He Daqing saw this and felt it was a pity. He Yuzhu was a very talented young man. He was strong, nimble, and very sensitive to taste. This was a rare talent in He Daqing's many years of cooking. He Daqing wanted to help him, but he knew that he couldn't rush it and had to take his time.

One day, He Daqing was picking vegetables in his yard. Seeing He Yuzhu coming home with an unhappy look on his face, he casually asked, "Xiao Zhuzi, what happened today?"

He Yuzhu looked up at He Daqing and said sullenly, "Hey, don't mention it. I was scolded by the chef again when I was cooking today. He said that I was slow and my knife skills were bad. I think I might as well quit!"

He Daqing smiled and said, "You are really impatient. What your master said makes sense. The most important thing for a chef is to be careful and steady. You are young and have plenty of time to learn. Why are you in such a hurry to give up?"

He Yuzhu was a little impatient after hearing this. "Whether I learn or not, I don't expect to be a chef anyway. As long as I have something to eat, it's fine."

He Daqing remained calm and continued, "Xiao Zhuzi, you can't say that. Have you ever thought that if you really learn this craft well, you will not only be able to support yourself in the future, but also become a role model for others, and even lead a good life with your whole family?"

He Yuzhu was stunned by what He Daqing said. He had never thought that the profession of chef could have such great potential. He scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Is it really like this?"

He Daqing nodded, "Of course. Whether you cook well or not depends entirely on yourself. If you are willing to learn, I can teach you some basic techniques to help you improve. As for whether you can become a master chef, that depends on yourself."

He Yuzhu began to waver. Although he didn't care on the surface, he knew in his heart that he was actually somewhat interested in cooking, but he had never seriously considered it before. He Daqing's proposal made him feel for the first time that maybe he could really change his life through this business.

So He Yuzhu decided to give it a try. He started to go to He Daqing's house every night after get off work to learn how to cook. At first, he only learned the simplest knife skills and heat control. He Daqing taught him step by step, patiently and carefully. He Yuzhu gradually found that cooking is actually a very interesting thing. Every small action may affect the final taste.

Under the guidance of He Daqing, He Yuzhu's cooking skills improved rapidly. His knife skills became more and more skilled, and his control of the heat became more and more precise. Gradually, he began to learn seasoning and try different cooking methods. All of this made him feel extremely novel and satisfied.

During this process, He Yuzhu's personality also changed quietly. He became less impatient, began to pay attention to details, and became more patient. Even his colleagues noticed his change, no longer doing things casually as before, but taking every dish seriously.

As time went by, He Yuzhu's cooking skills became more and more sophisticated. He began to gain some fame in the restaurant, and some old customers even specifically asked for his dishes. This made him feel extremely proud, and he knew that He Daqing had contributed to this.

One day, a big shot came to the restaurant. He was a businessman from the south. He had a picky taste and was quite picky about the food in Beijing. He came into the restaurant and ordered a Beijing-style Kung Pao Chicken. The person in charge of this dish was He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu knew that this dish was a test for him, so he followed the techniques taught by He Daqing and cooked it carefully step by step, from knife skills to heat, striving for perfection in every step. Finally, the dish was served.

The businessman took a bite, nodded, and then took a few more bites, with a satisfied smile on his face. He called the manager and asked, "Who made this dish?"

The manager replied: "It's our chef He Yuzhu."

The businessman praised: "Very good, the cooking is good and the taste is authentic. If I come to the capital in the future, I will come to eat your dishes again."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of pride. He finally realized that he was no longer a casual cook, but a real chef, a chef who could win the respect of others with his skills.

He Daqing saw this and was very pleased. He knew that He Yuzhu had found his own path, and his hard work and persistence had paid off. Although the road ahead was long, He Yuzhu already had the potential to become a top chef.

As time went by, He Yuzhu's status in the restaurant gradually improved, and he even had several apprentices. His name gradually spread in the food circle of Beijing, and more and more people came to taste his delicious food. And He Daqing continued to support him silently behind the scenes, and was sincerely happy for his every progress.

The neighbors in the courtyard are also happy for He Yuzhu. They have witnessed the growth of this young man and also seen hope and possibility from his story. He Yuzhu is no longer the kid who only knows how to fight and make trouble, but a man who can hold up the sky.

He Yuzhu's reputation gradually spread in the catering circle of Beijing, but for He Daqing, this period was not his happiest time. He watched He Yuzhu move towards success step by step, and his heart was filled with not only relief, but also a trace of unspeakable depression.

Every morning, He Daqing gets up early and cleans and tidies up the yard as usual. While sweeping the floor, he unconsciously recalls the glorious days of his youth. Back then, he also started as a kitchen apprentice step by step, and eventually became a famous chef with his unremitting efforts and persistence in food. However, those glorious days are gradually fading away, leaving only the marks left on him by the years.

He Daqing watched He Yuzhu grow up, feeling happy but also a little disappointed. He Daqing understood that with the rise of He Yuzhu, his position in the restaurant was also quietly changing. Although He Yuzhu always respectfully called him "Master", he knew that he was no longer the master chef who controlled everything.

Sometimes, he would sit in the yard, smoking alone and gazing at the night sky. What flashed through his mind was not only his teachings to He Yuzhu, but also his lost youth. He recalled the ambition he had when he first arrived in Beijing, and the days when he worked hard in the kitchen every day to prove himself. At that time, he was young and full of hope and ambition for the future. However, as time went by, all this became blurred. Now, although he has rich experience and achievements, he seems to have lost the passion he had at the beginning.

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