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32 sent Li Xiu away, and there was also a Cheng Xi.
Speaking of Cheng Xi, Jian Shi'an was a little speechless. There is no other reason, looking at a clever young man, why is the operation in his hands so clumsy?
Jian Shi'an knows that some people are the kings in theory and the losers in action. For example, Cheng Xi.
This man was able to memorize the theoretical knowledge he taught verbatim. Not only that, but he also knows the recipe for the fried skewer shabu-shabu by heart. How many catties of water and how many catties of soy sauce, he will not make the slightest mistake with these figures.
But once Cheng Xi is allowed to operate, the other party will show timidity. Either fried or undercooked, the fresh and crispy vegetables will turn into an unknown crop with mushy edges in his hands.
What can Jian Shi'an do? Since he accepted Cheng Xi, he couldn't deliberately ignore his efforts because of the other party's stupidity.
Cheng Xi is not ignorant, he, like Li Xiu, has always regarded Jian Shi'an's words as a golden mouth. There are even times when he serves Jian Shi'an more attentively than Li Xiu.
Jian Shi'an still remembers the scene when he first met Cheng Xi. The other party did not take the initiative to greet him, but stood there waiting for him to come to the door. It's not like a scholar, it's like an old lady.
Unlike Li Xiu, Cheng Xi's arrogance is not revealed on the surface, but occasionally when he looks back, he will find the arrogance flowing in his backbone.
It's not that Jian Shi'an can't understand his arrogance, he just doesn't want to pay attention to the psychology of elementary school chickens. But he's not really an honest man. He has his own way of polishing this kind of student who is secretly arrogant.
"Cheng Xi, fry the greens twice. No matter how they are fried, you have to take these two plates of greens back and ask your uncle to taste them. "
Jian Shi'an's way of subduing the primary school chicken is to let parents also participate in teaching, it is better to torture teachers than to torture parents, and let Cheng Shi also participate, which is another spur to Cheng Xi.
Cheng Xi honestly threw the vegetables into the oil pot, and fished them several times according to Jian Shi'anjiao's method, and finally let the vegetables bloom in the oil pot The beauty of the vegetables belongs.
Looking at Cheng Xi's progress, Jian Shi'an was sincerely happy for him. But I also feel a little incomprehensible:
Cheng Xi's skills are more than that. He clearly remembered that the other party could lead the fried skewer stall by himself before, but why can't he control the oil temperature now?
There must be something hidden in this.
Jian Shi'an thought about it again and again, and decided to ask:
"Cheng Xi, after the vegetables are fried, you can consider becoming a teacher." When will you officially become a teacher?
Jian Shi'an pretended to rush people, but his eyes stared at Cheng Xi intently. I saw that his face was embarrassed, and the colander under his hand was almost unstable, and the beautiful vegetables were put away by him like this, and then went into the oil pot.
This time, the green cabbage was not as lucky as before, and in the blink of an eye, it was scalded by the high oil temperature, and the charred black, which represented failure, was repeatedly stained with the green leaves.
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