Chapter 202 I'll Give You a Private House

Chef Xu ignored him with tears in his eyes. After eating a few more bites, he suddenly asked, "I want to see Master Wang."

"it is good."

Zhou Qingde called Wang Jianye from the kitchen.

When Chef Xu saw him, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Wang, how did you make this dish so delicious?"

"That's it..."

Wang Jianye talked about his improved method and was not worried about being learned by the other party. Even if Chef Xu was really talented and willing to spend several years studying the method, he might not be able to produce such a high level of food.

As the head chef of Cuihualou, Chef Xu has decades of experience and has cooked many dishes. But after hearing Wang Jianye's description of the recipe for superb spicy and sour potato shreds, he was confused. This improved method must be too difficult. Is this true, or did Chef Wang deliberately make it up to coax him and prevent him from learning?

If he really follows what Master Wang said, it would be difficult to replicate the dish given his level of skill… Chef Xu made up his mind to wait until he got home tonight and ask Master Wang's apprentice, his nephew Ye Youzhang, whether this top-notch spicy and sour potato shreds were made in this way.

After finishing their meal and paying the bill, Chef Xu and Manager Zhang left Fengze Garden together.

……

It’s time to get off work.

Wang Jianye handed the lunch box containing three meat dishes to Chen Xiaoyang and asked him to give it to Wang Jianwu and others when he returned home.

He himself rode his bicycle to Master Luo's house.

"Master, I'm here."

After entering Master Luo's house, Wang Jianye walked up to him and said, "I came a little late today. Our Fengze Garden has been doing so much business these past two days that I'm too busy to handle it."

"I heard that Master Wang from Fengze Garden has introduced a very delicious dish of spicy and sour potato shreds. Many customers want to go to your place to try it. That Master Wang is you, right?"

Master Luo took out some tobacco from his bag and stuffed it into his pipe.

Wang Jianye quickly picked up the flint, flint and paper match and started to make a fire. "Master, do you know about this?"

Master Luo took a puff and said with a smile, "Everyone knows that Fengze Garden is so popular these days. When I heard Master Wang from Fengze Garden, I knew it must be you. Only you have the ability to make the spicy and sour potato shreds so delicious and attract so many customers."

"Master, have you ever tried it?"

"I'm over seventy years old, an old man with dirt all the way to my eyebrows. I'm too lazy to move."

Hearing Master Luo say this, Wang Jianye immediately said, "Then Master, I will make you a dish to try."

"Oh, you're wasting money. I haven't eaten anything this late at night. I have indigestion."

Master Luo shook his head.

Wang Jianye continued, "Master, how about this? I'll prepare this dish tomorrow morning and have my apprentice bring it to you for lunch. How about that?"

"No, I'll have to trouble your apprentice to make the trip. It's quite far."

"Then let's put it this way. Master, don't cook for me at home tomorrow at noon. Eat what I bring to you."

In his previous life, Wang Jianye was a warm-hearted man who stood behind a dog for a while. When he was shopping with his goddess, he saw something and asked her if she wanted it. If the goddess said no directly, then she didn’t want it.

If the goddess said no, but added a bunch of reasons, such as not buying it, it's a waste of money, it's not easy for you to earn money, etc., then it means that she wants it, and Wang Jianye will take the initiative to pay for it and buy it for her, warming her up all day. Wang Jianye used the idea of ​​warming up the goddess all day in his previous life to warm up the old man after traveling through time.

The effect was also very good, and the old man was very happy. If Master Wang, who served the delicious spicy and sour potato shreds in Fengze Garden, was not his apprentice, he would not have been so interested.

Master Luo finished his cigarette, and Wang Jianye wanted to give him another one, but he refused, saying, "It's time to start the class."

Afterwards, Master Luo taught Wang Jianye all his experiences and insights in making noodles over the years, as well as the special techniques he had summarized.

Wang Jianye listened carefully.

More than three hours later, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

Even at this late hour, Master Luo was still full of energy and kept talking to Wang Jianye about how to make various pasta dishes.

Wang Jianye remembered it all clearly.

"It's getting late. Go to bed. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Although Master Luo had not finished talking, he looked at the clock hanging on the wall and knew that he had to let his disciple Wang Jianye take a rest.

Wang Jianye got a basin of hot water and washed Master Luo's feet.

Master Luo was reluctant at first. After all, he had never had an apprentice in his life, and his several children were all gone. Naturally, no one had ever washed his feet, and he was very uncomfortable.

"Master, please let me wash your feet. My apprentice washed my feet. How can I, as a master, be worse than him? And I have to set a good example for my apprentices. If the first person to do this, there will be no descendants. Then they will learn from me and respect me as their master."

"Is this what it means that the first person to create clay figures for burials will have no descendants?"

Master Luo was stunned, "I remember this sentence seemed to be derogatory."

“It’s not derogatory.”

Wang Jianye explained: "Master, think about it, figurines are used to replace living things for burial, right? The originator of figurines refers to the first person who invented figurines. He invented figurines to replace living things for burial, so as not to let people sacrifice in vain. This is a good thing.
In addition, the second half of the sentence, "There will be no descendants", means that we humans should do good things for future generations to imitate and pass on this practice. "

Master Luo was stunned. Is this what Confucius meant? Why is it different from what he understood before?

"That's how it is. I, your disciple, am here to wash your feet. Please don't refuse. I am the first one to do this. In the future, my disciples will definitely learn from me and show respect to me."

Wang Jianye said as he washed his feet.

Master Luo didn't say much, but looked at Wang Jianye with great emotion. He didn't expect that he would be able to accept a disciple who satisfied him in his old age. This was really great.

After Wang Jianye washed his feet, he picked up the foot cloth and wiped them dry, then put him into bed while it was still hot. Then Wang Jianye poured away the foot washing water.

Master Luo, who was sitting on the bed, watched Wang Jianye busying around in the room. He liked him more and more, so he reached out from the small cabinet beside the bed, took out a key, and called Wang Jianye over, "This is for you."

"Master, what is this?" Wang Jianye asked puzzledly, looking at the key in his hand.

Master Luo explained: "I have been a white-case chef for 60 years. When I had some spare money, I bought some yards. After liberation, I gave a few to the Military Control Commission and asked them to rent them out.

The key in your hand is for a small courtyard near the front gate. It was rented to someone else for business. Now that the person has moved out, I have returned the key.
This house will be yours to live in from now on, it is more spacious and quiet over there."

(End of this chapter)