my boyfriend is a chef

There was silence in the shop, only Sun Youchen's crying was left.The shop assistants were a little at a loss, and suddenly changed bosses. Will the wages owed before be paid?Although it's only natural to get paid after work, but now that Sun Youchen has lost his home and has nothing, who can say that, when encountering such a thing, he can only consider himself unlucky.

The most depressing thing is the store manager. He lost his job immediately when Wang Guangxu came. He sighed helplessly: "It's really a crime. I heard that Liu Hecheng fell in love with Xiaoyayuan, but I didn't expect him to succeed. .”

The head chef also shook his head and said, "Mr. Sun was forced to play poker by the surname Liu. He must have played the game. It's so miserable!"

Wang Guangxu quickly stopped talking: "Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

Sun Youchen raised his head and wiped away his tears: "I knew it, they lied to my dad, and I'm going to settle accounts with Liu Hecheng."

The store manager shook his head helplessly: "What's the use of looking for it, the matter is a foregone conclusion, even if we know that he did it, we have nothing to do with him."

"Aren't they gambling? I can sue him. Gambling is illegal and the police will take care of it." Sun Youchen seemed to have found hope.

Xi Chuan shook his head: "It's useless, and you haven't caught the current situation. Where can you find witnesses? Even if someone is involved, how can they come out to testify?"

Sun Youchen burst into tears: "Are these liars going to get away with it?"

The adults present sighed and shook their heads. People in Rongcheng are good at playing mahjong, and they are famous all over the country. For some people, playing mahjong is a career. It's a gray area if officials don't investigate.Who can tell clearly about gambling, and who is willing to talk about it.

"Did my dad just die for no apparent reason?" Sun Youchen lowered his head, unable to accept this reality at all, he deeply felt the malice of this world.

However, everyone is helpless. They are more concerned about their jobs and wages. Where will they go tomorrow?

Wang Guangxu coughed: "Okay, now everyone come and register, and those who are willing to stay come and register with me."

The employees all looked at each other in blank dismay. They just expressed their opinion to Sun Youchen that they wanted to help open the store, but now the boss and store manager changed in a blink of an eye. Sun Youchen and the store manager are both still there. How can someone express their position?

Seeing that no one moved, Wang Guangxu asked, "Xi Chuan, do you want to stay?"

Xi Chuan gritted his teeth. It is impossible for him to help Master's family with work, so he snorted: "No, I'm leaving, I'm going to pack up. Youchen, Master gave me a package before the accident, and asked me to give it to you." Yours, I'll get it for you."

Sun Youchen became excited when he heard it: "Okay!"

Wang Guangxu's eyes lit up, but he didn't follow immediately.

The store manager slumped his shoulders: "I'm going to collect things too." He was opened by Liu Hecheng directly, and there was no need to sign up.

Wang Guangxu looked at the chef: "Uncle Lin, you will stay."

Chief chef Lao Lin and Sun Boying have worked together for many years, and they have a deep friendship. They also watched Wang Guangxu change from a young boy to the manager of the Xiaoyayuan branch. I'm afraid there is something tricky.Poor old grandson, it was really sad to be sold and count the banknotes, so he said: "I am old and have been cooking for most of my life. I should go back and rest for a few months."

Seeing that the store manager and the chef had left, the others were even more wavering.Lao Lin glanced back at everyone and said, "If you want to stay, you can stay. You have to support your family." Now is the weakest season in the catering industry, and it is not easy to find a job.

Xi Chuan did not live in the staff dormitory like other colleagues. He has always lived in the rest room next to the hotel warehouse and is responsible for guarding the store. He is very happy because this way he can continue to practice cooking after get off work.He was the one who received the call from the police to the shop in the middle of the night. Someone saw a small car smashing through the guardrail and rushing into the river. Graceland.

It was really a night of horror, Xi Chuan looked back and thought about it, the day the master had an accident was a little strange, he gave himself a bag that afternoon, said that he would go out for two days, asked him to take it to Sun Youchen the next day, and asked himself to help take care of it One touch to Sun Youchen, who knew that everyone would be gone that night.

Sun Youchen took the bag that his father left him. It was just an ordinary white plastic bag. The bag was a little heavy. When he opened it, he found a book inside, which was the picture album he had always wanted, and a cowhide envelope with a letter in it. , and a bank card.

With trembling hands, Sun Youchen unfolded the letterhead, on which was his father's words: "Chenchen: Saying goodbye to you in this way, father is sorry for you! When you read this letter, father is no longer here. It is father's fault. I lost everything, the store and the house were lost to Liu Hecheng, making you homeless, my father regretted it, I was ashamed to see you again, and went to atone with my mother. You should take good care of your body, eat on time, and don’t stay up late. When it’s cold, you need to add more clothes, study hard, be a good person, don’t get involved in the bad habit of gambling, and be cautious when making friends. I left you a little money, which should be enough for you to go to college. I’m sorry, Dad can’t watch you go to college. Chenchen, you have to be stronger when your father is not by your side. I asked Xi Chuan to take care of you. He is a good boy, but we shouldn’t bother him too much. What we can do is to do it ourselves. I’m sorry, my father loves you. you!"

Sun Youchen's tears rolled down like broken beads, he curled up his fingers and put them in his mouth to bite, so as not to make a sound, his heart was full of complaints: Why did you tell yourself in this way?Isn't it just losing everything, what a big deal, the money is gone, the house is gone, and I just need to earn more, why should I leave myself?

Xi Chuan stretched out his hands, held Sun Youchen's shoulders from behind, comforted him silently, the master is really confused, what is there to ignore, what is more important than his son?

Sun Youchen squeezed the letter tightly, wanted to tear it up but was reluctant, and finally squatted on the ground hugging his knees and buried his head in silent tears.

Xi Chuan squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch his head, and began to pack his things without saying a word. He would definitely not be able to live here today, because this is no longer the original Little Graceland.

Wang Guangxu stood outside the door and knocked: "Junior Brother."

Xi Chuan walked over and looked at Wang Guangxu coldly: "What's the matter?"

Wang Guangxu pretended to be chatting and said: "I heard that Master has a cookbook a few years ago, which was left by his ancestors. He plans to continue writing it. I heard that he has already written part of it. Do you know this cookbook?"

Xi Chuan said: "I've heard of it." The master said that he had come up with a Xiaoyayuan cookbook, but he had never seen that cookbook.

Wang Guangxu's eyes lit up: "Then do you know where it is?"

"I don't know." Xi Chuan shook his head.

Wang Guangxu looked at him in disbelief: "You really don't know?"

Xi Chuan frowned impatiently: "I really don't know."

Wang Guangxu took another serious look at him, as if to make sure that he was not lying, and finally handed him a bag: "I found it in Master's desk."

"What is it?" Xi Chuan took it hesitantly, and found it was a medical record bag.

Wang Guangxu said, "You can see for yourself." Then he turned and left.

Xi Chuan opened it and saw that there were films and medical certificates inside. Xi Chuan picked up the medical certificate and his eyes widened suddenly. The diagnosis result read "advanced pancreatic cancer". The diagnosis date was February 2, which was before Master passed away. two days.Is that so?It seems that Master knew that he was terminally ill and living would only be a burden and drag, so he chose to leave in that way.

Xi Chuan's eyes were a little sore, and he turned around and said softly to Sun Youchen who was still squatting on the ground crying silently: "Youchen, Master, he doesn't want to leave you either, but he has pancreatic cancer, so he has no choice but to use this method for fear of dragging you down. way to leave."

Sun Youchen raised his head abruptly, looked at Xi Chuan with red and swollen eyes: "My dad has cancer?"

Xi Chuan nodded, and showed Sun Youchen the medical certificate. Sun Youchen wiped his eyes desperately while reading, trying to see clearly, but his vision was always blurred by tears. Thinking of how pitiful his father was, he couldn't stop crying.After a while, he raised his tearful eyes and looked at Xi Chuan: "Did my dad leave because he was afraid of spending money on medical treatment? Did he commit suicide?"

Xi Chuan didn't know how to answer him, but just said: "Master hopes you will be well, and don't let him down. You take this card." He picked up the bank card that fell on the ground and put it in Sun Youchen's hand.

Sun Youchen threw the card away and cried, "I don't want money, I want my dad back."

Xi Chuan had no choice but to pick up the card, put it in his pocket, and give it to him after he calmed down.

Xi Chuan finally packed his things. He has lived here for several years, and he has a lot of things. He didn’t know where to move for a while. After thinking about it, he called his hair boy Zeng Bo and asked him to drive. When he came to pick him up, Zeng Bo readily agreed, saying he would be there within half an hour.

Sun Youchen stopped crying, but he didn't have the courage to read the letter again. After being pulled into a chair by Xi Chuan, he hugged his knees and stared at a certain place on the floor in a daze. .Xi Chuan looked at him with some distress, too many things happened these days, it was too heavy for a child who was only 17 years old, any one of them could overwhelm a person, let alone all gathered together .

Xi Chuan looked at the room, suddenly remembered something, got up quickly, and said to Sun Youchen: "Youchen, I have something to do when I go out, I'll be right back, you wait here for me."

Sun Youchen immediately raised his head like a frightened rabbit, and said in panic, "Where are you going?" As if Xi Chuan would go there like his father and never come back.

Xi Chuan gave him a gentle smile: "I'll go to the kitchen to get something. I'll be back soon."

Sun Youchen stood up and quickly followed: "I'll go with you."

Xi Chuan didn't refuse, knowing that he must be very insecure now, so it's better to follow him.Xi Chuan went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife. This knife was a steel knife given by his master when he left the teacher.The master said that seven parts of a Sichuan chef's skill lies in the table and three parts in the stove. Xi Chuan kept his master's words in mind and worked hard on the knife. It took six years to master the knife.He has used this knife for more than three years, and it is very handy. It is the guy he eats, and he doesn't want to lose it, not to mention it has special commemorative significance.

When he went to get the knife, Sun Youchen suddenly asked, "Which knife does my dad use?"

Xi Chuan was taken aback for a moment, then understood, took a very thick hand-forged knife from the desk, and said, "This is what Master often uses."

Sun Youchen took it over and stroked it affectionately: "I want to take it away."

Xi Chuan glanced at him, nodded and said, "Okay, take it away. Give it to me." He took the kitchen knife in Sun Youchen's hand, which was heavier than his own, and wrapped the two kitchen knives with a piece of cloth , brought it out.

Wang Guangxu saw them coming out of the kitchen, walked over and asked, "What did you take?"

Xi Chuan said patiently, "Master and I's kitchen knife, this is our personal property, it doesn't belong in the shop, right?"

Wang Guangxu laughed dryly: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count. Junior brother, are you really not going to stay? Master said you are seven and a half horses around the waist. If you stay, I can promote you to be the chief chef. Xiaoyayuan will certainly It’s going to be as hot as ever.”

Xi Chuan said coldly: "Thank you for your love, I can't afford it." After speaking, he pulled Sun Youchen around and left.

Sun Youchen gave Wang Guangxu a hard look, his eyes were about to burst into flames, this man is also his father's apprentice, why did he betray his father?

Looking at Xi Chuan's back, Wang Guangxu sneered, and muttered in a low voice: "He is the only one who still has seven and a half horses? I thought the seven and a half horses were all over the street like Chinese cabbage." Sun Boying often boasted in front of everyone Xi Chuan, Wang Guangxu was very disapproving, how much better than himself can be taught by the same master, if it is really as good as he said, then it must be the old man's partiality, he kept it secret and didn't teach it to himself, the old man's recipe is definitely handed over It was given to Xi Chuan, or it was left to his son, how can I get it?

Sun Youchen didn't understand the terminology of the chef industry, so he asked when he returned to Xi Chuan's room: "Brother Chuan, what is a seven-and-a-half horse apron?"

Xi Chuan said: "It's nothing." The so-called seven-and-a-half apron is the general term for the work in the Sichuan cuisine industry in the old days, such as hospitality, piers, stoves, cold dishes, cage pots, white cases, water cases and chores. Chefs who are proficient in one specialty and many abilities are called "seven half aprons", which is the highest honor for Sichuan cuisine chefs.The master is very satisfied with his performance, and feels that he has successors, so he jokingly called his little apprentice a "seven and a half waist", but Xi Chuan knows that he is still young and has a long way to go, so he does not take this Seriously, just as a goal to spur yourself.

Only then did Sun Youchen notice that Xi Chuan had packed his luggage, and he asked softly, "Brother Chuan, where are you going to move?"

Xi Chuan said: "Move to my friend temporarily, and then rent a house. By the way, what are you going to do? Are you continuing to live at home?"

Sun Youchen lowered his head, and shook his head sadly after a long time: "That's not my house anymore, I want to move too, but I don't know where to go."

Xi Chuan raised his hand and patted his head: "Then move in and live with me, and you will move in after I find a good house."

Sun Youchen's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Xi Chuan: "Then what about your job?" He knew that Xi Chuan had already lost his job.

Xi Chuan smiled: "Hey, look for another job. Brother Chuan, I'm so good at crafting, so I'm afraid I won't be able to find a job? Don't worry, I can support you."

Sun Youchen's heart was warm. Someone said such words to him at this time, it was like a fire in the cold winter, dispelling the chill deep in his heart, and it was warm from the inside out: "My dad seems to give me I left some money, but I don’t know how much.” Speaking of his father, he couldn’t help feeling sad again.

Xi Chuan took out the card and put it in his hand: "Yes, check it when you have time."

Sun Youchen pushed the card back: "Hold it for me."

Xi Chuan hesitated, then nodded: "Okay, I'll keep it for you first." He took out his wallet and stuffed the card into a pocket alone.