't know what was going on. Didn't the two of them come out to talk about books? Why did you end up talking about life and home?
"Well, Mr. Cheng, the editor originally gave me two months to finish this book, but I think you're right. The recipes carry the warmth and happiness of a family. We can't take them lightly. Finish it, I'll buy time, and then you can think about what you want this book to be like, okay?"
This is the first time Lu Shiyao wants to seriously make a book or a recipe book.
"That's fine, but" Cheng Xuan scratched his head, "Are you too embarrassed?"
"What's the problem?"
"Didn't you say last time that you almost lost your job because of me? If you can't finish this cookbook in two months, then your job"
"Um I will apply to the higher-ups myself for this."
"Well, I'll hurry up and try to get you to complete the task as soon as possible."
When they met for the first time, Lu Shiyao suddenly lost her initial hostility towards Cheng Xuan, and Cheng Xuan also lost his initial dislike for Lu Shiyao.
The two seemed to hit it off.
Lu Shiyao went to the editor the next day to apply for a longer time. Although the editor disagreed at first, he couldn't stand Lu Shiyao's insistence. In addition, there was no second person to write this book.?To take over, I had no choice but to agree.
So she got three months.
Three days later, Lu Shiyao and Cheng Xuan arranged to meet for the second time. This time the location was in Cheng Xuan's own apartment. It was a small two-bedroom apartment and the location was not very good.
Arriving at Cheng Xuan¡¯s home, Lu Shiyao seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
She didn¡¯t expect that a rough man could take care of his home in such an orderly manner.
It was spotlessly clean inside. I don¡¯t know if it was because Cheng Xuan had tidied it up because she was coming, or what, but it was a bit clean.
The style of the whole home is small and fresh. The balcony is filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, and the ground is full of vitality. There are many paintings on the walls, most of them are landscape paintings, which are very poetic and picturesque.
In addition, this family also raised a golden retriever. When the huge golden retriever with golden hair appeared in front of her with its tongue sticking out, Lu Shiyao was still startled.
The golden retriever sniffed Lu Shiyao's shoes and then wagged his tail towards her.
"Myna likes you very much."
"Myna?"
"Its name is Bago." Cheng Xuan introduced.
"oh."
"You sit down first and I'll get you a glass of water." Cheng Xuan went to get the cup.
Lu Shiyao sat on the sofa. This home was so clean. She guessed that Cheng Xuan must have a very virtuous wife to keep such a small home neat and tidy.
Brother Bago squatted in front of Lu Shiyao and kept wagging his tail.
When she was a child, she also liked dogs very much, but Xia Xiaoxi felt that there were too many children in the family and they were really annoying, so she firmly disagreed with raising dogs, so she never raised a dog since she was a child.
Lu Shiyao reached out and touched Myna¡¯s head, and Myna narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.
"Hello, myna."
The Eighth Brother extended his front paws to shake hands with Lu Shiyao. This was the first time Lu Shiyao had seen such a spirited dog.
Cheng Xuan walked out, "Say hello to the myna, and it will shake hands with you."
"Then you are a very good dog trainer, right?"
"It's okay." Cheng Xuan put a glass of water in front of Lu Shiyao.
Lu Shiyao looked around, "The paintings on your wall are very beautiful."
"Really? I drew it casually."
"Painted casually?" Lu Shiyao always felt that this painting should be bought, but it was not a famous work. After all, she had never seen it before. "Did you paint these paintings?"
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