Chapter 573

Huang Liang doesn't have any impression of Selena's name, but as soon as he talks about Mei Tuo's old lover, he immediately remembers. When he first came to Dickinson's house, Dickinson joked about Mei Tuo's embarrassment in Princeton when she was young and mentioned Selena.

He still remembers Professor Mei's story: for a scientific experiment, he left his lover in the cold wind in the park and used her bra as a rag. The key is to take it back to her after wiping the laboratory table. Needless to say, there was a lovelorn drunkard in Princeton that night. The drunk professor gave all his clothes to the tramp, but he was taken away by the police as an exposure maniac.

Anyone hearing this story will inevitably think it was made up by a bad novelist, but when Huang Liang thought of the strange old man with a pipe and radioactive silver hair, he thought it seemed very reasonable.

Dickinson and Selena were obviously very familiar. They shouted in the yard, "Selena, look, I brought you a Chinese cook back. You have a good mouth!"

A woman's voice came from the room: "Oh, really? Let me see what kind of person it is. Don't be a bad old man like you!"

Strangely, Huang Liang thought the sound was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

The door opened with a squeak, and a wrinkled but delicate face appeared in the door. Huang Liang's heart pounded as soon as he saw her. He met her. In haicucumber street, the old lady showed him the way and brought him into a dream. Later, he asked Howard, but Howard didn't seem to know it.

At that time, his spiritual cultivation had made considerable achievements. He could deceive Howard, and even had the impulse to compete with Aoki again. But the appearance of the old lady completely dispelled his arrogance, and he began to hibernate like a winter bug.

The dream was so huge that he didn't feel it when he dreamed. The key was that the people in the dream could coincide with those in the later party, which showed that the old lady did go to the party and met everyone, but Howard didn't feel the existence of the old lady.

At that time, he judged that the woman must be an important role in the organization. But he didn't expect that her identity was so special. She is Mei's old lover, and Huang Liang can now conclude that she is the second leader of the organization.

So who's MEG? Who's Dickinson? Who is Aoki?

Huang Liang suddenly had a series of problems in his mind.

Selena glanced at Huang Liang and smiled. She seemed very satisfied. Her hair is half gray and half white. She looks younger than Mei Tao, but she is not as hale and hearty as the professor, but has a peaceful temperament from head to foot.

Dickinson was busy introducing them:

"This is Selena, the most beautiful old lady candidate in the United States, Florida pet talent and crazy fans of Chinese food. In fact, she likes not only Chinese food, but also everything in China, but because of someone, you know, so..."

He winked at Huang Liang like a child and laughed, "this Mr. Huang is a doctor and has a pair of stable and dexterous hands. I think these hands are also first-class for cooking, ha ha!"

Huang Liang said hello to Selena. He didn't mention Amsterdam, as if they had met for the first time.

Selena smiled and said to Dickinson, "do you boast so well, Charlie, you'd better not find someone to fool me. If not, I can't spare you!"

Dickinson patted his chest and promised, "don't worry, when did I boast!"

When entering the house, while Selena was not paying attention, the old man leaned close to Huang Liang's ear, patted Huang Liang's back and said, "you have to give me some face!"

Huang Liang suddenly felt very interesting. Looking at Dickinson, it seemed that Selena was not Mei's old lover, but rather the object he had not chased for decades.

Sitting down in the living room, Selena poured coffee for the two men like a master and chatted casually. They mostly talked about things during Princeton, but they didn't mention Mei Wang. For Huangliang, it is very strange in both times and places, so it can hardly get in.

Selena looked calm and friendly. She was not in a hurry to say something to Huang Liang, not even a hint. If he hadn't seen her in Holland, Huang Liang would doubt whether he had made a mistake. He stood up and said:

"Shall I cook in the kitchen?"

Dickinson happily took the sorghum to the kitchen. After explaining some precautions, she said, "I'll give it to you here. We're waiting to eat the delicious food you cooked."

"Don't worry, although it can't compare with a real chef, it's OK to cook some home-made dishes." Huang Liang said confidently when he saw the old dry mother and thirteen incense in the cabinet.

Dickinson's kitchen is very big. Although it is not like the kitchen in rural China, it is rare in the city. Huang Liang first got familiar with the tools and materials inside, sorted out the dishes in the refrigerator, roughly planned to cook several dishes, and then began to do it.

The white fish caught from the English Bay is very similar to the white bars in my hometown. It has a lot of thorns, but it tastes delicious. Huang Liang thought that foreigners should not be able to spit fish bones. This kind of fish is either boiled or fried. He decided to make Crispy Fish so that he could not eat fish bones. It should be suitable for foreigners' taste.

You need to marinate the Crispy Fish thoroughly before frying. Frying and frying are the specialties of foreigners, while in Chinese food, the taste of fried dishes is all in the skill and Kung Fu of pickling. What kind of material to use, how long to marinate, when to change, leave a few minutes of water, paste some noodles and eat some oil, which is the essence of Chinese food. If you follow the fried method of KFC, everything tastes the same.

Just as he pickled, Selena came in.

"Can I help you?" Selena casually turned over the seasoned fish. "Well, it looks good. She can cook."

"Just a few simple home cooked dishes, I can do it alone," Huang Liang said.

"Well, some things can only be done by one person." Selena nodded.

"I'm not professional. Why choose me? Don't you worry if I screw up?" Huang Liang didn't lift his head and continued to put salt on the fish seriously. To others, he was just asking about cooking. Only he knew what he was asking.

"Professional is not professional, you need more professional people to evaluate." Selena said, "you see, you're not doing very well now!"

"Is that what you think of me?"

"Even so."

"But I don't know what you like, and you don't say what you want me to cook. The chef doesn't know what he wants to cook. Even a professional chef will be confused!"

"When the time comes, I will naturally tell you. Now, I just want to see what delicious dishes you can make when you play freely. With enough freedom, it may be better than the designated dishes!"

"Of course, freedom is good, but there must be a direction."

"Freedom is direction."

"Freedom is the direction?" Huang Liang smacked the meaning of this sentence. He pickled the last fish, looked up and asked, "whose freedom?"

"You, me... Everyone!" Selena said.

Huangliang's heart suddenly jumped. It seemed that he thought of something and couldn't think clearly.

"Let me try your craft first." Selena looked at Huang Liang with a smile, "In addition, I'd like to know how you think about cooking this meal. Without knowing the taste of the host and guests, or even the ingredients, if no one has told you, how are you going to cook this meal? Are you going to perfunctory all the time, or do you have another plan?"

"No, on the way here, at least I know there are fish," said Huang Liang.