"Ahem -" Lao Han came down the stairs with his coat on his back. He took a few sips of water to moisten his dry throat and was attracted by the flashing scarlet light on the terrace.
He walked over with a gentle pace and asked in a low voice: "Yu Bai?"
The red light went out, and a figure stood up from the darkness, slowly walked into the moonlight, and a clear voice sounded: "It's me."
It was rare for the father and son to sit together calmly. Han Yubai made tea and Lao Han drank plain water. He pushed back the steaming teacup and said with a smile: "I won't drink anymore, I won't be able to sleep."
There were thick black shadows under his eyes, and his sleep was getting worse and worse. He often couldn't fall back to sleep as soon as he woke up. Probably, it was almost over.
Han Yubai didn't force himself. He took a sip of tea silently from the cup and said slowly: "Go abroad if the weather is colder. The climate there will help you recuperate."
Lao Han smiled and didn't answer, but asked him instead: "What have you been busy with recently? Your mother said that she hasn't seen you for several days."
"I'm working on hotels with a few friends, so I can get back to my old job." He has a background in hotel management and once worked for one of the top chain groups.
Old Han looked into his eyes, confused, but couldn't detect anything wrong, so he nodded: "That's fine. I know what you are capable of. If you work hard, you will have a chance to get ahead." He never mentioned it again.
The matter of Jinfulou.
Han Yubai's eyes flickered, and he felt a little sad in his heart. He had always had a smooth life since he was a child, and he was the best among his peers in terms of ability and luck, but he didn't expect that he would break down on the Jinfu Tower. This was a thorn in his side.
It stuck in his heart, causing a dull pain from time to time.
In the process, Yu Jianguo, Yu Jian, Tang Yuan and others were all barbs that kept growing on this needle. If they were not removed, he would not be able to live in peace in his life.
It has to be said that Han Yubai's psychology has been seriously distorted.
"Okay, you should go to bed early. I have something to do and I have to go out." Patting the suit on his body, he stood up, took two steps and said, "Tell my mother that I will be back for dinner today.
"
Old Han glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already one o'clock in the morning, and it was a new day.
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Lao Yu's family has been short of manpower recently.
Yu Jian spends most of her time studying and can only help out when she can. Yu Jianping also has to be busy dealing with suppliers.
The two brothers of the Yu family discussed and planned to hire a small worker to cut vegetables and move goods, etc., so that the kitchen could take a breather.
Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, a small blackboard recruiting workers was placed in front of the Yujia Restaurant, attracting crowds of people to watch. You know, the Yujia Restaurant is more mysterious than Lantingxuan. Although it can be compared with other restaurants on weekdays,
We were acquainted with each other, but for some reason, I felt a sense of distance.
Even if he smiles at you, you don't feel much happiness from him.
Or...they all got the true legacy of the little boss??
There were also familiar diners who touched their chins and felt uncomfortable, and while waiting to order, they asked the waiter: "Is the little boss not here anymore?" Why is it still recruiting people?
The waiter smiled, closed the menu and hugged it to his chest: "The little boss has just started school and is a little busy. He will still come during the holidays." This was a clear explanation. Many diners were attracted by Yu Jian's yellow croaker soup during the battle between Chinese and Western food.
Fancai has become a loyal fan of the restaurant and is eager for her craftsmanship.
The diner felt relieved and muttered: "When can I eat the yellow croaker soup made by the little boss again..."
There was no yellow croaker, but the fat and fleshy cuttlefish was transported in two large boxes by air.
In the video, Wang Ke pointed at the blue sea water: "Wild squid, my mother fried one last night, the smell, tsk tsk tsk..."
Yu Jianping looked at the big boxes and was worried, what should he do?
"Huh? Such a big squid? Oops, I have to ask Lao Li to send some fresh leeks quickly and stir-fry them over a high fire. They are so fresh that there are no eyebrows!" Yu Jianguo came in and looked at your cuttlefish. He was full of surprises and turned around to call.
went.
Stir-fry the chive flowers mixed with the garlic slices over high heat until fragrant, then add a handful of lettuce, add a little stock and stir-fry until the leaves become soft, then shovel them into a plate and spread them out to form a base.
Heat oil in the pot. When the oil temperature rises and small bubbles begin to appear, quickly add the cuttlefish fillets, stir fry the pot, wait until the cuttlefish rolls into a flower shape, pour in the prepared gravy, and wrap the white and tender cuttlefish flowers.
Add the slightly yellow sauce and put it on the plate, like a touch of fresh gardenia among the green bushes.
The diners had no idea what to do with this seemingly bland fried cuttlefish with chives, so they pulled the waiter and said, "This is too... unpretentious..." He even used a more complimentary idiom.
"You can eat it with confidence. Which dish in our restaurant disappointed you?" We are also acquaintances, and we are telling the truth. It tastes so good... But after eating it once, I want to come back for the second time!
The waiter was reminiscing about the lunch at work. The small and inconspicuous cuttlefish flower bounced in his mouth after one bite. The sweet and fresh taste was so wonderful!
He quickly put away his drool, took a few steps away from the dining table, stretched his head and said, "Try it quickly." He quickly left, otherwise he was afraid that he would make a bad move that would steal the food from the guests.
Okay, since the waiter said so, let’s give it a try.
When the cuttlefish flowers are put close to the nose, there is no fishy smell, but a hint of fresh sea water. When you take a bite, the fish flowers are crispy, sweet and delicious, and you feel like you are in the ocean world.
"It's so delicious!" The diner, holding the bowl, was so moved that he almost burst into tears. "Waiter, bring me a bowl of white rice!" He wanted to mix the rice with the sauce.
Two days later, the Yu family restaurant hired a worker. He was a student in his early twenties who had just graduated from a chef technical school.
When he came to the door, he took out a carefully printed resume from the bag he carried with him. Zhou Xiaoyan took a look and saw that the competitions he had participated in and the awards he had won during school were written on it, filling half a page.
Yu Jianguo stared blankly for a long time, then raised his head and said in confusion: "We are just trying to hire a vegetable cutter, but you..." You are a bit overqualified.
The boy pulled the strap of his bag, twisted his thin body unnaturally, and opened his mouth shyly: "I...I...want to exercise...exercise myself."
I don't know if it's because I'm nervous or something, but I stutter a little.
His face looked at Yu Jianguo expectantly, his eyes shining brightly.
"Okay, let's do a trial work for three days. Arrive at 7:30 in the morning. Don't be late! Let's talk about it up front. We also have to assess you. If you don't meet our requirements within three days, you still have to do it.
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"I... know! If it doesn't work, just... get out of here." The worker said hurriedly.
"Sure! Then it's settled! By the way, how do you pronounce your name?" Yu Jianguo looked at the complicated glyph on his resume and asked.