840 A Fever, Right?
However, he didn’t dare to say anything. He shook his head helplessly and went to the kitchen to cook. He also made some desserts.
“I’m back! I had a good time today!”
Hearing the sound, Ye Xuan walked out of the kitchen and looked at his Fourth Sister.
“Wash your hands and eat.”
“Okay…”
Before she could finish speaking, Fourth Sister Ye Chan suddenly sneezed twice. Seeing this, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and spoke.
“Don’t tell me you caught a cold? You even sneezed. If you sneeze, you’ll catch a cold. The cold air has entered your body.”
Fourth Sister Ye Chan rolled her eyes at Ye Xuan and pursed her lips.
“How is that possible? I’m still warm. I’m still sweating from running.”
She did not care about this at all. After saying that, she went into the kitchen to wash her hands and prepare to eat. The other sisters also came to wash their hands and serve the dishes.
Then, they began to eat. They ate happily.
His sisters all praised Ye Xuan’s food for being delicious. Although they often ate his cooking, it still gave them a sense of amazement.
When one’s cooking reached the extreme, it felt like they were one with the dishes. As long as any ingredient was placed in his hands, the taste would definitely be delicious.
Furthermore, they didn’t get tired of it. There would be a lingering fragrance. The more they ate, the more delicious it became. It was very impressive if one was able to do this.
This was also a display of culinary experience. The dishes cooked by an auntie who had been cooking for decades were definitely better than those cooked by a chef who had studied in the kitchen for three years.
One might think that the chef’s dishes were very stunning, but if they ate the chef’s dishes for a few meals in a row, they would become bored or even sick of them.
The taste of natural art that embodied decades of culinary skills was enough to make people feel amazed amidst the ordinary.
That was a skill that allowed one to never get tired of eating. It was a true culinary skill.
Any skills required time to accumulate. It was not just culinary skills. Most skills that required hands were the same, without exception.
Many young people learned for two to three years. Their impetuous hearts and arrogant aura made them feel that their skills were better than those of old artisans. They felt that the old artisans were all tired old things that should be replaced.
At this moment, they realized why the things left behind by old artisans could exist for so long without being replaced. It was because they were the closest to perfection.
After that, one would add tomatoes and some salt. Then, it was complete.
Stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs like this tasted the best and had the most aftertaste, especially when one ate rice that was soaked in the sauce. It was really appetizing. One could finish three bowls of white rice in one go without resting.
However, many young people of the New Era felt that it was not good. Once they learned some culinary skills, they had to create new things. This was how they made stir-fried tomatoes and scrambled eggs. When the oil was ready, they had to pour the eggs in and stir-fry them. Then, after pouring the tomatoes, they had to add ketchup.
After that, he had to add some chicken essence and MSG. They added soy sauce and white sugar. There was always something to add. Then, he had to present it or something. It looked good when made, but what about when one ate it?
Could they make sure that it was delicious every time someone tried it for the first time? Would they get tired of it every time?
No matter what, the fact that great art was natural was the most important thing. The closer a dish was to the original taste, the more it could reflect the original taste of the ingredients. That was the most worth remembering.
In old times, there was no such thing as chicken essence and MSG. It all depended on the chef’s full understanding of the ingredients, such as ginger, onions, garlic, and other ingredients. Therefore, old people could understand what the taste would be like if they added something.
There was basically no need for chicken essence and MSG when cooking. It could still be delicious and leave a lingering aftertaste. This was what people had to learn.
Skills weren’t that simple. If one was impetuous, they would never be able to learn these skills.
It was one thing to know, but it was another thing to understand. This was closely related to Chinese culture. It was very similar.
Ye Xuan’s cooking was delicious. He followed the saying that great art was natural. He understood the original taste of the ingredients and knew how to match them. Coupled with the appropriate ingredients and seasonings, as well as the control of the fire, there was no reason why his dishes were not delicious.
This was completely different from only knowing how to add seasoning.
Thus, when cooking, one had to pay attention to their skills. It looked simple, but when one savored it carefully, they realized that it was difficult to ascend to the heavens.
Without a certain level of talent, it was difficult to achieve anything.
After eating, they rested and played for a while before their sisters and Ye Xuan returned to their rooms to wash up and sleep.
The night passed in silence. The next morning.
The sun had just risen. In the cloudless sky, the golden sunlight pierced through the ten-mile white fog and shone on the dew on the leaves of the green plants.
After breakfast, his sisters went to work. Fourth Sister Ye Chan woke up later. When she woke up, she suddenly realized that her head was dizzy and in pain.
It was as if her cerebrum was asymmetrical with her brain. It would sway when she moved.
Moreover, her throat hurt and was a little hot. Her snot could not stop flowing down. It was as clear as water and she could not suck it back.
She felt weak and groggy.
This feeling made Fourth Sister Ye Chan instantly realize that she had a serious cold. She immediately felt extremely aggrieved. She reached out to touch the bedside table and found her cell phone. She took it and called Ye Xuan.
Feeling the vibration of his cell phone, he took it out and wondered who was calling him so early in the morning.
However, when he saw that it was a call from his Fourth Sister, his expression darkened. Good lord, they were from the same family, but she was still calling him.
Hence, he put away his cell phone and turned to enter the living room. Then, he went upstairs and walked into Fourth Sister Ye Chan’s room.
The moment he entered, he saw Fourth Sister Ye Chan covering herself with a blanket. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she popped her head out and was wiping her snot with a tissue. She spoke to Ye Xuan with a pitiful expression.
“Little Brother… I— I think I have a cold…”
Ye Xuan was stunned. He walked over and looked at her face. It was a little red and felt a little low. Then, he rubbed it hard and spoke resentfully.
“I told you to wear more clothes, but you didn’t listen. You even said that your physique is very good. It’s so good that you can’t get up from the bed. I told you to listen, but you didn’t listen. Now, you’ve caught a serious cold. Seriously, it looks like you have a slight fever too. Great, you didn’t listen previously. Now, I’ll make you feel terrible.”
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