Notes on Going to the Tomb (12)

"I can't stop you if you want to go back, if you want me to help, you can say it. I don't advise you either, and it's not necessarily a bad thing to go back and see. I can't go back, you cherish it. After speaking, the master picked up the red wine on the table and poured a few sips.

I looked at the master, who was obviously a little frustrated.

"One year, I went out for a year and came back. Just think of it as a tourist holiday, right? All right? I said.

The master seemed to smile and nodded.

I thought about it and said, "The master said that he can't go back, do you need me to help you go back and see?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the master cried.

This is the first time I have seen the master cry, and the crying seems to be much uglier than mine.

I cried in a daze, and I was dizzy and dazed on my previous red wine print. On the other side of the tablecloth are crooked Chinese characters: Guangzhou, Meizhou.

The master cried and said, "Meizhou, Guangzhou, this is my hometown. Would you like to hear my story? ”

I nodded, pointed to the words written by the master and said, "Is Meizhou on the yuan?" ”

"Yes, of course." The master said with a red face.

"How much pen and paper?" I looked at the word Meizhou and thought that Hangzhou was only one yuan.

"Five hundred dollars, it's so colorful. Five hundred yuan behind that is Meizhou, don't believe you go to the small shop next to you to ask. The master said and poked the table hard.

"So big? What is the maximum amount of RMB? "I said in disbelief, because I knew that the maximum value of the euro was 500 euros.

"Will the master lie to you? The largest is Meizhou. The master said, taking another sip.

"So master, is there a place where I want to go and help you see?" I said again.

"Yes, definitely." The master said.

At the moment, I don't know if the master has drunk too much or if he really has something to say to me, so the master rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face. Wiping away the tears from his face, he said, "I told you, I'm a cook of Cantonese food." ”

I nodded.

"I guess you can't imagine that my treatment in China at that time was no worse than your current one." The master said.

I nodded my head again.

"See the bunch of trophies in the warehouse, right? Do you have one? You don't. You're just a three-Michelin star, and I'm a national champion in Cantonese cuisine. The master said.

"The national championship is also China's own, right? This Michelin is the world. I said.

"You know, there are only so many people in the world. China has 1.6 billion, no, no, not 1.7 billion, do you know? The master said.

"There are seven billion in the world, and there are more than five billion after removing sixteen." I said.

"Against you, talk back to me?" The master said dissatisfiedly.

"No, I don't dare." As I spoke, I walked over to the display case and pulled out a bottle of red wine.

As soon as he picked up the red wine and was about to open it, the master yelled, "Why are you opening red wine?" Your master's bottle is enough. ”

"I'd like to drink together and listen to your story by the way." I said helplessly.

The master pointed to the other side of the display case and said, "Drink that, this one in your hand is too expensive." You don't know how to drink, and it's not easy to get drunk. ”

I glanced at the wine in my hand that was said to be expensive at this time, and it was exactly the same as the one in the master's hand.

Reluctantly, I turned around and walked to the other side of the display case and took out the red wine inside.

I opened the stopper with the red wine that the master had taken out before, and I also learned from the master to take a sip.

The master smiled and said, "I'll say slowly, don't interrupt me." ”