Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

The woman raised her head and smiled: "Hello, my name is White Widow. I heard that you have a good restaurant here. I would like to ask you some cooking questions. Invite her into the courtyard: "Please come in, Ms. White, we can chat here."

After sitting down, the White Widow got straight to the point: "I used to run a restaurant, but the business was not good. I heard that you are very good at cooking, so I would like to ask for some experience and skills."

He Daqing responded with a smile: "Ms. Bai, cooking is an art that requires constant learning and innovation. Do you have any specific questions?"

A hint of hesitation flashed through the eyes of the White Widow, and then she said, "I always feel that my dishes lack some special taste, and I can never satisfy my guests. Do you have any suggestions?"

He Daqing thought for a while and answered seriously: "The key to every dish is to make it with care. First of all, the ingredients should be fresh to ensure the basic taste of the dish. Secondly, the control of the heat is also very important. Different dishes require different heat. In addition, the combination of seasonings is also key. You might as well try some different combinations, which may bring new inspiration. Thoughtfully: "Thank you for your suggestions, I will try to improve it. The White Widow came to He Daqing's restaurant again, and this time she brought a dish she made by herself. He Daqing took the dish, looked at it, smelled it, and then carefully tasted it. The White Widow looked at He Daqing nervously, waiting for his evaluation.

"It tastes good, much better than last time." He Daqing said with a smile, "You have made great progress in the use of seasonings."

The White Widow breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Thank you for your guidance. Without your advice, I would not have made such great progress." "You're welcome. We are all people who love cooking, and we should learn from each other."

Since then, the White Widow often came to He Daqing to ask for advice on cooking, and the two gradually became familiar with each other. The White Widow's cooking skills continued to improve, and her restaurant business gradually improved. The guests praised her dishes.

One night, He Daqing and Bai Guafu were researching new dishes together in the kitchen of the courtyard. Bai Guafu suddenly asked, "He Daqing, why are you so passionate about cooking?" "Cooking is not only a means of making a living, but also an art of life. Every dish is the result of my hard work. I feel very fulfilled when I can bring happiness and satisfaction to others. A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes: "You are right. I used to be so busy making a living that I forgot the original intention of cooking. Your words made me regain my love for cooking." "I am also very happy to be able to help you. Remember,"

There was a firm light in the white widow's eyes: "Thank you, He Daqing, I will always remember your words."

A few months later, the White Widow's restaurant had become a popular local restaurant, and her dishes were well-liked by the guests. She came to He Daqing's restaurant again and brought a new dish that she had carefully prepared.

"He Daqing, this is a new dish I created. Please try it." The White Widow handed over the dish with a smile.

He Daqing took the dish, tasted it carefully, and nodded: "It tastes very good, Ms. Bai, your cooking skills are already very good."

The White Widow smiled happily: "This is all thanks to your guidance and help. Without you, I would not be where I am today."

He Daqing shook his head: "It is your hard work and persistence that have made you achieve what you have today. I just gave you some advice."

The White Widow said gratefully: "No matter what, I am very grateful to you. I hope we can continue to communicate and make progress together."

He Daqing nodded in agreement: "Of course, we are all cooking enthusiasts, we learn from each other and make progress together. He Daqing and the White Widow became good partners in cooking, and they often exchanged experiences and shared their insights. He Daqing felt very gratified because he not only helped the White Widow regain her love for cooking, but also gained new enlightenment and inspiration in the process.

As time went by, He Daqing's restaurant became more and more famous, and the courtyard became more and more lively. However, as his reputation grew, He Daqing also encountered more challenges and tests. One day, a tall man in a suit walked into He Daqing's restaurant. He said his surname was Li and he was a representative of a large catering group.

Mr. Li was waiting in the lobby of the hotel. When He Daqing heard that a distinguished guest was coming, he came out to greet him in person: "Hello, Mr. Li, how can I help you?"

Mr. Li smiled and handed over his business card. "Mr. He Daqing, I am the manager of the Li's Catering Group. Our group is very interested in your restaurant and would like to cooperate with you. We are even interested in purchasing your restaurant. We can discuss the specific conditions in detail. He was slightly shocked. He knew that the Li's Catering Group was a giant in the industry. To be favored by them was undoubtedly a recognition of his restaurant, but he also understood that selling the restaurant meant losing his hard work and dreams.

He Daqing said politely with a serious expression: "Mr. Li, thank you very much for your recognition of our hotel. But I'm sorry, I'm not interested in selling the hotel."

Mr. Li's smile froze a little. "Mr. He, you may not understand our sincerity. We are willing to pay a high price to buy your restaurant, and we will also retain your operating rights and let you continue to manage the restaurant. What do you think?"

He Daqing knew that such an offer would be a temptation that many people could not refuse, but he was firm in his belief: "Mr. Li, thank you again for your kindness. Although my restaurant is not big, it is my hard work and the hope of the neighbors in the courtyard. I can't give it up for the sake of profit."

Seeing He Daqing's firm attitude, Mr. Li looked a little unhappy: "Mr. He, please reconsider it. Our group's strength and resources can help you make the hotel bigger and stronger. This is a win-win opportunity."

He Daqing still shook his head: "Mr. Li, the success of a hotel is not only about scale and profit, but also about the emotions and heritage between neighbors. I don't want the hotel to become a cold commercial machine."

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Mr. Li said coldly: "Okay, Mr. He, I respect your choice. But please remember that our door is always open for you. If you change your mind, you can contact me at any time."

After Mr. Li left, He Daqing stood at the door of the restaurant with mixed feelings. He knew that rejecting such an opportunity might mean giving up the possibility of rapid development, but he did not regret his decision. For him, the restaurant is not just a business, but also a bond between him and his Siheyuan neighbors, and his love and pursuit of culinary art.