Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

"Brother Yuzhu, please help me get some fresh herbs and garlic. I want to garnish this potato slice." Wang Qiang turned to He Yuzhu and said.

He Yuzhu nodded and walked quickly to the vegetable area of ​​the kitchen. As he picked fresh herbs, he recalled Wang Qiang's cooking style. Wang Qiang was always good at using various seasonings and ingredients to give each dish a unique flavor and visual effect. This creativity and attention to detail are one of the important qualities that made him a famous chef.

“Brother Qiang, are these herbs enough?” He Yuzhu put fresh herbs and garlic in Wang Qiang’s hands.

Wang Qiang took it and nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, thank you, Brother Yuzhu. These herbs and garlic will add a lot of flavor to the potato chips."

He chopped the herbs and garlic into fine particles and sprinkled them on the golden and crispy potato slices. As the aroma spread, the whole kitchen was filled with an enticing aroma of gourmet food.

"It looks good, Brother Qiang." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

Wang Qiang also smiled, feeling satisfied and gratified with his creation. The success of each dish is not only a reflection of his cooking skills, but also a crystallization of his passion and concentration on cooking. Working in the kitchen, he feels the pleasure of close contact with food and the sense of accomplishment of bringing delicious food to customers.

The potato chips were finally placed on the plate, and they looked and smelled great. Wang Qiang and He Yuzhu took the plate together and served the new dish to the guests. After tasting it, the guests praised the texture and taste of the potato chips. Wang Qiang and He Yuzhu stood in the kitchen backstage, watching the guests enjoying the food, and they were filled with satisfaction with their work and expectations for the future.

Wang Qiang felt a headache coming on and rubbed his temples to try to relieve the discomfort. The work pressure and the intense pace of life in the past few days made him feel a little tired. He realized that he needed to rest and relax, but he felt that the responsibility was too great and he couldn't let go of the work at hand easily.

He Yuzhu noticed something was wrong with Wang Qiang and asked with concern: "Brother Qiang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Qiang shook his head and said with a smile: "Maybe I'm a little tired, Brother Yuzhu. I've been busy with work these days, so this might be the reason for the headache."

He Yuzhu frowned. He knew Wang Qiang was a very hard-working person who often neglected his health for the sake of his customers. He said, "Brother Qiang, you should take a rest. Work is important, but health is more important. You should rest more or go see a doctor."

Wang Qiang nodded and looked at He Yuzhu gratefully: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Yuzhu. I will pay attention. Maybe I really need to relax these two days."

Despite this, Wang Qiang is still concerned about everything in the kitchen. He knows that as a chef, he cannot let personal reasons affect the work and the dining experience of the guests. Especially now that Wang's Kitchen's business is getting better and better and the expectations of the guests are getting higher and higher, he feels a greater responsibility and pressure.

Back home, Wang Qiang sat quietly in the living room, with a breeze blowing outside the window, bringing a little coolness. He closed his eyes, trying to relax his body and mind, and let his headache gradually ease. He recalled his original intention and dream of working in the cooking industry. This passion and love for food always supported him through every difficulty and challenge.

However, this headache made him start to think about whether he needed to adjust his work and lifestyle. He realized that he could no longer pursue perfection and achievement blindly as he did in the past, while ignoring his physical and mental health. He decided that while ensuring work efficiency and quality, he should also find the right time to relax and adjust his state.

Wang Qiang's headache did not improve quickly, but he developed a slight fever and physical discomfort. He began to realize that it might not just be caused by work pressure, but a cold that was about to strike. This made him feel helpless, because he knew he could not stop easily and had to continue to take on the responsibility of the kitchen.

He Yuzhu noticed the change in Wang Qiang's condition and said with more concern: "Brother Qiang, what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever? You should rest for a while and don't force yourself."

Wang Qiang tried to stay calm. He took a deep breath and tried to control the discomfort in his body: "Maybe it's just a minor cold. I will take good care of myself."

However, his temperature kept rising and his headaches became more severe, making it almost impossible for him to concentrate. Wang Qiang recalled the years when he struggled in the kitchen. Every time he sprinted, he spent countless nights cooking. He knew that everything in his body was for his persistence and pursuit of delicious food, but now, this persistence seemed to have become a burden for him.

He Yuzhu looked at Wang Qiang, his heart filled with helplessness and worry. Wang Qiang was his best friend and colleague, and he knew that Wang Qiang was a person who would not give up easily, but at this moment, he also saw the hard work Wang Qiang put in. He said helplessly: "Brother Qiang, I will help you find a replacement, you really need to have a good rest."

Wang Qiang shook his head and kept muttering, "We can't stop. The guests are still waiting."

He Yuzhu believes that all this is a test of Wang Qiang's determination and sense of responsibility. He knows Wang Qiang's determination and hard work, but at this moment, he also hopes that he can put everything aside and take care of his health.

As night fell, Wang Qiang still insisted on staying in the kitchen. Although his physical discomfort made him stagger, he tried to keep the kitchen running normally with every move. He felt the sweat dripping from his forehead, felt every inch of fatigue and every tremor in his body, but he knew that this was the lifestyle he chose, and his commitment and persistence to his pursuit.

"Brother Qiang, take a look at these medicines, they may be helpful." He Yuzhu walked to Wang Qiang with a cup of warm water and some antipyretic drugs and said softly.

Wang Qiang took the medicine, smiled and nodded, feeling grateful. He knew that although his current symptoms could not be completely cured, this care and concern was enough to warm his heart.

"Thank you, Brother Yuzhu. I will take it well." Wang Qiang said gratefully.

Wang Qiang stubbornly persisted in his work, even though every cell in his body protested. He worked at the stove, but felt dizzy every time he bent down. He tried to concentrate on the preparation of each dish, but his thoughts often drifted to his physical condition.

He Yuzhu silently observed Wang Qiang, his heart full of worry. He knew that Wang Qiang was a dedicated and determined person, but the current situation was obviously beyond his tolerance.