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Chapter 0095 I’m afraid that if I have talent, I’ll work harder than you.

 Nie Ling'er had just stewed the braised pork, and when he heard the sound, he looked back and saw that the beef on the vegetable pile was divided into three parts.

One of them was cut by me just now, and the remaining two were cut by Hu Zi, one was cut without flaws, and the other was chopped with flaws.

Nie Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled when she saw this. This child was honest and separated the finished products from the defective ones.

Walking forward, Nie Ling'er picked up a piece of meat and looked at it carefully. It was of moderate thickness and the cut surface was smooth, which showed that Huzi didn't hesitate when he dropped the knife.

Although some of the cuts were askew, Nie Ling'er was very satisfied, and it also verified the idea in her mind that this Huzi was indeed extremely talented in knife skills.

Such people are very rare, because in the catering industry, 99% of the knife-cutting masters can only develop good knife skills through hard training.

People like Hu Zi who are talented in knife skills are rare. If he puts in the same efforts as ordinary people, he will definitely become a qualified and outstanding chopping board master in time.

Don’t be afraid that people are talented, but be afraid that talented people will work harder than you.

It was the first time he held such a heavy kitchen knife and cut meat for the first time. Nie Ling'er looked at Huzi with approval and said slowly: "The cut was very good."

I thought Huzi would be overjoyed by his praise, but unexpectedly he shook his head expressionlessly and blurted out: "No, it's not as good as my sister's."

This sentence actually made Nie Ling'er slightly stunned, and then she smiled happily: "Then do you want to be as good as your sister?"

"Yes!" Huzi agreed without thinking.

Nie Ling'er took a deep breath and thought for a while before adding: "If you really think about it, the days ahead will be very difficult."

"My sister asked me to cut things, must it be because it is good for me?" Huzi said blankly: "As long as it is useful to me and I can make money in the future, then I am not afraid of hard work."

Nie Ling'er was stunned again. This little tiger gave her one surprise after another today. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be very smart.

Indeed, Nie Ling'er intended to train Hu Zi to become Master Qedun because Nie Ling'er knew that she would open a restaurant in the future, and she also wanted to have a team of her own.

And a master cutter with excellent knife skills is indispensable.

If Hu Zi can really endure the hardship and endure the boring training, Nie Linger believes from the bottom of his heart that Hu Zi can become an outstanding master of cutting holes.

So, Nie Ling'er nodded to Hu Zi: "Okay, starting from tomorrow, you will cut all the tofu by yourself."

Bao'er and others were shocked when they heard this.

They were all being cut into pieces, so what did they do?

On the contrary, Huzi nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

Just before lunch, Qin Jue and Aunt Qin came.

Aunt Qin also came to Nie's house on the day of Nie Yuanyang's funeral, but Nie Linger really had no impression of her, so today was the real first time for Nie Linger to see Aunt Qin.

Aunt Qin is similar in age to Mr. Xu, but she looks much younger than Mr. Xu. She is still dressed simply, with only an elegant wooden hairpin as decoration on her simple bun.

"Aunt Qin!"

The children swarmed up and greeted them enthusiastically. Nie Ling'er stopped what she was doing and hurried forward to greet them.

Before she could speak, Aunt Qin's eyes lit up and she took the initiative to greet Nie Ling'er: "Ling'er, you've lost so much weight that you almost can't recognize her anymore."

Nie Ling'er responded with a natural smile on her face: "Listen to what Auntie said, my efforts these days have not been in vain. Auntie, come in and sit down quickly. We will have dinner soon."

Aunt Qin smiled and nodded: "Okay, Brother Jue and Brother Liang both praised your craftsmanship. Aunt Qin can finally try it today."

Qin Jue took a piece of bacon and handed it to Nie Ling'er: "Miss Ling'er, this is the bacon made by my mother. It's delicious. I brought it to you specially."

Nie Ling'er took it and looked up at Qin Jue and said softly naturally: "Then I'll cut it and stir-fry it with chili peppers for two plates, and add another dish for you."

Qin Jue nodded with a smile.

In the eyes of others, this scene gave rise to a strange sense of harmony.

The two people communicated naturally with words and eyes, as if they were old lovers who had known each other for a long time, and did not pay attention to the people around them at all.

The scary thing is that Nie Ling'er and Qin Jue didn't feel this way. Everything was natural and they didn't feel any discomfort at all.

The three time-consuming dishes of braised beef, braised pork and three-cup chicken were all ready. Next, Nie Ling'er made spicy stir-fried pork liver, stir-fried bacon with chili, made crabs with eggs, and fried peanuts.

Finally, I mixed in a cucumber and pig ears.

Eight dishes are the most dishes on the table in our family's history.

Then he divided all the dishes into two portions, and called two elders, Nie Yuanshan and Wang, to accompany the guests to sit at the big table, while Nie Ling'er took the children to sit at the small table.

Firstly, it was because there was no room for one person at the table, and secondly, because Wang Qichen and Huzi were too cautious to open their mouths and eat.

"Auntie, you are so lucky. This Ling'er is really capable." After sitting down, Aunt Qin looked at the table full of sumptuous and fragrant dishes, and couldn't help but praise: "You have such good skills at such a young age, no wonder my brother Liang

I talk about it every day, even Brother Jue is full of praises."

The old lady smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and she responded: "Then you're welcome, just eat more."

Nie Yuanshan saw General Qin Jue secretly rubbing his hands in excitement until Bao'er brought a jar of wine. Nie Yuanshan quickly stood up, took it, and said to Qin Jue: "General Qin, I'll fill it up for you."

Seeing this, Qin Jue stood up in panic: "Uncle Yuanshan, you can't do this. I'm a junior, how can I let you pour me wine."

Before Nie Yuanshan could react, his hands were empty, and the wine jar had already appeared in Qin Jue's hand.

Qin Jue poured wine for several adults before pouring a bowl for himself.

There is harmony on the big table here, and there is also harmony on the small table.

Wang Qichen was older than Nie Ling'er, so Nie Ling'er also called him brother: "Brother Qichen, you're welcome. Eat more of what you like. I can't keep the hot leftovers today, so I have to throw away the rest.

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Wang Qichen nodded when he heard this. When he lowered his head, there were already two more pieces of braised pork in the bowl, which were given to him by Qin Liang.

Nie Xuan and Bao'er also gave Huzi and Li'er a lot of meat, for fear that they would be embarrassed.

They have forgotten how long it has been since they have eaten meat, and they can hardly even remember the taste of meat. Looking at the meat in the bowl, Huzi and Lier didn't know how to eat it for a while.
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