Wu Guoliang looked at the sky, raised his right hand and looked again and again, sighed heavily, and smiled bitterly at Yu Jianping.
"Look, this beautiful thing is shaking." He stretched out his hand in front of the two of them.
Yu Jian stretched out his head and looked carefully. Where was the trembling he said? It was clearly not stable...
Yu Jianping slapped the paws in front of his eyes and rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Don't do this, you are one of the rare ambidextrous people in the world." Your left hand is more flexible than your right hand, so why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!
Wu Guoliang smiled and touched his nose awkwardly, but he was not embarrassed to be exposed.
Yu Jian felt that today was simply a day of being hit hard, one after another, and the thunder tribulations were never so fast.
"You didn't learn the left-right fighting technique from Zhou Botong, did you?" Yu Jian said casually.
Wu Guoliang was shocked: "How do you know??"
"Really?" Yu Jian looked at him as if he had really learned some secret technique.
"What are you thinking!" Yu Jianping slapped Yu Jian on the head and said to Wu Guoliang, "Stop bullying the children."
It is indeed a lie.
Yu Jian pouted unhappily. How could these two old men who were almost sixty years old still be so playful?
"Uncle Wu, you are definitely the person with the strongest willpower I have ever seen." Yu Jianping said solemnly, his thoughts going back to more than 20 years ago.
He moved from Rao Township to the capital. He thought his craftsmanship was unparalleled in the world, but the capital was so big and there were so many people from all over the world. His little tricks might be among the best in Rao Township, but here, look.
Not enough to watch.
He encountered obstacles everywhere and began to doubt his life. At the most difficult time, he met Wu Guoliang.
In those days, beggars were classified into gangs. He had spent all his money and only had a backpack with a few clothes and half a stolen cookbook. The winter in Beijing was cold, so he hid in the air-raid shelter and watched
It was snowing all over the city, and he was suddenly kicked.
The half-grown child, who was covered in rags, put his hands on his waist and said fiercely: "There are already people here, get out quickly!"
He raised his hand, wanting to slap him.
Yu Jianping was so disheartened by that time that he didn't even have the heart to resist. He closed his eyes and waited for the fist to come.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man with gray hair squatting on the ground playfully, looking at him. But the little beggar just now was gone.
The man asked: "New here?"
Then he said to himself: "I've never seen him before, he must be new here."
Yu Jianping thought he had encountered a lunatic. This man squatted beside him and asked himself questions for a long time.
Finally, she turned to look at him again and grinned: "I am the boss here, you can follow me from now on."
This man is Wu Guoliang.
As time passed, Yu Jianping gradually understood his situation. He was also a chef and a pastry chef with excellent cooking skills. However, due to an accident, his right hand was broken. The doctor told him that he could use the knife again, but he could only
It’s time to make home-cooked meals, forget about cooking or anything like that.
In addition, something happened to Wu Guoliang. Everyone shouted at him when he walked on the street, so he could only hide in a bridge that was not exposed to the sun. An ordinary person might have accepted his fate like this.
But Wu Guoliang couldn't use his right hand. He still had his left hand. He asked the little beggar to pick up an iron pot and come back. He first practiced his arm strength, then found a kitchen knife and pulled out weeds to practice his knife skills.
Day after day, year after year, he really made his left hand as flexible and skillful as his right hand.
"What happened next?" Yu Jian held her chin, listening with interest.
"I was almost beaten to death later!" Wu Guoliang pouted at the side, "There was a beggar who stole something and was found in the bridge hole. They almost killed us all. It was not convenient for me to show up at that time, so I had to escape with Jianping.
Went to another air raid shelter."
Two more years later, Jianping finally cheered up and went out to find a job. Later, he moved out of the air-raid shelter.
On the day they left, the two had a fierce quarrel. Wu Guoliang pointed at his nose and cursed: "If you leave, don't come back again! How can you turn the world upside down with your little skills?"
Yu Jianping was also a bitch, so he stiffened his neck and replied, "Don't look down on me. Although I'm not as good as you, I can definitely become a chef!"
Parted unhappy.
Later, the air-raid shelters were no longer allowed, so Wu Guoliang came here and was engaged in the business of purchasing scraps. Yu Jianping searched for him for a long time before asking someone to find out his whereabouts. He came secretly several times, put down his things and left.
He left without seeing me.
"Don't think I don't know you gave me something." Wu Guoliang snorted, "And you hid."
He glanced at Yu Jianping and smacked his lips twice.
Yu Jianping smiled bitterly: "I said harsh words, but I can't break my words."
As they talked, the two started to argue again.
Yu Jian dragged the stool between the two of them, holding one with both hands: "Can we talk about business? Uncle Wu, can you still make noodles now?"
…
Whether it works or not, it doesn’t matter what you say, it will be true only when you see it.
Wu Guoliang smiled mysteriously, took out two packaged preserves from his pocket and threw them to Yu Jian.
Inside the transparent paper bag is a red jujube with a brown root bud sprouting from the top.
Yu Jian looked at him without knowing why: "Uncle Wu, I don't eat dates." She didn't like the taste of dates. She only ate them as an ingredient when cooking.
"Try it and see."
Yu Jian pinched it through the package. It was very elastic, big and plump, and looked like a good variety. After tearing open the package and bringing it to her mouth, she felt something was wrong again. The aroma of dates was not strong, but had a pleasant flavor.
The taste of the order. I took a bite and this taste——
Her eyes widened in shock.
Looking at the candied dates in my hand, I saw rich date paste mixed with pine nuts. It turned out to be a handmade thousand-layer candied date cake!
The lines on the surface of the jujube were actually made using Bai Dan’s superb cracking skills. They are so lifelike that until you eat them, you would actually think they were genuine jujubes!
"This... this..." Yu Jian was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She held up the candied date cake and wanted to show it to Yu Jianping.
Unexpectedly, Yu Jianping was not surprised at all, and he said something to attack Yu Jian: "This is still simple. Have you ever seen the twelve zodiac signs made of dough? Uncle Wu can make all the tiger hairs look like real ones.
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I go……
It’s really awesome!
Yu Jian looked at the pastry in his hand again. The dough was very finely crisped. Even the best craftsmen in the Tang Dynasty could not achieve this level of skill.
This Wu Guoliang is indeed not as good as he seems on the surface.
He is a capable person!
"Uncle Wu, I wonder if you have heard of the name Duanbian Village?" Yu Jian thought for a moment and said.