Comrade Yu Jianguo felt very devastated.

The ambition that had finally been ignited was suddenly poured down by a basin of cold water, which was still chilled, which was called a heart-chilling one.

On the way back, he frowned sadly, thinking back to Tang Yuan's expression of smiling and looking at him eating garlic chicken legs, his heart was like an ant walking by, it was not a taste at all.

The capital is so big that it takes several hours to go from east to west on weekdays; The capital is too small, and this crowd of people has found such a neighbor.

"How did you meet that Tang Yuan?" Yu Jianping asked coldly.

"At the last Teochew banquet, he was one of the guests. Somehow, he found me in the house and asked me to be his second chef. Yu Jianguo turned on his turn signal, looked at the non-motorized lane next to him from the rearview mirror, and turned a corner carefully.

"He won't bury you if he follows him." Yu Jianping quipped, and sure enough, he received a brass bell-like glare.

It also lightened the originally dull atmosphere.

Yu Jianguo glanced at him: "I'm a Chinese cook!" "What do you do as a second chef of Western food, say it and laugh at the dead.

"His cooking skills are not bad, and as long as the food he makes is delicious, he doesn't care about Western and Chinese food. You don't care about anything, but you're too pedantic in this regard. Yu Jianping taught that food has always had no borders, and in his opinion, how to give full play to the charm of food itself is the most important thing.

Yu Jianguo listened to his preaching silently, and he was still a little disappreciative in his heart. He doesn't refute, but he is also determined that he must be a Chinese chef.

Jin Fulou is in an unprecedented predicament.

Han Yubai reformed drastically, resigned from a group of old employees in Jinfulou, and let Wang De manage the back kitchen. I replaced the old dishes that I had been cooking for 20 years and replaced them with new things that young people like nowadays.

Unexpectedly, he was not treated by the guests at all.

Jin Changguo pinched the menu and looked at it for ten minutes, but couldn't find a dish he wanted to eat, so he called the waiter and asked, "Has the menu been changed?" ”

The waiter is a young man, who has just been here for three days, nodded and bowed: "It's been a while." ”

Jin Changguo pinched his eyebrows, slapped the menu on the table with a "bang", and his tone was a little serious: "Is your boss here?" ”

The waiter guy saw that the situation was wrong, and quickly told the manager, and the manager saw that it was Jin Lao, and hurriedly dialed Han Yubai's phone.

Han Yubai came quickly, and the changes in Jin Fulou did not meet his expectations, and he was sulking alone in the quiet room.

When it came out, the air pressure of the whole person was a little low.

"Jin Lao." He bowed slightly, said hello, asked the waiter to leave first, and sat down opposite him, "What do you want to eat today?" ”

"Hmph—can you still make the dish I want to eat?" Jin Changguo asked rhetorically.

Han Yubai didn't shy away from it, and spread the menu in front of him again: "A few new dishes have been released recently, can you try them?" ”

Jin Changguo felt a faint sense of complexity in his heart, this child has been in Jinfulou since he was a child, and he can be regarded as having grown up, but at this moment, he can't see through it at all.

"Is your father okay?" He asked.

Han Yubai's eyes flashed slightly, his eyes drooped, and he couldn't hear emotion in his tone, he said, "Are you here to hold grievances for my father?" ”

He and his father each stood in two different camps in the operation of Jinfu Building, and his father was old and had surgery, so he should have a good rest. He also got the support of his family, and he was semi-forced to get his father to completely hand over the management rights.

Today's Jin Fulou is written with his Han Yubai's name.

"Your father never said anything about you in front of us old fellows. I'm just sorry for the signboard of this Jinfu Building......" Jin Changguo sighed a little, and the embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in one fell swoop.

Han Yubai chuckled: "There must always be a period of labor pain." Jin Lao is an old customer of Jinfu Building, what is the meaning of always eating some old goods, I will do it today, you just give me advice. Jin Changguo didn't refuse, got up and recruited the waiter, and ordered a few dishes at the top of the menu.

Seasonal vegetable shrimp cheese pumpkin bowl, the vegetables are stewed badly, mixed with pumpkin puree, and the shrimp meat is tender but has a fishy smell.

Dongpo elbow, tangible but tasteless, the sauce floats on the surface, and the meat is bland.

Stuffed meat with cabbage, it is said to be borrowed from the principle of light Japanese food, but it is not light at all, the stuffed meat has a strong shochu flavor, and I thought I drank a glass of white wine after taking a sip.

The only dessert is osmanthus yam chestnut cake, but I can't eat anything outstanding.

Jin Changguo put down his chopsticks and shook his head at Han Yubai.

It's not that it's not delicious, it's a fundamental heaven and a place.

Guests who are accustomed to eating the original dishes of Jinfulou, how can they look at these things?

New guests who come to Jinfulou can find any restaurant in this capital and have this taste, so why bother to come here?

"When it comes to whiteness, the whole thing about a restaurant is taste. You always feel like the food here has been made for 20 years and nothing has changed. But have you ever wondered why we have eaten it for 20 years and then come back to eat it? "It's not just the spotless dishes that miss the past, but also the years that have gone through.

Han Yubai wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jin Changguo: "When you think about it, you will understand what your father has been insisting on." ”

After speaking, he walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, not forgetting to pay the money at the front desk.

……

Yu Jianguo, who was on the other end, didn't expect Jin Fulou to be so miserable at all, he was reminded by Tang Yuan, but he also understood it from the side, but Boss Han's phone was never connected, so he gave up.

This is also a thing of the past. He has more important things, the restaurant is going to be renovated!

For this matter, a family meeting was held, and even Grandma Yu and Yu Jian, who were far away in the township, participated in the meeting by video.

Yu Jian looked at the other four heads brushing together, and even Yu Yuan's little head was in the middle, and felt a little funny.

"Ah Jian, did your grandfather's notes mention what our family's previous restaurant was like?" Yu Jianping asked.

Ever since she figured it out, she's been soaking in the attic lately. The notes left by her grandfather are quite detailed, and she also has some research of her own.

Yu Jian nodded and took out a scroll from behind him.

That's right, it's the scroll at the bottom of the box, which is the original appearance of the Yu family's restaurant.

The scroll is slowly opened, and an antique building is brought into view. The brick ridge is adorned with a gull's tail, the wooden grille doors and windows below are painted maroon, and the white stone platform is circled.

Everyone was silent, and even Yu Yuan stopped licking the lollipop, sticking out his tongue against the huge sugar ring.

A few black lines crossed his forehead —

"......" Yu Jianguo's face turned from red to black, his mood went from ups and downs to ups and downs, and his original expectations all turned speechless at this moment......

"This thing, it can't be done." Yu Jianping said on the side.

Could it be that they still have to renovate another Tang Dynasty restaurant??