Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

However, He Yuzhu didn't know that while he was still immersed in his busyness and worry about his master, a big trouble was quietly approaching him.

The next morning, He Yuzhu arrived at the restaurant as usual. He was always the first one to arrive at the restaurant, responsible for cleaning and preparing ingredients. Today was no exception. He arrived earlier than usual, thinking that he should finish the preparation work earlier so that the chef could rest for a while.

While he was busy cutting vegetables, he suddenly heard a few cold laughs coming from outside the door. He Yuzhu frowned and looked up. It was a clerk from a shop on the neighboring street named Liu Dahai. He had always disliked He Yuzhu and always wondered how this young chef could gain a foothold in He Daqing's restaurant and receive so many good reviews.

Liu Dahai walked into the kitchen with a mocking look on his face, his hands in his pockets, a sneer on his lips: "Hey, He Yuzhu, you are still so diligent. You got up early to work. Aren't you tired?"

When He Yuzhu saw that it was Liu Dahai, he felt unhappy. He never liked to argue with such people, so he replied calmly: "It's better to have work to do than to be idle."

Liu Dahai was even more furious when he saw He Yuzhu ignored him. He had heard that He Daqing was not in good health and He Yuzhu was basically running the restaurant. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous and unfair. So, he snorted and said sarcastically, "You want to run the whole restaurant? Don't think that just because He Daqing is old, you can take over. The world is not as simple as you think."

He Yuzhu could hear the thorn in his words and couldn't help but feel annoyed, but he knew he couldn't get angry easily. So he suppressed his anger and said calmly, "I just want to do my own thing, I don't care about anything else."

Seeing that He Yuzhu was unmoved, Liu Dahai became even more aggressive. He approached He Yuzhu and said provocatively: "Don't act so noble. I think you are just relying on He Daqing's reputation to get by. If we really talk about your ability, how much do you have? It's not certain how long your restaurant can last!"

He Yuzhu's heart sank. He didn't want to hear others doubt his master's restaurant, and he didn't want to hear contempt for his hard work. He turned around and looked directly at Liu Dahai, saying in a cold tone: "It's not your business to worry about how long our restaurant can last. Just take care of yourself."

Liu Dahai didn't expect He Yuzhu to fight back. He was choked and speechless for a moment, but then his face darkened and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He sneered, "He Yuzhu, don't be too proud. If we really want to compete, I'm not afraid of you. After all, you are just an apprentice. Why are you so arrogant?"

He Yuzhu clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart gradually rose. He knew that Liu Dahai was deliberately picking a fight, but there were still many things to do in the restaurant, and he didn't want to let these petty disputes delay his work. He suppressed his anger and replied coldly: "I don't want to quarrel with you, get out, or don't blame me for being rude."

Liu Dahai became increasingly angry when he saw that He Yuzhu was not going to give in. He was about to make another provocative remark, but was interrupted by a voice from outside the door: "What are you doing here?"

They both turned their heads at the same time and saw a familiar customer standing at the door, an old man from the neighborhood. He looked at the two people, frowning slightly, "What are you arguing about? It's so early in the morning, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that there were outsiders present, Liu Dahai didn't want to continue to entangle, so he snorted coldly, glared at He Yuzhu fiercely, and then turned away. He was full of resentment and secretly vowed that one day he would make He Yuzhu suffer a big loss.

He Yuzhu looked at Liu Dahai's departing back, feeling a little unfair, but he knew that it was meaningless to argue with such a person. At this moment, he only wanted to do his master's job well and not let the restaurant's business be affected. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and continued to work.

The customer walked in and looked at He Yuzhu with some concern in his eyes: "Xiaozhuzi, don't bother with that kind of person. He just likes to stir up trouble. Don't take his words to heart."

He Yuzhu nodded and forced a smile: "Thank you, sir. I understand. They are all trivial matters. I won't bother with him."

Seeing He Yuzhu being so sensible, the customer felt comforted and patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy, with a young man like you, Lao He's restaurant will definitely be able to run well."

He Yuzhu smiled gratefully and watched the old man walk out of the kitchen. His mood calmed down a little, but the scene just now still lingered in his mind. Although he pretended not to care on the surface, he still felt depressed and helpless in his heart. He understood that running a restaurant is not as simple as making good food. He also had to face various interpersonal relationships and challenges, and these challenges are often more troublesome than the food itself.

He Yuzhu knew that the road ahead might not be easy. Liu Dahai's villain might just be the beginning, and he would encounter more difficulties and obstacles in the future. But he also knew that he had to keep going, for his master and for the obsession in his heart.

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu's eyes became more determined. He glanced at the neatly arranged ingredients in the kitchen and silently made up his mind that no matter what he encountered, he would stick to his beliefs, run the restaurant well, and live up to the expectations of his master. As the master said, cooking is not just about cooking, but also a life attitude. He must keep moving forward on this path until he has his own world.

After a busy day, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard, washed up, and lay on the bed. Although he was exhausted, he knew that today's events were just a part of his life.

The next morning, when He Daqing got up, he felt much more relaxed. The bowl of porridge that He Yuzhu cooked last night was indeed effective, and his stomach felt much better. However, He Daqing was always worried about the future of the restaurant. He knew that although He Yuzhu was talented, he was still young and lacked experience in dealing with external pressures and challenges. He vaguely heard some quarrels last night, and felt a little uneasy, wondering if he should find someone to help He Yuzhu so that he would not have to fight alone.

He Daqing walked out of the courtyard while thinking. The air in the early morning was slightly cool, which refreshed him. The neighbors had already woken up, and the street was gradually becoming lively. His eyes accidentally fell on the house of the deaf old lady not far away.

The deaf old lady is the oldest person in this courtyard. Although her hearing is not very good, she has great prestige in the courtyard. When she was young, she was also a smart and capable woman. Her children went to work in other places in their early years, but she stayed here to guard this familiar neighborhood.