1986: My Happy Life in Provence

Chapter 82 My Son is Awesome

The three chefs worked together, and the cold dishes and appetizers were quickly served. The guests came to the restaurant area and took their seats one after another.

In the eyes of the people of Provence, the sweet and sour taste of sweet and sour pork is very appetizing and can be included in the list of appetizers.

Along with it, there are melon and cheese skewers and another French favorite, foie gras toast.

There were many people dining and someone was needed to help share the food, so Freddy took the initiative to take on this role.

"Sweet and sour pork should be eaten while it's hot." Freddy skillfully reminded those who were eating it for the first time.

The highest praise that the French give to food is a "wuuuu" sound coming from their mouths after eating. If they can also put five fingers together and kiss the food a few times at the same time, it means they like it even more.

Carl did not attend the party at Freddy's house. This was his first time eating sweet and sour pork.

This guy in his seventies was kissing his fingers, making a 'pop pop pop' sound, as if he was kissing his wife's face.

"You have an excellent son." He couldn't help but praise Luo Tianhai.

During the previous conversation, Luo Tianhai learned the identity of this old man - the former village chief of Lourmarin Village.

It is a great honor to be recognized by the former village chief!

"Thank you!" Luo Tianhai happily raised his glass to him.

The Provencal people's acceptance of sweet and sour pork far exceeded Luo Tianhai's expectations.

There was foie gras among the appetizers, but the most popular dish was sweet and sour pork, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

After observing that everyone at the table had tasted the sweet and sour pork and had made their comments about it, Luo Tianhai picked up the piece on his plate.

The following will be his highlight moment!

He sniffed it first, and was hit by a strong sour smell.

Ronan did learn the essence.

Just looking at the appearance, color and smell, it would score at least 8 points.

But the most important thing about this dish is the taste.

Luo Tianhai took a light bite, wanting to check whether it was crispy enough, but his eyes suddenly widened!
This is not the taste of Chinese sweet and sour pork.
Ronan didn't follow the recipe he gave?

Luo Tianhai took a few more bites and became more and more certain that this was definitely not the dish he taught Ronan.

It was crispy enough, but the acidity and sweetness were weaker, and while it was mild, it also had some flavors that he was not familiar with.

A few minutes later, Ronan appeared with the first main course of the day, 'Sisteron Lamb'.

"Eat slowly, there will be more dishes later." He said to everyone with a smile.

The guests paid him the highest tributes.

“Pot-fried pork is so delicious!”

“I’ve heard Uncle Freddy say it so many times, and it tastes even better than I ever imagined.”

"Oh my God, is there any more pork? I haven't had enough."

Luo Tianhai lowered his head and dared not look at Ronan.

He figured it out.

Chinese food is not easy to promote in Paris, so how could it suddenly become popular in Provence?
It turned out that Ronan made some improvements to it while retaining its original characteristics, trying to make it closer to the tastes that locals like, and closer to the local tastes of Provence. He tasted many spices that are not commonly used in Paris.

This is a very advanced fusion. Ronan took into account both the differences in taste and the differences in regions.

Just now Luo Tianhai naively wanted to make a few comments, but his son had already achieved a level that he could not comment on.

Ronan was always observing his father's actions, fearing that the stubborn old man would be stubborn and blame him for changing the "ancestor's" recipe.

To avoid him being a wise man after the fact, Ronan picked up an empty glass, poured half a glass of pink wine, and raised the glass high:

"My father taught me how to make this dish. Let's thank him! He's a great chef!"

Luo Tianhai shuddered and his old face turned red instantly.

I wanted to say something, but was completely drowned out by the waves of praise all around me.

At this moment, a voice in his mind was particularly clear - my son is awesome in every way.

Luo Tianhai drank a lot in the evening.

I personally experienced my son's excellence and received many compliments for free. I was so happy. The people of Provence are not only enthusiastic in words, but also in their actions.

Pinching shoulders and patting backs are nothing.

When they were having a good chat, it was common to hit each other in the stomach, pinch their arms, or pinch their faces. This reminded Luo Tianhai of his childhood.

With a younger mindset, I enjoy drinking more.

But if you are having fun drinking with others, you will inevitably "neglect" your wife.

Feng Zhen didn't really care that Luo Tianhai ignored her, as she had often ignored him before.

But as soon as she saw Zoe, she felt uncomfortable, as if something was tickling her heart.

In the second half of dinner, she saw some people leaving the restaurant to chat in the living room, so she followed them and sat alone on a chair in the yard to look at the stars.

"Not eating anymore?" After an unknown amount of time, Ronan came out to look for his mother.

Feng Zhen made a horrified expression:
“Why are there so many main dishes here?”

In her opinion, there should only be one main course.

But today she had at least five so-called 'main courses' and, god, she couldn't eat more than the second one.

Ronan laughed awkwardly twice, as if thinking of his past self:

"I've been reminding you to save your stomach."

Feng Zhen changed to a more comfortable posture:

"You go in, don't worry about me, I'll just look at the stars here for a while and then go in."

Ronan stood next to his mother and looked up at the sky:

"Don't you want to meet the girl who helped you decorate your bedroom? I'll bring her out?"

Feng Zhen's anger, which had finally been calmed down by looking at the stars, surged up again.

She waved her hand impatiently:
"No, no, no."

Ronan said awkwardly:

"But I just told her that my parents wanted to thank her."

"Oh my..." Feng Zhen walked away, "Don't bother that greedy girl from eating the lamb leg!"

Ronan tilted his head in confusion.

A greedy girl?

Is Zoe's picky eating disorder cured?
Although Feng Zhen was extremely unhappy, it was her son who was getting married, not her.

Since I have already promised them, I decided to let Ronan bring the person over.

While waiting for someone, Feng Zhen kept hypnotizing herself:

Don’t be ungrateful. It’s better for your son to have a girlfriend than not, right?

Don't you know your son's own weight? How can he be capable of marrying the 'bright pearl' of Lourmarin?
Stop dreaming like a toad and forget about that girl named Zoe!

"Mother."

Ronan's voice interrupted Feng Zhen's thoughts. She adjusted her expression, looked over with a smile, and her expression froze instantly.

"This is Zoe. She's helped me a lot this month." Ronan introduced her awkwardly, shyly, and a little excitedly.

Feng Zhen had not yet gotten over his dream of "a toad wanting to eat swan flesh" and was briefly stuck.

Zoe walked over with a smile and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek:

“Welcome to Provence.”

Feng Zhen finally came to her senses and hugged Zoe back excitedly.

The joy of recovering something that has been lost is ten thousand times stronger than obtaining it directly!
Feng Zhen seemed to be floating into the clouds above his head.

She also pinched Ronan's face hard and said in Chinese:

“My son is awesome!”

Have you picked all the 'Pearls'?!
(End of this chapter)