I started a senior citizen university after being unemployed, and I became the favorite of my uncles

Chapter 182 Couple Dance

Uncle Fan also has his troubles.

He had planned early on that he would sign up for a square dance class after the Chinese New Year so that he could spend more time with Aunt Wen.

But no one told him that after the Chinese New Year, the classes would be divided into beginner and advanced classes.

The two classes do not have classes at the same time period. Uncle Fan feels that he and Aunt Wen are like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl separated by the Magpie Bridge. Although they are in the same dance studio, there is a time difference between them.

Uncle Fan was very dissatisfied with this and went to see Teacher Kong Wuming to discuss whether he could be transferred to another class.

The answer he got was: the students in the intermediate class already have the foundation, and he would not be able to keep up. One cannot be impatient in learning square dancing, but must proceed step by step.

Kong Wuming also said that the intermediate class is now learning couple dancing, and Uncle Fan would not be able to keep up with the progress and would have difficulty finding a partner.

Teacher Kong put it tactfully, but Uncle Fan had his own ideas for solving the problem.

According to mathematical logic, conditional extraction was performed on Mr. Kong's words.

He concluded that as long as he could quickly improve his square dancing skills to the same level as the intermediate class, he could prove to Teacher Kong that he could enter the intermediate class.

Uncle Fan has always felt that the time spent learning something cannot be completely equated with the degree of mastery.

For example, Uncle Wang, who studied for half a year and ended up killing his leeks, was promoted to the intermediate class and joined his fellow sufferer Uncle Zhao to “fight for the second place and secure the first place.”

This shows that people in the intermediate class are not necessarily all very good, and he can completely make up for it through crash courses.

But he overlooked one condition. The planting class allowed Uncle Wang to be promoted to the intermediate class because he had already mastered the basic skills of growing vegetables. It was just that he was lazy and only planted vegetables without maintaining them.

But it’s not easy for Uncle Fan to learn square dancing quickly.

He worked hard for three days, but he was still not familiar with his hands and feet. Uncle Li, who was passing by, thought he was imitating a robot and called Lao Fu to come and watch.

In a rage, Uncle Fan ran to the backyard to do his homework. Unexpectedly, he met Uncle Fu and Uncle Li, two "emotion masters" who insisted on enlightening him.

After watching Lao Fu's "Dance for Rain", Uncle Fan was indeed in a much better mood, and he was confident again to compete with Lao Fu in the "Dancing Forest".

After thinking it through, Uncle Fan patted Lao Fu's shoulder solemnly and said, "I've decided. I want to learn dancing from you. Do you know how to dance for two?"

Lao Fu's eyes lit up, "I knew you were someone who understood art, unlike Lao Li who didn't know how to appreciate it."

"Don't worry, with a good teacher like me, you will definitely be able to learn it."

Uncle Li, who was standing by, looked at the two people who sympathized with each other and took a deep breath. "Am I crazy, or is this world insane? Robots are learning to dance from the high priest. I've never seen anything like this before."

Uncle Li had to admit that he didn't understand art, but he liked to watch the fun.

So when Uncle Li was watching Old Fu step on Uncle Fan's foot for the 23rd time, he took a bite of crispy potato chips and laughed wildly: "You two used to be a priest and a robot, and now you're dancing a duet like you're looking for a driver."

"After doing this, we got 800 taxis. It looks like you are busy, but I don't know what you are busy with."

Uncle Fan also began to question Lao Fu's "professionalism" at this time, and was a little annoyed: "Are you sure you can dance ballroom dance? Why do I feel that you can't do anything except spinning in circles?"

Lao Fu used a smile to cover up his embarrassment: "Dancing is a process that you need to understand by yourself. You have to feel these movements."

"Can't I just memorize the movements and then arrange them in different combinations?" Uncle Fan danced with the same mindset as he did math problems. He was eager to learn: "Tell me how I should feel?"

"At what point do you think you have understood it?"

When asked about this, Old Fu gave up and said, "I don't know either. It doesn't take two people to perform the shaman dance."

Uncle Li laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. After finishing a bag of potato chips, he found a new funny point: "Although I don't know how to dance, I feel like Lao Fan is dancing the female position."

"Even if you learn it, you won't be able to partner with your wife, right? You guys are in the same position."

Seeing Uncle Fan's sad face, Uncle Li turned around and left: "You guys continue. I heard that the cafeteria is researching new dishes. I'll go take a look."

……

In the kitchen, the new dish that Uncle Li has been thinking about is being prepared.

Chef Wu returned to the kitchen after school started and was ready to show off his skills.

He wants to use his cooking skills to conquer the freshmen and make them "loyal fans" of the cafeteria.

At the same time, we must also firmly grasp the stomachs of the "old fans", so the dishes must be both classic and innovative.

Today's main dish is his signature braised chicken with mushrooms.

The chopped chicken brings out the meaty aroma in the hot oil, the pork skin collides with the hot pan, the golden chicken oil melts into the hot oil, and the onions, ginger, garlic and dried star anise are added to the pan shortly afterwards. The aroma of oil, meat and star anise is intertwined and blended.

The blanched mushrooms are added to the chicken stewed with cooking wine and sauce, and their overbearing aroma is hard to conceal.

In the fierce collision of aromas, the high fire boiled away the water, and the soup became a thick sauce color, hanging on the ingredients, making people salivate.

Chef Wu has made this dish many times, and it is always well received. The chicken he stews is so tender that it falls off the bone, and uncles and aunts line up to ask him for his secret recipe.

Also served were braised lion's head and a vegetarian dish.

But today's protagonist is still being assembled at this moment.

I can’t wait to eat the carrots, cucumbers and eggs cut into strips and the large pieces of seaweed spread on the board.