Inherit For Three Thousand Years

The two security personnel drove into the car before dawn and set off. When Xiao Yao and Steward Lu got off the plane, there were already two cars waiting at the airport.

Xiao Yao asked Butler Lu to sit on the Audi and return directly to the villa, while he himself drove the Mercedes-Benz S600 to the house.

Today is Saturday, Xiao Yao opened the door, his parents are at home.

"Dad, I'm back, where's my mother?" Xiao Yao greeted as soon as he entered the door.

Xiao Zhenshan was sitting on the sofa watching the news. He was very happy to see that his son had finally returned, but he only said indifferently: "I'm busy in the kitchen. There are three people in the family. When you come back, you will cook a large table of dishes. You are happy to eat. When you wipe your mouth and leave, your mother and I will have to eat leftovers in the past two days."

Hearing his dad’s grievances, Xiao Yao hurriedly said: “In the past, it was your son’s inability to allow you and my mother to live so carefully. In the future, I promise you will eat freshly fried vegetables all day long. I have leftovers."

"What guarantee do you take? Just take your small restaurant that loses money every day? I don't expect to enjoy your blessings, as long as you can support yourself." Xiao Zhenshan began routine education, "your dad is like that. With a little skill, you and your sister can set up a set of real estate, which is already the limit. Now the money at home has been emptied. No matter what happens in the future, don't expect to count on me."

When he heard this sentence from his father in the past, Xiao Yao would never take it to his heart, and forget it. But after inheriting the 3000-year memory of Panwu, he didn't feel anything when he heard his father say these words again.

For every child, parents are great!

Xiao Zhenshan is just a middle-level manager of a municipal company, and his principle is relatively strong. It is definitely the result of his best efforts to buy three properties. Take living at home, for example, the old couple never reluctant to throw away leftovers, which can be described as a model of thrifty housekeeping.

Xiao Yao has long been accustomed to his parents' living habits, and he wouldn't be touched in his heart before. But now, his life experience can be said to be too rich, and he naturally has different feelings.

If it is not for their children, the three properties of the old couple are enough to allow them to live a happy life as they want, eat whatever they want, spend whatever money they want, and plan carefully without buying a dish.

Life is tight now, and I have to worry about my children and continue to save money for my children. What they are thinking about is not eating and dressing for themselves, but whether the son can make a career that is enough to support him and how to help his daughter make up the down payment to buy a house of his own in Kyoto.

Raising a 100-year-old child, with a long worry of ninety-nine, this is a true portrayal of life, a true manifestation of the love and responsibility of parents.

Xiao Yao didn't take this opportunity to show his filial piety, instead he said wittyly: "Well, I am not an orphan. I am a child who has a father and a mother. Of course, I have to count on my dad to help me. The current age group is divided into young people before the age of 45. You have just entered middle age, and now you want to choose a child to enjoy your old age. That’s not okay. A capable person like you should give you some burden."

"You cadres of state-owned enterprises, as soon as the leaders say that they want to add a burden, they are very happy. Your son is young and unable to help, so he will add a burden to you to make Chief Xiao happy, or It can be done.” Xiao Yao was talking, and he refilled his dad with a cup of tea.

Xiao Zhenshan's stern expression broke his work. "You only have this mouth left to make me happy. You still want to put a load on me, and you are not afraid to tire my old bones."

"What did the two of you say?" Bai Yuzhen walked out of the kitchen. "There is a big man and a young man in the family. I am the old mother in the family, and no one said to help me in the kitchen."

Xiao Yao hurriedly said: "Mom, you are the chief logistics officer of our family, and you are in control of our family's financial power. My dad is your lifetime wage earner. He wants to be a senior man. I am afraid that there is no hope in this life. My dad is giving me a lesson, am I going to help you when I'm ready to finish the lesson? What good food are you going to give me today?"

"Your dad is right, you have this mouth that will coax people." When the son came home, Bai Yuzhen was naturally very happy. "It's all your favorite dishes, braised prawns, red braised lamb, and mushroom dishes. Guts, flavourful potato chips, hot pepper tofu stuffed, dried and stir-fried beans. How about it? Do you feel hungry now?"

"I haven't eaten your own dishes for half a month. I'm so greedy."

Bai Yuzhen said cheerfully: "The mutton has been stewed, and I have cleaned up the other dishes. I will start the stir-frying immediately. You can talk to your dad for a while, and you'll have it in a while."

"I especially want to eat the braised prawns with oil that you made by yourself. I will cook the other dishes. Have you and my dad tasted the dishes I made and have improved a lot?" Xiao Yao hasn't practiced yet, and he is ready to show off his skills today.

Bai Yuzhen asked, "Isn't there a chef in the restaurant? Is it necessary for you to do it yourself?"

"Do a business and love a business. Since I have opened a restaurant, I, as the boss, must be a good cook."

Xiao Yao put on his tank top and shorts, walked into the kitchen and started work quickly.

Bai Yuzhen was very surprised to see his son's movements like running clouds and flowing water.

Does the mother still understand her son? In addition to being lazy, his son is still good at cooking, that is, slightly worse than her, but his movements are definitely not so quick.

Although she has never seen how the super chef of a five-star restaurant prepares food, she feels that, regardless of the taste of the food, the super chef will definitely be incomparable with this quick action.

Bai Yuzhen knew for the first time that cooking can also be pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Yao himself was a little dissatisfied.

He has perfectly integrated Panwu's cooking skills, and his theoretical knowledge has reached the level of Panwu 100%, but the coordination of movements is still a little worse.

Although it is just a little regret, it also affects the performance of the cooking skills, and the final dishes will definitely not be as perfect as remembered.

Xiao Yao's cooking speed is too fast. Bai Yuzhen has just cooked the red braised prawns, and several other dishes have already been served on the plate.

To Bai Yuzhen's surprise, his son not only cooks the dishes fast, but even the presentation is very beautiful, not inferior to the restaurant's presentation. She didn't even notice, the blink of an eye, those vivid turnip flowers, when did her son sculpt them?