The ambition that had finally been ignited was suddenly poured down by a basin of cold water. This water was still ice-cold, which was a heart-wrenching feeling.
On the way back, I had a frown on my face, recalling Tang Yuan's smiling expression as he watched him eat garlic chicken drumsticks, and my heart felt like ants walking by. It was not a good feeling at all.
The capital is too big, and it usually takes several hours to get from the east to the west; the capital is too small, and among all the living beings, this is the only neighbor to find.
"How did you meet that Tang Yuan?" Yu Jianping asked coldly.
"He was one of the guests at the last Chaozhou banquet. Somehow, he found his way to my house and asked me to be his second chef." Yu Jianguo turned on the turn signal and looked at the non-motorized vehicle next to him in the rearview mirror.
The driveway turned carefully.
"Following him will not bury you." Yu Jianping joked, and as expected, he received a glare like a bell.
It actually relaxed the originally dull atmosphere.
Yu Jianguo glanced at him sideways: "I'm a Chinese cook!" If I tell you what I'm going to do as a second chef for Western food, it'll make people laugh to death.
"His cooking skills are not bad, and as long as the food he makes is delicious, it doesn't matter whether it is Western or Chinese food. You are a person who doesn't care about anything, but you are very pedantic in this aspect." Yu Jianping taught that food has no national boundaries.
In his opinion, how to bring out the charm of food itself is the most important thing.
Yu Jianguo listened to his preaching silently, but he still didn't agree with it in his heart. He didn't refute, but he was determined that he must be a Chinese chef.
Jinfulou fell into unprecedented difficulties.
Han Yubai carried out drastic reforms and resigned a group of old employees of Jinfulou, letting Wang De manage the kitchen. He also replaced the old dishes that had been made for 20 years and replaced them with new things that young people like nowadays.
Unexpectedly, he was not welcomed by the guests at all.
Jin Changguo looked at the menu for ten minutes, but couldn't find a dish he wanted to eat. He called the waiter and asked, "Has the menu been changed?"
The waiter was a young man who had only been here three days. He nodded and bowed: "It's been a while."
Jin Changguo pinched his eyebrows, slammed the menu on the table, and said in a serious tone: "Is your boss here?"
Seeing that something was wrong, the waiter quickly ran away and told the manager. When the manager saw that it was Mr. Jin, he quickly dialed Han Yubai's number.
Han Yubai arrived very quickly, and Jin Fulou's changes did not meet his expectations. He was sulking alone in the quiet room.
When I came out, my whole body's air pressure was a little low.
"Lao Jin." He nodded slightly, said hello, asked the waiter to leave first, and sat across from him, "What do you want to eat today?"
"Hmph - can you still cook the food I want to eat?" Jin Changguo asked.
Han Yubai didn't shy away from it, and spread the menu in front of him again: "How many new dishes have been released recently, do you want to try them?"
Jin Changguo had a faint feeling of complexity in his heart. This child had been in Jinfulou since he was a child, and he had watched him grow up, but now he couldn't see through it at all.
"How is your father?" he asked.
Han Yubai's eyes flashed slightly and he lowered his eyes. There was no emotion in his tone. He said, "Are you here to complain about my father's injustice?"
He and his father each stood in two different camps regarding the management of Jinfulou. His father was old and had surgery, so he should have a good rest. He also got the support of his family, which was semi-forced to make his father completely surrender.
Franchise.
Today's Jinfulou is written in his name, Han Yubai.
"Your father never said anything wrong with you in front of us old guys. I just feel sorry for the sign of Jinfulou..." Jin Changguo sighed, and the Thousand Miles Embankment was destroyed in one day.
Han Yubai chuckled: "There will always be labor pains. Mr. Jin is a regular customer of Jinfulou. What's the point of always eating old and second-hand goods? I will be the host today. You can give me some advice.
." Not wanting to refuse, Jin Changguo stood up and called the waiter, ordering the first few dishes on the menu with his fingers.
Seasonal vegetable, shrimp, cheese and pumpkin bowl. The vegetables are stewed to a pulp and mixed with the pumpkin puree. Although the shrimp meat is tender, it has a fishy smell.
Dongpo pork elbow is tangible but tasteless, the sauce floats on the surface, and the meat is bland.
The stuffed pork with cabbage is said to be based on the principle of lightness in Japanese cuisine, but it is not bland at all. The stuffed meat has such a strong flavor of shochu that after one sip, you would have thought you had drank a glass of white wine.
The only dessert was Osmanthus Yam Chestnut Cake, but there was nothing outstanding about it.
Jin Changguo put down his chopsticks and shook his head at Han Yubai.
It’s not that it’s not delicious, it’s just that it’s different from heaven and earth.
How can customers who are used to the original Jinfulou cuisine appreciate these things?
New customers coming to Jinfulou can taste this at any restaurant in the capital, so why bother coming here?
"Yu Bai, the essence of a restaurant is taste. You always feel that the food here has been cooking for twenty years and there is no change. But have you ever thought about why we have to come back to eat after twenty years of eating?"
What makes me nostalgic is not only the dishes that remain unchanged, but also the years that have passed along the way.
Han Yubai wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Jin Changguo: "When you think about it, you will understand what your father has been insisting on."
After saying that, he walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, not forgetting to pay the money at the front desk.
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Yu Jianguo on the other side never thought that Jinfulou would be in such a miserable state. After Tang Yuan reminded him, he did learn more about it, but Boss Han's call was never answered, so he gave up.
This matter was also forgotten. He had more important things to do, the restaurant needed to be renovated!
For this matter, a family meeting was held, and even Grandma Yu and Yu Jian, who were far away in the countryside, participated in the meeting via video call.
Yu Jian looked at the four heads on the other end, including Yu Yuan's little head, and felt a little funny.
"Ajian, did your grandfather's notes mention what our old restaurant was like?" Yu Jianping asked.
Since she figured it out, she has been spending a lot of time in the attic recently. The notes left by her grandfather were very detailed, and she also did some research of her own.
Yu Jian nodded and took out a scroll from behind.
That's right, it's the scroll at the bottom of the box. This is the original appearance of Yu's restaurant.
The scroll was slowly opened, and an antique building came into view. On the brick vertical ridge was a raised gull's tail, the wooden grille doors and windows below were painted maroon, and a white stone platform surrounded it.
Everyone was silent. Even Yu Yuan stopped licking the lollipop and stuck out his tongue against the huge candy ring.
A few black lines crossed his forehead——
"..." Yu Jianguo's face turned from red to black, and his mood went from ups and downs to ups and downs. All his original expectations turned into speechlessness at this moment...
"This thing can't be done." Yu Jianping said at the side.
Is it possible that they have to renovate another Tang Dynasty restaurant?
In the past two days, everyone has been asking me to increase my efforts in updating.