Chen Xiaoyang looked at Wang Jianye, his heart full of emotion.

He recalled how ignorant he was when he first became a chef. It was Wang Jianye who taught him step by step, allowing him to grow from a young boy who knew nothing to the chef he is today who can stand on his own feet.

"Master, I still remember the first time I cut my hand while cutting vegetables. You bandaged my hand while teaching me how to hold a knife. At that time, I made up my mind to learn this skill well and live up to your expectations."

Ma Hua took over the conversation, "Master, one time I overcooked a dish and felt ashamed to see you, but you didn't blame me. Instead, you patiently analyzed the cause for me and encouraged me to try again."

Wang Yijun said: "Master, when I was sick that time, you personally made medicine for me and took care of me. You made me feel the warmth of family."

Cheng Jie's voice was a little choked up, "Master, I wanted to give up, but your words cheered me up again. You said that as long as I persist, I will succeed."

Sha Zhu scratched his head and said, "Brother Wang, all the ups and downs we've been through together are all in my heart."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Boss, you always think about us and always think of us first when there is something good."

Gao Qianjin said with emotion: "Master Wang, I am deeply inspired by your way of dealing with people. I am so lucky to know you."

Chef Xu nodded and said, "Master Wang, your dedication and passion for cooking is something we should all learn from."

Wang Jianye listened to everyone's words and felt warm and relieved.

He recalled the days they had worked together, those moments filled with sweat and laughter.

At this time, the atmosphere in the restaurant became even more lively, with everyone's laughter and conversation intertwined.

Chen Xiaoyang raised his glass and said, "Master, this glass of wine is for you. I wish you a long life!"

Everyone raised their glasses and said, "Happy birthday!"

Ma Hua said: "Master, in the future, we will follow you and work hard together!"

Wang Yijun continued: "Yes, let's create more glory together!"

Cheng Jie's face was full of anticipation, "Master, I believe the future will be even better!"

Sha Zhu said loudly: "Brother Wang, I won't say anything, it's all in the wine!"

Qin Huairu's eyes sparkled, "Boss, I wish you health and happiness forever!"

Gao Qianjin and Chef Xu also sent their blessings.

……

The early morning sunlight shines through the carved windows of Wang's Hotel at an oblique angle, gently sprinkling on the floor of the lobby, forming irregular spots of light.

The light spots fell on the old but still sturdy solid wood table, adding a bit of bright color to the originally deep wood grain.

The tables and chairs in the store are neatly arranged, as if they are still reminiscing about the excitement of last night's birthday party.

The tablecloth embroidered with exquisite patterns now looked a little messy, as if the afterglow of last night's joy had not yet faded.

The air was filled with a faint aroma of food, mixed with the sweet scent of the cake and the mellow aroma of wine at the birthday party, making people seem to still feel the warmth and joy of last night.

Wang Jianye arrived at the store early. He stood in the middle of the lobby with his hands folded across his chest, his brows slightly furrowed, but his eyes were extremely determined.

He stared at everything familiar in front of him, and his thoughts became clearer.

"I thought about it all night, we have to open a cooking training class to pass on our skills to more young people who are interested in cooking."

Wang Jianye's voice broke the tranquility of the early morning, his tone full of determination and seriousness.

When Chen Xiaoyang heard his master's words, his eyes lit up instantly and he felt excited.

"Master, this is a good idea! Our skills cannot be lost. We need to let more people learn the real skills."

He thought to himself that he seemed to have seen the lively scene in the future training class, those young faces were full of desire and passion for cooking, and he would be like a master, teaching them everything he had learned.

At the same time, he also looks forward to making more like-minded friends through the training class, discussing cooking skills together and making progress together.

Ma Hua nodded heavily, his eyes revealing a sense of responsibility for passing on the craft.

"Master, I support you. Our cooking skills must be passed down to future generations."

He recalled the hardships he had gone through when he was learning his craft, and his master's patient teaching and strict requirements helped him get to where he is today.

He was well aware of the value of this craft and the importance of inheritance, so he was determined to help his master run the training class well.

Wang Yijun touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about how to make this training class distinctive so that students could truly learn the essence.

"Master, we have to plan carefully how to make this training class a success."

His heart was full of expectations for the future, but he also felt a heavy responsibility.

Cheng Jie seemed a little nervous and excited. He knew that this was a major decision and would bring more challenges.

"Yes, Master, we need to think clearly about the conditions for enrollment, the content and methods of teaching."

As he spoke, he silently thought about what he could do for the training class.

Wang Jianye nodded slightly, "I just want you to come and discuss it together. First of all, we can't be careless about recruiting students. We have to find those children who truly love cooking and can endure hardships."

Chen Xiaoyang was so excited that he started dancing with joy. "Master, is there an age limit? I think as long as you really like someone, age is not a problem."

Ma Hua said while taking notes seriously, "I think academic qualifications should not be too rigid. What is important is the passion and understanding of cooking."

Wang Yijun touched his chin and thought, "But there can be no threshold at all. At least you need to have a certain level of basic knowledge and learning ability."

Everyone was talking to each other, and the discussion was lively.

"I think we can first set a basic age range, such as 18 to 30 years old." Cheng Jie put forward his idea.

“But if there really is someone who is older but particularly passionate and talented, we can’t turn him or her away,” Chen Xiaoyang retorted.

Wang Jianye listened quietly to everyone's arguments, and then said: "We need to consider it comprehensively. The age requirement can be relaxed appropriately, but their determination and perseverance must be examined."

In the end, everyone reached a consensus that the admission requirements should ensure that students have a certain foundation and potential, but not be too harsh so as not to miss out on talents who truly love cooking.

At this time, Wang Jianye recalled the hardships he experienced when he was young.

"When I was learning cooking from my master, I suffered a lot. In winter, I had to soak my hands in cold water to wash vegetables, and in summer, I had to stand in the stuffy kitchen for hours. But it was those hardships that allowed me to learn real skills."

The disciples also recalled the unforgettable moments when their master had taught them.

Chen Xiaoyang remembered that one time he accidentally cut his hand. Instead of blaming him, his master bandaged the wound carefully and taught him the correct way to cut vegetables.

Ma Hua recalled how his master would accompany him in the kitchen to practice repeatedly until late at night in order to help him master the cooking temperature of a dish.

Wang Yijun will never forget the pleased smile and encouraging words from his master when he first made a satisfactory dish.

Cheng Jie recalled the stories about the predecessors that his master told him when he wanted to give up, which helped him cheer up again.

Everyone's thoughts were more determined to pass on the craft in the memories. The discussion continued, and everyone expressed their opinions on the teaching content.

"I think the basics such as knife skills, heat control and seasoning must be taught thoroughly," said Chen Xiaoyang.

"The selection and processing of ingredients is also crucial," added Ma Hua.

“Yes, and we need to let the students understand the characteristics and essence of different cuisines,” Wang Yijun suggested.

"How will the practical courses be arranged? Will it be in groups or individually?" Cheng Jie asked.

Everyone fell into a heated discussion again.

Outside Wang's Quanxi Restaurant, people were hurrying on the street, the sound of footsteps intertwined with the cries of street vendors.

Inside the store, however, there was an atmosphere of heated and focused discussion.

When someone expresses a different opinion, others will listen carefully and then express their own views.

For example, in terms of teaching methods, some people believe that we should focus on theory first and then practice;
Some people think that theory and practice should be interspersed. After some communication and adjustment, everyone finally found a relatively balanced method.

After the discussion, Chen Xiaoyang's face flushed and he waved his arms excitedly, as if he couldn't wait to start recruiting students.

Ma Hua carefully organized his notes, his eyes focused and determined.

……

It's time to go to work.

Qin Huairu was wearing a light blue work suit and moving between tables and chairs.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the curvature of her mouth was just right when she smiled, like a flower blooming in spring, making people feel extremely warm.

At this moment, she was greeting a table of guests with light and steady steps.

"Hello, welcome to Wang's All-Inclusive Hotel."

Qin Huairu's voice is clear and pleasant, like a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

She handed over the menu with both hands, her fingers were long and slender, and she gently flipped the pages of the menu as she ordered, her movements graceful and skillful.

The customer looked at the menu, frowned slightly, and seemed a little hesitant.

Qin Huairu keenly caught the guest's expression and said softly:

"This sweet and sour carp is our restaurant's signature dish. The fish is fresh and tender, and it tastes sweet and sour. Many customers are full of praise for it."

After hearing this, the guest showed a hint of interest in his eyes.

Just then, a man in a suit and tie walked into the hotel.

He looked around the store anxiously, and when he saw Qin Huairu, an expectant look instantly appeared on his face.

He folded his hands in front of him and walked towards Qin Huairu with firm steps.

"Ms. Qin, may I have a word with you?" The man's tone was polite and serious, his eyes revealing eagerness and anticipation.

Qin Huairu was slightly stunned, then handed the menu in her hand to her colleague beside her and followed the man to a quiet corner.

The man cleared his throat and said, "Ms. Qin, I am the manager of Hongyun Hotel. I have heard about your outstanding performance in Wang's full-line hotels. We very much hope that you can join our team."

He gestured with his hands unconsciously, trying to express his sincerity more vividly.

Qin Huairu's face flashed with surprise, but she quickly regained her composure, "This..."

The man continued, "Our Hongyun Hotel is quite large and influential in the industry.

If you come here, we will provide you with higher salary, better working environment and more promotion opportunities. "

His eyes were fixed on Qin Huairu, full of anticipation.

Qin Huairu was silent for a moment, and her thoughts were instantly pulled back to the past.

She recalled the Mid-Autumn Festival when she first came to Wang's All-Season Restaurant. Everyone worked together in the restaurant, and after get off work, they sat together, tasting delicious mooncakes, with laughter echoing throughout the room. The warm atmosphere made her feel the warmth of home.

She still remembered that the first time she received praise from a customer, she was so excited that she almost cried.

He was a picky guest who had extremely high requirements for both food and service.

But with her patient service, the guests not only praised the dishes, but also specifically praised her attentiveness and thoughtfulness.

At that moment, she felt that all her efforts were recognized.

Another time, a foreign customer came to the store, and the language barrier caused a big communication barrier.

But with her simple English and rich body language, she successfully took the order for the guests.

That experience taught her how to stay calm and resourceful in the face of difficulties.

As she thought about it, Qin Huairu's eyes became more determined.

"Sir, thank you for your appreciation. But I am very happy working in Wang's All-Season Hotel. Everything here is familiar to me, and I can't leave just like that." Qin Huairu's voice was firm and powerful.

The man seemed to have expected this. "Ms. Qin, you might as well think about it again. We can give you more time."

"Don't think about it. I won't leave Wang's Hotel." Qin Huairu refused without hesitation.

The man shook his head helplessly, a hint of loss flashed in his eyes, but more of admiration for Qin Huairu, "Okay, Miss Qin, if you change your mind, feel free to contact me." After saying that, he turned and left, his back looking a little lonely.

After closing at night, Wang's All-Series Restaurant fell silent. Qin Huairu was tidying up the tables and chairs in the restaurant, her movements were skillful and quick.

Wang Jianye came out from the back with a kind smile on his face, "Xiao Qin, you must be exhausted today."

Qin Huairu smiled and shook her head, "Boss, I'm not tired."

Wang Jianye looked at her, his eyes full of concern, "I heard about something that happened today."

Qin Huairu was shocked, "Boss, you..."

"Xiao Qin, I know someone is trying to poach you. But I believe in you. I support whatever decision you make."

Wang Jianye's tone was earnest and the smile on his face was relieved and warm.

Qin Huairu's eyes were a little moist. "Boss, I won't leave. Wang's All-System Hotel is not just a job for me, but also my home. Here, I have received your kindness, as well as the help and support of my colleagues. I can't forget my roots."

"Okay, okay!" Wang Jianye patted Qin Huairu on the shoulder, his eyes full of approval.

The next day, sunlight shone through the windows into the Wang's Hotel, giving every corner a golden glow.

Qin Huairu arrived at the store early and continued her busy day. (End of this chapter)