Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

That morning, Wang Qiang was busy in the breakfast shop, and there were many customers. While he was busy preparing breakfast, he was constantly thinking about the preparations for the antique museum. His forehead was slightly sweaty, and his hands were moving hurriedly. He knew that the opening of the antique museum was an important opportunity for him, but this pressure made him feel a little powerless and distressed.

Li Xiao saw Wang Qiang's serious expression and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Wang Qiang, what's wrong with you? You look a little tired."

Wang Qiang forced a smile and shook his head. "It's okay, there are just some minor issues that need to be dealt with. The preparations for the opening of the antique museum have been quite busy recently, but fortunately I have your support."

Li Xiao noticed that Wang Qiang's smile was not natural, and she was filled with worry. She knew that Wang Qiang had to manage the breakfast shop on the one hand, and prepare for the opening of the antique museum on the other hand. This double pressure must have made him feel very tired. She decided not to force Wang Qiang to speak, and continued to work silently beside him, trying her best to reduce his burden.

As time went by, Wang Qiang's stress did not ease. Before going to sleep, he often lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his heart full of worries about the future. The opening of the antique museum was part of his dream, but he also knew that the success of the opening would directly affect his future plans. Whenever he thought of this, Wang Qiang would feel uneasy and distressed.

He often recalled how he felt when he first decided to open an antique museum. At that time, he was full of expectations and visions for the future. However, now that he is facing these practical challenges, the tension and sense of responsibility in his heart make him feel extremely heavy. In particular, the small accident that happened recently made him realize that no matter how thorough the preparations are, accidents may occur.

One day, Wang Qiang decided to personally go to the antique museum to check on the final preparations. He walked through the door of the shop and into the museum, which was still under renovation. Workers were busy arranging the exhibits, and Wang Qiang carefully recorded every detail as he inspected them. In his mind, he kept looking at the position of each exhibit to ensure that they would be perfectly displayed to the upcoming guests.

However, when he walked to a corner, he accidentally kicked a booth that was not completely fixed. Several antiques on the booth fell to the ground, and Wang Qiang's heart tightened instantly. Looking at the antiques on the ground, Wang Qiang felt distressed. Each antique was carefully selected by him. They are not just commodities, but also the embodiment of his love and pursuit of ancient culture.

"This is too bad!" Wang Qiang muttered to himself, feeling lost and anxious. He squatted down and carefully picked up the antiques on the ground, and found that one of them had obvious cracks. He felt even more depressed, and all the hard work seemed to be in vain.

Seeing this, the workers came over and asked with concern: "Wang Qiang, are these antiques broken? Do you need our help?"

Wang Qiang raised his head, suppressed his anxiety, and shook his head slightly. "It's okay, thank you. It's just a few minor problems, we will fix it as soon as possible."

He knew that although the damage to these antiques was not fatal, it would still affect the effect of the opening and his mood. Wang Qiang's inner anxiety began to spread, and he began to question whether he could do these preparations well and whether he could bring a satisfactory experience to customers when he opened.

After returning to the breakfast shop, Wang Qiang was still in a low mood. Although Li Xiao and the customers' smiles and support comforted him a little, they could not completely soothe his inner anxiety. Standing in the shop, looking at the busy customers and the warm environment, he felt a little confused and distressed about the future.

Seeing this, Li Xiao decided to communicate with Wang Qiang again. She walked to Wang Qiang and said softly, "Wang Qiang, I know you've been very busy recently, but you also need to pay attention to your body and emotions. You've been busy all the time, so it's inevitable that you'll feel stressed. We can find a solution together."

Wang Qiang felt Li Xiao's concern and was touched. He knew that what Li Xiao said made sense, but he also knew that he had to work harder for the opening of the antique museum. "Thank you for your concern, Li Xiao. I am indeed a little worried about the details of the opening, but I will try my best to adjust myself."

Li Xiao nodded and continued to persuade gently: "If you feel too stressed, we can find time to relax. Work is important, but maintaining a good body and mentality is also very important."

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. He knew that although the road ahead was full of challenges, he was not alone with the support of Li Xiao and Xu Damao. He began to realize that only by adjusting his state could he better face the challenges in the future.

In the days that followed, Wang Qiang gradually learned how to balance his work and emotions. He tried to find ways to relax, taking some time every day to take a walk or talk with friends to help himself relieve stress. Although the preparation work for the antique museum was still busy, he had learned to face every problem with a more calm attitude.

Wang Qiang changed into shorts that day, trying to make himself feel a little more comfortable. Although the fabric of the shorts was light, he was wary of the oil pan in the kitchen after having just experienced the flames of the oil pan. Whenever he saw the flickering oil surface, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Wang Qiang knew that he had to keep the breakfast shop running, but the danger of the oil pan always made him feel a fear that he couldn't ignore.

At this time, Li Xiao was busy in the kitchen, with a focused and capable look. Her movements were very skillful, as if she had mastered everything in the kitchen. Wang Qiang stood aside, trying not to get close to the oil pan to avoid causing unnecessary accidents again. Although he wanted to return to his job, his fear of the oil pan kept him from relaxing.

Li Xiao occasionally looked up and saw Wang Qiang standing beside her. She couldn't help but feel a little worried. She knew that Wang Qiang was going through a struggle in his heart. Although he seemed to have returned to normal on the surface, his fear of the oil pan was obviously still bothering him. She decided to take the initiative to break the silence and try to ease Wang Qiang's tension.

"Wang Qiang, do you want me to deal with these fried foods?" Li Xiao asked softly, his tone full of concern.

Wang Qiang turned around and saw Li Xiao's warm smile, feeling a little relieved. He knew that Li Xiao always cared about him, but this time he felt a little embarrassed. "Thank you, Li Xiao. I'm just a little uncomfortable with the feeling of the frying pan, and I don't want it to become an obstacle to my work."