Chapter 27 Next Target

"Mom, even if my brother is just a new cook, he can still bring home a meat dish every day. We can have meat every day. This kind of life is the best in the whole courtyard. No other family can compare to us."

Wang Jiannan said to Zhang Lan with a smile, his tone full of superiority.

Zhang Lan nodded happily: "You are right."

Wang Jianwu hurriedly picked up the tea on the table and refilled Wang Jianye's cup, saying expectantly, "Brother, you must pass the test. Then our family will be able to live a good life with meat every day."

Wang Jianwu swallowed as he said this.

At his age, he is in the period of growing up, so he especially wants to eat meat and is very greedy.

Wang Jianye shook his head deliberately: "Don't be too happy yet. Even if I can really bring a meat dish home every day, you may not get a share."

"Ah? Why, brother? I am your biological brother."

Wang Jianwu asked in confusion, pouting.

Zhang Lan, Wang Jiannan and Wang Jianwen also looked at Wang Jianye in confusion.

Wang Jianye said seriously, "It's true that you are my biological brother, but you usually fight and swear outside, hang out with those alley urchins all day long, and don't study hard in school. You are basically one of the last few in the class. You still want to eat meat?"

"Then can't I change it?"

Wang Jianwu is anxious, please don't deny him meat.

"Brother, you are right. We cannot give him meat unless he corrects himself and studies hard in the future."

Wang Jiannan agreed with Wang Jianye’s words very much.

Wang Jianwu groaned in dissatisfaction: "Second sister, I have already told you that I will definitely change in the future."

Wang Jiannan leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and ignored him.

"mom."

Wang Jianwu shouted anxiously and looked at Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan had no choice but to speak up: "You, don't go out and fight and make trouble in the future. Study hard in school and improve your grades. Look at your older sister, your second sister, and your second brother. The three of them have such good grades. Especially your older sister, she even got into college. You should learn from them."

"I know, Mom."

Seeing that Zhang Lan didn't speak up for him, Wang Jianwu nodded disappointedly.

Wang Jianwen, who usually doesn't like to talk much, approached him and comforted him: "They are all doing this for your own good. As long as you don't run around the streets with those bad friends from tomorrow and study hard in school, you will definitely get a lot of the meat that our brother brings back."

In order to have meat to eat in the future, Wang Jianwu expressed his decision and decided not to hang out with those alley urchins anymore and to study hard in school.

After expressing his determination, Wang Jianye smiled and praised him: "That's the right way to do it."

Zhang Lan poured the food in the two lunch boxes into her own plate, and then washed the lunch boxes clean.

He handed it back to Wang Jianye and told him to take it with him to work tomorrow morning and to thank the master very much, after all, the master gave him both meat dishes.

Wang Jianye nodded: "I understand, Mom."

After chatting in the room for a while, when the water in the kettle on the stove boiled, Wang Jianye poured it into the two thermoses in the house.

Then he took the ladle and filled the kettle with water and sat back on the stove.

This pot of water does not need to be boiled, it just needs to be slightly hot. This is the water for foot soaking.

After Wang Jianye finished washing up, he sat on the bed and soaked his feet. At this time, Zhang Lan came into the room with a glass bottle in her hand: "Put this in your bed, it will be very warm."

This glass bottle is the kind used for IV drips in hospitals. It has a fat belly, a narrow mouth, and a rubber stopper for saline solution. It can be filled with hot water and placed in the quilt to warm the bed.

And when I first put my feet in, the bottle was too hot, so I couldn’t put my feet directly on it. I had to put a layer of quilt between them.

"Mom, we don't need this. It's still hot at night."

Wang Jianwu shook his head like a rattle.

The three of them were like three small stoves; when they gathered together they didn't feel cold at all at night.

But Zhang Lan felt that there was no stove in their house and the bedding was thin, so she was worried that they would be cold at night and whether their bed could be warm.

Then he found the glass bottle, filled it with hot water and brought it to them.

"It's okay. If it's really hot at night, we can just take out this glass bottle and put it aside."

Wang Jianye said to Wang Jianwu, took the glass bottle from Zhang Lan and stuffed it into the quilt.

After Zhang Lan left with satisfaction, Wang Jianwu didn't understand: "Brother, we are not cold at night, why do we need the glass bottle given by our mother?"

Wang Jianwu felt it was unnecessary and didn't want it.

Wang Jianye said earnestly: "No matter whether our mother gives you something useful or not, it is all out of our mother's good intentions. We just need to accept it and don't let her worry. Look how satisfied our mother was when she left just now.
If we don't want this glass bottle, she will have to worry about whether we are cold at night and whether the bed is warm after she goes back. Do you think she will worry about us?"

After hearing Wang Jianye's words, Wang Jianwu quickly shook his head.

Wang Jianwen next to him also advised him: "Our brother is right, don't let our mother worry about us in the future, after all, we are all grown up."

As an older brother, he is much more sensible than Wang Jianwu.

After Wang Jianye finished soaking his feet, his two younger brothers took over and he went into bed.

After a while, they both finished soaking their feet. Wang Jianwen poured the foot washing water away, then came back, turned off the lights, and went to bed.

Late in the night, Wang Jianye took stock of what he had gained that day.

I worked as an apprentice at Fengzeyuan for three years, but I couldn’t even cook a dish of the third-class level.

It only took him one day to travel through time and space, and he upgraded the nine dishes to the level of three stoves.

His progress in this day was much greater than that in the previous three years.

"Tomorrow I have to upgrade the last dish, pan-fried yellow croaker, to the third-grade level. That way, no matter which three dishes I'll be asked to cook in the assessment a week later, I won't have to worry.

Then I have to upgrade these ten dishes to the second-class level."

He improved so quickly that in just one day, he had upgraded all nine dishes to the third-grade level.

Now he still has six days before the assessment, and he cannot waste these six days. He plans to use them to upgrade these third-grade dishes to the next level.

"In all the years since Fengze Garden was established, the only person who has been promoted directly from an apprentice to a second-class chef is the current kitchen manager, Master Zhou Qingde."

"Tomorrow I have to ask my master and ask what kind of score Master Zhou got when he took the grading test to be directly graded as a second stove."

"Perhaps I will have the opportunity to become the second apprentice in Fengze Garden to be directly promoted to the second stove..."

Wang Jianye had a plan in mind.

(End of this chapter)