Chapter 225: The Guilty Third Son

Gu Chen didn't care either, opened the refrigerator, and looked at the food inside.

He reached in and took some oil lettuce and matsutake mushrooms, then opened the lower refrigerator and found sea cucumbers and abalones, and below that, a wild yellow croaker.

He looked at it carefully. He estimated that such a fish would cost at least 10,000 yuan. You have to know that in later generations, a catty of wild yellow croaker would sell for more than 30,000 yuan.

It really isn't cheap.

He casually said, 'It looks quite fresh.'

Upon hearing this, Guangzhuo felt that this person had never seen the world and was completely ignorant.

'That's right. Mr. Jie can't afford to be careless about what he eats. All of this was airlifted in this morning!'

He spoke with a tone of boasting, as if he owned all these things.

Gu Chen didn't mind, and he reached out to take the things out of the refrigerator and casually placed them on the edge of the stove.

Uncle Guang was very satisfied with these ingredients. He rubbed his hands together, 'Today is up to you!'

Good ingredients paired with a good chef will definitely make a delicious meal.

He can't wait to eat tonight's dinner.

Seeing that Uncle Guang has such high expectations of Gu Chen, Guang Zhuo feels a little sour inside. He is the chef, after all.

Letting this kid cook these dishes is a complete waste of ingredients!

Smiling, Gu Chen took another potato out of the refrigerator and threw it at Uncle Guang, saying, 'Peel the skin.'

After spending the day together, he discovered that Uncle Guang is really a nice person.

He loves to talk and laugh, and it's very easy to get along with him.

'Rascal!' Guang Shu gave Gu Chen a glare, but then quickly went about peeling the potatoes with a smile on his face.

Guang Zhuo just kept standing in the doorway.

To be honest, he didn't dare to leave, and didn't want to leave either. He wanted to see how good this person's cooking was, and whether it would have any impact on his work.

After all, with a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan and only cooking for a few people, the job was really relaxing and comfortable.

The gas stove was just more convenient to use than the clay stove. After Gu Chen lit the fire, he first made a stir-fried dish of matsutake mushrooms, then scooped up some millet and washed it, and made millet and sea cucumber porridge.

Only then did he start on the other dishes. To be honest, the first two dishes were not difficult, but the highlight was the wild yellow croaker that followed.

This fish is best steamed.

Gu Chen hesitated for a moment, then, while Guang Zhuo was not looking, he took a basin and went into the bathroom. He closed the door and entered the space, and ladled some Lingquan water out.

Steaming the yellow croaker in Lingquan water is absolutely an unparalleled delicacy!

After leaving the bathroom, Gu Chen carried the basin into the kitchen and poured the water into the steamer that had already been prepared.

Guang Zhuo was shocked and shouted, 'How can you use the water from the bathroom to cook?'

After saying that, he walked over to stop him, but unfortunately all the water had already been poured into the pot.

It's not that the water is unclean, it's just that the bathroom doesn't have a filtration system. The water in Haicheng is alkaline and hard, so it doesn't taste good for cooking. You have to use filtered water.

Gu Chen turned around and smiled at him, 'It's fine, isn't it all just water?'

This is spring water, it's precious!

Guangzhuo looked helplessly at Uncle Guang and said, 'Boss, you can't cook with unfiltered water!'

This bumpkin obviously can't cook.

I really don't know what Uncle Guang was thinking, asking him to cook.

Uncle Guang was squatting in front of the trash can, head down, peeling potatoes. I have to admit that this person, who has not worked for years, is really not good at this kind of fine work.

If the knife is too deep, a large piece of potato will be peeled off; if it is shallow, it will not be clean. He was in the middle of peeling potatoes, feeling frustrated, when he heard Guang Zhuo's voice and looked up at him.

'Why don't you peel the potatoes?'

Guangzhuo: '...'

He was really speechless. This kid obviously knew nothing. He wondered what Uncle Guangzhuo was thinking, defending him so much.

But there was nothing he could do. He was a worker, so he had to swallow his anger and walk over to him, take the potatoes from his hand, and unwillingly start peeling them.

He was the head chef, but he was actually helping out a young kid who knew nothing.

It was really frustrating.

When he's finished wasting all the ingredients, I'll see if he still feels good about himself.

By now the water was almost boiling. Gu Chen sliced some spring onion and ginger, then calmly put the big yellow croaker into a plate and then into the steamer.

He started to prepare the abalone.

As soon as Guang Zhuo finished peeling the potatoes, he smelled a unique aroma of big yellow croaker.

The fresh and long-lasting fragrance accompanied the continuous steam.

It actually smells even more delicious than the ones I usually cook.

He sniffed and double-checked.

The water this kid fetched from the bathroom is actually used to steam such delicious fish?

No way, this is too illogical.

The more Guang Zhuo tried to think about it, the more unbelievable it felt.

Gu Chen's abalone was also ready. Uncle Guang took out the lunch box and couldn't wait to pack up all the food. He licked his lips, looked at Gu Chen with a smile.

'Let's go back and eat!'

He was already hooked by the various wonderful flavours and his appetite was coming out.

The two left Guang Zhuo, who was depressed and questioning life, and walked back towards the hospital.

At this moment, Ji Yuanbai was sitting on the sofa with a complex. He was originally doing well in Sichuan Province, but his second brother insisted that he come here.

Now it's great, but the matter of his eldest brother and second brother is going to get himself involved.

He really can't run away, so what should he do?

The more Ji Yuanbai thought about it, the more his head ached. He sighed and looked over at Huang Qian, who was watching TV while applying a facial mask.

'What do you think we should do now?'

With things like this, it seems that I have to choose between my eldest brother and my second brother. It's impossible to think of saving my own skin.

But I can't provoke either of these two.

If I stand by my eldest brother's side, he's in such poor health now, who knows when he'll pass away.

By then, the Ji family will definitely fall into the hands of my second brother.

With his temper, I don't know how he'll deal with himself.

But if I stand by the second brother, I always feel that he is no match for the eldest brother.

If the eldest brother gets angry and takes care of me as well, then the loss will outweigh the gain.

Ji Yuanbai had been thinking for two hours, but still didn't know what to do.

Upon hearing this, Huang Qian frowned, her eyes exposed to the air, looking helpless.

It's really not easy to be the daughter-in-law of someone from a big family!

Her wife, Ji Yuanbai, has been married to him for almost ten years. The two of them belong to the same type of people: they are both timid and afraid of trouble, and try not to offend anyone.

But now they have to choose one side or the other, and it's really difficult.

Ji Yuanbai was already upset, and seeing her helpless expression made him even more so.

'You're even wearing a facial mask! If you don't handle this well, you won't even have the money to buy facial masks in the future!'

Huang Qian had no choice. Which member of the Ji family is someone you want to mess with?

But Ji Guangsheng has been in charge for so many years, and his strength is obvious to all.

She feels that as long as Ji Guangsheng is still alive, Ji Changming, no matter how capable he is, will never be able to topple him.

'In my opinion, why don't you go to the hospital? Go and show some concern for your brother, and take the opportunity to apologise. You can't beat a smiling face, after all, it was your second brother who encouraged Pian to leave home, not you, so you can't be blamed.'

'If your brother is angry, just say that nothing can be changed and that you only took him at his word and didn't realise that he would really do it. You had no choice yourself. You didn't tell the truth at the time because you wanted to avoid trouble and keep things quiet. After all, you are family, and even if you break bones, the tendons are still connected. You can't bear to see the two of them fall out!'

Huang Qian's thoughts became clearer and clearer as she spoke. In any case, it was imperative to calm her brother down.