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Experts can tell if there is any one! Just looking at Wang Bo's "get it" on the chopping board, his posture of using a knife like flying, and his extremely skilled knife skills, Cheng Wenjin's last prudent doubt disappeared.

"Wang Bo, can't you tell me? Do you often cook at home to help your mother cook?" Cheng Wenjin, who was standing aside watching Wang Bo cut vegetables, said with a smile, with an unconcealed surprise and appreciation in his eyes.

He cooked nothing! Half of his cooking skills came from the influence of his grandmother and mother for more than ten years, but more of it was his own efforts to pass the boring time and satisfy his desire for his own taste during the four or five years after marriage. But Wang Bo said without thinking:

"Yes, Aunt Cheng. When I was a child, my parents had to go out to do farm work, so I couldn't help, so I could only cook some food, stir-fry some vegetables at home, and do things within my ability. My grandmother used to be a chef in the team of the big group. Not only did my mother learn all her life cooking skills, but she also learned a lot of dishes from the chefs who do weddings and weddings in the countryside. When my old man was in the army, he also worked as a cook in the army. Therefore, I, as a son, was influenced by my grandmother, mother and father, and I was taught by my words and deeds, and I also tasted delicious. I like to specialize in research and experiment on some dishes I like to eat. Over time, so I have some more brushes." Wang Bo arrived to Cheng Wenjin in detail and told the origin of his cooking skills.

After hearing what Wang Bo said, Cheng Wenjin suddenly realized something.

"It turns out that my family is still a family background!" Cheng Wenjin joked, and suddenly thought that "Sao Zeng Mi Noodles" was so popular in Sifang, and now it has almost become a signboard in the entire Sifang snack industry. It seems that it is not like some of her colleagues who have discussed it. It is because of simple luck, but it is passed down from generation to generation, and the foundation of three generations has accumulated to create the glory of today's families.

Slice, cut into shreds, cut into pieces, cut into pieces, chop, chop, chop, chop...fry, turn, bump, shake... In the order of prior arrangement, in order, add various ingredients and various seasonings to the pot without any mess. In front of Cheng Wenjin, Wang Bo was like playing magic, threading needles and threading, and interpreting the exquisiteness of cooking skills like flowing clouds and water. He watched Cheng Wenjin, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but exclaim several convincing praises.

As a housewife for more than ten years, Cheng Wenjin, frankly speaking, she is not very passionate about the things in the kitchen, nor is she completely disgusted. Many times she is just helpless. Since she has become someone else's wife and has a mother who represents responsibility, she has to take on the responsibility of a housewife, take care of her husband and daughter, and cooks three meals a day for them. But this does not mean that she is in her heart about all this.

I really like to go into the kitchen and like to smell oil smoke. Countless times, when she was sweating alone in the kitchen, choking by the oil smoke, she cried and coughed, while her husband crossed his legs and sat leisurely while reading books and drinking tea, she would feel countless disgust, depression, and even sadness in her heart. She felt that her whole life would be consumed in this endless oil, salt, firewood and rice, and would not be liberated, and no one understood it.

In the small world of the kitchen, although she belongs to her and is completely controlled by her, Cheng Wenjin cannot find any sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. As a Shanghai native, she cannot cook the dishes from Sichuan, and she does not have the origin and talent in this regard. The dishes she cooks and the rice she cooks are difficult to get the sincere praise from her husband and daughter.

For more than ten years, she has been able to persevere until now without any complaints, but because of the inertia of love and responsibility in her heart. Of course, there are also good tutors who do not easily complain about the world and make them angry. In Cheng Wenjin's view, the kitchen is just a place to maintain the life of the family, but she does not feel much warmth and things that make her proud and masturbate.

Until today, there was a sudden addition to her eyes wide open, and she could turn her beautiful eyes into magic. She turned her food, seasonings, and seemed ordinary, after cooking and stir-frying them with wonderful hands, and finally turned into a plate of flowers, full of colors, fragrance and taste. After seeing her, she felt delicious and delicious food, Cheng Wenjin suddenly felt that the kitchen that made her feel like a cage and could not escape suddenly became cute and shining, as if she was instantly filled with some magic by this little guy full of miracles, magical and wonderful.

It's so wonderful!

You little guy, you have a pair of wonderful hands, and you can write those wonderful hands, naturally, you can't feel any awkward or childish articles, and you can also make a good dish that makes you feel very appetizing. How many unknown abilities and skills do you have? But now you are only seventeen years old? Literature, music, and cooking skills now. Could it be that you little guy, you are really a genius with a very high understanding and a rare genius in a century?

Cheng Wenjin, who saw Wang Bo pick it up with his own eyes, turned the plain ingredients into magic and turned them into delicious dishes with confidence. Suddenly, there was a thought and impulse to talk to this little guy, understand him in all aspects, and explore all his secrets and abilities! In the other party's chic posture of walking leisurely, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain, she seemed to have felt a long-lost youth and vitality again, and an illusion that she seemed to have become younger!

Thinking about the novel that the other party sent to her last time, Cheng Wenjin suddenly became interested. While Wang Bo was cooking, he began to ask the other party about a series of questions that had been surprising and confusing to her for the past period of time:

How did he write a novel with a sophisticated and natural style of "Rural Teachers"? Even if he doesn't talk about the imaginative science fiction part that can be explained by imagination; the part about reality has no considerate observation of real life, no deep understanding of the mountain village rooted in the rural land, no personal feelings about the cruelty of real society, and most importantly, without decades of life accumulation, how can he write such touching, moving, down-to-earth, word and line with earthy words?

He is only seventeen years old! His life has just begun, and it should have been a piece of white paper. However, for some reason or event, this piece of white paper was painted with a thick and colorful stroke by him early on - oh, not a piece, to be precise, three strokes! And each stroke is extraordinary, dazzling, showing infinite potential and possibility!

In addition to the other party's incredible creative talent that surpasses his age, when returning to the novel "Rural Teacher", Cheng Wenjin also has great interest, such as the characters, plots, conceptions and other technical things in it. She wants to discuss with the other party, wanting to know what the other party thinks and how to do it! Cheng Wenjin has read a large number of novels in the past decade, but it is the first time for her to meet the author face to face. Not only does she feel new, but she is also excited to meet the idol.

Yes, after reading this novel created by Wang Bo, who has not shed tears for many years, she started to cry after reading only two thousand words. After deeply touching her, Cheng Wenjin began to admire the little guy in front of her who couldn't see through or understand, and was fascinated all over her body!

Cheng Wenjin's overwhelming love for "Rural Teachers" surprised and happy. He was quite confident in the "Rural Teachers" he rewritten, which can be seen from Liao Xiaoqing's reaction. But Liao Xiaoqing was just a middle school student after all, and was moved. In his opinion, he was very superficial and touched, and he could not say any profound reading experience. But Cheng Wenjin is different. He has been in the library for more than ten years and has never read any famous works? Therefore, Wang Bo was proud and confident in the unconcealed praise of this "future mother-in-law". His confidence in Liu Chixin's representative work "The Wandering Earth" and the long-form representative work "The Three-Body Problem" that he would be rewritten next is so full of confidence!

After the surprise, you will naturally be humble.

"Aunt Cheng, you're too rewarded. I'm just idle. In addition, I've seen a lot of science fiction when I was a child and have a lot of ideas and experiences. When I get excited, I'll do whatever I want and can't be a good place!" Wang Bo said a little shyly and began to pretend to be a good baby in front of Cheng Wenjin.

"Where did you get the award? For children of your age, being able to write works of this level can be described as miracles! Wang Bo, I think you have a talent that surpasses ordinary people in the field of literature, which is quite rare. Have you ever taken the path of literature and engaged in professional writing in the future? Oh-I forgot, you seemed to tell me before that you had a package of writing and planned to write novellas and longs? It seems that you already have a plan for your life, and my aunt is overthinking."

At this time, Cheng Wenjin suddenly thought of her first meeting with Wang Bo in the library. The guy excitedly told her that he had a "package plan" for writing novels, both short, medium and long. At that time, Cheng Wenjin was stunned and smiled bitterly. At that time, although she was limited to politeness, she praised the other party with ambitions in a misunderstanding, but she shouted in her heart that she was arrogant and met a rude person and a lunatic! However, the facts proved that she was not arrogant, but she had a lot of shame and had a good reputation. She herself was short-sighted and could not escape the knowledge of ordinary people!

"By the way, Wang Bo, your two articles are enough to be published. Do you have any ideas for publication?" Cheng Wenjin asked with concern again.

"It has been sent to the magazine, Aunt Cheng, the same day it was sent to you." Wang Bo said with a smile, turning back and blinking at Cheng Wenjin.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Wenjin immediately remembered the other party's words "adding to the snake" behind the big envelope, and the smiling face drawn by a colon and brackets at the back of the words, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Which magazine? I'll pay attention to it then." Cheng Wenjin said with a smile.

"I'm writing science fiction novels, of course I'd better invest in "Science Fiction World".

"Science fiction is still too niche. Wang Bo, I think the strength of "Rural Teacher" is enough to be published by the country's best literary magazines, such as "Harvest", "Contemporary", and "October", etc., don't you think about it?"

"Oh, I really haven't thought about it..."

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