The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 5: Talents of the Thousand Faces

Lan Xiaoxi’s big eyes widened instantly.

He froze for two or three seconds.

The chubby little face was full of surprise and excitement:
“Wow, it’s delicious!”

"The beef is so tender and smooth, and the rice porridge is also delicious!"

The girl's soft voice was full of sincerity and admiration for her father.

Hearing this, Xia An couldn't help but smile like an old father.

Tsk, I’ve heard too much flattery from all kinds of diners.

It is still the praise of children that can touch people's hearts.

The key point is that this child is her daughter.

Xia An felt that he adapted to the role of old father very quickly and miraculously.

[The cooking of "Raw Beef Porridge with Whole Grains" is complete, and the dish is rated three and a half stars. ]

[Goal ① of the Nanny Mode has been completed, and 1 attribute point has been obtained.]

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Xia An felt even more emotional.

His daughter Lan Xiaoxi is the boy who brings him wealth.

"Four-star dishes?!"

Suddenly, Lan Qingya's unbelievable voice rang out in the bar area.

Without Xia An's request, Lan Qingya served herself a bowl. While making the sound, she was still scooping up continuously, then blowing air on the hot porridge on the spoon with her red lips slightly puffed out.

Just by looking at the way she eats, you can tell that Lan Qingya is extremely hungry.

It was summer, and very hot and stuffy. There was no fan or air conditioning on the first floor. After swallowing several spoonfuls of hot porridge, Lan Qingya began to sweat all over.

She simply took off her light-colored blazer, revealing a thin, close-fitting shirt underneath. She then unbuttoned two buttons, revealing her fair, slender neck, which was already wet with sweat.

But even though two buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, Lan Qingya still felt very hot. She buried her head in drinking her porridge while freeing her left hand to continue unbuttoning her shirt. When the third button was unbuttoned, her bra was half exposed, and her white cleavage was also slightly shiny with sweat.

Xia An paused, then shook his head and called out, "Xiao Ai, turn on the fan."

Above your head, a hanging fan controlled by intelligent voice is blowing air.

During this time, Xia An added a second bowl for Xiaoxi.

Because it was brown rice porridge, it was rich in dietary fiber and healthy without the risk of gaining weight, so Lan Qingya simply ate three big bowls.

This also caused Lan Xiaoxi to complain:
"Mom is a big bad ass!"

"Grab Xixi's food!"

Finally, Lan Qingya put down the empty bowl, parted her red lips and exhaled, her pretty face filled with an astonishing blush like a sauna.

She said to her daughter with a dangerous smile:
"Lan Xiaoxi, you are so naughty today!"

Xiaoxi shrank her neck and quickly crawled along the bar towards Xia An who was standing in the open kitchen:

"father!"

"Mom is fierce, isn't she?"

Xia An coughed, picked up his daughter and said with a smile: "Xiao Xi, do you like the dishes made by daddy?"

"I like it! I love it so much!"

Lan Xiaoxi answered loudly in a soft voice.

"Xiao Xi likes it. Dad will make it for you often in the future."

"Okay, okay." Xiaoxi clenched her fists, her eyes shining.

Lan Qingya took out a pack of tissues from her brand-name women's bag and wiped the sweat that was still flowing from her face and neck. She locked her eyes with Xia An and said in a complicated tone:
“Are you already a four-star chef?”

Xia An said casually: "Four-star chef? Uh...Is it so?"

He glanced at the attribute points he had just acquired.

This attribute point can be added to any basic skill that has achieved minor success and it can be immediately raised to major success.

Then he will reach the threshold of a four-star chef.

Lan Qingya's eyebrows twitched.

Before he had his daughter, Xia An, who had always been timid, would never dare to speak to her like this.

"Is it right?!"

"What do you think?" Lan Qingya: "..."

Her breasts rose and fell violently, but she suppressed her anger and didn't lose her temper:
"You must know the criteria for rating a four-star chef!"

“A fundamental skill has been mastered!”

"A small accomplishment in one cuisine!"

The basic skills for this great achievement can be any one of the six aspects: knife skills/heat control/seasoning/flipping the pan/plating/noodle making.

The cuisines that have reached the minor level of success can be the eight traditional cuisines or the numerous small local dishes.

Of course, foreign cuisines such as French and Japanese are also acceptable.

Lan Qingya had just confirmed that Xia An's knife skills were very good.

And after eating the "Brown Rice and Raw Beef Porridge".

Even the level of research on Cantonese cuisine is clearly demonstrated.

It’s definitely a small level of success!
But have the seasoning and cooking skills of a pot of porridge reached perfection in one or even two aspects? Otherwise, this pot of porridge would not have the quality of four stars.

Lan Qingya frowned.

She couldn't figure it out.

"You actually chose to cook porridge with brown rice? Why?"

Lan Qingya's occupational disease came on and she couldn't help but ask.

Xia An said: "Because Xiaoxi said that we need a healthy midnight snack that won't make us fat."

Lan Qingya raised her eyebrows and said, "That's it? Do you know that using brown rice to cook porridge requires a very high level of skill in controlling the heat? After all, unlike polished rice, brown rice is very difficult to cook thoroughly, let alone until it is soft and mushy!"

Xia An smiled slightly and asked:
"You saw it, I cooked the rice in a rice cooker, pressed it, and then scooped the brown rice into a casserole to cook. Doesn't this easily solve the problem of brown rice being difficult to cook and blooming?"

Lan Qingya's face froze, and she immediately changed the subject:
"I have also eaten the "Zhuangyuan Jidi Congee" prepared by many nine-star chefs."

"In my opinion, Cantonese-style shenggun porridge is very particular about four steps: cooking the porridge base, the freshness and marinating of the meat, and boiling the meat to make it tender and juicy... You have done all of these well."

After saying that, she saw Xia An holding Lan Xiaoxi in one hand and cleaning the kitchen counter with a rag in the other.

The expression on his profile was indifferent.

Obviously he doesn't care about the comments of this food star and popular reviewer.

Lan Qingya pursed her lips tightly.

My heart feels like it's being scratched by a cat, it's very uncomfortable.

I was so angry that I almost shouted something like "Do you know how much my appearance fee is for commentating?"

But Lan Qingya is not a stupid woman.

Five years have passed.

Cheyenne has changed a lot.

Lan Qingya, who was once arrogant, was no exception.

No matter what, this man is Lan Xiaoxi's biological father, and Lan Qingya doesn't want her daughter to never see her biological father again.

Moreover, the reason why Lan Xiaoxi was brought here specifically to meet Xia An was because her five-year-old daughter had been asking her where her father was more and more often since she started kindergarten.

Sometimes he would ask her several times a day, and every time she would make Lan Qingya force a smile.

In fact, Xia An knew clearly what influenced Lan Qingya's taste.

He had just obtained the attribute points and had not used them to upgrade his basic skills.

Lan Qingya said that the porridge was a four-star dish.

Xia An quietly clicked on the [Thousand Faces] talent on the panel.

[Thousand Faces (Purple): You have completed the experience of setting up random stalls/random menus, and have cooked many delicacies. These delicacies will be regarded as your specialized recipes, and the quality can be improved by half a star to one star. ]

Xia An has sold porridge many times at a stall.

Therefore, it happens to be within the effective range of the purple talent [Thousand Faces].

Of course, the quality improvement effect of half a star was only triggered just now, but Lan Qingya mistakenly thought it was a dish from a four-star chef.

After Xia An finished cleaning the kitchen, he found Xiao Xi, who was hanging in his arms, had fallen into a deep sleep with a snoring sound.

"Just sleep after eating."

Holding his daughter's little butt, Xia An planned to hand her over to Lan Qingya.

But Xia An saw Lan Qingya sitting on a chair at the bar. She used two packs of tissues to wipe her sweat and forgot to button her shirt. She sat half-slumped on the chair at the bar in such a disheveled manner, she was in a daze and no one knew what she was thinking.

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(End of this chapter)