As soon as Su Zifang entered the screen, he could tell that the story took place outside the building and in the back kitchen.

The main reason is that it has not been long since he last watched the West Lake vinegar fish cooking, and he still remembers the layout and furnishings here.

Another aspect is that the scene in the kitchen outside the building has basically not changed much.

The blue bricks on the floor are smoother than the last time I saw them. It seems that they are the result of years of walking and stepping.

He could even see the marks Yao Dewei made on the corner of the wall last time.

But things change and people change.

Chef Yao, who bandaged the wounds of West Lake grass carp, is no longer here. Standing in the third position of the kitchen is Su Zifang's uncle, Mei Yuanbai.

The current Mei Yuanbai is somewhat similar to his appearance in the Louwailou documentary.

Tall, thin, leaning against the camera with his back to the camera!

"Didn't you say Master?"

"Uncle, what's going on with this close-up?"

Su Zifang walked up to Mei Yuanbai in confusion and saw clearly the ingredients he was handling, a freshly cleaned mandarin fish. It should be a dish made famous by Mei Yuanbai, and it was also Xue Yi's best-selling dish outside Louwailou before.

Good dishes.

Squirrel mandarin fish.

Su Zifang had never made this dish before, so when she saw Mei Yuanbai making it, she couldn't help but take a second look.

Although Mei Yuanbai's techniques and movements are very clean, looking at him as the third chef, you can tell that this dish has not yet reached its peak.

The fish body is cut into pieces, powdered, and marinated...

After completing a set of processes, and just when Mei Yuanbai was about to fry it, a shout came from behind him.

"Senior brother, are you looking for me?"

Su Zifang and Mei Yuanbai stopped moving together and looked back.

Young Xue Yi walked into the kitchen with a natural aura that made people want to get close to him.

The chef's clothes on his body were stained with water, and his arms were completely soaked. Now his sleeves were mostly rolled up, revealing his fair and strong arms.

"Going to see the shrimp again?"

"Um!"

"The shrimps caught by someone from the Tea Mountain the other day don't taste right when kept in water. I'm thinking about how to keep them with their original taste."

Su Zifang was stunned for a moment.

Did Xue Yi start researching Longjing shrimps from then on?

So if you think about it...by the time he became a chef, it seemed that more than ten years had passed.

Su Zifang finally understood why the cooking skills of the chefs at Louwailou were extremely solid and could stand the test. How could he have done so well without so many years!

And this is the time when I entered Louwailou, not counting the time I learned cooking before. If we look at it strictly, it would take a chef thirty years of working in Louwailou to reach the position of chef. It is really dark.

If you are close to the stove, you will become a cook if you have a white head.

Walking into the young Xue Yi with emotion, Su Zifang suddenly discovered that Xue Yi's facial features were indeed somewhat similar to Xue Ruoli's, a little less arrogant than Pei Mingyuan and a little more tranquil than Xue Ruoli.

Standing there, he looked as tall and graceful as a green bamboo pole. It was very suitable for him to be a scholar, but it would be even more shocking to say he was a chef.

"Such a handsome young man, are you going to stir up trouble?"

After listening to Xue Yi's report, Mei Yuanbai didn't say much. As a junior, he was good at everything, but he was a bit crazy. He wanted to use tea to raise shrimps. He didn't know what kind of performance he would have.

However, Louwailou encourages innovative dishes, and Xue Yi did this without affecting his own work, so he just let him go.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly came to his senses, clapped his hands and looked at Xue Yi: "Go change your clothes, there is someone outside looking for you."

"Find me?"

Xue Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked out before Mei Yuanbai could speak.

"I see."

"Why don't you change your clothes?" Mei Yuanbai shouted from behind.

"No need, I know who it is!"

Follow Xue Yi and walk out slowly.

Outside the side door, at the intersection leading to the fish pond, Su Zifang saw the person who came to see Xue Yi, a middle-aged woman who was dressed simply, but the nobility in her eyebrows was vaguely visible.

Nearly two rounds older than Xue Yi, the skin on his hands has grown calluses due to years of hard work, making him look a bit old.

"Xiao... Xiaoyi..."

The woman seemed to want to shout out, but didn't know how to shout. She hesitated for a few seconds before slowly calling out a name that was neither intimate nor distant.

"Mom." Xue Yi nodded and greeted.

"Little mom?"

Su Zifang's eyes widened when he heard this title. Doesn't that mean that the person in front of him is the wife that Pei Mingyuan is marrying?

But he remembered Xue Yi clearly saying that since he saw Pei Shengrong and his little mother once in Chashan when he was a child, he had never seen them again in his life.

"Did Master lie?"

"But why did master lie?"

this……

Su Zifang suddenly had many questions in his mind, which were somewhat similar to the Xue Yi in front of him.

However, Xue Yi just frowned slightly and responded: "Mom, there are many people here, and it's hard to talk while standing. I'll take you to the store to sit."

The woman had just taken half a step when she suddenly looked at Xue Yi hesitantly: "It's not in the way... right?"

Xue Yi pursed her lips and shook her head slightly: "It's okay."

"That's good!" The woman felt relieved and followed Xue Yi in from the door.

"It's still the same as before!" The woman sighed with emotion, lowered her head for a long time, and laughed at herself: "It's been a long time, I didn't expect to see you again like this."

It seems to be talking about her and Louwailou, and also seems to be talking about her and Xue Yi.

Xue Yi took the teapot, poured the tea and brought it to the woman, then whispered: "Why did my little mother think of coming to see me?"

"I'm leaving, Shengrong come with me."

"Oh?" Xue Yi suddenly shook, and a large amount of water spilled from the tea bowl in front of him.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke: "My home is here, why are you leaving so suddenly?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, glanced out the window, and shook her head slightly: "They were all gone long ago... They were gone the day he left!"

Xue Yi did not answer.

He knew who his little mother was talking about, but he didn't have any emotion.

To him, Pei Mingyuan is just a person in his memory, a name on a photo of Xue Ruoli, and the previous head of the Tea King Pei family.

Only he is not his father.

Seeing that Xue Yi didn't like this topic, the woman spoke again: "Shengrong is still young, and you also know that the conditions at home are such that it is very inconvenient to study locally."

"I asked someone to send us to the imperial capital to join my relatives and see if we can reopen the tea shop."

"After that time, I suffered a loss and personally learned the entire process of picking tea, frying tea, and making tea."

"I believe it will not ruin the reputation of the Tea King Pei family."

"I went to Chashan to look for your mother, but couldn't find her. I came here specifically to say goodbye to you and my sister."

"In the future, your brother will take over this tea business. I hope you, as the elder brother, will not complain."

Xue Yi chuckled lightly when he heard this.

"Pei Mingyuan has never taken care of our mother and son. Naturally, I have no share in the Pei family's property, so how can I complain."

"Mom, you and your brother should pay attention to your safety when you are away from the emperor."

"The climate over there is different from here, so you should take care of your health."

These two sentences were so true that Su Zifang couldn't understand what happened.

Then, Xue Yi continued to speak: "My mother asks someone to send her New Year's gifts every year. My mother and I both know that after you go to the imperial capital, you must never do this kind of thing again."

"But it's a long way to go, and it's hard to say goodbye when I'm working here."

"Here are ten dollars. Mom, you and your brother can keep it for the trip. I'll get you some dry food..."

Xue Yi said and trotted to the kitchen to pack some steamed buns.

When I came out again, I found that the seat where I was just now was empty.

The tea is still warm and people have left.
Chapter completed!