Lei Xiao rarely said thank you to him solemnly like this. At least not in the nearly ten years that Zhang Desheng remembers. Today, he said such a sentence.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable emotion surging in my heart.

"Do it well! If you make any decisions in the future, I will definitely support you. Zhang Desheng stood up as he said and slowly walked to the door, "Go to bed early!" So saying, he opened the door and went in.

Lei Xiao was also sitting, and he didn't know why he said that just now. It was difficult to say something before, because he felt that it was not the truth at all, and he didn't want to say something nice against his will, just to be able to get some benefits from his father.

Tonight's night, the moon is exceptionally bright.

It's just that on this moonlit night, there are many people who don't want to sleep.

The next morning, Rong Yu went to exercise, and happened to meet Wang Tiejun to buy vegetables and go back from the vegetable market.

"Boss Rong—"

Wang Tiejun greeted Rong Yu happily.

"Jingba yellow beef, and bream, I'll treat you to supper at night."

"Okay!" Rong Yu readily agreed, "But...... Invite Huang Jia, Nie Xiaoqing, and Lei Xiao together, and everyone will try your craftsmanship. ”

"Hehe, that relationship is good, don't dare to be ashamed." Wang Tiejun was very happy.

"I'll go to the art kitchen later, go through the formalities with Nie Xiaoqing, sign a contract or something. In the future, he will be a member of the art chef. Family. Rong Yu especially emphasized the last sentence.

Wang Tiejun's face was a little red, this middle-aged man was still a little embarrassed, it was definitely different from the decisive chivalrous demeanor last night.

"Alright, I'm going for a run, I'll see you later!"

Rong Yu waved his hand to him as he spoke, turned around and started running again, running all the way towards the embankment.

Nie Xiaoqing didn't come out to run today, and wanted to drink Rong Yu last night, but he ended up pouring himself down. I still don't want to get up.

On the way, I met Ning Meng, who was carrying a schoolbag to school.

The little girl walked and rushed, as if she had a motor installed, and arched forward uncontrollably. While rushing, he also threw the schoolbag over, threw it over, and shouted "hum haha" in his mouth.

"Ning Meng, what are you doing?"

Rong Yu called her after a dozen or so steps.

Ning Meng turned around, saw Rong Yu and offered him a confession, and threw up the big schoolbag.

"Sledgehammer for sausage sandwich cakes, heh-"

Rong Yu easily dodged Ning Meng's trick, and then waved his hand and said, "I'll come back." ”

Ning Meng saw that the enemy on the opposite side had disappeared, so he twisted his schoolbag again and walked in a swaying manner. Rong Yu felt that this little girl would definitely be beaten, so she turned around, and if she went in this direction, the distance between the kindergarten would only get farther and farther.

But he just didn't tell her, just waited for her to be pleasantly surprised to find out that he had come home from kindergarten early in the morning. Then he was beaten by Zhou Hui and cried.

After running, take a shower, and make breakfast. After breakfast, I went to the art kitchen, made a cup of tea in the morning, and Fan Ran watched in the kitchen, and now he can do a lot of food preparation work very well. Rong Yu is a little more idle than before.

It's actually pretty good.

deliberately called Nie Xiaoqing to come over and eat noodles. The girl still looked stunned without sobering up, and after eating the noodles, she came back to life and went back to her room to wash.

On the way to Rong Yu's art kitchen, Wang Tiejun was already waiting on the side of the road. The chin was shaved clean, iron blue. When he saw Rong Yu, he smiled: "Boss Rong, I'll go with you." ”

"Still called the boss? As for Rong Yu, there is not so much attention. At Art Kitchen, we are all family. Rong Yu patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go." ”

Wang Tiejun smiled: "That's okay, then I'll call you Master Rong......"

"Tsk, isn't that scolding me?" Rong Yu smiled, now the master is worthless, there are many fakes, and it has almost become a derogatory term, "Whatever you want, whatever you want, call Rong Yu directly." Let's not waste saliva on such trivial things. ”

"Good!" Wang Tiejun agreed.

The two of them were one after the other, and Wang Tiejun was half a position behind Rong Yu.

Some of the habits he developed before couldn't be changed for a while, and Rong Yu didn't force him to change anything. When he arrived at the art kitchen, Wang Tiejun suddenly stopped at the door, then looked at the big words "art kitchen" on the lintel of the outer courtyard, then took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and followed Rong Yu in.

The second time I saw the small yard of the art chef.

There have been some changes, because of the spring, I always feel that there is a kind of vigorous vitality here. Even the air felt the smell of flowers and the water vapor in the small pool, which was very comfortable.

When we got to the lobby, everyone was almost there.

Nie Xiaoqing came in with Rong Yu on his front and back feet, and as soon as he came in, he saw Wang Tiejun and nodded at him with a smile. Because she saw the scene last night, her impression of Wang Tiejun has also changed greatly.

"I'm going to get everyone here!"

Nie Xiaoqing said, then went to the kitchen and lounge, called everyone over, and arrived in the lobby.

"Welcome to a new and old friend of ours today!" Nie Xiaoqing's opening remarks, and then handed over the right to speak to Rong Yu, "Please Brother Yu to introduce us." ”

As soon as Rong Yu was about to speak, Wang Tiejun said: "Mr. Rong, I want to introduce myself, is it okay?" ”

Rong Yu nodded, signaling him to be casual.

Wang Tiejun coughed dryly, then straightened his waist, looked at everyone who was looking at the art chef and smiled: "Manager Nie introduced new and old friends just now. I agree with that. Everyone knows me Wang Tiejun, probably from the private restaurant opposite our art kitchen. At that time, everyone thought that I was trying to steal business with the art chef. Not really. Because I know that I can't grab it, and my target customers are very different from art chefs. But I still insisted on opening opposite Yichu, the reason is actually very simple, I just want to prove myself in front of Mr. Rong. ”

This paragraph was said quite bluntly, and even Lei Xiao, who had been sitting and hiding behind and cutting his nails, couldn't help but stop.

"I have always admired Mr. Rong's attainments in cooking, and I wanted to beg Mr. Rong for guidance again and again, but because of his lack of heart, he was always self-righteous and always had some obsessions, so Mr. Rong never agreed. But Mr. Rong's words were very useful to me. ”

"Mr. Rong once told me that cooking is the process of seeking the Tao. In addition, the private restaurant was also closed, so I calmed down and pondered my own process. Suddenly, I realized that I had a big problem. That is, there is no reassuring obsession. How is it possible to always want to use something other than cooking to reach new heights in cooking? ”

Hearing this, Rong Yu also smiled and nodded in agreement with his statement.

"Then I rented a house here with peace of mind, and came to this street every night to set up a night market stall after dinner, and fried fried rice and fried noodles for people. I really let go of the desires and obsessions in my heart, and when my heart really calmed down, I suddenly had a lot of feelings. It can also calm your mind. So in this short period of time, what I have gained has caught up with what I have gained many years before. Thank you Mr. Rong for giving me this opportunity to join in, I want to follow Mr. Rong to practice, the way is not good, and I will not stop. ”

The last two sentences are sonorous and powerful.

Rong Yu applauded gently, and when the others saw the boss applauding, they all hurriedly applauded. Zhou Hui also clapped her hands red with excitement, she was really happy that the art chef could enter again, which shows that the business is getting better and better.

This can be regarded as a declaration of entry, and it is also the longest time that Wang Tiejun has spoken in one breath.

After finishing speaking, he stood and looked at Rong Yu.

"Fan Ran, take Lao Wang to the back kitchen, you can arrange his affairs, and the two of you will do the staff meal tonight. Assign it yourself. Okay, now it's all about what to do. ”

Rong Yu said to Wang Tiejun again: "The ultimate thing in cooking is to seek the Tao. Seeking the Tao is actually seeking a state of mind. Technically, you're already good. So how to go from skill to art, to seeking cooking, take your time, and be in a hurry. ”

"Yes, Master!"

Wang Tiejun clasped his fists at Rong Yu and bowed.

"If you are willing to call me Master, I will definitely take you to the avenue of cooking." Rong Yu smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Do it well!" ”

"Division...... Master......"

At this time, Fan Ran next to him suddenly felt blessed, and he also learned from Wang Tiejun's appearance, and bowed down to Rong Yu with his fists, and then looked at Rong Yu expectantly.

Rong Yu said with a smile: "Cooking skills pay attention to inheritance, not form, so you are willing to call me Master, then let's pursue the highest cooking skills together." There is still a long time, but there is no end to the path of seeking the way. Let's get busy! ”

"Yes, Master!" Wang Tiejun nodded solemnly, and then walked towards the back kitchen with Fan Ran.

When both of them went in, the rest of the people dispersed, each doing his own thing.

Rong Yu made a pot of tea and sat down under the peach blossom tree. He was not afraid of the harassment of bees and butterflies, and poured himself a drink. Wang Tiejun was in the kitchen, watching Rong Yu drinking tea under the peach blossom tree through the window.

He turned his head and asked Fan Ran, "Does Master often do this?" ”

Fan Ran also glanced at it, nodded and said, "It's often like this." I used to sit under the ginkgo tree, then under the plum tree, and now under the peach blossom tree, and it's always been like this anyway. ”

"Do you know what it means?" Wang Tiejun felt that he should think about it carefully, what is the use of this.

Fan Ran smiled: "How do I know? Master has Master's way of practice, and I have my way. ”

seemed to be a casual word, but when it came into Wang Tiejun's ears, it was tantamount to a thunderclap.

He looked at Fan Ran in surprise and said, "This ...... Who told you this? ”

"That's what Master said." Fan Ran lifted a live fish and threw it on the eucalyptus board with one hand, then glanced at Wang Tiejun and said with a smile, "Master often tells me some truths, I don't understand it very well, but I am willing to think about it like that." Anyway, it's the right thing to do, and Master can still harm me? ”

"How?" Wang Tiejun asked eagerly.

"Master said that the chef should first hone his skills with practice. When practice makes perfect, and it became an instinct, he began to pursue art. Art is the innovation of things to achieve the beauty and pleasure that food brings to people. Master also said that it is impossible to replicate his art, and that my artistic achievements in the future cannot be replicated. Because people are individuals, art is something that shows individuality. Therefore, the cooking skills must have personality, and they can't copy his cooking skills. ”

Fan Ran was processing fish while doing so.

Wang Tiejun was shocked by Fan Ran's words, and he didn't know how to speak. Looking at the way he handled the fish, it was as if his hands were alive, and he could see a pleasant emotion in the way he handled them.

Obviously, this emotion reached his mind through Wang Tiejun's eyes. This is also the source of his pleasure.

When Wang Tiejun came back to his senses in horror, he didn't know how to describe it.

Fortunately, he came, and fortunately, Rong Yu agreed to be his master. This Fan Ran has only been in the art kitchen for a long time, and when he handles the ingredients, he actually has this feeling.

Is this the level of exploration into art?

For a while, it was worry, and then joy.