Chapter 1272

The meal was very luxurious and also very comfortable.

Everyone sitting together, talking and laughing, more like a family, let Yang Chen feel very warm.

In particular, ye Liangcai and Hu Yashu, from time to time to Yang Chen folder dishes, a smile, treat Yang Chen is very warm.

Ye Xin feels that his parents' preference for him has now been transferred to Yang Chen, but he has become the neglected one.

Huff of Ye Xin hard to mouth stuff, in order to offset the anger in the heart.

After dinner, ye Liangcai explained a few words in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Yang Chen knows that after ye Liangcai gets the voiceprint U disk, he can't sit still. But still insist to accompany Yang Chen to finish dinner, already very give Yang Chen face.

Now he leaves in a hurry, Yang Chen is very able to understand.

After dinner, Mr. Ye asked people to make a pot of tea for everyone to drink to relieve the pain.

Yang Chen is full of however curiously to leaf old son way: "old son, don't know our family that gold knife Chef where?"? Can I call on you? "

Yang Chen is still very interested in the legendary golden knife chef.

"You said Lao Gao!" Ye took a sip of tea with a smile, looked at Yang Chen and said, "I didn't expect you to be so interested in chefs?"

Yang Chen laughed and explained: "you know, we are special forces. We eat whatever we meet. We can eat all kinds of snakes, insects, rats and ants, even earthworms and bark. In bad conditions, there is no condition to eat delicious food. "

Ye Laozi nodded slowly, his face showing the color of memory, "speaking, I still understand this feeling. At the beginning, when we were marching and fighting, we ate wild grass, gnawed bark, and used a cowhide belt to make soup. All of them were raw and rotten. Think about how hard the conditions were! When we were most hungry, we ate guanyintu. I've seen people who ate guanyintu to death. It's really no good. We just eat the cotton in our clothes. After eating the cotton, we have to suffer from the cold. The frostbite on our feet is like a layer of clay sculpture. Now I remember... "

Mr. Ye was filled with emotion.

Yang Chen was awed.

As a soldier, Yang Chen always has high respect for the revolutionary martyrs in his heart.

Old people like ye, who have witnessed history, have great respect.

The life they are enjoying now is all the life that these predecessors exchanged for at the beginning!

"If you don't talk about me, it's all in the past. It's estimated that you've been reading textbooks every day since you were a child, and you've been educated every day since you arrived in the army. You've long been tired of listening to them." Ye Laozi waved his hand with a smile.

Yang Chen said: "the story of the revolutionary martyrs, never tired of listening! Only when you know what you believed in, can you know how wonderful life is today! "

Ye Laozi nods with a smile, thinking that Yang Chen is very rare and valuable. Now few people can have this kind of understanding.

"You like cooks because you can't eat good food when you were on a mission?" Asked Ye.

Yang Chen said with a smile: "I can't say that. After all, when we were training, we made it clear that as a special combat team member, it's fundamental to be not afraid of hardship and fatigue. The reason is that I'm a foodie. I've enjoyed eating since I was a child. You know, I grew up in an orphanage and had a sister with a different surname. That little girl is more greedy than me, but at that time, the orphanage had no money and could not make delicious food for us. The little girl is greedy, so I try to use the only materials to get her something to eat. It tastes good. "

Mr. Ye's smile faded and his face was heavy.

Yang Chen had a happy family. If it didn't happen, the status of the Yang family would not be lower than that of the Ye family!

It's a pity that when the accident happened, he didn't stop it, which led to this situation.

Although Yang Chen didn't say that the thieves blame their Ye family, Ye's heart is still very remorseful.

"When I went to the army later, the food was really bad. Later, when I was on a mission, it was really hard for my brothers, so I tried to make some delicious food for them. In fact, in the wilderness, there is really no way to get delicious food. But I still have to say that our Chinese culture is extensive and profound. Chinese spices and condiments are really powerful. Although there are no such things in foreign countries, plants are imaginative. I use these things to make a stew for them. You know, if there is an open fire or barbecue, it will be easy to expose the target. Then we dig a deep pit from the ground, ignite it, burn it into charcoal, cover it with a layer of soil, wrap the processed food with leaves, put it on the soil, and then bury it. About half an hour to an hour later, take it out and eat it. It tastes delicious! "

Ye old son hears in front of his eyes a bright, "this method is very good, sounds like it is also very delicious appearance."

Yang Chen said with a smile: "it's all local methods. It's better than those raw meat."

Master Ye nodded slowly, stood up and said, "go! I'll take you to see Lao Gao. "

"I'll go too!" Ye Xin immediately took Yang Chen's arm, "I haven't eaten too much food from my grandfather for a long time. Let's see if I have a chance to let him do it once."

Yang Chen looks at Ye Laozi suspiciously.

Isn't what you just ate made by the golden knife chef in master Ye's mouth?

Ye Laozi said with a smile: "Lao Gao is old and seldom cooks. These things are all made under his command. He didn't do it himself. "

Yang Chen is more surprised and more curious about the golden knife chef.

It's so delicious just to direct and teach others to make things. How can you do it yourself?

Yang Chen can't wait.

Mr. Ye took them to the backyard, where the kitchen was.

At the door of the kitchen, there was an old man sitting on a stone bench, staring at the chess on the stone table, thinking in a trance. Even when three people came near, he didn't notice.

As soon as Yang Chen looked at it, he found that there was a remnant game on the table. Every chess piece was in a hidden position. If he moved a little, it would lead to a series of strong attacks, which made it impossible to defend.

Looking at such a mess, Yang Chen is also secretly frightened.

Ye Laozi shook his head and sighed, "Lao Gao, still studying the remnant."

Gao zhenggen then recovered. He took back the chess and rearranged it. He said, "no, I just want to have a look."

Ye shook his head slightly and said nothing more. Sitting opposite Gao zhenggen, he pointed to Yang Chen and said, "I'd like to introduce you to my grandson-in-law, Yang Chen. He's very interested in cooks. Have a look."

"Yang Chen, this is what I told you about Lao Gao, Gao zhenggen, the golden knife chef."

Yang Chen immediately respectfully way: "Gao Lao!"

Gao zhenggen looked at Yang Chen up and down, drew back his eyes, fiddled with the pieces and said, "good young man, what kind of cooking do you learn?"