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[English subtitles are available.]
Chef Fang
Episode 9
I told you that
you can ask the servants to do this.
You don’t need to do it yourself.
See? Your hands are red with cold.
What if you get frostbite?
Come here.
I’m fine.
It’s getting cold.
You should let the servants do this kind of job,
like cooking and washing dishes.
No way. Didn’t you say that
you want to have the food I cook forever?
That is what I want.
But I don’t want you to be tired.
You are here to enjoy your happiness.
I will be happy if you like to eat my cooking.
Dear,
I have a question.
Don’t you regret to marry me?
Don’t you think that I don’t deserve you?
You want to be beaten again, don't you?
No, no.
I’m asking you sincerely.
Darling, you’re great.
Why?
Don’t you have grievance to be my wife?
Why should I?
My father used to have many bad hobbies like gambling and drinking.
He had no money, no parents, and no family.
At least he had a good cooking skill,
but he got himself in trouble at last.
He married a good wife but didn’t cherish her.
In the end, he got nothing.
So, I have even met the worst man
in the world. You’re nothing compared to that.
Your dad was that indecent?
I had no choice. He is my dad.
Husband is important to woman. If I were your mom,
I would never marry a rascal like your father…
But I’m not a good one as well.
Maybe I’ll be worse than him
when I’m at his age.
Darling, have you ever cried?
I’m a man. I shouldn’t cry often.
Cowards like crying.
I used to think my dad was so bad.
So I thought
I would never marry a guy like him.
But when my mom passed away,
he cried at my mom's grave for three days and three nights.
Then he died soon after
because of missing my mom.
He kept repeating my mother's name until he died.
Then I thought
I should marry a guy like him,
no matter how bad he was before.
Your dad died?
Then, Mr. Fang…
He is not…
I see.
Mr. Fang is not your related father.
You were adopted by him?
No wonder he was willing to marry you to me.
I thought he was stupid then.
Well, don’t you hate your dad?
He left you when you were a child.
No, I don’t. He can go to accompany my mom anyway.
The result is the same.
You’re really optimistic.
Greetings, Your Highness.
Stand up.
How is your restaurant running?
According to your orders, I have purchased the restaurant
and renamed it Cloud House.
How is the thing I told you to do?
Your Highness, in Dongxiang,
there is a girl who is famous for her cooking.
But she is not a non-native.
She is the daughter of Councilor Fang, called Fang Yao.
Fang Yao?
Yes.
Look carefully. Is she the one?
Yes, this is her.
It seems that I underestimated her.
Your Highness, is the Fang Yao…
Don’t ask about the thing you shouldn’t know.
Yes, Your Highness.
Keep an eye on her.
But don’t give yourself away. Understand?
Yes.
You can leave now.
Your Highness, should we take actions?
Now she has become the Mrs. Shen of the Magistrate's family.
If I do it now, I'm afraid my father will know this.
Don’t act rashly now.
I want to see what else she can do.
Dear, I think father wants you to learn kung fu.
I won’t.
Why not?
If you master kung fu, no one can bully you anymore.
I don’t want to!
Why is that? I won’t cook you food if you don’t.
Why should I?
You should learn kung fu! Based on what father said,
Mo Fantang must be a real master.
If you learn kung fu from him,
you won’t be bullied again.
And, it’s good to have a specialty.
You want me to become standout like dad?
I didn’t mean that.
Kung fu can strengthen your body. Isn’t it good?
Fine. I’ll learn. We’ll start it now?
Dear. Why didn’t you want to learn just now?
Who says man should be both civil and military?
Do I have to be talented and successful to be liked by girls?
What's the difference
between this and a girl having to be beautiful and
talented to cook?
How many successful and beautiful people
are there in this world?
I, Shen Yong. My father is Shen Yibo.
But why should I be like him?
Yes, you’re right. Then don’t learn it.
Aren’t you afraid of my idleness?
I’m not.
Man cannot live for others.
Whether you’re successful or talented,
I don’t care. You have other advantages.
Silly girl. That’s because you’re still young.
You won’t think like that when you grow older.
No normal girl will like an idler.
So you just got angry with father just now?
No, I didn’t.
He wants me to be as knowledgeable as he is
and master great kung fu as Shen Jie does.
Then I can earn fame and become an official
and work in the capital.
And then come back to have children and grandchildren.
Then our family can be honored from generation to generation.
Then what kind of life do you hope to live?
I don’t know.
Anyway, I don’t want to live like him.
Isn’t that good that someone has planned your life for you?
Why could it be good?
Never mind. Forget it.
Stop here. Come on, let’s go to learn kung fu.
Next time I see those three brats,
I’ll beat them up.
OK. Then let’s finish our breakfast first.
Dear, I want to have something sweet for breakfast.
OK, I’ll make you sticky rice balls with sesame and osmanthus inside.
Great!
Father.
Has Yong got up?
Yes, he has.
Good father will teach the children at their young age.
The family should have the tradition of benevolence, righteousness and kindness.
There is no better way to educate our offspring than to be strict with them.
It is the parents' fault to only raise their children without proper education.
What?
There is no better way.
I got something to do. See you.
No better way?
Yishao.
Father? The breakfast will be ready soon.
Well, I have something to ask you.
OK. Please go ahead.
How is Yong doing recently?
Did he do anything wrong?
He studies hard these days
and stays all day in the room,
seldom going out to play. Father, why do you ask that?
Well. But Jie went to me and told me that
there is no better way than to be strict.
So I thought maybe Yong did something wrong again.
Why are you laughing? Did he really make any mistakes?
Father, have a try.
This tastes good.
There are sugar flavor, osmanthus flavor,
sesame and jujube paste flavor.
I also prepared some of ham mince.
You can have a try later and find which one you like.
Why are there both big and small sticky rice balls?
Big ones have strong taste. They have thin skin and more stuffing.
Small ones have slight taste. They have thick skin and less stuffing.
Sweet flavor or salty flavor, they are both sticky rice balls anyway, which represent reunion.
I’d like some small ones instead. The big ones are too sweet.
Give me some salty ones as well.
No way. There are rules.
You have to eat a big one with a small one.
And you can’t have a salty one when you have had a sweet one.
If you want to have one more small one,
you have to have one more big one as well.
So, you have already had sweet ones,
I shouldn’t give you salty ones.
Or the rules will be broken.
Who made these rules? I never know that.
Who else can it be? The sticky rice balls’ father!
They have father?
Yes. Their father is totally overbearing.
He is a stick rice ball himself, so he doesn’t allow his son to be anything else.
He is sweetened bean paste flavor,
so he doesn’t allow his son to be other flavor.
His son wants to be sesame flavor,
but his father doesn’t agree.
Isn’t he unreasonable?
Of course sticky rice balls give birth to sticky rice balls.
Why is that?
Human give birth to human.
Can sticky rice balls give birth to dumplings?
Dumplings. Why not?
Yishao, what do you
want to say through that?
Father, Shen Jie said there is no better way for you to educate Yong.
Why don’t you find your own problems
instead of thinking whether Yong made any mistakes?
Father, here you are.
Big rice balls only tell their sons what to do,
but they never think about what their sons think of
and what they want. What if their sons only want to
be dumplings or something else?
Big rice balls only know how to be themselves,
but they don’t know how to be dumplings
or something else.
Even so,
big rice balls still want their sons
to do everything as they like.
This is why they have no right way to study or teach.
Then of course there is no better way for them to teach.
Sticky rice balls!
Father…
Is that ready? I’m hungry!
Father, do you want some more?
What do you want? Big or small ones? Sweet or salty ones?
Sticky rice balls or dumplings?
I’m fine with this. I’ll go back to my room now.
Why are there dumplings, too? How could you give father special flavor only?
There are yours as well!
Father is the sweet one, you are the salty one.
But salty one is also great.
The sweet one doesn’t understand because it’s never been salty.
It’s not that it thinks salty one is not of sticky rice balls.
But I love the salty one.
Well, dear, when you finish all these,
let’s go to learn kung fu.
Where is that old man’s home?
It’s not far out of the town.
Ghost! There is a ghost!
Hey! Are you blind?
Where are your parents?
A ghost is chasing me!
Who is chasing you?
A ghost!
It’s daytime! How could there be a ghost?
I saw it! It wears a white dress
with long hair falling over its shoulders. Really long!
Stop making up stories, you little jerk.
Believe it or not,
I’ll go tell Mr. Magistrate.
It’s this way!
Forget it. He must be scared by me
so he made an excuse to run.
Right, dear,
we shouldn’t go to learn kung fu with empty hands.
How about we buy some presents?
What’s wrong?
My wallet was stolen by that brat.
How much money is in it?
Not much. Just five taels of silver.
Fortunately, I haven’t got my pocket money this month, or I would have lost a lot.
What should we do now? Report this case?
No way! If others know that
I, Shen Yong, my wallet was stolen by a kid,
how can I get along in Dongxiang then?
Why are you laughing?
Little rascal stole things from big rascal. Isn’t this funny?
Fine, never mind. Maybe this will bring me good luck.
But we have no money for the presents now.
Father said that Mr. Mo is a great master.
I think he won’t mind it.
At the worst, I can make him a meal.
Well, that’s the only way now.
When I catch that brat, I will beat him up.
Mr. Shen.
Did you ask your master? What did he say?
He said that he shouldn’t turn down your request,
but accepting disciples is a matter of fate.
That will depend on whether Yong can understand master’s mind.
This old guy
is putting on airs with me now.
Dear, you’re still angry?
No.
Come on, cheer up.
Look, there is a yard.
It must be Mr. Mo’s house.
Let’s go there.
Dear, it must be here.
Finally we found it.
It’s the same with the picture.
Come on.
Hurry.
Anyone home?
Who is that?
Someone is home. We’re here for Mo Fantang, Mr. Mo.
Magistrate Shen sent us here.
Coming! I just want to finish my drumstick.
The voice sounds familiar.
Goodness!
It’s you! Brat!
Dear! Dear!
Brat! Stop there! Give my wallet back to me!
Dear!
Jerk! Open the door! Give my wallet back!
You’re the jerk! I won’t open it!
And, did you see I steal it?
You dropped it yourself!
I’m not to blame!
Then open the door. Don’t be a coward!
Open the door! You little bastard!
Come out! Open the door!
Dear, I have an idea.
Then just stay there! Don’t open the door!
Dear, can you set fire?
Let’s find some firewood
and burn his house!
OK, I’ll go find some.
I dare you not open the door!
I’ll burn you and eat you tonight!
Dear, are these enough? Need more?
Get some more!
OK.
Dear, go to the hearth
and find something like oiled paper that is easy to burn.
OK.
Brat! Don’t come out!
Enjoy the fire!
Hurry up.
Dear, make it bigger. The smoke is not enough.
You! Stop that! I’ll tell the government!
Go ahead! You’re the thief by the way!
Go! I’ll beat you up first!
Dear, set fire to this.
Let’s burn the window up.
OK, good.
Master! Someone is setting fire!
No! Put it out!
Why? His master must be very indifferent
since he has a disciple like this.
Maybe his master is Mo Fantang!
If father knows this, he’ll punish you again.
Calm down. If his master is Mo Fantang,
I won’t learn kung fu from him anyway.
Wait! Dear, come back!
Don’t go.
Brat, where is your master?
Well, my master asked me to apologize.
It’s good of him. Go ahead, I’ll listen.
Here are five taels of silver.
What?
Fool!
Bastard! When I catch you, you’ll be done!
Dear!
- Catch me if you can! - Stop there!
You brat.
Don’t run!
Stop there!
Dear, let me help you.
What? You two bully me together?
You are already adults while I’m a kid!
Shame on you!
Dear, leave us alone.
It’s my own business with him.
Just stand there. You brat!
Come on! Stupid guy!
Come on!
Dear!
Come here!
- Stop! - Catch me!
Bastard, it’s your end today!
Catch me if you can!
Stop!
Come on!
Stop running!
Catch me.
Stop.
Stop. I dare you stop…
Won’t you catch me? Come on.
After I have a rest,
I will beat you up.
Come on then.
My master said, when you catch me
and ask me to apologize, he’ll teach you kung fu.
Your master is Mo Fantang?
Yes, my master is really strong.
But he is demanding.
He won’t take this fool as disciple.
I don’t want you to be my junior brother either.
Do you dare to say that again?
Dear, don’t be mad.
It’s of no use.
You know, even if you catch me
and beat me to death, I won’t apologize to you!
Boy, what’s your name?
Fine, your wife is a nice one. I’m Mo Dongdong.
You birdbrain! How could you be so flirtatious?
You’re the birdbrain!
You underbred brat!
Dear! Yong!
Are you alright?
His master must be at the back door. I’ll go there to avenge!
Be careful.
No one is here.
My master is a real master.
How could you find him so easily?
Dongdong, where is your master?
Lady, wait.
Lady, you’re his wife?
It’s such a pity that you married him.
Why don’t you marry me?
Brat! How could you be so indecent?
Have you even grown beard?
You…
Alright.
Dear, I give up. Let’s go.
You don’t want to learn kung fu?
My master is really strong. Are you sure you’ll give up?
Like master, like disciple.
Your master teaches you like this,
so he must be a trifler as well.
I don’t want to learn from this kind of people.
See you.
Dear!
How could a hero hurt people with hidden weapon?
It seems that my master likes you a lot.
If you can’t defeat me,
you can’t leave here forever.
You can be a servant for us.
I told you!
Like master, like disciple.
You’re just two bandits.
So I said I would quit!
No way. Do you think this is a tavern that
you can come and go as will?
Then is here a trap?
I must leave here today and I will!
Watch out!
Wow, this lady knows kung fu?
Ouch!
Dear, his kung fu is really great.
I’m sleepy. I’ll go have some rest now.
There are vegetables in the front yard.
Reap them, turn up the soil and sow.
You…
There are chickens in the back yard and fish in the vat.
How dare you ask me to do farming?
Hurry up! I’m hungry.
Brat! You…
Dear.
Dear,
it’s just vegetables and chickens.
I can. Let me do it.
No, I’ll go.
It’s fine. I always do that at home.
Dear, stay.
You are my wife.
I can’t let you do this.
I’m the one who will learn kung fu, not you.
I’ll go.
Don’t worry.
Dear, what vegetables did you pick?
I picked some…
Chinese chives, maybe.
They are garlic sprouts!
Fool.
Don’t step on it.
You can’t step on that. Come here.
Come out, come on.
My field! Are you serious?
You should pay for that!
You want to get beaten up again, don't you?
What’s this smell? So good!
You have a nice nose.
My wife is the best cook in the world.
Where did you find your wife?
How could such a good girl
marry an ignorant
little jerk like you?
None of your business.
I’m telling the truth! Look,
you are not a genius, and have no kung fu.
And your life is unpromising,
with a bad temper and a limited family background.
And you can’t even do farm work!
How will you take care of your wife?
Or you just want to be taken care of?
Think about it,
there are a lot of people who are more capable than you.
Like me, I’ll become successful when I grow up.
At that time, your wife will grow up as well.
She will dislike you and run away with other man.
Nonsense!
But that’s the truth!
You don’t deserve your wife at all.
You are Shen Yong, the son of Magistrate.
Everyone knows that you are a rascal,
a worthless man.
Do you dare to say that again?
What's the use of losing your temper with me?
You only know fighting and bullying,
but you don’t even have kung fu.
It serves you right to be despised all your life!
Pff!
Lady, what are these dishes?
Steamed crucian carp, fried dumpling with Chinese chives inside,
braised hot peppers, rice,
and steamed corn-bread.
Wow, this crucian carp is so delicious!
The crucian carp I usually eat is soft,
like tofu, and has fish bones.
Crucian carp is the most tender but the most difficult to make.
The first is that crucian carp has many bones, which are easy to be stuck and hard to eat.
The second is that crucian carp is easy to be cooked,
which is easy to be soft when it's cooked.
The most important thing is the right temperature.
Wow, you’re so great!
Dear, the dinner is ready.
Dear? Yong?
What’s wrong? You don’t like these dishes?
No. They are delicious.
Make do with it today.
I’ll make some more delicious food tomorrow.
Don’t spoil him. He is blessed without knowing it.
He will lose all these one day.
I finished. Enjoy your meal.
What’s wrong?
Why is he upset suddenly?
Nobody knows.
I’ll eat all these.
He’s already an adult but still so puerile.
That’s great.
Fortunately, he left me some food.
Brat, you eat too much!
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