1986: My Happy Life in Provence

Chapter 57 Experiment
Luo Tianhai was very dissatisfied with Ronan's decision to invest a large sum of money to start a new business. He threw the phone to Feng Zhen without even listening to Ronan's explanation.

Feng Zhen's attitude was not much better. Ronan did not have an affair, but she still thought that her son must have learned bad things from someone, so she kept nagging on the phone.

Ronan had more ways to deal with her. In less than twenty minutes, he calmed his mother down and united the two sides.

He repeatedly told his mother to do his father's job well, saying that he couldn't survive in Provence without the recipes.

The next day, Feng Zhen called Ronan back.

She said Luo Tianhai was still angry, but still gave her a recipe and asked Luo Nan to find a piece of paper to write it down.

"Just one?" Ronan looked bitter.

This way the margin for error is too low. He originally planned to learn a few more dishes and pair each one with rosé wine to see which one is the most suitable.

"It's good enough that he can give me one. I asked him by pulling his ear!" Feng Zhen smacked his lips.

"What dish?" Ronan asked worriedly.

Feng Zhen was also a little unsure:
“Pot-wrapped pork”

Five minutes later, after explaining all the steps and confirming that Ronan had written them down, Feng Zhen said earnestly:
"Son, if you are too tired in Provence, come back. Your father and I both have jobs and we can help you."

Ronan felt his heart being tugged at:
"When I make money in Provence, I will bring you here and let you enjoy a good life."

There was a sound of someone blowing his nose on the other end of the line:

"We are satisfied that you have this intention. Just be well over there and don't let us worry about you. You don't have to worry about us either. Everything is fine."

After hanging up the phone, Ronan looked at the sweet and sour pork recipe in his hand.

He was quite surprised by the dish Luo Tianhai gave him. His father was good at Sichuan cuisine, but he didn't expect that he would give him a Northeastern dish.

But if you think about it carefully, the sour and sweet taste of sweet and sour pork is indeed very popular among women and children.

Ronan also thought of one thing. In his previous life, he traveled to the United States. The most popular Chinese fast food restaurant there was called Panda Express. The most popular dish among foreigners was the "Chenpi Chicken", which tasted somewhat similar to sweet and sour pork.

After studying the menu for a while, Ronan picked up the receiver again and made several calls.

There is no point in talking too much, and there is no use in thinking too much. Just find a few foreigners and try.

The gathering this time was set at Freddy's house.

When this greedy guy heard that Ronan had learned a new dish, he took the initiative to ask to come to his house to cook it so that he could call a few friends who were "influenced" by him and talked about Chinese food every day.

If Jacques is the ambassador for promoting rosé wine in Provence, then Freddy is undoubtedly the ambassador for promoting Chinese cuisine in Provence. Now some people shout "China" when they see him.

The Frenchman didn't care about it at all and was even complacent about it.

"That sounds much better than butcher." Freddy filled his glass with anise wine and glanced at the door from time to time. "Why hasn't Ronan come yet?"

Carl did not come today. The current mayor of Lourmarin Village had something very important to consult with this old senior.

In addition to the old members Louis' family, Alan's family and Freddy's family, there are three new faces sitting in the house.

They are Raphael who runs a butcher shop in Fontaine Village, and Xiao Hei was adopted from his home.

Jules, who runs a restaurant in Lourmarin, would have knocked on Ronan's door in a few days if Freddy hadn't called him today.

There is also Artur who runs a restaurant in Apt. This guy came here for the purpose of learning and he is interested in all fresh food.

Alan glanced at his watch:

"Does it take so long to buy ingredients? If I had known, I would have brought them to him."

The butcher's and grocer's were around the bakery, and it only took 10 minutes to walk from there to Freddy's house, and Ronan had called two hours ago to say he was going to do some shopping.

Ronan didn't arrive until Freddy's wife brought out today's cold plate.

"Ronan, have you gone to Avignon to buy Chinese seasonings?" Freddy took the things in Ronan's hand and frowned slightly.

The last time Ronan cooked, he brought a big bag full of things, but this time he only had a small bag.

My friend, you are not going to smash my, no, smash your Chinese food sign, right?

"There's no suitable pork in Lourmarin, so I went to several places to buy this." Ronan explained. After upgrading [Cooking], he became a serious perfectionist and only wanted the best ingredients. This two kilograms of pork was asking for trouble.

"Today's dish is pork?" Freddy lowered his head and opened the bag.

The price of pork in France is extremely cheap, even cheaper than chicken, and is the kind that not everyone is too fond of.

"Yes, pork tenderloin." Ronan looked up and saw an unexpected figure, "Ah——"

Arthur raised his chin at the back of the crowd as a greeting:
"Arthur, I'm glad you still remember me, Mr. Ronan."

Arthur had also quoted a price for the exquisite truffle at the market in Mena Village and chatted with Olivier in the cafe for a whole morning.

Ronan greeted the new faces one by one, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to enter the kitchen.

Alan glanced at the dining table and said to Ronan in a joking tone:
"Are you sure what you're cooking will be ready in time for dinner? Last time your slobbery chicken took over an hour to cook."

The cold cuts have been served, indicating that the first main course is about to be served.

Is Ronan's dish going to be served with dessert?
Everyone can't fault Ronan's craftsmanship, except for the speed
Oh, you came too late.

Ronan glanced at the clock on the wall:

"I will make sure you guys have it ready in half an hour."

The people in the living room looked at each other.

Just half an hour at Ronan's speed in processing the ingredients?

Is he preparing a cold dish?
At the same time, Ronan's voice came from the kitchen:

"Mrs. Catalina, I need a big pot for frying things."

Freddy turned the bag that Ronan brought upside down, and apart from two types of Chinese vinegar, he didn't see anything else that was not common in French kitchens.

But the French also use vinegar.
"Ronan, do you know how much those people are looking forward to Chinese food? Why didn't you bring China's secret chili peppers and peppercorns?" Freddy asked with a complicated expression.

"No spicy food this time." Ronan said as he cut the pork tenderloin into thick slices.

"But they're delicious!" Freddy almost jumped up in anxiety.

"Chinese cuisine is extensive and profound, with so many delicious foods." Ronan turned around and started marinating the meat.

"Ronan..." Freddy twisted his body exaggeratedly, which made Mrs. Caterina exclaim, "God forgive me." "I admit that I exaggerated when I told them, and I also said some things that didn't happen. But if the Chinese food today is not delicious, it will affect my reputation in Provence. Do you know how serious this is?"

Ronan knocked the table twice with his carrot and said with obvious warning:
"If it's so serious, please don't bother the chef, okay? This is my first time making it and I'm not familiar with the process yet. Don't disturb my train of thought."

"Oh my God!" Freddy grabbed his hair and walked out of the kitchen with his hips twisted. "This is the first time I made this food. I'm dead!"

After seeing off the crazy Freddy, the kitchen soon welcomed its second visitor.

Zoe comforted Ronan with a relaxed expression:
"Don't worry. They will wait even if it takes two hours. You should understand that they are rushing you just to get the food in their mouths as soon as possible."

Ronan cleans the biggest pot in Freddy's house:

"No, we have to be anxious. Even if they are not anxious, I will be anxious too."

"Why?" Zoe asked, not understanding, as she moved closer.

Ronan raised his eyebrows at her:

“How can I make money if the speed is slow?”

Zoe was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood:

"Is this what you're going to sell at the market?"

As soon as the words fell, another voice came from behind them.

"Mr. Ronan, can I watch you cooking?" Arthur asked with a smile.

Ronan touched his face speechlessly.

Why are there so many people watching every time I cook?
I'm not a monkey.
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