"What kind of person do you want to be in ten years?!" Hou Dasheng has returned to France, and the chef in Benoit's family feels that he can't teach Hou Dasheng anything. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, he introduced Hou Dasheng to a friend's restaurant. In the letter of introduction, he praised Hou Dasheng's modesty and basic skills, hoping that his old friend could accept this studious young man.

His friend accepted, but when he sat down, the chef, who looked to be in his mid-forties and looked more like a fitness trainer with tousled hair, asked Mr. Hou his first question.

Hou Dasheng looked at the chef with some surprise, he knew that his name was Gordon. The chef in Benoit's house came out of his restaurant. The two still maintain a good personal friendship.

"Open a restaurant and make money?!" The chef asked Hou Dasheng softly, and his eyes never left Hou Dasheng's face. In his eyes, there is an aggressive aggressiveness.

If it were anyone else, they might have been intimidated by him. You may even be overwhelmed by his momentum. But it's a pity that he is facing Hou Dasheng. A mercenary. A mercenary with countless blood on his hands.

Not to mention that he is just using his eyes to deter, even if he is holding M16 in his hand, Hou Dasheng is estimated not to be shocked by this. But Gordon's question still made Hou Dasheng in a trance.

In a trance, it's not because he really wants to open a restaurant and make a lot of money. In a trance, he really didn't know what kind of person he would become in ten years. Or rather, he himself didn't even think about what he would be like in ten years.

"Ten years?" Hou Dasheng smiled and came back to his senses from his trance: "I really live to ten years later, let's talk about this question again." ”

Gordon frowned when he heard this: "What? Do you have any physical problems?! ”

"No, no, no...... I have no physical problems at all, I have a health certificate. And I had a comprehensive check-up at the University of Toulouse Medical Center two days ago, and the doctor said that my body was as strong as a full-grown bull. ”

Hou Dasheng smiled and said, "It's just that I think life is very impermanent. In ten years, anything can happen. Maybe by accident, I will say goodbye to this world. Maybe I'm going to do something against my will. ”

"So, you ask me what kind of person I want to be in 10 years. You asked me about this sentence. Hou Dasheng smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, I really haven't thought about what kind of person I want to become in ten years." ”

Gordon frowned, looked at Hou Dasheng with a calm face and said nothing. Hou Dasheng didn't say anything, and smiled gently: "Actually, I think doing the current thing is the most important thing for me." ”

"Ten years from now, let's wait until ten years from now. Now, all I need is to do what I want to do. And persevere. Of course, it's not easy. I'll do my best. ”

Gordon pursed his lips and looked at Hou Dasheng without saying a word. His eyes were like sharp knives in the kitchen, as if he was cutting through the people he was looking at. However, Hou Dasheng was still so gentle, and there was no tension in the slightest.

After a long time, Gordon finally spoke: "Friend, I respect Ness. He is an excellent chef and one of his best friends. But I can't keep you. ”

After saying this, Gordon was still looking at Hou Dasheng. He seemed to want to see Hou Dasheng's disappointed expression, but Hou Dasheng disappointed him. Yes, Hou Dasheng doesn't care where he learns cooking. He didn't even think it mattered at all.

His main job is not to be a chef after all, and he spends more time holding a gun in his hand than holding a pot. If it weren't for Ness, he felt that Hou Dasheng was very talented and extremely suitable to be a good chef. I highly recommend him to come over.

Hou Dasheng should have practiced his guns in the shooting range of the manor on the outskirts of Paris at this time. Maybe I'll accompany Lisa on a hunting trip, that's all for sure. But Ness's eager eyes made Hou Dasheng have to go like this.

All those who respect and appreciate him, Hou Dasheng is not willing to disappoint them. He is willing to try and try to do his best. But if there is no way to do the best, then he accepts it calmly.

Quite simply, I will live up to your expectations. I'm going to do my best, but if it doesn't work out, I'll take it for granted. This is perhaps the deepest thing he has learned since becoming a mercenary.

Outside of life and death, it's all idle things. If people live, then life always has to go on. A failure, or a failure in one thing, doesn't mean anything. You live and try to live. Go the extra mile in everything you do.

Then such a life is not a failure. Only you give up on your own, you think you have failed. Or, you're dead. Then that's the end.

"I didn't become a chef, or rather, a good chef because I wanted to be famous, I didn't want to be a Michelin-starred person." Gordon looked at Hou Dasheng at this time and continued: "I just told myself that I want to do my best. Become the best chef. If you don't even have expectations of what you want to become. ”

"Well, I don't think you have any intention of learning how to cook."

Hou Dasheng smiled, stood up lightly, stretched out his hand to Gordon and whispered, "No matter what, thank you." ”

Gordon was a little surprised, he thought Hou Dasheng would say something. But Hou Dasheng's reply was only this sentence. It froze a little for him. He frowned, stood up and looked at Hou Dasheng.

"I think there's a reason why Ness thinks so highly of you." Gordon seemed to have made a lot of determination, looked at Hou Dasheng and said in a deep voice: "So, can you cook a dish for me?" Feel free to play on your own, there are all kinds of ingredients in the back kitchen. ”

Hou Dasheng smiled, looked at Gordon and said, "There is no problem with this. ”

Gordon spread his hand and waved his head, making a gesture of invitation to Hou Dasheng. With him, he walked towards his back kitchen. It is not far from the front hall to the back kitchen, but compared to the quiet of the front hall, the back kitchen is as busy as a battlefield.

"Wellington steak, quick! Oven! Look at the oven! Toffee pudding! "In the kitchen, the chefs are constantly busy. Hou Dasheng was a little surprised to see all this, but it was only a moment. Then, he watched it all with a little interest.

Yes, these people look passionate. Kitchen knives flutter on the board, and side dishes are constantly cut and sent to the chef. Then it goes through a process and is adjusted. From time to time, the sous chef or head chef will taste the taste of the dishes.

They need to make sure that the guests are eating something that doesn't taste out of their control. At this time, in the hall of the restaurant, customers began to pour in one after another. Most of them pre-order their meals.

When they sit down, the waiter will come up and ask if it's time to serve the food. After receiving an affirmative reply, all dishes will be quickly delivered to the table. Gordon is here, looking like a general on the battlefield.

From the moment he walked into the back kitchen, Hou Dasheng suddenly saw the shadow of a giant wolf from him.

"Sorry, I'm a bit busy right now. I don't seem to be able to taste your dishes directly. Gordon turned to look at Hou Dasheng and said in a deep voice, "At the same time, I need a helper to cut the side dishes." Would you like to help?! ”

Hou Dasheng smiled and picked up an apron to wrap himself: "This is no problem at all." ”

(To be continued.) )