A gourmet master who started by visiting restaurants

Night falls.

"Brother Yu, let's go first~"

"Well, okay, have a good rest."

"Bye~Brother Yu."

At around six o'clock, Yu Wei was lying in the office with a dozen restaurant menus and promotional materials in front of him.

There are high-end restaurants, ordinary restaurants with high ratings, and specialty restaurants.

These are all on Yu Wei's short list.

It’s not that Yu Wei can’t visit stores every day, but he is more inclined to look for ways to monetize his business. Live broadcasts and videos are more like a way to gather popularity.

Tired of looking at these stores, Yu Wei picked up his phone and found that Cheng Wanwan had sent him a message.

"Warm reminder, Aunt Zhou already knows that you can cook. She has already planned to tell your father, so be prepared."

be prepared? What to prepare for? Are you ready to be kicked?

The next second, Yu Wei's cell phone rang.

The two big characters "Dad" flashed brightly.

Gollum~

Yu Wei swallowed hard and finally answered the phone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a moment, a faint voice came.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh... I'm looking at information at the company."

"Come back."

After speaking, the phone hung up directly.

Quickly and accurately, without giving Yu Wei any chance to react or evade. It has to be said that using this technique shows that what follows is very serious.

Looking at the message from Cheng Wanwan, he immediately asked, "How did they know?"

Cheng Wanwan over there also quickly replied: "I found your live broadcast room."

Yu Wei: "???"

"Don't be so surprised. After all, you use your real name as your ID. It's hard not to find it."

There is no way, this is also true.

Then the thing that Yu Wei was most afraid of appeared. Although it could be said that it was a mistake, it was only a matter of time before it was exposed.

Yu Wei: "So you are at my house now?"

Cheng Wanwan: "Well, I'll stay at your house temporarily."

Seeing this sentence, Yu Wei's heart lifted.

Because his room was... two bedrooms and one living room, which meant that Cheng Wanwan slept in his room.

Yu Wei: "Uh...how is my dad now?"

Cheng Wanwan: "He closed the shop and said he would wait for you to come back."

Yu Wei: "Danger!"

Cheng Wanwan: "So what are you afraid of? Are you afraid of inheriting his restaurant?"

Yu Wei: "Yes, this is not what I want to do. Opening a restaurant has never been what I want to do."

Cheng Wanwan: "Maybe Uncle Yu doesn't really want you to inherit the restaurant. Maybe he just wants someone to succeed him."

Is this a conflict? It seemed quite conflicting, but Yu Wei remained silent.

In his memory, he clearly remembers his father's obsession. During winter and summer vacations, he had to practice cooking, including knife skills, spoon skills, and pot flipping. He clearly remembered these skills, even if his hands were damaged. Even if you make an incision, you still have to practice after it is bandaged.

That's why he hates learning to cook so much.

Rather than hating learning to cook, it’s better to say that he hated the father who forced him to learn to cook.

In his childhood, his father was basically in the kitchen. He didn't know why his father was obsessed with the kitchen, and he didn't want to know.

But his mother had always attended parent-teacher conferences since he was a child, and his father was never there. Even his graduation ceremony, his father also didn't come.

Their relationship never got better in the years to come.

My mother often tells herself how good her father is to her, but it's just like the lyrics of the song "Bicycle".

"How can I believe this? I feel sorry for me but can't let me know. I miss the bicycle that gave you and me the only hug we have ever had."

To Yu Wei, father's love is really far away.

But since I have already called, let’s go back.

Yu Wei didn't reply.

Cheng Wanwan continued to send the message: "By the way, if there are no accidents, you may make sweet and sour pork and dry-fried beef river when you come back. Be prepared, but I advise you not to deliberately mess up. After all, the operations in the video are too Stable."

Dangerous!

At this moment, a big word "danger" appeared above Yu Wei's head.

I saw him sitting silently on the chair and saying softly: "Enter the food space!"

One minute later, Yu Wei opened his eyes silently.

"Hey, you can't escape as expected. System, didn't you expect it?"

"..." The system chose to play dead.

Yu Wei stood up and opened the door of Jin Zhe's office.

"Damn it, you're such a mess, you know how to betray me." Jin Zhe was holding a mobile phone and typing pesticides.

Yu Wei's face is full of black lines, I am working hard to learn cooking in the food space, and you are actually playing games, eat me with a lightning whirlwind!

Then Jin Zhe was dragged out of the office like a dead dog.

......

Arriving at the half-opened "Awen Hotel", Jin Zhe sat in the driver's seat.

"Otherwise, I won't go in."

"No, Cheng Wanwan slept in my room, and I have nowhere to go. Besides, don't you want to eat gourd meat?"

After hearing this, Jin Zhe said righteously: "Then I must take you back. Of course, it's not that I haven't eaten good food. I just feel that as your brother, I must take you home. Now , let me explain in advance that I really don’t want to fuck you, let’s go in.”

Jin Zhe almost dragged Yu Wei into Wenji Hotel.

As soon as I opened the big rolling shutter, I saw the TV hanging on the wall playing a live replay of Yu Wei's show, switching back and forth between the two clips, from stir-fried beef river to stir-fried sweet and sour pork.

Yu Wei chose that TV because it could project the screen, but he never expected that this screen projection function would be used on himself.

Yu Wei's father was facing away from the door, holding a small wine glass in his left hand and a bottle of ice-cold Yubingshuo in his right hand, sucking from one cup to another.

The moment Yu Wei entered the door, his drinking movement paused for a moment, and then continued.

Zhou Liping stood up with worry on her face.

Yu Wei looked at his father who was drinking alone in confusion.

Cheng Wanwan walked over from the corner.

"Uncle Yu has been drinking for more than half an hour, and he feels something is wrong."

"Is there something wrong with this? This is going to collapse!"

Then Zhou Liping also came over in a hurry: "Hurry up and cook two dishes for your dad!"

Yu Wei didn't dare to say anything, so he nodded quickly and ran to the kitchen.

As a result, as soon as I walked past Yu Wenhai, I was shouted down!

"Who taught you how to cook like this?!"

Yu Wei's whole body stiffened at the cold drink. He turned around with difficulty, looked at his father who was drunk on his face, and thought for a while.

"If I said this is talent, would you believe it?"

"Screw your talent! Don't I know what you are like?!"

Yu Wei wanted to argue something, but Yu Wenhai shouted: "Go cook! Let me see how talented you are!"