Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

That afternoon, an unexpected guest came to Liao Kee Restaurant:

Little friend Hu Yaozu and his father, Hu Youcai.

At that time, Liu Xi had just brought three children to the restaurant for afternoon tea, when suddenly an unfamiliar number called her phone.

The other party claimed to be Hu Yaozu's father. He had just chatted with Teacher Yu and knew the whole story. He wanted to meet in person to apologize and asked him if he was at home.

Liao Chu understood what Yu Yu said "something happened" before.

See, being a preschool teacher is really busy, and I can't rest on weekends.

Liu Xi said that she was with the parent of another client, and that the mother of the third child would come later, so why not make an appointment at a restaurant to save trouble.

Then the Hu family came.

The father and the father seem to be carved out of the same mold. They are both thick and big, like big and small.

It's just that the middle-aged father who is now a father has gained weight, and his horizontal development is serious, and his beer belly almost undid the buttons of his shirt.

He was carrying a briefcase, and there were shiny gold items around his neck and fingers, and a huge H was firmly attached to the front of the belt, for fear that people would not see it.

"You are the writer Liu who wrote "The Stars". I have admired you for a long time, and it is a pleasure to meet you!" Hu Youcai's eyes lit up, and he walked forward enthusiastically, grabbed Liu Xi's hands and shook them vigorously, shaking his fat body , "I'm a big bastard, I admire you cultural people the most, it's amazing."

Liu Xi couldn't hide her embarrassment, "...It's a pleasure to meet you, you're overrated."

He wrote "Black Star".

I even forgot the title of the book, what kind of luck is it for a long time?

and……

He subconsciously looked at Liao Chu. After all, this was in someone's shop, and it would be bad to neglect the owner.

However, Liao Chu was indifferent to this, and even wanted to give Hu Youcai a thumbs up.

He experienced too much embarrassment and excitement today, until now, he still has 180 ducks in his head for a sports meeting.

My brain hurts from the noise.

Hu Youcai was still expressing his admiration endlessly, and Liu Xi could barely keep his dry laugh.

He returned Liao Chu's help-seeking gaze.

The latter received it, and then... turned and left.

Liu Xi: "!!!"

Is friendship so fragile?

I don't know how long it took before Liu Xi managed to interrupt, "Is Yaozu's father right? Let's sit down and talk."

Hu Youcai looked at the other party's withdrawn hand regretfully, very reluctantly:

The hand of a cultural person, I regret not being more literary!

Liu Xi felt a chill down her spine.

Liao Chu appeared out of nowhere, put a teapot on the table, and said insincerely, "Drink tea."

"I came here this time mainly to apologize to you guys. It is indeed our child who is wrong."

Having said that, Hu Youcai grabbed his son and pressed down on the back of his head, "Say sorry to the two uncles and the children."

Being treated like this in public, Hu Yaozu's small face flushed red with embarrassment and embarrassment, his eye sockets gradually became watery.

He seemed to be very afraid of his father, and he didn't dare to resist, so he whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Liao Chu frowned.

Liu Xi said directly: "I've already apologized before, it's fine for the child to know his mistake."

Guoguo looked at Qianqian and Jiaming from behind:

Papa Hu is so scary!

Liao Chu took out a few egg yolk cakes, raised his chin in the direction of Guoguo and the others, "Go over there and play."

Hu Yaozu looked at his father subconsciously, and the latter waved his hands like a chicken.

Sniffing, the kid dawdled to Guoguo and the others, twisted his fingers and asked, "Can I play with you?"

Guoguo is very sympathetic to him now, "Okay, let's paint the picture book together!"

Hu Yaozu immediately burst into laughter.

Seeing that Liao Chu and Liu Xi really didn't care anymore, Hu Youcai was also relieved.

He scratched his head, then rubbed his face dryly, "I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I've had enough of being uneducated, and I just thought about it, I must never let the child follow my old path... When my mother was pregnant with him At that time, we used classical classics for prenatal education!"

Liao Chu thought, where is all this going?

Pulling the seedlings to encourage growth is not in such a hurry.

Liu Xi said: "They are all parents, and we understand your feelings, but this matter is really too urgent."

Hu Youcai nodded like pecking rice, "Yes, yes, that's what Teacher Yu said when he came to me this morning. I have already taken this kid to withdraw from those interest classes."

It's not that no one persuaded him before, but Hu Youcai couldn't listen.

But Yu Yu and Liu Xi said the same thing differently.

These are all cultural people!One has a master's degree, is studying for a Ph.D., and the other is a well-known writer. If they all say this, then they must have done something wrong.

Liu Xi nodded in agreement, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, the child is still young, there is no rush to learn anything at this time, you have to take your time."

Hu Youcai looked like he was learning from scriptures, and he was very humble, "I don't know Writer Liu, you and this, this..."

He's a little embarrassed:

I was just thinking about finding Wen Quxing to get angry, but I forgot to ask this person what to call him.

Liao Chu said indifferently: "Liao Chu."

Hu Youcai is a typical businessman, capable of bending and stretching, and immediately slapped his head, "I'm ashamed, ashamed, look at my memory, Boss Liao, don't be offended."

Before coming here, he had heard about the backgrounds of several parents from Mr. Yu.

Are writers worthy of respect;

If you are in foreign trade, maybe you have cooperation with yourself;

As for the chef... He has traveled all over the country, and he has seen many star chefs and Michelin chefs. For a while, he really didn't remember it.

Liao Chu didn't care either.

Just too lazy to talk.

I heard Hu Youcai ask: "I really came here to study, did you two enroll your child in any classes?"

I don’t have enough comprehension, can’t I just copy it?

Liu Xi rubbed her nose and said in a complicated tone, "My daughter likes Sanda, but she is too young for the coach to accept her. It will take a few years."

He and his wife both do art-related jobs, God knows why his daughter has a genetic mutation...

Those who stay at home all day "hehehaha" and "wild horses divide green onions" are quite worrying.

"How good this is, it's great!" Hu Youcai said flatteringly, "This society is so dangerous, girls have to learn some self-defense skills. It's a pity that I don't have a daughter, otherwise I will let her learn this too!"

Liao Chu was left out in the cold just now, but now Hu Youcai paid special attention, "Then Chef Liao?"

Liao Chu said: "Erhu."

Hu Youcai was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said as if he had found a treasure: "This is good! Elegance, the tradition of our ancestors, it sounds good when you say it! This is good!"

That's right, those who learn western musical instruments are all bad now. In the music grading training, nine out of ten take the piano test. They just keep talking about Chopin and Mozart...

Rare things are expensive, if there are too many things, they are worthless.

Seeing him talking and starting to think about things again, Liu Xi couldn't help worrying about Hu Yaozu's little friend, and couldn't help reminding: "Boss Hu, the most important thing is for children to grow up healthy, these are just hobbies. Since It's a hobby, of course the child has to like it, otherwise he won't suffer!"

Hu Youcai just laughed, "Yes, yes, what Writer Liu said is true."

Lier is such a rationale, but if you want to be famous in front of others, you have to suffer behind your back, right?Where there is joy and joy, it will become a big deal.

The cub I raised knows that I don't have much talent for reading, and if I talk about doing business... I'm afraid I don't have the guts of my own.

Then there must be two things you can do, right?Otherwise, no amount of family business would be enough to lose.

Liao Chu sneered twice in his heart:

This is obviously not taken to heart...

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the mulberry wine on Uncle Song's table, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Boss Hu drove here by himself?"

Hu Youcai didn't know why he asked this, "No, the driver is driving."

Liao Chu nodded, stood up and said, "I have a wine here, please have a taste."

Hu Youcai just finished socializing last night, and didn't sleep well in the morning. As soon as he landed at noon today, he went to check with Teacher Yu Yu again, feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

He was about to decline, but he heard Liu Xi happily say: "Okay, what wine?"

Liao Chu swallowed the name "Live to Death" as soon as he came to his lips, "To live, wine is called to live."

Break through despair and live well.

"This name is very meaningful," Liu Xi chewed these two words several times in his mouth, and then said to Hu Youcai, "You may not know Liao Chef's craftsmanship, and you dare not say anything else, but in our Among the domestic peers, it is definitely this!"

He gave a thumbs up.

The most admirable great writers have said so, and Hu Youcai had no choice but to follow suit.

But... Could it be that this young restaurateur has some background?

In fact, he doesn't pay much attention to eating and drinking, and he really doesn't know much about it.

Tsk, check back.

******

Hu Yaozu dawdled to the table where Guoguo and the others were, first glanced at Qianqian timidly, and then carefully reached for the watercolor pens on the table.

Qianqian said, "Don't break it."

Hu Yaozu's fingertips just touched the watercolor pen, he froze immediately after hearing this, and retracted silently.

"Then, let me watch your paintings."

Qianqian was stunned, feeling a little uncomfortable and embarrassed.

That's not what she meant!

"Are you painting?" She pushed the big box of watercolor pens over, thought for a while and then added, "Have you used watercolor pens before? Just lighten it, and it won't break as easily as crayons."

Yesterday she saw Hu Yaozu broke several crayons in one go, so she reminded her.

Hu Yaozu was a little happy, and looked over tentatively.

Qianqian poked the watercolor pen in front of him again.

But at this time, the other half of Hu Yaozu's attention was no longer on the watercolor pen:

Guoguo was sharing a taro egg yolk cake with Jiaming children. The moment the dessert was opened, it revealed the orange-red shiny egg yolk and the beautiful pink-purple taro paste layer.

The meringue that has been baked into a pale yellow cracks and falls together with the finely ground sesame seeds.

Hu Yaozu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

It looks delicious.

Many children in the same class were eating shortbread, but he didn't, so he could only watch helplessly.

I am very greedy and envious.

Sensing his gaze, Guoguo handed over the half egg yolk pastry, "Uncle made it, it's delicious."

Alas, the children without uncles are so pitiful.

Hu Yaozu's saliva became more violent, and he instinctively shook his head.

Dad said, you can't just eat outside things.

Jia Ming followed his line of sight to look out, and found that Papa Hu was drinking and didn't notice it at all, so he whispered: "Then you eat secretly."

Hu Yaozu was shocked.

He looks more obedient than himself, how can he steal it!

Jia Ming put a whole egg yolk shortbread in front of him, and happily ate half of it.

Well, the dim sum made by Uncle Liao is really delicious.

It's just that they had already had lunch and were not too hungry, so they had to share the food.

Children like to learn from each other. Seeing that Guoguo and Jiaming were eating dim sum, Qianqian couldn't help it anymore, and took a purple potato to eat.

Little Hu Yaozu suddenly fell into a battle between heaven and man:

I really want to eat it!

But, but dad won't let it!

But it looks really delicious...

He pinched his little hand nervously, and secretly turned to look at his father:

Hey, Dad really didn't seem to pay attention to this.

Either, or I'll...

The "evil" appetite gradually gained the upper hand, and he swallowed again, his heart pounding, his little hands trembling slightly, reaching for the egg yolk cake on the table.

Close, closer!

bumped into!

I don't know where the courage came from, let him snatch the round egg yolk crisp, bow his head and take a big bite.

Wow!

The child immediately opened his eyes wide, and the whole person was stunned:

so fragrant~

The meringue on the outside is soaked in the aroma of milk and sesame seeds, the bottom is soft mashed taro, and then the rustling egg yolk.

Well, it's sweet, but not too sweet, so gentle.

good to eat!

On the adult side, Liu Xi and Hu Youcai were completely immersed in the shock brought by the "Life to Death" wine, one or two fell into silence, only their expressions changed, with joy and sorrow.

Liao Chu glanced at the children, and found that the four little guys were eating snacks in silence, and couldn't help being a little funny.

There are many kinds of egg yolk cakes on the market now, with various fillings wrapped in layer after layer. It sounds like a big gimmick and looks very good-looking, but there are few really delicious ones.

In Liao Chu's view, the mix and match of the same food should be limited to three types.

This has nothing to do with the chef's personal skills, it's all due to the limited capacity of normal people's taste buds.

Take egg yolk crisps as an example. The most popular ones on the market now have a five-layer structure of egg yolk, bean paste, purple sweet potato or taro mash, mochi, and puff pastry.

But the portion of each filling is very limited, and the taste is bland. After one bite, ordinary diners can't tell who is who.

In the true sense of "crispy" pastry, what is important is to be "decisive".

It seems to be one piece, but the inside is very crisp, you only need to gently break it with your lips and teeth, and the middle will be cracked.

Taro paste, red bean paste, purple sweet potato, finely ground fine ingredients, melt into coarse sandy texture when touching the tip of the tongue, and the feeling of flowing in the mouth is a kind of enjoyment.

Each layer gives enough volume, each part is a perfect independent individual, and when "ensemble", it can play a seamless chapter at any time.

I eat, and know what I eat, this is the real responsibility to the diners.

*******

When leaving Liao Kee restaurant, Hu Youcai was very silent, he was a different person from when he came.

When saying goodbye, he stared at Liao Chu and remained silent for a long time, no longer the initial perfunctory.

It took a long time before he said, "The wine made by Mr. Liao is really good."

I'm careless, let's not mention this cooking skill, wine making is really a must.

As soon as the words fell, Liao Chu heard the announcement of "Satisfaction Point 10".

"It also depends on who drinks."

Not a compliment.

"Living to Death" combines the desperate despair of human beings and the hope of new life. The taste can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words, and the effect will vary from person to person.

If people who do not have rich experience enter the mouth, it is just a cup of sour and unbearable bitter soup;

If a person with unsteady will drinks it, his mental state can easily be led astray.

In a sense, this wine is simply a BUG level.

Therefore, when Liao Chu sold this wine to the outside world, he was very cautious, not only according to the number of people, but also according to the quantity.

But having said that, isn't his current existence itself a bug!

Hu Youcai got into the car and remained motionless for a long time.

The glass of wine just now seemed to have magical powers, and until now, the aftertaste is still slowly lingering in his body.

Half-dream and half-awake, he seemed to have returned to the days of hard work, remembering those hardships and tiredness, and recalling the ambition of the year: to let his family live a good life.

It was really difficult at that time, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar had to be carefully calculated, but the young couple lived in harmony and were happy.

It seems that there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Now that he has money and is a big boss, he bought a big villa and drove a big luxury car, but what happened?

My wife has a mental illness, and my son looks at him more than love...

Hu Youcai suddenly felt that the neckline was a bit tight, and randomly tore off two shirt buttons, and recalled the happy expressions of the children when they parted just now when they ran towards their parents.

He opened his eyes and glanced at his son.

The little thing is sitting upright in the child seat, with a little more anger in his expression, happily flipping through the picture book given by the child, and holding a paper bag tightly in the other hand:

Inside is the egg yolk cake baked by Mr. Liao.

Hu Youcai was suddenly a little confused:

How long has he not seen his son smile?

Hu Yaozu, who was flipping through the picture book, accidentally noticed his father's gaze. He froze all over, and instinctively hid the things in his hands aside.

Hu Youcai was stunned, is he so afraid of me?

The son I have worked so hard to raise, is afraid of me? !

Hu Yaozu didn't know what his father was thinking, but felt that his expression was so serious, "I, I won't watch..."

The child looked particularly aggrieved, and the eyes that were happy just now slowly dimmed, and there was a faint glint of water.

Hu Youcai finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

He changed his posture and asked after deliberation, "Is it delicious?"

Hu Yaozu blinked and nodded hesitantly.

It is very delicious, much better than the meal made by my aunt at home.

But he dared not say it.

Hu Youcai sighed, "The interest classes I enrolled you in before..."

Before the words fell, the child hurriedly said: "I, I will study hard!"

As he spoke, he shed tears.

Hu Youcai was dumbfounded, and directly wiped his tears with his sleeve, "Man, what are you crying for?"

Unexpectedly, the child cried even more fiercely.

Hu Youcai was a little irritable. Just about to get angry, he remembered what Teacher Yu Yu had taught him before, so he had to try his best to suppress it, "Tell Dad, why are you crying?"

He obviously didn't do anything, so why cry!

Hu Yaozu waited for a long time, and found that his father had really stopped scolding him like before, and finally dared to speak.

"Woooo, I'm stupid, I can't learn...

Dad always scolded me, and the piano teacher always scolded me, saying I was stupid, and even hit my finger with a wooden stick, poked my head, it hurt so much, I don't want to learn piano anymore..."

Hu Youcai was taken aback for a moment, and then became furious, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Dare to hit my son, live impatiently!

The grief that had been accumulated for a long time came quickly and quickly, like a river that had been stored for many years, all bursting at this moment, crushing the fragile heart of the child in an instant.

Little Hu Yaozu cried loudly, with tears and snot all over his face, and shouted while crying:

"I told you, but my dad doesn't believe me every time! He even told that teacher that the stricter the better, I told you he hit me, and you got impatient and yelled at me, wow! I don't want you to be my dad anymore, I want to find my mother, I want to be a child without a father!"

Other people's fathers are so gentle, you don't like your children like other fathers at all!

If this is the case, why did you let me be your child in the first place?

Hu Youcai was really dumbfounded, he didn't know how to react for a while, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Who is he doing this for?

Their old Hu's family counts up to four generations, and the highest education is a junior high school graduate, and they dream of becoming a college student.

When Hu Youcai was a teenager, he worked hard in the society, doing the dirtiest and most tiring jobs, suffered all kinds of humiliation, and went through untold hardships before he got his family business today.

But even so, there are still many people who call him an old-fashioned and illiterate behind his back, and look down on him very much.

Since then, he has made up his mind that his son must not follow the old path he has walked.

Even if he loses everything, he still wants to cultivate a cultural person.

So he enrolled his children in the classes that other people's children enrolled in, and the result?

Now father and son are not like father and son, and enemies are not like enemies...

"Dad didn't..."

Hu Youcai murmured, the big boss who was calling the shots outside also had a dazed look on his face at this moment.

The older generation believes that a filial son is born under the stick. He himself grew up with a few belts cut off by his father, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Later, when he had money and saw the outside world more or less, Hu Youcai knew:

Oh, it turns out that not all children grow up being beaten and scolded.

So he never beat his son, but scolding... seems to be a bit harsh.

The big boss and the little boss quarreled, and the driver was afraid of being angered, so scared that he trembled and didn't even dare to fart.

Hu Yaozu's two chubby hands were not enough to wipe away tears, Hu Youcai sighed, and then remembered to take a tissue.

When passing the tissues, he found that his son's little hands were red and swollen in many places, especially the fingertips, and the skin was a little broken.

It was beaten by the piano teacher with a small wooden stick, and it was ground by playing the piano...

His heart suddenly felt as if a hedgehog had been forced by someone, and it hurt him.

The child's skin is delicate, and it will hurt for a long time if touched lightly, he is a real father!It's been so many days, but I haven't found it yet.

"Xiao Wang, go to the hospital."

Hu Youcai asked the driver to change the route, and took his son's little hand to look carefully, the more he looked at it, the more distressed he became.

He had really neglected his son for too long.

Just thinking about having a nanny to take care of and a driver to pick up and drop off, but neglecting the most basic needs of children's growth: the care of parents.

His wife is abroad, and the son can only rely on himself.

But I let him down.

Children are the most sensitive. Hu Yaozu keenly noticed that today's father seems to be different from usual, so he said cautiously: "It will be too late to practice the piano."

Hu Youcai tried his best to calm down, "You don't like piano, do you?"

Hu Yaozu hesitated and nodded.

He doesn't like it at all, and won't.

He can't keep up with the rhythm of what the teacher said every time, and he can't hear it...

Hu Youcai wiped his face clumsily, "Then we won't practice in the future, fuck it."

Hu Yaozu's eyes were wide open, "Really?"

"real!"

"Then," the kid suddenly cheered up, imitating what his father said just now, "well, then I hope to fuck off from now on."

Driver: "...Pfft!"

Hu Youcai: "...This is not a good word, children can't learn it."

Hu Yaozu snorted, and asked again: "Then, can I not learn English, arithmetic, and others?"

It's really hard!

Hu Youcai hesitated for a moment, "Are those teachers good? Will they curse?"

Forget about other things, English and arithmetic can't be lost, right?Otherwise, earning a living will be a problem in the future.

Hu Yaozu shook his head and lowered his head in shame, "But I can't learn..."

Hu Youcai rubbed his son's big head and sighed, "Dad dragged you down."

Their old Hu's family just didn't grow up learning this muscle!

This head melon seed looks quite big, and the brain inside is not small, why is it not bright?

The relationship between the two miraculously eased, and the driver also heaved a sigh of relief.

"That, cough!" Recalling the ups and downs of the wine tasting just now, and Teacher Yu Yu's words, Hu Youcai suddenly gained courage.

He tidied up his clothes, pretended to be calm and said, "Dad did not do well. Dad apologizes to you."

Little Hu Yaozu frightened the egg yolk cake in his hand.

"Your teacher talked to me before, and today Dad also realized his mistake." After summoning up the courage to speak, the next words seemed not so difficult, Hu Youcai said seriously, "But it's like the first time you learned English is the same, Dad is also the first time to be a dad, it is difficult, and it is inevitable to make mistakes. But Dad will change, forgive me, and give Dad another chance, okay?"

Hu Yaozu's little brain was overloaded by the huge amount of information, and it crashed after a while.

The child held back for a long time before crying: "But, I can't learn English anyway!"

Is it true that Dad will never change?

Hu Youcai: "..."

Damn, don't you have a smart brain?

Also learn analogy!