Urban: Becoming a principal from a junior college!

Chapter 28 Let's talk about our own things from now on...

The joy of showing off in front of others, those who have experienced it, say that they understand.

Lin He was particularly happy at this moment.

Not noticing Lao Lin's dark face, he said proudly: "Dad, I can also make fried tomato and eggs, otherwise, I will also make another one for that customer..."

Lao Lin couldn't help it at this moment.

He kicked him.

"Remake, redo your ass!"

"Do you know how much less money you will make if you redo two plates of green pepper and shredded pork?"

"Show off, if you have to show off, can't you make it again after the previous customer leaves?"

"Now you have to make another tomato and egg, right?"

Lao Lin became more and more angry.

He kicked Lin He's butt twice again.

Of course, it wasn't really hard!

Although Lin He had a low EQ, he reacted after being kicked twice.

Dad might be because his son was too outstanding.

It was a bit of a threat to his authority as a father.

So he quickly persuaded him: "Dad, don't be angry!"

"I only learned three dishes!"

"So I can only cook these three dishes better than you, the rest are not as good as you!"

Listening to the comfort of the filial son.

Lao Lin's face, which had almost calmed down, darkened again.

He had already started to look down at his waist.

If he hadn't been wearing sweatpants today, it is estimated that the seven wolves would have been drawn...

But fortunately, there are guests at this moment.

The plan to educate the filial son was helplessly interrupted.

But after confirming his son's level.

Lao Lin did not refuse Lin He's help again.

Next, as long as it was tomato and egg, green pepper and pork shreds, and fish-flavored eggplant.

All were left to Lin He to cook.

The rest of the dishes were cooked by himself.

Today, Lao Lin was particularly attentive in cooking.

But in the end, he was suppressed by his son.

Chinese people are relatively introverted.

So not many people took the initiative to praise.

But the dishes cooked by Lin He were basically eaten clean.

And many people would leave some of the dishes cooked by Lao Lin.

It can be said that the difference is obvious...

...

Lin He's restaurant is close to office buildings and serves office workers.

Although the domestic labor environment is not optimistic.

Many office workers are forced to go to work on the 11th.

But compared with working days, there are fewer customers after all.

At one o'clock, there are basically no customers.

The family can also eat.

Although Lin's mother wanted to take care of her husband's emotions.

But the dishes made by her son are really delicious.

And the satisfied look on the faces of the guests when they were eating made Lin's mother unable to hold back.

"Well, Lao Lin, you are tired all day, and it's time to rest. Let your son make lunch today, which can be regarded as filial piety to us..."

The corner of Lao Lin's mouth twitched.

After so many years with his wife, he still can't understand his wife's true thoughts?

Alas...

Lin He naturally took the lead.

He used all his skills to make the three dishes he only knew how to cook at the highest level.

Soon.

Lin's mother was conquered by the food.

"I've been eating these dishes made by your father for more than ten years, and today I know that they can be so delicious!"

"Son, you've only taken classes for a month, and you've surpassed the apprentices who have been apprenticing for two and a half years..."

"At that time, your father and I were not happy for you to learn cooking, and we almost buried your cooking genius!"

Mother Lin said halfway, and hurriedly stopped the words that might hit her husband.

But she was really delighted with Lin He's talent.

He has reached this level after learning cooking for a month.

If he is not a genius, what is he?

And Lao Lin was silent again.

In his heart, he was actually happy for his son's talent and level.

It was also confirmed that his son seemed to be more suitable for learning cooking.

But the emotional restraint of this generation of middle-aged people made him unable to say encouraging words.

Especially as a father, he was not ready to be surpassed by his son.

So at this moment, Lao Lin was in a very complicated mood, sitting there in silence.

But Lin He was really smart this time, and hurriedly said: "Dad, don't think too much."

"I can learn so well, mainly because the times are different."

"In your time, teaching apprentices would starve the master to death. You have been an apprentice for two years, and no one taught you the real things! And your teacher may not be very good."

"But our school is different. The principal invited a real Shandong cuisine master to be the teacher."

"The teacher taught us all kinds of skills without reservation. In the practical training class, he would also watch us cook and point out all kinds of mistakes for us!"

"It is precisely because of this that I can learn so fast."

"If you, dad, learn cooking with me in our school, you will definitely learn much better than me!"

Lin He's words made Lao Lin feel much better.

He also had a lot more good feelings about his son's Xingchen Academy.

For his son's future.

Lao Lin still cares about it.

He also secretly checked Xingchen Academy on the Internet.

He also saw the introduction of Xingchen Academy.

To be honest, at that time, Lao Lin just thought that Xingchen Academy was a garbage school.

They can only rely on these face-saving methods to attract students to sign up.

Those attracted by these regulations must be idlers.

If my son insists on going, he must be an idler.

I didn't expect that this Xingchen Academy actually invited a real master to teach students cooking.

It is obvious that they really want to run a good school.

It is a strong junior college!

Seeing his son's progress, Lao Lin even wondered if the school had any adult cooking classes?

He might as well close the shop and go to study for a month or two.

Because of the stimulation of being surpassed by his son, Lao Lin, who would never have asked this question, actually asked it.

However, Lin He shook his head: "Dad, the school has just reopened and is now only full-time."

Hearing this, Lao Lin was a little disappointed.

"But don't be disappointed, Dad, your son has learned very well, and I remember all the skills and tricks taught by the teacher!"

"I will go home every Saturday and Sunday in the future and teach you the new dishes I learned in school!"

"Dad, just think of me as a teacher!"

"I will tell you the tricks of making these three dishes in a while. In the next few days, I am too lazy to go out and play. I will come to the shop every day. Dad, if you have any questions, you can ask me at any time..."

Lin He thought of a good idea.

And listening to the words of being a teacher and asking for advice.

Old Lin narrowed his eyes and said with a fake smile: "Really? Then do I have to call you teacher?"

Lin He didn't notice the danger, nor did he see his mother's warning.

He even thought for a while: "I don't care about these!"

"But Dad, your generation is more traditional, so if you want to call me that, it's not impossible!"

"Then when I teach you cooking in the future, we will discuss our own!"

"You call me teacher, I call you dad..."

"That's fine..."

"Dad, why did you suddenly stand up and go to the kitchen? Don't be so anxious, you just finished eating, take a rest and I will teach you later, okay?"

Lin He thought his father was thirsty for knowledge and couldn't wait to learn the advanced technology from Xingchen Academy from him.

He was a little smug in his heart!

Until his father walked out of the kitchen with a rolling pin and murderous intent...