Chapter 113 The throbbing heartstrings (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
Author: Lao Tuo
Chapter 113 The throbbing heartstrings (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
Seeing that the other party was crying, Zhang Wentao didn't have much reaction.
In the raw meat processing room, a man was processing the fish in silence with his head down, and a young man was crying silently. When the fish was finished, Zhang Wentao left Xie Liang alone in the processing room.
He carried the prepared fish and returned to the kitchen.
He was too busy and there were not enough people in the kitchen. Although Shi Tiandong could help, he still needed to take care of many things.
As for Xie Liang, all Zhang Wentao can do now is to give the other party time to adjust his mood. Growth always requires a process. Sometimes when encountering such things, you have to handle it yourself.
After being scolded a few times, it's normal for him to cry after his pride gets in his way. When he first started working, he was scolded and cried a lot of times. He got over it and grew up.
When he returned to the kitchen, Shi Tiandong was preparing the broth on the stove. When he saw Zhang Wentao coming back with fish, he asked in a low voice and concern: "Why, did you scold me again, young man?"
Zhang Wentao ignored him and was busy with what he was doing.
But when he was done, he walked over to Shi Tiandong and said, "I'll keep an eye on him while you go in and comfort him. The young man has been crying for a long time."
Shi Tiandong shrugged, not surprised at all by Zhang Wentao's inconsistent performance.
He already knew that Zhang Wentao actually liked this young man named Xie Liang, but the young people today were different from those back then.
The training method like Zhang Wentao cannot be wrong, after all, chefs are trained this way.
But sometimes, when you encounter a good seedling, your mentality is not strong enough to withstand the pressure, and it is a pity that it cannot be cultivated in the end. This is also the will of God.
By the time he entered the treatment room, Xie Liang had finished crying, but his mood was still very low.
Shi Tiandong came over with a smile and patted his shoulder: "You, if you can't do it in the future, you just can't do it. Don't be brave and don't be eager to prove yourself. This road is not as simple as you think, and you still have a lot to learn.
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"Do you understand?"
Thank you and nodded.
"Okay, you just have nothing to do. Just pick yourself up. There's still a lot of work to do in the afternoon. Chef Zhang... Chef Zhang is just like this in the kitchen, and it's the same in other kitchens. Don't take it too seriously, young man.
"As he said that, Shi Tiandong observed Xie Liang's expression casually. When he saw the other party nodded slightly, he patted the other party's shoulder to express comfort.
"Master Shi, am I not suitable to stay in the kitchen?" Xie Liang asked tentatively in a low voice.
Regarding Xie Liang's situation, Shi Tiandong could understand that he began to doubt his own abilities: "Don't think too much. If you were really not suitable, he would have let you leave long ago."
Xie Liang thought about it for a while, and realized that there were indeed people who were refused by Zhang Wentao after coming for a day or two, but he was kept here so clumsily, so he understood what Shi Tiandong meant.
"But then again, you grew up by the Erhai Lake. How come you don't know how to scale fish? Didn't your parents teach you?" Shi Tiandong asked doubtfully what he was wondering about. Logically speaking, a family like Xie Liang's
Born in a family, it is impossible to be like a young master at home.
"I...my father and mother divorced when I was a child. I grew up with my grandpa and grandma." Xie Liang muttered softly, and his head that had just been raised a little lowered.
"My family's conditions are not good, so I rarely eat fish. The chickens I usually eat are all raised by my family."
"Hey, that's it." Shi Tiandong listened patiently, sighed and then sighed.
No wonder, this young man said that he went out to work after graduating from junior high school. It seems that the conditions at home are indeed not good. No wonder, when Zhang Wentao asked him just now, he hesitated and couldn't tell.
"Okay, it's all over. You are now a young man and you have made money. Please respect your grandparents." Shi Tiandong comforted him.
"My grandpa and grandma..."
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The ancient town of Dali is very quiet and lively. As night falls, the lanterns begin to light up. Tourists are busy and bustling, and colorful lights and shadows begin to interweave, making the ancient city splendid in the moonlight.
But in Yunmiao Village it's a different story.
The hustle and bustle of the ancient town has faded away, and there is more of a smell of fireworks here at night.
Families gathered together, chatting about their busy days, talking about interesting things they encountered, slowly tasting delicious home-cooked food, and feeling the night breeze caressing their bodies.
After finishing his work, Zhang Wentao checked the kitchen, changed his clothes, greeted his colleagues and got into the car that took him back to Yunmiao Village.
On the road, there was no conversation with the driver, only quiet staring.
Looking at the moonlit scenery outside the car, I feel the unique tranquility and vicissitudes of this land. I taste it carefully and slowly feel the passage of time.
In the small courtyard, Xu Hongdou, who had had dinner, was sitting comfortably in the restaurant, sipping the Pu'er coffee she had brought back, and checking the things she had just sorted out. She used to like to spend time like this in her cabin,
Either lying on the bed or nestling on the sofa.
But now, she seems to prefer sitting in the restaurant, under the dim light, listening to the chirping of insects outside the house and smelling the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard.
Regarding this feeling, Xu Hongdou thinks that this kind of time is just right. When you are younger, you won't care too much. When you are older, you don't want to care too much.
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Zhang Wentao got out of the car, carrying the dessert he brought back, and walked slowly to the courtyard.
He was more familiar with the road back to Youfeng Xiaoyuan than he was with the Xiaoyuan.
He walked to the mottled courtyard door and opened it gently. The light in the crack of the door seemed to tell him that someone was waiting for you this night, and there were also people doing the same thing as you before this night.
"Are you back?" Hearing the movement at the courtyard door, Xu Hongdou turned his head and looked over. When the person came up to him, he smiled and said.
Zhang Wentao glanced at her, pursed his lips and nodded.
"What's going on?" Seeing that the other party was worried, Xu Hongdou frowned and asked directly.
Zhang Wentao was stunned for a moment, and then sighed. He looked worried because of what happened in the kitchen during the day. Xie Liang's misfortune gave him some insights.
Some also blame themselves for not asking Xie Xiaochun about the other person’s family when he joined the company.
But in fact, it's not his fault. After all, at the beginning, he was not sure whether the other party would be left in the kitchen by him. And he himself had no time to take care of an apprentice who had just come to his kitchen.
But after learning about Xie Liang's life experience from Shi Tiandong today, on the way back, the image of this young man crying in front of him surfaced in his mind, which more or less reminded him of himself when he first entered the kitchen.
He was deeply aware of the pain and helplessness of losing a loved one and was emotionally moved by this young man's story.
"Too tired from work?"
"It's okay."
"Does that mean something unpleasant happened?"
"There should be some." Zhang Wentao sat down, put the bag on the long table, pursed his lips, and asked, "Would you like to eat?"
Faced with this question, Xu Hongdou hesitated. She glanced at Zhang Wentao subconsciously, thinking of the night when the other party pinched her belly on her arm.
"If you tell me about it, I might get an appetite."
Zhang Wentao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the other party's clear eyes, and nodded slowly.
His throbbing heart told him that he liked the clarity of these eyes better than the red clouds...
I went to cook and starved to death.
I know that I can write about something happening between Zhang Wentao and Xu Hongdou right away, and that the two of them can kiss and be together quickly, but this will happen eventually. And I think the touching romance is that if it rains, you can’t see it.
Me. If the sky is clear, you will think of me. "Broken Life"
So I haven’t felt that they have reached this point yet, hey, is it a sword or not??