Yu Jianguo, who was far away in the capital, had a rare night's sleep today. The Yu family restaurant also followed Lan Ting Xuan's example and found a public holiday to give its employees a day off.
After his wife and Yu Yuan returned to Raoxiang, the house suddenly became quiet. Yu Jianguo walked out of the room and looked at the empty house, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Xiao Yuanzi, where's mom?" He couldn't hold it in anymore and made a video call, and the person who picked up was Yu Yuan.
The little guy shook his hand, tilted his head and shouted: "Mom? Mom?" He didn't hear the answer, so he reported to his father, "I don't know where I went. I've been wandering around the village every day."
As soon as I heard this word, I knew it was not a good description. Yu Jianguo laughed: "You are asking for beating again."
What to beat? He was used to being beaten when he came back. If he didn't have a meal one day, he felt like he couldn't eat well. The little guy complained to his father nonchalantly, and asked by the way: "Why are you at home today?" Look at that.
The furnishings are clearly at home.
"I'm resting in the store." Yu Jianguo answered him, not disapproving of him for meddling in other people's business.
Yu Yuan snorted and said slowly: "I thought the restaurant had closed down!"
That expression clearly felt a bit pity.
"You brat, wait until I come back and I won't hit you!" Knowing that he had nothing nice to say, Yu Jianguo raised his hand in a gesture, and then heard Yu Yuan ask, "Dad, when are you coming back?"
Yu Jianguo thought for a while: "It's twenty-sixth year."
There are still about ten days.
"Okay! Then remember to bring me the apple when you come back. I can't sleep at night if I don't hold it." The little guy pointed his fingers and counted them for a long time without counting them all, so he simply ignored them and told his father.
Speaking of this apple, Yu Jianguo couldn't say enough about it. Boys all like bears, tigers, lions, etc. He is good at hugging a white Persian cat doll every day. He also gave it a fancy name and hugs it every night.
Roll on the bed.
When Yu Jianguo said that he wanted to buy him a real cat, he disagreed, saying that it should be seen from a distance but should not be played with. Sometimes, he really didn't know how Yu Yuan used these sentences accurately.
"I know, you should be good at home and don't cause trouble to your mother, and don't affect your sister's study, okay?"
Yu Yuan responded perfunctorily: "Hang up."
This brat, Yu Jianguo cursed in his heart as he looked at the black screen.
Then the screen lit up again, and a message popped up. There were two missed calls. He looked at the number, but he didn't recognize it, so he put the phone on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to work.
…
Han Yubai shivered in the cold wind in the capital.
Yu's restaurant was actually closed today. Looking at the dark store door, he turned cold. It was neither right nor wrong to leave.
Just last month, Jin Fulou still did not escape the fate of closing the store. He took inventory of all assets, paid severance packages to employees, and rented out the store.
The new owner no longer plans to engage in the catering business, but plans to renovate and build a bathing center. However, he decided to use the original name of Jinfu Building, which he thought was quite festive.
Han Yubai stayed alone in the empty building for a long time, feeling regretful in his heart.
Wang De behaved like a typical villain. He took money and complained in front of him, his tone full of disdain: "Do you think you are a top student who just learned some business management? In this restaurant, the chef is the best.
.You are still young..."
After saying that, he spat at his feet, making Han Yubai's mood even worse.
But Wang De is right, all theories without practical basis are empty talk, and his words on paper led to this ending.
He admitted it.
But he refused to admit defeat.
If you don't break, you won't stand. Where you fall, you have to stand up.
So he came to Yu's restaurant and wanted to ask Master Yu to give him a chance to join the kitchen.
"Why are you here?" Tang Yuan put on his coat and came out to smoke. He saw a familiar figure standing at the door from a distance. When he got closer, he realized it was Han Yubai.
He must have stood in the wind for a while, and now his nose is red from the cold, and his hairstyle has been blown around in front of his eyes, and he still looks like a social elite.
He stuffed the cigarette case back into his pocket, took a look at it, and said casually: "Come to my place and sit down."
Han Yubai did not expect to meet Tang Yuan by such a coincidence. They were classmates abroad, but one studied business management and the other studied Western food technology. They were both influential figures in the school, but now they are completely different.
Tang Yuan made him a cup of coffee: "The shop next door is closed today."
Han Yubai didn't feel hot at all when he took the scorching hot coffee cup. He was almost frozen. He grabbed some heat source and instinctively wanted to get closer.
Tang Yuan sat across from him, his sharp eyes like a falcon, full of inquiry.
He knew the current situation of Jin Fulou, and he also knew Han Yubai's situation. He thought that because of Han Yubai's so-called pride, he would never set foot in Yu's restaurant.
Even if you pass by, you will go far around.
But today, Han Yubai actually appeared at the door of Yu's restaurant. This man must have come with some purpose.
Tang Yuan has been living with the Yu family so far, and he recognizes the Yu family brothers very much. Although the two stores have competition, no one cares about it. Even the relationship between the clerks is very good, and some people are secretly chasing the little girl next door.
If necessary, he should first help the Yu family to detect the enemy's situation.
Numerous scenes flashed through Han Yubai's mind, and he was so confused that he managed to calm down and took a sip of hot coffee to relieve himself. Then he raised his head and said, "If...if I want Master Yu to accept me as his apprentice, you
feel……"
"No!" Tang Yuan interrupted him, with surprise in his eyes, but his tone was firm.
Is he that bad? There was a hint of bitterness on Han Yubai's face.
Tang Yuan continued: "Being a cook requires not only talent, but also perseverance." But unfortunately, you don't have either of these...
"But I can learn!" Han Yubai said hurriedly, "I am Lao Han's son after all, and I can still know some of the Han family's dishes."
"You know how to do it, but you're not very good at it." Tang Yuan smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all, and his eyes were still a little dim, "You are too utilitarian and you don't have any knowledge of cooking.
I have such enthusiasm, but I still do things half-heartedly.” I can’t even cook family dishes well, and I want to learn other dishes, which is simply wishful thinking.
Hit the mark.
Han Yubai seemed to have been stripped naked in front of him. Every word Tang Yuan said was like a needle piercing his heart, making his liver and gallbladder break.
But Tang Yuan was right, he was such an unbearable person.
His face was dull and he looked at Tang Yuan expressionlessly.
"But..." Tang Yuan spoke again, and sure enough, Han Yubai's eyes lit up again when he heard these two words, "There is one thing about you that we cannot compare with."
What? Han Yubai looked at him eagerly.
Tang Yuan opened his thin lips slightly and uttered three words: "Thick-skinned."