Chapter 645 Yaoyao stares at each other

Chapter 645 Yaoyao stares at each other

Talking about the development of the restaurant, Qi Tongwei's brows gradually relaxed, with a glimmer in his eyes: "My restaurant can be what it is today, and I have also struggled all the way. It started from a small shop on the street. I suffered a lot of cold eyes and persevered. I want to promote our Sichuan cuisine and let the whole world taste the heat behind this spicy food. It can be said that my life is not in vain." Wu Huifen listened quietly and sighed sincerely: "Tongwei, your persistence and ability are admired by my sister-in-law. If Lao Gao could see the current glory of Sichuan cuisine, he would be very relieved. He also craved this taste of his hometown when he was alive." Qi Tongwei stood up, paced in front of the window, and looked at the busy traffic outside the window: "You can stay here with peace of mind in the future. I have arranged for the profit of the restaurant. Fangfang should not delay her studies. If my sister-in-law wants to find something to do, the cultural heritage of the store is in short supply. Telling the story of our Sichuan cuisine can also add some flavor to the diners."

After that, Wu Huifen often went to the restaurant, set up a small table in a corner, put on the tea set that Gao Yuliang loved to use, and made friends over tea, slowly telling the diners the history of Sichuan cuisine, from the ancient ancestors of Bashu accidentally invented spicy seasoning to the modern Sichuan cuisine that integrated the characteristics of all corners of the country. Her words were gentle and the listeners were fascinated. Gao Fangfang also helped in the store and learned some management skills from Qi Tongwei. At first, she was shy and immature, but gradually she was infected by the lively atmosphere in the store and became more capable. She also came up with some new ideas from time to time, such as setting up a Sichuan cuisine exchange day for international students in the store, which attracted young people from all over the world to participate enthusiastically, and laughter echoed in the store.

Qi Tongwei shuttled through it, watching all this, as if he saw the fine lines of fate weaving a new pattern. The haze of the past had not dissipated, but it no longer covered the sky. He still went to the kitchen every morning, worked on new dishes with the chef in the afternoon, and welcomed guests in the evening, but he was accompanied by Wu Huifen and her daughter, which was a precious bond lost and regained after years of precipitation. The restaurant sign shone brightly in the afterglow of the sunset, reflecting the people coming and going in front of the store. Every table of steaming food seemed to be telling: no matter how many storms there are, there is always friendship and delicious food, which can continue to write a warm song in this cold and warm world, sung from generation to generation, and never end.

As night fell, the number of diners gradually decreased, and the lights in the restaurant were soft. Qi Tongwei, Wu Huifen and Gao Fangfang sat around to count the accounts. The beads on the abacus rang softly, the account numbers were clear, and the profits were steadily increasing. Qi Tongwei closed the account book and glanced at the two of them: "Today's revenue is good. Next month, I plan to hold a few free Sichuan cuisine teaching sessions in the community to give back to the neighbors and to gain popularity for the restaurant. What do you think?" Wu Huifen nodded in approval: "This is a good idea. It not only teaches cooking skills, but also warms people's hearts. Old Gao used to like to do some cultural popularization. If he knew, he would definitely support it." Gao Fangfang's eyes lit up: "Uncle Qi, I can be responsible for organizing young people to be volunteers to help decorate the venue and prepare ingredients. It will definitely be lively!" Qi Tongwei smiled and said, "Fangfang has grown up and has thoughtful ideas. That's it."

During the preparation period, Gao Fangfang was full of energy, dragging classmates and friends around, posting posters all over the streets, and promoting on social networks was also very successful, with applicants pouring in. On the day of teaching, the community square was crowded with people, and simple stoves were lined up. Qi Tongwei stood at the central demonstration table, with a kitchen knife in his hand flying, and the ingredients on the chopping board were instantly formed. He explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way, from seasoning ratios to stir-frying techniques, with witty remarks. Wu Huifen assisted by handing tools and supplementing instructions, calmly and elegantly. Gao Fangfang led the volunteers to shuttle through the crowd, distribute food samples, and maintain order, and was very busy. The participants were enthusiastic. When they learned how to make Mapo Tofu, they tasted the delicious food they cooked themselves for the first time. There were exclamations of surprise one after another. The neighborly friendship quickly heated up as the fireworks rose. Everyone sat around to taste the results. There was laughter one after another. The square seemed like a sea of ​​joy. The charm of Sichuan cuisine was like a bond that closely connected everyone. The media heard the news and arrived, recording this warm scene with flashing cameras. The restaurant became famous again and its reputation took root more deeply.

As free teaching activities were carried out one after another, the restaurant's reputation spread to surrounding cities, and even diners from other states drove here. The restaurant was often full and the reservation calls were overwhelming. Qi Tongwei decided to expand the store and personally selected the site and designed it. The new site is located in the renovated area of ​​the old warehouse by the river. It retains the industrial style framework and incorporates traditional elements such as bamboo weaving and facial makeup in Shu. The space is bright, the private rooms are staggered, and the kitchen has been expanded to twice its size. Intelligent equipment has been introduced to improve efficiency while strictly controlling quality. On the eve of the opening, Qi Tongwei took Wu Huifen and Gao Fangfang to stand in the lobby that had not yet been decorated. Looking around, he was full of emotion: "From a small street shop to this scale today, it's like a dream, thanks to you." Wu Huifen smiled: "It's you who are capable and lead everyone forward. Old Gao will be proud of you if he knows it in his grave." Gao Fangfang said excitedly: "Uncle Qi, the new restaurant will definitely be a big hit. In the future, I will also be like you and polish the Sichuan cuisine signboard even brighter!"

On the opening day, the red carpet was laid out, flower baskets were gathered, and celebrities, merchants, and gourmets from all walks of life gathered. The ribbon-cutting ceremony was magnificent. The store was full of fireworks and the wine was flowing. Qi Tongwei toasted and greeted each table, Wu Huifen greeted guests elegantly at the front desk, and Gao Fangfang led the service team to shuttle between the tables in an orderly manner. When it was late at night and the store was closed and counted, the profit figures were astonishing, and the employees cheered. However, Qi Tongwei walked alone to the corner of the kitchen and stared at an old photo. It was a photo of him and Gao Yuliang toasting in a street restaurant in the early years. The photo was yellowed, and the friendship was hot. He murmured silently: "Brother, a new journey has begun. I will keep your thoughts..." At this moment, the moonlight sprinkled on him through the skylight, as if it was a silent response from an old friend in the past. The road ahead is long, and the legend of Sichuan cuisine has opened a new and glorious page in this intertwined friendship. The chapter to be continued has already begun, full of hope.

The moonlight quietly disappeared into the dawn, and Qi Tongwei walked out of the kitchen, carrying the warm friendship in the old photos, locking his complex thoughts in his heart, and plunged into the hustle and bustle of the restaurant's new day. The front hall was bustling with diners, the shouts of the waiters, and the clashing of pots and bowls intertwined, like a melody of fireworks, covering up the moment of silence and deep remembrance in the kitchen last night.

At the same time, Hou Liangping's life trajectory also suddenly changed under the manipulation of fate. He resigned from his public office, and the prosecutor's uniform that once symbolized justice was carefully folded and stored at the bottom of the box, as if sealing a past that was full of passion but also full of exhaustion. When he first entered the business world, he brought with him some of the courage and acumen he had in investigating cases in the past, gathered his former classmates, and decided to make a name for himself in the catering industry. By chance, the group stepped into Qi Tongwei's Sichuan cuisine kingdom.

As Hou Liangping stepped into the store, his eyes darted around. The store had a strong Sichuan flavor and exquisite decorations, but his instinct as a former law enforcer made him smell a familiar yet strange atmosphere, as if there were a pair of eyes in the dark staring at him from afar.