Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

Thinking about this, He Daqing suddenly felt an inexplicable loneliness. This feeling was particularly evident in the dead of night. He tried hard to regain his past passion and hope for life, but an inescapable feeling of fatigue surged in his heart.

The next morning, He Daqing got up early as usual. He knew that today was another busy day, and no matter how unwell he was, he still had to go to the restaurant to help out. He didn't want He Yuzhu to notice his physical condition, so as not to cause him more trouble. After washing up, He Daqing cooked a bowl of porridge, ate a few bites reluctantly, and prepared to go out.

Just as he reached the door, He Yuzhu happened to come back from outside with a few bags of herbs in his hands. Seeing He Daqing, he immediately asked with concern: "Master, did you not sleep well last night? I just went to the pharmacy to buy you some herbs for regulating your stomach. You can make some soup first to nourish your stomach."

He Daqing was stunned, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He forced a smile and said, "Xiao Zhuzi, don't bother yourself. It's not a big deal. My old problem won't cause any trouble."

He Yuzhu said seriously: "Master, please don't say that. Health is the most important thing. I know you don't like to trouble others, but I can't watch you suffer. Let's take good care of ourselves today and don't work too hard."

He Daqing looked at He Yuzhu's concerned expression, and felt touched, but also a little helpless. He knew that He Yuzhu had good intentions, but his illness had accumulated over many years, and it would be difficult to cure it with just a few packets of herbs. However, he still nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you today, let's cook this medicine."

He Yuzhu smiled with satisfaction when he heard this. He quickly went to the kitchen and started working. Not long after, he brought a bowl of steaming hot medicinal soup, which exuded a faint medicinal fragrance. He Daqing took it and drank a sip. He found that although the taste was a bit bitter, it made his stomach feel much better.

"Master, your health is our foundation. Only when you are in good health can our store be supported." He Yuzhu said half-jokingly.

He Daqing felt a little warm in his heart as he drank the medicine soup. Although he was old and not in good health, he felt that his life was worthwhile to have a disciple like He Yuzhu who was thoughtful and considerate. He put down the bowl and said softly, "Xiao Zhuzi, you only care about your master, and I also care about you. We are master and disciple, and I am lucky to have a disciple like you."

He Yuzhu was filled with emotion after hearing this. He knew that his master had devoted all his efforts to his growth over the years. Now that his master was ill, he felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. "Master, you are the most important person in my life. Let's go on together."

He Daqing nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. This emotional resonance made him feel a little less lonely. Although he knew that his physical condition was slowly deteriorating, at this moment, he felt that he was not alone.

In the following days, He Yuzhu paid more attention to the health of his chef. Every time he cooked, he would take the initiative to let He Daqing rest more, and he would try to take on more kitchen work. Although He Daqing didn't say anything on the surface, he felt He Yuzhu's intentions in his heart, and he felt relieved and a little melancholy. He knew that He Yuzhu wanted him to relax a little, but it also made him realize that his role in the restaurant was slowly changing.

One night, He Daqing was sorting out the menu in the restaurant when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. His face changed and he quickly held onto the table, trying to control the pain. He Yuzhu happened to pass by and saw that the chef looked a little off. He immediately stepped forward to hold him and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you? Is your stomach hurting again?"

He Daqing forced a smile and whispered, "It's okay, it's an old problem, it will be fine after a while."

He Yuzhu was not careless and immediately picked up his phone to call a doctor. He Daqing quickly stopped him and said, "No need to call a doctor. It will be fine in a while. Don't make a fuss."

He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, and finally put down his phone, but his face was full of worry: "Master, you can't do this, how about we go to the hospital for a check-up?"

He Daqing shook his head and insisted, "Xiao Zhuzi, I know my body well. The hospital can't find any serious problems. Don't worry, I know how to treat it."

He Yuzhu knew that his master was always stubborn and didn't want to say anything more, so he had to agree. However, he secretly decided in his heart that he must find an opportunity to persuade his master and not let him drag it on any longer.

A few days later, He Yuzhu took a day off and accompanied He Daqing to visit the old Chinese doctor. The old Chinese doctor was He Daqing's friend for many years and was very familiar with his physical condition. After a careful pulse diagnosis and examination, the old Chinese doctor prescribed some medicine and told He Daqing to take it on time and pay attention to diet and rest.

On the way home, He Daqing looked at He Yuzhu's slightly tired face and felt a little sad. He knew that he was getting older and the burden on He Yuzhu's shoulders was getting heavier, but he didn't want to drag his apprentice down, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

"Master, don't think too much. The most important thing is to take good care of your health." He Yuzhu said softly while driving.

He Daqing nodded and sighed, "Xiao Zhuzi, don't worry, I will pay close attention. After so many years, the most important thing between us as master and apprentice is this friendship. I don't have any other wishes, I just hope that you can keep going and carry forward our craft."

He Yuzhu felt the deep affection in his master's words, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that his master's wish was not only for him to succeed, but more importantly for the inheritance to continue. This made him more determined to make sure that his master's hard work would be rewarded no matter what.

Since then, He Yuzhu has been running the restaurant more attentively, taking care of every detail and putting more effort into every dish. He knows that his master's health is gradually deteriorating, and he must take over his master's burden and support the future of this family and the restaurant.

However, even in this situation, He Daqing still insisted on going to the restaurant every day. He always felt that he was at ease when he stayed in the kitchen. Although he no longer worked in person like before, he still liked to watch He Yuzhu busying around and occasionally give some suggestions. This feeling comforted him a little, as if he had not been completely abandoned by the years.