Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

Old Li tried a new trick this time.

It is said that he found all the ingredients in the market.

The place where we had dinner was not in a guesthouse or a restaurant, but in a private house.

He Yuzhu is really very familiar with this key point.

There was nothing else to say. The house He Yuzhu went to was the front yard of a two-courtyard house, and the title deed to the backyard was in He Yuzhu's hands.

Old Li waited for him at the agreed intersection, and he was very mysterious, only letting He Yuzhu follow him.

The two of them walked through the streets and alleys like two blind vagrants.

He Yuzhu was really afraid that Lao Li would kidnap him and sell him.

Although he is not a beautiful woman, with He Yuzhu's current appearance and temperament, maybe some old lady would like him.

But the closer he got to Guozi Lane, the more depressed He Yuzhu felt.

Looking at Old Li who was pushing the cart in front, He Yuzhu was thinking about taking the initiative.

When he first entered the yard, He Yuzhu felt a little numb.

He thought that what he and Lao Li were facing tonight was a confession situation.

The few friendships between the two will come to an end today.

But in fact, after entering, He Yuzhu was a little confused.

Looking at the white-haired old man bowing and kneeling to Lao Li, it was not that the other party respected Lao Li very much, but that the old man opposite was using the old-fashioned etiquette that was widely practiced in the past.

When you meet a big customer, greet him/her first.

Old Li pulled him into the main house, which was similar to He Yuzhu's house in the old courtyard, and was where wealthy families entertained guests.

The white-haired old man went downstairs to prepare.

Only then did Old Li smile proudly at He Yuzhu and said, "Old He, guess what kind of cuisine this restaurant serves?"

He Yuzhu naturally knew it well, but he just shook his head calmly on the surface.

Old Li smiled even more happily, but he smiled at He Yuzhu and said, “Speaking of which, this chef and you should be from the same root but different branches.

This is the authentic Tan family cuisine of old city.

His fellow apprentices and disciples now each manage their own cuisine at the Sijiucheng Hotel.

This old man is retired now, but I heard from other friends that he can cook here, so I asked you to come here to try it. "

"Eh? Shouldn't I call you Uncle Master or Master Master?
I have to go and say hello to him." He Yuzhu pretended to be surprised and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Lao Li.

He still hasn't let go of his guard against Lao Li, so he can only continue acting.

In fact, He Yuzhu’s family knows their own business, and his He Daqing should not have any dealings with this side.

Otherwise, when He Daqing and Widow Bai had a falling out in Baoding and returned to Beijing, she would definitely have given him a few words of advice.

Having more elders to support him also gives him more options.

This is normal. As mentioned before, Tan’s cuisine is actually a fusion of cuisines.

He was the former head of the Tan family. He invited masters of Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine and other cuisines to serve as his private chefs.

Then we combine the strengths of each restaurant to create a private dish.

Therefore, anyone who has worked as a chef in the Tan family can say that they are a descendant of Tan family cuisine.

But after the reform and opening up, people only recognize the branch of Luo Changhai, who was invited by Haitanghua to be the head chef of the Sijiucheng Restaurant, as the authentic one.

Lao Li said disdainfully: "Okay, what is your identity now?
It's not that I look down on the working people, but judging from the attitude the old man had just now, aren't you afraid that he will stick to you and you won't be able to get rid of him?

Today, I'm going to bring you here to try something new and also let you see if this yard is suitable for you.

The old man is spreading the word that this yard is open to the outside world."

"Who's buying it?" He Yuzhu looked at Lao Li in surprise.

As expected, Lao Li pointed at his own nose.

"I! I want to buy a house and bring my mother over to enjoy a good life.

And my cousin's family." Old Li lowered his eyebrows, feeling guilty.

He Yuzhu's surprise was real. He really didn't know that Lao Li had such a relationship in the world.

After all, he had never heard of this in his previous life.

But it's normal to think about it. It's impossible for Lao Li to jump out of a crack in a rock. It's normal for him to have a father and a mother.

However, judging from the guilty look on Lao Li's face, it must be that something had happened to him that let his parents down.

"···I wanted to marry into a rich family, and after I got married, apart from sending money home every month, I never showed filial piety to my mother.

My mother refused to come and cause me trouble.

My own life is a mess, and I don't dare to worry about her coming to see me.

My cousin and her family have always taken care of her.

Some time ago, my cousin wrote to me and said that the old lady had been sitting under the jujube tree at the entrance of the village for the past two years, staring at the road leading into the village. When asked, she said she was waiting for me to come home from school.

He always hides a steamed bread in his arms, saying that he wants to leave it for me to eat. ···"

When Old Li said this, he couldn't help but wipe his eyes.

After choking up for a few times, Lao Li continued, "She gave birth to me, raised me, and sent me to school.

But I am not a filial person.

····
I didn't care about it anymore and just wanted to take advantage of the situation while her legs and feet were still able to move.

Find a house here and move her and my cousin's family here.

These people here are now working at the Sijiucheng Hotel.

Houses were arranged for them there.

This side is empty.

Lao He, I want to ask you a favor. "

Old Li suddenly grabbed He Yuzhu's hand and spoke urgently.

He Yuzhu was a little touched to be honest.

After all, his mother passed away early. If his mother were still alive, He Yuzhu would also be a child with a mother.

If his mother were here, He Daqing wouldn't have had all those messy things going on.

He Yuzhu might still be a cook now, and the whole family lives together in a lively manner.

Although it cannot be compared with the current career heights, it is also not as hard as the hardships of the previous life.

He Yuzhu couldn't quite remember what his mother looked like.

But the things that Lao Li talked about seemed to have happened to him as well.

When he was in school, Yu Shui should have been born, and his mother was in poor health.

She also often sat by the gate holding the baby Yu Shui, waiting for him and He Daqing to come home.

On the stove by the door, there would be either some steamed bread slices or some sweet potatoes roasted, so that as soon as he got home, he would have something to fill his empty stomach.

His mother loves to laugh. Even if she is feeling unwell and has a frown on her face, she always smiles and asks him to eat slowly...

"What's the matter?" He Yuzhu's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.

"Lend me some money, two thousand, no, three thousand.

I don’t want to touch my money, and I don’t want them to know.” Lao Li was really honest this time, but what he confessed were all his own secrets.

"Okay, I'll go to the bank to withdraw it tomorrow." He Yuzhu agreed quite decisively.

Old Li heaved a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you.

After thinking about it, you are the only one who has nothing to do with my wife.

I am not afraid of my wife, even though she looks down on me.

But it won't be bad to my mother.

I am afraid of those relatives around her who are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. ····" (End of this chapter)