The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 142 The pain of a scumbag!

"This rice roll is delicious, Mama Zhang, how can your craftsmanship be so good!" Feng Huaying's eyes lit up as he ate the rice roll

How can it be so delicious, fresh and sweet taste, soft and glutinous with a chewy taste, and the layered ingredients burst out in the whole mouth!

A long, long time ago, it was not that she had never eaten rice rolls, it was ordinary, not sticky, and the taste was so-so. After eating it once, she never bought it again.

But eating rice rolls for the first time in this life completely refreshed her understanding of rice rolls. Is it so delicious?

"Huaying, you can eat more if you like it. I'm afraid you won't get used to the taste here, so don't worry about it now." Mama Zhang beamed at the praise, her appetite whetted.

"Tsk, glutton." Cao Qingyong dismissed Feng Huaying's surprised look, but his subordinates pushed the plate of rice rolls towards her.

Mama Zhang made four dishes with the tuna she brought, one pan-fried fish belly, one braised fish block, one raw cut tuna, one fish rice cake, and stewed sea cucumber and chicken soup. The dishes on the table were tempting. very.

"Although this tuna sashimi is not as good as salmon, it still tastes good. Huaying, you should try it too." Seeing that Feng Huaying's table was full of tuna sashimi, Mama Zhang strongly recommended it to Feng Huaying.

After getting along for a few days, Zhang Ma's affection for Feng Huaying grew more and more, and it didn't take long for her to get close, and she wanted to recommend what she thought was good to her and let her try it.

"No, forget it raw, I'll eat this!" Feng Huaying shook her head fiercely, avoiding the tuna sashimi, and stretched her chopsticks towards the fried fish belly.

The belly of the tuna has the most oil, and the aroma becomes more intense after pan-fried. The crispy outside and tender inside completely conquered her taste buds.

Several other dishes are also good, but only the tuna sashimi is not acceptable to her.

"Forget it, it's fine if she can't eat it." Liao Mingyuan took a fish rice cake with Feng Huaying's serving chopsticks: "I think you like this too, eat more."

"Thank you master, you should also drink more sea cucumber soup." Feng Huaying couldn't help asking: "Is there such a way of eating in Yizhou?"

In her impression, the people who eat raw seafood are people from Dongyang and Bangzi. When did they eat this way in the Celestial Dynasty? Could it be left behind when they were attacked?

"Of course, we have always eaten this way here. Drunken shrimp and geoduck are eaten like this. Why don't you even know this?" Cao Qingyong also picked up a chopstick of tuna and dipped it in the seasoning I took a big mouthful happily.

"It melts in the mouth, it's delicious!" Cao Qingyong squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and then opened his eyes to look at Feng Huaying: "It's really bad luck if you don't eat this."

Is it really that delicious?
Dubiously, Feng Huaying took the smallest piece of tuna and dipped it in the seasoning, and slowly put the sashimi into his mouth under everyone's attention, with his eyes still closed.

As soon as the soft object touched his tongue, Feng Huaying's body stiffened, regretting to death, wondering what the hell was going on, and why he was asking for trouble.

Bite the bullet and swallow it, she didn't dare to chew it.

"How about it, isn't it delicious?" Cao Qingyong saw that she had finished eating, and couldn't wait to get her approval.

Feng Huaying said vaguely with a blue face: "Well, it's okay."

"I knew it." Cao Qingyong said generously: "Since you like it, then I won't compete with you. You should eat more."

Pushing the plate towards Feng Huaying, Feng Huaying's scalp was about to explode, so he quickly stopped it: "No, you don't have to do this, you eat as you eat, you don't need to put it in front of me, my hands are long enough, if you want to eat, you can just hold it yourself."

Feng Huaying wondered if this kid had a grudge against her. Although she tried her best to behave normally, how good was her acting skills?
Can't see it at all?

"Okay, Qingyong, you eat by yourself, and your little uncle will pick it up by yourself." Liao Mingyuan watched the two people come and go happily, and happily ate half a bowl of rice.

In the afternoon, Liao Mingyuan taught Feng Huaying and continued to guide her progress.

This time, Cao Qingyong didn't compete with Feng Huaying again, and concentrated on doing his own thing, and would ask Feng Huaying if he couldn't figure it out.

"...Your ability is really good, and your basic skills are very good, but you haven't systematically learned relevant knowledge, and you don't have rigorous procedures, so you have certain shortcomings when you start. Don't rush. Laying a good foundation is the most important thing.

And your biggest shortcoming is that you are too anxious, and your style is a bit chaotic. It is a bit biased towards European and American style, but it also has the style of our Celestial Dynasty. The combination of the two is a bit nondescript. "

When Cao Qingyong was told, his face was a bit ugly, but he didn't lose his temper. He just said: "I am obviously innovative, and the European and American style is very good, but the master said that I worship foreigners."

Cao Qingyong cast a gloomy glance at Feng Huaying, revealing his thoughts.

"Well, the foreigner's furniture style is really good, but his development time is too short, and he is indeed not as good as my Tianchao in terms of background and skills. Master should not object to you learning their style, but maybe you think you have learned the old ancestor's style. things, the attitude of disregarding one's own inheritance is the reason why Master is angry." Feng Huaying persuaded.

She actually didn't know what the master thought, but he was able to take her into his family after discovering that she was a plastic talent, instead of rejecting her with prejudice between men and women, which shows that he is not a rigid person.

After all, in many fields, it is mostly dominated by men, and they have an innate prejudice against women.

"I didn't..." Cao Qingyong retorted, but he silenced under Feng Huaying's eyes: "I know, I will study hard in the future."

In the past month, because of being more serious with Feng Huaying, his woodworking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, but there was no progress before, which can already explain the problem.

"By the way, are you not going to school now? I think it's better for you to go to school." Feng Huaying suggested looking at his immature face.

"Why, I have already graduated from junior high school." Cao, who is tired of studying, resisted very much. After finally not having to carry his schoolbag to school every day, now the little uncle let him go to school?
impossible!
"I will be a carpenter in the future, and going to school is useless." Cao Qingyong was very reluctant to mention the matter of going to school.

"Children, don't be so absolute. Learning is good for you."

"What's the benefit, then why don't you continue to study, wouldn't it be better to go to university."

"We need to do woodworking. Now times are changing. Woodworking can't rely entirely on experience. It also needs data, theoretical support, and a combination of mechanics and aesthetics. In this way, you can integrate foreign furniture with its essence into Chinese-style furniture to make it better. Smooth, not nondescript."

Regarding the latter question, Feng Huaying said proudly: "As for why I didn't go to university? Because I have learned everything I need to learn. Otherwise, how could I be able to master it at any point? I am improving so fast. There are no geniuses in the world who are self-taught. so many."

Turning his eyes, Feng Huaying seemed to have guessed something incredible: "Little nephew, you are not a scumbag at school, are you?"

"Who is a scumbag? I am not a scumbag, you are a scumbag. I graduated from junior high school at the age of 14. How could I be a scumbag? You are talking nonsense!" Cao Qingyong was poked at the pain point, far away from Feng Huaying, His face turned red with excitement.

After finishing speaking, he ran away, not wanting to pay any more attention to this hateful uncle.

Or maybe stimulated by the possibility of going back to school?
(End of this chapter)