This time, Lei Zhensheng's business trip was indeed a little long. Although it was not two months, it was still one and a half months long.
During this one and a half months, Yu Xin actually did not learn how to cook a few dishes. The main reason was that she had not learned much in the previous month and was busy with Li Qinghe's matters.
In the past week, she had only started to practice cooking at Li Qinghe's house. However, she was unfamiliar with this matter at the beginning and often mixed salt and fine sand sugar together. The things that were cooked were usually difficult to swallow.
Li Weisheng said that she was not born to be a cook, so even though Li Qinghe could cook a lot of dishes, she could not make a proper dish. Every time, she could only eat.
In fact, Li Weisheng did not really know how to cook. He was just handsome and eloquent. He was mainly in charge of the food culture class. In fact, in the practice class, other chefs were giving demonstrations.
"You can't cook well yourself, but you still came to be a teacher of the cooking class? " Yu Xin was really convinced by him. She used to think that the teachers of the cooking class were all chefs.
Li Weisheng smiled and said that he came to the cooking class to be a teacher purely for fun, to practice his eloquence and to consolidate the Chinese food culture. This was because his family owned a restaurant, but he did not know much about this aspect.
Yu Xin only knew that if she did not know much, she had to be a student. This was the first time in history that she had heard of someone who did not know much being a teacher. If she did not know much, how could she be a teacher?
"It's easy to be lazy when you're a student, " Li Weisheng said seriously, "being a teacher is different. Because you have to teach a student when you're a teacher, you have to learn before class. Otherwise, how are you going to teach the students? "
Only then did Yu Xin understand that Li Weisheng had come to the cooking class to be a teacher in order to force her to study. Alright, this was really something that she had never thought of before.
When Lei Zhensheng called, she happened to be discussing the root of food culture with Li Weisheng. In fact, it was mainly Li Weisheng who was talking, and she was responsible for listening. However, even if she listened, it would go in one ear and out the other.
The phone screamed at this harmonious time, scaring both her and Li Weisheng. She smiled apologetically at Li Weisheng, then took the phone and walked to the balcony of Li Qinghe's house to answer the phone.
Just as she pressed the answer button, Lei Zhensheng's deep voice sounded, "where are you? "
"in... cooking class, " she immediately lied. Although she did not know why she had to lie, she still felt that it was necessary for her to lie.
"How long more before the class ends? " Lei Zhensheng's voice continued, "do you want me to pick you up? I'm already on the car at the airport. "
"No, no, I'm going to end the class soon, " ru Yu said quickly as if she was facing a great enemy, "then I'll go buy the ingredients now, and I'll be back soon. You can go straight home. "
She hung up Lei Zhensheng's call and did not dare to delay for even a minute. Although the airport in Taiwan was a little far from her and Lei Zhensheng's one-courtyard Villa, she had to go and buy some vegetables before rushing home She still hoped that she could go back before Lei Zhensheng reached home.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say you were going to eat at sister Li's place? " Li Weisheng saw her grab her bag and walk out of the door, so he quickly followed her. "What's so urgent? "
"My... My uncle-friend is back, " Yu Xin played a joke and then lied. She did not want them to know her real identity and real situation.