Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

"Ah?" Wang Qiang was stunned and looked at him in confusion, "Why don't you cut it? It doesn't look good when it grows like this."

The old barber looked at Wang Qiang with a complicated expression, and said helplessly: "My craft is a traditional one, which emphasizes the harmony with people's breath. You are not suitable for haircut in your current state. Haircut is sometimes a matter of luck. When you are unlucky, the haircut may be worse."

Wang Qiang had never heard of such a statement before, and he felt a little uneasy. Although he was not superstitious, the old barber's words made him somewhat uneasy. In order not to appear too nervous, he pretended to smile nonchalantly: "It's not that exaggerated, isn't it? It's just a haircut?"

The old barber said seriously, "Master Wang, believe it or not, but I have never made any mistakes in my decades of craftsmanship. I see that you don't look very good recently, and your sense of taste is also a problem, so you'd better not cut your hair for the time being. When you feel better and recover, come back to me."

Wang Qiang was a little confused. He just wanted to get a haircut, but it turned out to be a big deal. He thought about it and said, "Okay, then I won't cut it for now."

After saying that, he touched his hair and felt a little depressed. He had hoped to sort out his mood by getting a haircut, but he was rejected, which made his emotions even more complicated. "Don't take it too seriously, some things can't be rushed, it's best to let nature take its course." Seeing that Wang Qiang looked unhappy, the old barber quickly comforted him.

Wang Qiang forced a smile, said goodbye to the old barber and walked out of the barber shop. The sunlight on the street was a bit dazzling, Wang Qiang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, feeling an indescribable irritation in his heart. The problem of taste had already made him anxious, and now he was even blocked from getting a haircut. This made him feel as if he was trapped in an invisible cage and couldn't find a way out.

He looked down at his shoes and thought to himself: "Is it really my bad luck? Or do I really need to take a break?"

Wang Qiang's mood became increasingly heavy. He walked aimlessly on the street, hoping to relieve the pressure in his heart by walking. However, no matter how he walked, the taste troubles and the experience during the haircut were like a stone pressing on his heart.

As he walked, he unknowingly came to a small park. There was a quiet lawn here, and several big trees swayed in the breeze. The sun shone through the leaves and cast mottled shadows on the ground. Wang Qiang found a bench and sat down, covering his face with his hands and sighed deeply.

He felt that he had reached a critical point and had to make some changes. Whether it was a taste problem or a mental adjustment, he needed to find a solution as soon as possible. Otherwise, not only his personal life, but also his cooperation with He Yuzhu and even his future restaurant might be affected by his condition.

"Maybe, I should give myself a break. Put everything aside, take a good rest for a few days, and get back into shape."

This thought gradually became clear in his mind. Wang Qiang knew that he had to calm himself down first before he could better face the next challenge. This process might not be easy.

After making a decision in his heart, Wang Qiang felt a little relieved. He looked up at the sky, and the sunlight shone through the leaves on his face, bringing a hint of warmth. Perhaps this was a hint - no matter how difficult the situation is, as long as there is light in your heart, you can always find a way out.

Wang Qiang sat on the park bench for a while, and gradually calmed down. However, just as he was about to get up and continue walking, he suddenly felt a stomachache, followed by a sense of urgency. His face changed slightly, and he realized that he might have to find a toilet quickly.

"It's really like when it rains it pours. I'm having a stomachache right now..." Wang Qiang said helplessly to himself, feeling anxious and helpless.

He quickly stood up and looked around, looking for a nearby public toilet. However, there were not many people in the park, and there were no obvious signs around. Wang Qiang was a little anxious. The discomfort in his stomach was getting stronger and stronger. He could feel that he had to find a place to solve the problem as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He walked quickly towards a corner of the park, where there seemed to be several small houses. He hoped that one of them was a toilet. When he got closer, Wang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and found that there was indeed a simple public toilet.

There were several people queuing outside the toilet. Wang Qiang frowned, but he couldn't care less at this time and could only stand at the end of the line. He secretly prayed that the line would move faster, but the discomfort in his stomach became more and more intense, making him sweat.

"Why do I have to run into so many people at this time..." Wang Qiang thought irritably. He tried to calm himself down, but the more nervous he was, the more uncomfortable he felt.

The old man in front of him seemed to be moving slowly. Wang Qiang was a little anxious and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry..."

The old man turned around and looked at Wang Qiang, then smiled and said, "Young man, you have to queue up even if you are in a hurry. Don't be anxious. It will be your turn soon."

Wang Qiang forced a smile, but he was extremely anxious. He knew he could no longer bear it, and the sense of urgency in his body made it almost impossible for him to think. As time passed, he felt that he was about to collapse.

Finally, it was his turn. Wang Qiang almost rushed into the toilet and slammed the door shut, feeling a huge sense of relief. He solved the problem almost at the edge of his limit, and the moment his body relaxed, he felt completely exhausted.

"This... is really a close call." Wang Qiang sat in the toilet and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that all the anxiety and tension he had felt before were released at this moment. Even in such an embarrassing scene, he couldn't help but start thinking about his situation.

He realized that the recent pressures had accumulated to a critical point, and today's "adventure" in the toilet seemed to be a warning, reminding him that if he didn't relax himself, he might have more serious physical and mental problems.

"I really need to take a break." Wang Qiang said to himself silently. This time, he did not hesitate. Whether for his physical health or mental state, he had to temporarily withdraw and make a good adjustment.

When he came out of the toilet, he was much more relaxed. Despite the embarrassment, he still felt a sense of relief from letting go of a burden. He walked out of the toilet and found that the sun was still warm outside, and people in the park were still strolling and chatting leisurely. Everything seemed so peaceful and harmonious.