As soon as Su Zifang entered the screen, he saw that the story took place in the back kitchen of the building.

Mainly because it has not been long since he last watched the vinegar fish in West Lake, and he still remembers the layout of this place.

On the other hand, the scene in the kitchen outside the building has not changed much.

The green bricks on the ground are smoother than the last time I saw them, and at first glance, they are the result of years of walking and stepping.

He could even see the traces of Yao Dewei's scratch in the corner of the wall last time.

But things are not people.

Chef Yao, who bandaged the wounds of the West Lake grass carp, is no longer here. Standing in the position of the third kitchen in the kitchen is Su Zifang's uncle, Mei Yuanbai.

The current Mei Yuanbai is already somewhat similar to his appearance in the documentary of Louwailou.

Tall, thin, with his back to the camera and turning the pot!

"Didn't you mean Master?"

"What's the matter with this close-up?"

Su Zifang walked to Mei Yuanbai's side suspiciously, and saw clearly the ingredients he was processing, a freshly cleaned mandarin fish. It should be a famous dish of Mei Yuanbai, and it is also the best dish that Xue Yi sold outside the building before.

Squirrel Cinnamon fish.

Su Zifang had never made this dish before, and when he saw Mei Yuanbai making it, he inevitably took a few more looks.

Although Mei Yuanbai's handling techniques and movements are very clean, looking at him as a third chef, you can know that this dish has not yet reached its peak.

The fish body is flowered with a knife, floured, and marinated......

A set of processes came down, and when Mei Yuanbai was about to fry it, a shout sounded behind him.

"Senior brother, are you looking for me?"

Su Zifang and Mei Yuanbai stopped their movements together and looked back.

The young Xue Yi walked into the kitchen, with a natural aura that made people want to be close.

The chef's suit on his body was slightly stained with water, and his arms were all soaked, and now the sleeves were rolled up to reveal his white and powerful arms.

"Going to see shrimp again?"

"Hmm!"

"The shrimp caught by the Litto people from the tea mountain the day before yesterday tasted wrong when raised in the water, and I was thinking about how to keep them in their original taste. ”

Su Zi was stunned for a moment.

It turns out that Xue Yi has been studying Longjing shrimp since this time?

So what does it count...... By the time he became a chef, it seemed that more than ten years had passed.

Su Zifang finally understood why the chefs outside the building had a particularly solid cooking foundation and could stand the test. Without such a dozen years, how could it be possible to do so well!

And this is still the time to enter the outer building, not counting the time to learn to cook before. If it is really strictly viewed, I am afraid that a chef who has worked in the building outside the building for 30 years can only touch the position of the chef.

Walking into the young Xue Yi with emotion, Su Zifang suddenly found that Xue Yi's eyebrows and eyes were really a little similar to Xue Ruoli, a little less Pei Mingyuan's flamboyance, and a little more Xue Ruoli's tranquility.

The whole person stood there like a green bamboo, extremely delicate and straight, it is very suitable to say that it is a scholar, and it is probably even more staggering to say that it is a chef.

"Such a handsome little brother, is it upside down?"

Listening to Xue Yi's report, Mei Yuanbai didn't say much. This junior brother is good at everything, but he is a little stunned, and he wants to raise shrimp with tea, but he doesn't know what kind of performance he will have.

However, the building outside the building encourages innovative dishes, and Xue Yi does not affect his own work by doing this, so he will let him go.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly reacted, and clapped his hands and looked at Xue Yi: "Go and change your clothes, someone is looking for you outside." ”

"Looking for me?"

Xue Yi was slightly stunned, and nodded and walked out without waiting for Mei Yuanbai to speak.

"I see. ”

"Don't you change your clothes?" Mei Yuanbai shouted behind him.

"No need, I know who it is!"

Follow Xue Yi and walk out slowly.

Outside the side door, at the small intersection leading to the fish pond, Su Zifang saw the person who came to find Xue Yi, a middle-aged woman who was dressed plainly, but the nobility between her eyebrows and eyes was faintly visible.

Nearly two rounds older than Xue Yi, the skin on his hands has grown calluses due to perennial labor, and he is a little old.

"Little ...... Small......minded"

The woman seemed to want to shout a little, but she didn't know how to shout, and hesitated for a few seconds before slowly calling out a name that was neither intimate nor estranged.

"Mommy. Xue Yi nodded and said hello.

"Mommy?"

Su Zifang's eyes widened instantly when he heard this title, doesn't that mean that the person in front of him is the wife that Pei Mingyuan is marrying?

But he remembered that Xue Yi clearly said that since he had seen Pei Shengrong and his mother once in Chashan when he was a child, he had never seen them again in his life.

"Could it be that Master is lying?"

"But why is Master lying?"

This......

Su Zifang instantly had many question marks in his mind, which was somewhat similar to Xue Yi in front of him.

However, Xue Yi only frowned slightly and replied: "Mom, there are a lot of people here, and it's not easy to talk when you stand, I'll take you to the store to sit." ”

The woman had just taken half a step, and suddenly looked at Xue Yi with hesitation: "It's not in the way...... Right?"

Xue Yi pursed his lips and shook his head slightly: "It's okay." ”

"That's good!" the woman relieved herself and followed Xue Yi into the door.

"It's still the same as before!" the woman sighed with emotion, for a long time, lowered her head, and laughed at herself a little: "Long time no see, I didn't expect it to be like this again." ”

It seems to be talking about her and Louwailou, and it seems to be talking about her and Xue Yi.

Xue Yi took the teapot, poured the tea and sent it to the woman, and then whispered: "Why did my little mother think of coming to me." ”

"I'm leaving, Seungrong is with me. ”

"Oh?" Xue Yi shook suddenly, and a large piece of water was spilled on the tea bowl in front of him.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke: "Home is here, why are you suddenly leaving?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, glanced out the window, and shook her head slightly: "It's long gone...... The day he left, it was gone!"

Xue Yi did not answer.

He knew who his little mother was talking about, but he didn't have a trace of emotion.

For him, Pei Mingyuan is just a person in his memory, a name on a photo of Xue Ruoli, and the last head of the Pei family, the tea king.

Except not his father.

Seeing that Xue Yi didn't like this topic, the woman spoke again: "Shengrong is still young, and you also know that the conditions at home are like this, and it is inconvenient to study and go to school in the local area." ”

"I asked someone to send us to the imperial capital to join my relatives at home to see if we could reopen the tea shop. ”

"After that time, I suffered a loss and went to learn the whole process of picking tea, roasting tea, and making tea. ”

"I believe that it will not fall into the reputation of the Pei family, the king of tea. ”

"I went to Chashan to look for your mother, but I didn't find it, this time I came to say goodbye to you and my sister. ”

"In the future, your younger brother will take over this tea shop, I hope you, the elder brother, will not complain. ”

Xue Yi chuckled when he heard this.

"Pei Mingyuan has never taken care of our mother and son, and the Pei family's property naturally doesn't have my share, so why should I complain. ”

"It's Mom, you and your brother should pay attention to safety when they go to the imperial capital. ”

"The climate is different here, so you have to pay attention to your body. ”

These two sentences were true, but Su Zifang couldn't understand what was going on.

Then, Xue Yi continued to speak: "My mother asks someone to send New Year's gifts every year, and my mother and I both know that after you go to the imperial capital, you must not do this kind of thing again." ”

"It's not a long way to go, and it's not easy to see off while working here. ”

"This is ten yuan, little mom, you and your brother will keep it on the road, and I'll go get you some dry food......"

Xue Yi said and trotted to the kitchen to load a few steamed buns.

When I came out again, I found that the seat I had just now was empty.

The tea is still warm, and the people have gone.

Only a letter pressed under the teapot recorded everything that had just happened.