50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 702 Almost Driven Crazy by the Recipe
He also noticed that even when the chefs were making the same dish, the amount of various seasonings they used was different each time.

Often, chefs just scatter seasonings randomly, sometimes spilling a lot onto the stove, but they never care.

All the recipes he had seen were like this; they never precisely recorded the amount of seasoning used.

The units used for weighing are mostly similar: half a spoonful of light soy sauce, a little white sugar, a handful of peppercorns, simmer over low heat, etc.

How much exactly is "half a spoon"? Everyone uses spoons that are different sizes, okay?
And how much is "a little"? Can it be added arbitrarily?
How many peppercorns are in a "handful"? Everyone's hands are different sizes.

What exactly is this "gentle fire"? And how do you distinguish between the fire from a gas stove, a high-powered stove, and a wood-fired stove?

For a science student like Sun Zhiwei, reading recipes is like reading gibberish. Even with a master chef demonstrating in person, he still can't learn, which is incredibly frustrating.

But the dishes made by the chefs are still delicious, I wonder if there's some kind of mystical reason behind it.

In short, after several such incidents, he simply gave up and abandoned learning how to cook.

He felt that he already knew enough, even how to fly a plane, so it was nothing to be ashamed of to lack cooking skills.

Moreover, everyone in a family has their own role.

He can't do everything at home by himself; he has to give Tong Jiajia and the others a chance to contribute.

Half an hour later, the two dishes that Yang Guihua had added were ready, and her daughter, Sun Hongying, rode her bicycle into the house.

After saying goodbye to them, Yang Guihua hurriedly took off her apron and rushed back to her home.

Upon seeing Sun Zhiwei, Sun Hongying excitedly rushed over to give him a hug, and then began to incessantly ask about her younger siblings.

"Dad, did you and Mom really have another pair of twins?" Sun Zhiwei could almost see the burning gossip in the girl's eyes.

Sun Zhiwei angrily pushed her outstretched head back with his finger.

"Quickly set out the bowls and chopsticks, let's eat and talk at the same time, otherwise the food will get cold."

The two of them set out the bowls and chopsticks, and served the rice. Soon they sat down and started eating.

Sun Zhiwei had no intention of hiding the two minor issues from Sun Hongying, who was the eldest sister in the family and would definitely have to take care of her younger siblings in the future.

"The household registration book will definitely list twins. The third child is a boy named Sun Haoyang, nicknamed Yangyang; the fourth child is a girl named Sun Jinyao, nicknamed Yaoyao."

Photo: The light green eyes aren't very noticeable, but they're still pretty.

"Actually, Yao Yao is an adopted child of ours in the United States. Her hair is black, but her eyes are light green, but thankfully it's not very noticeable."

"Only your mother and I know about Yao Yao's situation. You are the eldest child in the family, so we definitely can't keep it from you."

"However, now that you know the situation, you should be careful to protect Lao Si from now on."

Upon hearing this big family secret, Sun Hongying's eyes lit up, and she solemnly promised, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely keep the secret and take good care of my sister."

When Sun Zhiwei heard his daughter only mention taking care of her younger sister but not her younger brother, his lips twitched slightly, and he continued eating with his head down.

In a family, it's not a bad thing for the older sister to be a bit assertive. So what if she likes to hit her younger brother? The younger brothers are tough, so she can take it all.

Besides, an elder sister is like a mother; only by enduring hardship can one rise above others.

Good heavens, Sun Haoyang, the third child who is only six months old in Qingdao, was arranged by Sun Zhiwei in just one meal.

It seems that he will inevitably have to endure the loving discipline of his eldest sister, Sun Hongying, from now on.

After discussing the third and fourth children, Sun Zhiwei began to inquire about his daughter's progress with Xiao Qihang. "Have you and Xiao Qihang discussed your plans for this year?"

"What do you mean, how will it be arranged?" Sun Hongying was taken aback by Sun Zhiwei's question.

"Didn't he say he was coming to visit us for the New Year this year?"

Sun Zhiwei was a little angry. His own daughter was about to be kidnapped, and this brat had no sense of self-awareness at all. Did he look down on his father-in-law, who was the future richest man in the world?
"Oh, Dad, you mean New Year's greetings?"

“He did say he would come to pay his respects during the Chinese New Year this year, but aren’t we going to Qingdao this year? He won’t be able to make it in time.”

"So, it just ended like that?" Sun Zhiwei raised an eyebrow.

"No, that's not true. I was just about to tell you. His parents want to meet you before the Lunar New Year, so they asked me to come back and ask you what you think."

"Before the Lunar New Year? That works too. I'll call your mother and ask her to come back tomorrow."

"Let's set the date for the day after tomorrow. It's Sunday, and everyone has the day off, so we'll have plenty of time."

"Then I'll inform Xiao Qihang tomorrow. But, the third and fourth children are still young. Is it alright for Mom to leave for a few days?"

"What's the problem? Your grandparents are actually hoping we're not here so they can have both little ones all to themselves. There's formula and a nanny at home to take care of them, so there's no problem."

The father-in-law and mother-in-law are now extremely fond of the third and fourth sons.

They both regretted that Sun Hongying and Sun Aiguo weren't around much when they were young.

Tong Xuebin's children are often away from home, and the two elderly people find the house too quiet.

Isn't this perfect? ​​Let the two little ones make a ruckus and add some liveliness to the father-in-law's house.

Sun Zhiwei thought irresponsibly.

After dinner, Sun Zhiwei called his father-in-law's family in Qingdao to let Tong Jiajia know that she would be taking the train back to Beijing the next day.

The day after tomorrow, the couple will meet with their in-laws to discuss their children's wedding date for next year.

Nowadays, people go from dating to marriage very quickly, but there's no longer that kind of marathon-like relationship.

An old saying goes: Dating without the intention of marriage is just playing around.

If Xiao Qihang dares to cause any trouble, Sun Zhiwei wouldn't mind showing him what a fist the size of a sandbag really looks like.

The next morning, Tong Jiajia boarded the train back to Beijing.

Because of his father-in-law's connections, even for a short journey, he bought sleeper tickets to ensure safety.

Sun Zhiwei went to the Foreign Affairs Building in the morning and borrowed Xu Yimin's car from the car fleet. Then, he drove the car directly onto the platform through the green channel at the train station.

At this point, such special treatment is perfectly normal, and no one complains about it taking up resources or anything; everyone does it this way.

If Sun Zhiwei were to pretentiously drive a car with diplomatic license plates and wait outside the train station to pick someone up, he would truly seem like an oddball.

Those who know him probably wouldn't say he's good; they'd probably call him a fool.

Sun Zhiwei should keep a low profile in the country, blend in with the crowd, and not seek special treatment.

Around 11 a.m., Sun Zhiwei successfully picked up Tong Jiajia, but he didn't expect that Tong Jiajia would bring back several large packages this time.

(End of this chapter)