Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

In any case, the parent-child chorus in kindergarten is finally over.

The moment he stepped off the stage, Liao Chu suddenly felt his shoulders loosen, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

In just a few days, it seems like a lifetime away!

After the performance, everyone changed into casual clothes and went to the lobby to rest.

The place has been decorated for a long time, and the self-service dining area and rest area are divided in detail.

There is a dance floor in the middle, and if anyone is interested, they can still dance for a while.

Parents can take the opportunity to socialize, and children can also let go of playing, and they are very thoughtful.

After tossing for a long time, everyone is a little tired.

Especially some ladies, who pay more attention to their image, have been on a diet since last night, and they are already hungry at this moment, so they take cakes and fruits to eat.

Guoguo pointed to the pastry area on the central dining table, excitedly, "Uncle made it!"

She is simply the most enviable child in the class!

All day yesterday, Liao Kee restaurant was closed.

Up and down, even the boss and the employees are working overtime to make pastries.

Early this morning, Liao Chu brought more than 30 flavors of pastries.

He placed the business card of Liao Kee restaurant high on the table.

At the bottom, colorful and cute animal-shaped cards are placed within easy reach of the children, and the information of Liao Kee restaurant is also printed on the reverse side.

good results.

Most of the parents who come here are successful in their careers. Whether it is daily needs or business dealings, they will use a lot of pastries.

Some tasted a few pieces by the way, or saw that their children had eaten well, so they took a business card.

The children were attracted by the cute cartoons, holding the cakes in one hand and the pictures in the other.

"Mr. Liao?"

Liuxi's family of three came over.

It was Mrs. Liu who spoke. She came here specially to take a video with her husband and daughter today.

Liao Chu greeted them, "Qianqian sang really well today."

The little girl is very angry.

For parents, it is far more effective to praise their children than to praise them.

Liuxi and his wife are not immune either.

Mrs. Liu smiled and touched her daughter's head, "Thank you Uncle Liao."

"Thank you uncle!" Qianqian said loudly, her voice resonant.

She really deserves to be a girl who can perform wild horses.

Guoguo tugged at the corner of Liao Chu's clothes, "Uncle, what about me, what about me?"

Why did you praise other children first?

The child is old enough to know how to be jealous.

Liao Chu laughed, "Guoguo is also great."

Guoguo was satisfied with this.

"This child is so cute," Mrs. Liu said with a smile, "By the way, I'm here, I have something to trouble you..."

When she was talking, Liu Xi winked at Liao Chu, and was a little smug.

Liao Chu understood in seconds.

Business cooperation!

Liu Xi said before that his wife was there for the celebration.

Just last month, a pair of unmarried couples with special identities found her and said they wanted to hold a small wedding.

The reason why it is special is that the unmarried man and woman are almost 70 years old.

They are born in the 50s.

In that special era, many things that now seem to have come naturally have to face huge obstacles that ordinary people can't imagine.

The woman's ancestors had done a lot of business and had quite a fortune.

If it is placed now, it will be the Bai Fumei that everyone admires.

But in that era, he became a capitalist that everyone avoided and would be liquidated.

The man's family is also miserable.

Their family was originally a high-level intellectual, and later, they were knocked down in a series of liquidation campaigns...

By chance, a down-and-out boy and girl who were only teenagers at that time ran into each other while sheltering from the rain outside the same bakery.

With just one glance, fate is made by nature.

But the environment at that time was too bad.

These two families were already walking on thin ice, and their lives were trembling.

If there is one more in-law with the same composition and background, it will be impossible to survive.

But sincere feelings are never something human can compete with.

The young man and woman who were passionately in love were still cautious and communicated secretly.

A slip of paper passed secretly, a look in the eyes thrown across the crowd, are like a ray of sweetness in the bitter water, supporting them to go on.

Until the man's family was imprisoned in the cowshed, and the woman was thrown to the Northwest for reform.

So far, the two have been separated from each other, and there is no news at all.

In the long years to come, they turned their longing for each other into hot words, taking advantage of the night, avoiding the crowd, and quietly weaving letters.

Letter after letter was written, sometimes without ink, sometimes without paper.

So they used ashes for ink, bark for paper, and slowly built a large box.

Imagine that one day we will meet again and give each other.

But the wait was too long.

The ensuing years were not short of turmoil.

Later, the woman was transferred to another area, and the man who knew foreign languages ​​was also transferred to the front line as an interpreter because of the later war.

By the time everything went smoothly, it was already the 80s.

The new wind of openness has blown all over the country, and countless grievances have been washed away.

The man was finally able to buy the ticket in a dignified manner, and when he went to the address that he had missed countless times in his memory, he was told:

Although the woman was rehabilitated, she could no longer go back to her hometown because of the policy.

The local village chief took a fancy to her and forced her to be his daughter-in-law.

The girl resolutely refused and ran away overnight.

In the following decades, the man embarked on a long journey of searching for people.

He once published in the newspaper, and also tried his best to contact the old friend who had intersected with the lover, trying to find her whereabouts.

But the girl was very cautious, and she was afraid of dragging others down, so before she ran away, she really didn't reveal any rumors.

The man searched and searched, from youth to middle age, and from middle age to old age, but there was no result, and he never gave up.

Until two years ago, he was introduced to participate in a family-hunting activity held by a TV station, and finally found the former her.

The former boys and girls are now gray-haired and wrinkled.

But the eyes they looked at each other were still full of hot love.

Under everyone's gaze, the two held hands and embraced for the first time in their lives.

This love spanning more than half a century finally sees the light of day.

After hearing this story, even Liao Chu, who never believed in love, was quite moved.

He was about to speak when he heard a loud sob.

Looking down, Guoguo burst into tears.

"Wooooow, grandpa and grandma are so pitiful!"

She is still young and doesn't know anything about sports and history, nor does she understand the so-called love.

But decades of separation and reunion still gave her a strong shock.

Liao Chu suddenly remembered a sentence Uncle Song said before:

"People who are talented in music tend to have strong empathy."

He wiped the little girl's tears, "It's all fine now."

Guoguo blew her nose forcefully, with tears in her eyes, "But, but..."

But I still feel so pitiful!

Mrs. Liu said in surprise, "This child is really sharp."

Look at your own:

Qianqian was burying her head in the binge eating, when she noticed her mother's gaze, she raised her head in a daze, half of her face was covered with scum.

"What's the matter?"

Mrs. Liu: "...let's eat yours."

They are all children, why is there such a difference?

It was the child's father, although it was the second time he had heard this story, his eyes were still slightly red.

After Liao Chu comforted Guoguo, Mrs. Liu continued.

"The two old people came to me some time ago and said they wanted to hold a traditional Chinese wedding. They asked for four kinds of dim sum, peach cake, pea yellow cake, jujube flower cake and mung bean cake."

Insiders watch the doorway, laymen watch the fun.

As soon as he heard the name of the dim sum, Liao Chu had a rough idea of ​​the customer's image and taste:

Traditional, sophisticated, with excellent tasting ability.

He nodded, "These four snacks are fine, but you should have a regular partner, right?"

Mrs. Liu said: "Indeed, but those two old people don't want to make a fuss, and they don't have any living relatives anymore, so the amount they need is very little..."

The two have never been married, and their parents are either separated or hard to find, or have passed away long ago.

The surviving brothers and sisters and those who secretly helped them back then are only a handful of people.

The scale of the celebrations she had done in the past were all medium-to-large scale, with at least dozens of guests and relatives and friends, and thousands of pastries used.

But this time, the number of pastries needed is too small, and the difficulty is great. Few stores make these four kinds at the same time.

After separation, the number was even more inconspicuous, and several companies that often cooperate refused to accept.

Before returning to Qingjiang City, she also contacted two small Internet celebrity retro-style pastry studios, and the taste of one of them did not meet the requirements of the two elderly people.

After all, it was because of the family background that they could be labeled as bad ingredients in that era.

In other words, both old men have high eyesight.

Now, after half a century of hard work, the pain has finally come to an end, and I am more and more unwilling to let it go.

Another family asked to edit the wedding video into their advertising video, but the two elderly people disagreed.

Mrs. Liu felt that this story was really touching, and she wanted to make it perfect for them. When she came back, she asked her husband to find a way together.

Then Liu Xi recommended Liao Chu.

It happened that Qingye Kindergarten held a parent-child chorus, and it was Liao Chu who provided the cakes.

Mrs. Liu tasted several of the Chinese pastries carefully, and decided to cooperate with him on the spot.

She organizes ceremonies all the year round, and has eaten countless Chinese and Western pastries, famous and unknown, with mixed reviews.

But what she ate today was perfect.

She can even taste the affection for customers from it.

After listening to the ins and outs, Liao Chu looked at Liu Xi, "I haven't had a chance to take care of your wife's business, but let you take care of me instead."

Liu Xi just laughed, "Mutual benefit! But if you have any good food in the future, you have to think about us!"

Have something to eat? !

Qianqian immediately raised her head, "Thinking of us!"

Liao Chu also laughed, "Definitely."

Mrs. Liu: "..."

What kind of relatives are these!

I'm just a tool for you to eat, hum!

After returning to the restaurant in the afternoon, there was another teary person.

"It's really pitiful, but it's also very touching..."

Yu Yu sniffed desperately.

After all, he is an adult, and it is a bit embarrassing to cry in public.

It doesn't matter if he eyes red, Guoguo on the opposite side sheds tears.

Liao Chu looked at the two pairs of rabbit eyes, one big and one small, and it was both miserable and funny.

Since moving to Luyuan District, Yu Yu, like other regular customers, regards Liao Kee Restaurant as his own canteen.

And the happiest one is Guoguo.

Because my uncle has to work in the back kitchen, she often has to play by herself during the waiting period before the meal, which is inevitably boring.

But now it's different!

Teacher Yuyu is here!

Liao Chu took out a few tissues and handed them over, "Isn't this the reward after suffering? It's something to be happy about."

Yu Yu wiped his face quickly, and said in a strong nasal voice, "But I'm still very touched!"

Half a century!

What a tough emotion it takes to withstand so many hardships.

Guoguo wiped it as if washing her face, making her face covered in confetti.

"Can Guoguo go?"

Liao Chu was startled, "Do you want to go?"

Guoguo nodded and said seriously, "I want to hug my grandparents."

Liao Chu's heart softened.

"Then uncle, turn around and ask."

******

Peach Crisp, Pea Yellow, Jujube Flower Crisp, Mung Bean Cake.

The seemingly simple four pastries actually have a lot to offer.

Two crisps and two cakes, the former is crisp but not brittle, and the latter melts in the mouth, both of which are demanding snacks.

In fact, there are many on the market outside, and it is very easy to buy.

But most of the tastes are not authentic, or the technology is not good enough, and there is always such a thing.

Liu Xi was very touched by this.

"I went to Beijing to sign a sale in the early years. At that time, I rushed to a pastry shop that was very popular. I wanted to try the legendary delicious pastry, but it turned out..."

The result is that I have not touched the second time so far.

When someone mentioned it later, he instinctively recalled the bland taste in his mouth at that time, and always felt that those kinds of pastries were not delicious.

But since Liao Chu did it, he thinks he can still save it!

If you want Liao Chu to say, as a cook, you either don't have a signboard;

But since he dared to put up a pretense, he had to show it.

Otherwise, not only the reputation of the store will be damaged, but even the pastry will be innocently involved.

Nothing else matters, but to make pea yellow, the flower pea in Zhangjiakou must be the best.

Qingjiang City did not.

Liao Chu called the supplier he knew.

When the other party heard that he wanted to spend peas, he immediately understood, "Do you want to make pea yellow? Leave me a few dollars!"

Liao Chu said: "Yes, but I am now..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party continued: "Qingjiang City, right? I'll go there and it's over!"

Those who supply ingredients basically have a special obsession with eating.

Nowadays, there are not many pea yellows that can be imported on the market. As long as they can be eaten, what is the point of traveling hundreds of kilometers?

Yu Yu who was next to him was very surprised when he heard this.

Flower peas?

Aren't all peas the same?

Liao Chu saw his doubts and took the initiative to explain:

"Ingredients are like people. Different varieties have different characteristics, and even the same variety has subtle differences in taste because of differences in planting areas, sunlight, sunlight, and precipitation."

Oranges grown in Huainan are oranges, while oranges grown in Huaibei are oranges.

Yu Yu suddenly realized, "It's like teaching students in accordance with their aptitude!"

To cook food, it is natural to choose the best matching ingredients.

Thinking about it this way, yes.

Just like he used to eat lotus root, some are crisper and some are softer.

Liao Chu thought for a while, and then simply sent a message in the WeChat group of the three:

"Recently, there are peach cakes, pea yellow cakes, jujube flower cakes and mung bean cakes."

Anyway, if you are doing it, then make more, at least for regular customers and friends to try.

A few minutes later, Bai He sent back a message:

"He booked a ticket."

A traditional pastry tasting conference quietly took shape.

"Boss, boss, I heard that you are going to make new pastries? The ones that are not for sale?"

Ji Peng and Chi Jiajia stopped Liao Chu who was about to go to the back kitchen.

Liao Chu: "...how do you know?"

He hasn't announced it yet.

No, this matter will not be announced to the public at all.

The two looked at Uncle Song together.

Uncle Song immediately turned his head to look at the sky and the earth, but he didn't look at this side.

Liao Chu laughed angrily at him.

The old man took the young man as a gunman.

Regardless of his age, he has good ears and eyes!

I guess the old man overheard me talking to Yu Yu and the others just now.

He was too embarrassed to ask himself, so he secretly encouraged others to talk.

Ji Peng and Chi Jiajia looked at each other, and after thinking about it, they looked at Uncle Song with condemnation in their eyes:

You are so old, how can you do this?

Uncle Song coughed dryly and said with a sneer, "So what kind of pastry is it?"

Ji Peng and Chi Jiajia were taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Liao Chu:

Yeah, what kind of pastry is that?Why are you still so mysterious?

The more this is the case, the more delicious it must be, so you must not miss it.

Even Mr. Li at the same table silently cast curious eyes.

Liao Chu had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll call you when the time comes, but don't say it outside."

Those types are either too labor-intensive, or suitable raw materials are scarce, and he does not want to sell them publicly for the time being.

Ji Peng and Chi Jiajia clapped their hands together and said "yeah!"

Happy today, get!

"Let's form a group," Chi Jiajia said mysteriously, "The boss won't need to notify each one."

"That's right, that's right," Ji Peng said in agreement, "From now on, it will be a welfare group for our old diners."

Liao Chu's face showed a rare shock:

No, wait a minute, who promised you the future?

Ji Peng replied confidently:

"I'm a senior in high school, and I need tonic!"

Liao Chu's answer was full of cruelty:

"see a visitor out."

Ji Peng: "..."

Hey, come here, abuse the seedlings of the motherland!

A few minutes later, Liao Chu received an invitation to join the group.

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"Liao Kee Restaurant Dharma Guardian Group".

Liao Chu: "..."

The indecent group has increased again.

The group leader, Ji Peng, pulled in several acquaintances:

Sunset Red Group, Aunt Zhao, Chi Jiajia, Hu Shun, Zhi Zhi.

Of course, there is also his father.

There are a total of eight people who once supported the sky at the beginning of the opening of Liao Kee Restaurant, and continued to create amazing consumption.

He decided not to increase the number of people in this group in the future.

After announcing that there may be an evaluation meeting on the inside of pastries in the near future, everyone said that they did a good job.

Only Zhizhi wept bitterly:

A few days ago, she had something to go back to her hometown, and she couldn't get away temporarily!

Everyone said:

"It's okay, we will taste it for you!"

Zhizhi gave her middle finger, and then she discovered "Hua Dian":

"Why are there two surnamed Ji?"

One sentence awakened the dreamer, and the members protested:

"My good fellow, this is a blatant use of power for personal gain!"

"That is, it occupies a quarter of the quota, which is not fair."

So Ji Peng immediately exercised the power of the group leader:

All are banned.

Everyone: "..."

Oh shit!