Liuxiang

Yuan Hui was entangled when he was standing outside the door, but he didn't feel better after sitting in the room, and it turned into melancholy in a blink of an eye.

He looked at Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan who were sitting opposite him, and after a few times of deliberation, he still spoke directly, lest he would talk too much later, and Yi Baitang kicked him out again impatiently.

"I heard that there is a tree restaurant that has not yet obtained the star restaurant qualification in the industry, and there is only one recommended spot left, if you don't mind—"

"Never mind." Yi Baitang said coldly.

"Actually, why bother?" Yuan Hui bit the bullet, "You see, I have connections here. Just nod your head, and I will upload the recommendation form. How about you?"

"Not good." Yi Baitang continued coldly.

"What's wrong!" Yuan Hui said righteously, "It's safe, correct, non-toxic, efficient, time-saving and fast-paced! It's convenient for you, and my stepmother can feel better."

"Huh." Yi Baitang's voice was frozen to the point of icy scum, and he was about to stand up from the sofa when he moved his body.

People who can't speak love to talk.

Shang Huaiyan was filled with emotion, and his hands were not slow, he quickly reached out and pulled Yi Baitang, lest he really stand up and throw Yuan Hui out the door.

After the two sat down again, Shang Huaiyan interjected: "The flight was delayed for a long time today, Aunt Dong arrived so early, did she have to travel a lot after getting off the plane?"

Yuan Hui: "...Really."

Shang Huaiyan hinted again: "Aunt Dong met Baitang unexpectedly, she should be quite shocked, how are you doing now?"

Yuan Hui: "...Probably not very good."

Shang Huaiyan linked to the end: "Aunt Dong is too excited to come to the door in person, so let you come?"

Yuan Hui suddenly realized: "That's right, she asked me to come." He turned to Yi Baitang again, very sincerely, "She really wants to see you, but after we've been apart for so long, I don't know what to say when we meet for the first time. Something would be nice."

So the face-to-face silence before was really not intentional!

Yi Baitang glanced at the two of them coldly: "Hehe."

Shang Huaiyan: "..." Scared.

Yuan Hui: "..." Too scared.

Yuan Hui winked at Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan was silent for a long time, then raised his head: "How did you get adopted by Aunt Dong?"

Yuan Hui regained his energy when he heard this: "This matter is actually simple. My mother helped my adoptive mother back then!" He didn't wait for others to ask, and recalled the past briefly, "At that time, the distance between now and now It has been almost 20 years. My mother was divorced and laid off. She dragged a child like me. In order to earn some money, she rented out a small half of the only house. At that time, the first tenant who came to rent was the adoptive mother. At that time, the foster mother seemed to be quite down and out. She told my mother that she had no money to pay the rent for the time being, but the rent would be paid to my mother on time in one month. At that time, my mother saw that the foster mother was single and had no money, and had a chat I also know that my adoptive mother has just divorced and has no children..."

Hearing this, Shang Huaiyan couldn't help but glance at Yi Baitang.

But obviously Yi Baitang didn't care about these things, he still folded his arms and waited for Yuan Hui to speak with a blank expression.

Yuan Hui continued: "My mother was sympathetic at the time, so she didn't charge the rent, and let her stepmother stay. But what happened later was beyond my mother's expectations..."

Shang Huaiyan pondered for a while: "Aunt Dong quickly found the money?"

Yuan Hui glanced at Shang Huaiyan in surprise: "That's right, my adoptive mother quickly found a job in a very good restaurant, and it is said that she hosted a dinner for a high-ranking official that month, so she was very happy all of a sudden. It paid my mother half a year's rent. The news of the beauty of my foster mother at that time also spread to the dilapidated place where my mother lived at that time, and was talked about by many neighbors for a long time."

Shang Huaiyan continued: "But there are unpredictable things—"

Yuan Hui glanced at Shang Huaiyan with great admiration: "But the weather is unpredictable. I don't know if it's because the stepmother made a big splash in the first month of her arrival. About half a year after she arrived, the stepmother was suddenly killed The restaurant she worked in was fired, and it was a dishonorable one..."

Yi Baitang did not keep silent this time, and before Shang Huaiyan spoke, he snorted coldly: "Are you accusing my mother of stealing other chef's secret recipe?"

After finishing speaking, he snorted again in his heart: Is it necessary!

Hearing Yi Baitang's words, Yuan Hui hastily continued: "I got it right! That's it! Their stepmother was plotted against, lost her job, left the hotel in disgrace, and was criticized by the local chef association. The hotel is willing to hire the adoptive mother again. But in the past six months, my mother has become a good friend who talks about everything. This time the adoptive mother suffered a setback, and my mother has been comforting her. I also united with many neighbors, He said that he absolutely did not believe that his stepmother used despicable means to steal other people’s results, and he went to the Chefs’ Association to find an explanation. This was done when his stepmother didn’t know about it. As a result, they had conflicts with people from the Chefs’ Association, and my mother was in conflict He was admitted to the hospital with a sprained arm..." At this point, he paused, probably because he had ushered in the most important turning point in his life, and his voice was a little lower, "But after the sprained arm was admitted to the hospital, It was found that the cancer was in the terminal stage. Many things happened later. My mother-in-law who planned to leave the city did not leave, and my mother also passed away. Mother takes care of me."

Yuan Hui added: "That's how it happened later. After my mother's funeral was settled, the adoptive mother sold the house and used her savings to open a small restaurant called Shanyi. Yi's scale has increased tenfold, and it has become a leading enterprise in the city, crowding out some old restaurants. One of them is the hotel where the foster mother was falsely accused. But at that time, the foster mother didn't even bother to glance at them. Then Step by step, the step-by-step mother-in-law expands the scale of Shanyi, a little bit every year, and it has reached the present."

The long past was finally finished, and Yuan Hui sighed with emotion: "In these years, I have been learning cooking skills from my step-mother and watching my step-mother expand my appetite for food. Until now, I still remember what my step-mother said to me at first, she said 'Cooking, like all other sciences, is a mechanical, assembly-line business—'"

Yi Baitang suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Yuan Hui with piercing eyes, and repeated: "'Mechanical, assembly line operations'? What else?"

Yuan Hui was taken aback, and then completed the words: "'Everyone's tastes are not exactly the same, but the differences are rare, and the similarities are the majority. We can definitely make dishes that best suit human tastes.'"

Yi Baitang: "I see."

Yuan Hui: "Huh?"

Yi Baitang: "I accept."

Yuan Hui: "Huh??"

Yi Baitang: "You can go."

After saying this, he stood up directly from the sofa, carried Yuan Hui and walked towards the door, opened the door with one hand, carried someone with the other, then let go, and closed the door.

Yi Baitang: "The quota is ready. After the second match of the official competition, I will go find her."

Yuan Hui: "Huh???"

He looked at the closed door with a perplexed face, not knowing which lung duct he had just poked in Yi Baitang. Just at this moment, there was a faint voice of conversation coming from inside. He looked around and saw nothing. People quickly put their ears on the crack of the door, eavesdropping on the conversation inside, only to hear Shang Huaiyan ask: "What's wrong?"

Then came Yi Baitang's voice:

"I know what's going on. I know why my mother left back then. He didn't lie to me... It's really a disagreement..."

Inside the door, lights streamed down.

Shang Huaiyan's mind turned quickly: "You said that Aunt Dong's culinary philosophy does not match your grandfather's?"

Yi Baitang said lightly: "It's the opposite. The idea of ​​the great devil is that food itself has emotions, so if a thousand people taste it, there must be a thousand different flavors."

Shang Huaiyan was a little hesitant: "Could it be because of this that Aunt Dong left?"

Yi Baitang asked back: "What else is there?"

Shang Huaiyan turned his eyes around Yi Baitang's head, and wisely kept silent.

Yi Baitang didn't pay attention to Shang Huaiyan's gaze, and continued to ponder: "But I don't agree with this cooking concept. It's just turning cooking skills into a tool for making money, and it has already become the pursuit of the highest cost performance rather than the highest delicacy .”

Shang Huaiyan felt that the atmosphere was inexplicably tense at the moment, and he cautiously said, "So you went to your mother after the game to..."

Yi Baitang: "Prove that she has gone the wrong way."

Shang Huaiyan: "Then if she thinks that her own cooking path is better..."

Yi Baitang: "The way is different, so don't conspire with each other."

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

Yi Baitang glanced at Shang Huaiyan: "Are you thinking that there is a need to be so serious?"

Shang Huaiyan thought to himself: Yes.

Yi Baitang was serious: "If you cheat, I will move you away at most; if you dare to insult my cooking skills, I will chop you into firewood."

Shang Huaiyan condemned: "Another example."

Yi Baitang changed his words: "If I don't like you anymore, I won't cheat; once I don't like you, I will refuse to cook for you."

Shang Huaiyan: "...Forget it, you should take me as an example."

He couldn't do anything about this little baby. Although it was only three years apart, sometimes it felt like he was 13 years younger... Shang Huaiyan sighed secretly, pulled Yi Baitang to sit down again, and slowly seduced: "You Have you ever thought about it, you don’t care about so many chefs in the world who don’t have their own ideas, why do you care about this person?”

Yi Baitang: "..."

Yi Baitang: "Hmph!!!"

I hate it, don't talk to the little sapling anymore! ! !