Film and TV: What does it have to do with me if the script is bad?

He stopped talking after that and looked around the restaurant. In "Kuang Du", Liang's father-in-law's Fenghelou was much bigger than this one, but its reputation could not compare to that of Yan Hu. From the moment he entered the door until now, Chu He had been hearing a constant stream of praises, admiration, and calls to friends. It seemed that this Master Yan Hu was indeed worthy of his reputation. Wendy did a very good job this time, and he would have to reward her well for the night when he got back.

Yan Qingqing glanced at Chu He with a little dissatisfaction. She had a bad impression of this rude guy. Even if he was handsome, it would not work. She was a beautiful woman, but he glanced at her and then stopped looking at her, as if the tables, chairs and benches in her hotel were more attractive than her.

There are countless people who come to pursue me on a daily basis. Although many of them have ulterior motives and are after my property, I am not blind and can still tell the good from the bad. What I fear most are some people of the same generation as my grandfather who would drag their grandchildren and nephews and force them to go on a blind date with me. I cannot avoid them, and I cannot offend them. Some of them are old customers, and some are even fellow experts.

Look, women are so contradictory. If you stare at her too closely, she will call you a hooligan and a pervert. If you ignore her, she will blame you for being unromantic. All women are like this, no matter they are fat or thin, beautiful or ugly. So men must pursue women with a firm goal, even if there are two or more targets at the same time, but never fall in love with every woman you meet. That's not being Aquaman, that's asking for trouble, unless you are a ***.

But Yan Hu was very satisfied with Chu He's attitude. People who are learning skills should avoid having close contact with their master's family. You are neither an apprentice nor a direct disciple, so why should you be so close? Apprentices who cannot tell the distance will often be treated coldly by their masters, and their masters will not teach them wholeheartedly, and will be sent away casually after a while, and they will not learn any real skills.

It was the same in "The Grandmaster". Apprentices only paid tuition to learn skills. If the master had something going on, he would throw you out without hesitation. Even if there was a war and killing outside, those who could stay in the master's house were all disciples who were willing to work hard for the master.

Yan Hu was very arrogant. Many people came to greet him, but only a few of them got a response from him.

Yan Hu led Chu He to the kitchen. After turning a corner, a bustling scene appeared before their eyes. Different from the quietness of Japanese and Western restaurants, the Chinese kitchen was like a war. The constant orders given by the head chef, the shouting of the head cook, the scolding of the chopping board master, and the waiters and apprentices running around timidly intertwined into a picture full of fireworks.

When they saw Yan Hu coming in, everyone, whether they had something to do or not, saluted him. Even the chef took the time to turn his head to show his respect.

"Master, why are you here?" A tall, fat white chef walked forward. He was wearing a black chef robe with a dragon tattoo on it, and the chef hat on his head was the tallest in the place.

"The Kung Pao Chicken in the second kitchen is overcooked. I have told you many times that you can't rush the cooking time. If the front hall is too busy to rush the orders, just let them wait. If they can't wait, don't eat. Don't ruin the dish just to rush the orders." Yan Hu answered the question irrelevantly, and the fat chef followed him closely.

"Who cooked this beef? The soup is too bland."

"Is this a sculpture of a phoenix or a pheasant? Throw it away! Whoever carved it should go back and practice on his own for another month. When it's fully formed, you can get started."

"Why is this walnut butter so dark in color?"

Yan Hu walked from beginning to end and found some faults in every place. The fat chef behind him was taking notes and nodding.

After walking out of the kitchen and entering an office, Yan Hu turned around and introduced the fat chef: "This is Mr. Zhuo, who is here to learn from me. He can use my backyard operation room at any time. You can purchase all the materials and utensils together."

Then he pointed at the fat chef and said, "This is my second apprentice, Wang Dong. He has 7% of my true skills. The rest is just accumulating experience. When I'm not around, you can always look for him if you have anything. When you come, just use the employee passage in the backyard. Do I need a dormitory prepared for you?"

Chu He shook his head and said, "Teacher Yan, you can call me Xiao Zhuo or Jianqing. Master Wang, my name is Zhuo Jianqing. Please take care of me in the future. I have my own place to live, so I don't need a dormitory anymore."

Holding Chu He's hand, Wang Dong said with a smile: "No problem, if you have anything to say, just tell me, don't be polite to me."

Yan Hu sat on the sofa calmly and said calmly: "Xiao Zhuo, learning cooking is very hard and tiring. Even if you spend money and have a good foundation, you still have to endure the hardships. After all, learning cooking is not just about appearance. The most important thing is the word "meaning".

It may be a bit boring in the early stage, I hope you can stick to it, but I believe that with your foundation it shouldn't be a problem, the rest depends on diligence and understanding, which I can't teach, it's entirely up to you. "

Chu He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Teacher Yan, I will do as you tell me."

Yan Hu looked at his watch and said, "I won't teach you anything today. I'll just let you recognize people and roads. You also need to prepare a set of knives and work clothes of your own. If you can't get them, you can ask Wang Dong to prepare some ready-made ones for you. However, they may not be suitable for you. I personally suggest that you choose a set that you like and are comfortable with.

As for work clothes, you can buy whatever you want. After all, you don’t have to show up in public, so just be comfortable.”

Chu He nodded in satisfaction. Although Yan Hu was a bit arrogant, he was straightforward and spoke openly about his good and bad points.

"Okay, then starting from tomorrow, I will only teach you for an hour and a half every day, and we will meet here at 1 am." After Yan Hu said this, he stood up and was about to leave, and Chu He hurriedly followed.

But Wang Dong was anxious: "Master, why are you in such a hurry to leave? There must be a lot of people in the front hall who heard you were coming and blocked the way. If you leave, Qingqing will be left with nothing to explain."

Yan Hu said nonchalantly, "If you want to block me, go ahead. I owe them. Qingqing is a stubborn girl. She insists on modern management. An old restaurant is an old restaurant. Eat if you like or not, get out of here as soon as possible. I still need their money. I've spoiled them!"

After saying that, he ignored Wang Dong's persuasion, strode out of the back door, and left without looking back.

Wang Dong, who stayed where he was, was extremely embarrassed. Chu He smiled upon seeing this. Wang Dong said, "In the old days, the masters were all served. Some customers who came to ask for favors either paid money, or looked at their reputation, or just tried their luck. If they were in a good mood, they would cook a few, but if they were in a bad mood, no one would be able to help them."

Chu He felt deeply touched. He had met more such masters than Wang Dong. It was no exaggeration to say that in the early days of the Republic of China, anyone who could be called a master was more difficult to serve than an actor in a theater. Some of them had three wives and four concubines, as well as maids and nannies. However, their skills were real. Unfortunately, with the changes of the times, too many things disappeared in the long river of history.

Chu He nodded in approval, exchanged a few simple pleasantries with Wang Dong, and then said goodbye. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard a voice behind him: "Uncle Dong, where is my grandfather?"

"gone."

"Gone?! There is a table of foreign guests outside the door who came to visit us, and our district leaders are also accompanying them. How can grandpa leave?" Yan Qingqing's voice suddenly rose, and her crisp voice sounded a little sharp.

Wang Dong said in embarrassment: "You know your grandfather's temper. Even eight oxen can't pull him back."

"What should I do? I have already praised it. What if the district leaders are dissatisfied and take down the sign of our star store? Our business will be greatly affected." Yan Qingqing's voice sounded a little tearful.

Wang Dong quickly persuaded them, "Let me do it. They are just a few foreigners. They can't tell us anything good. If the district leaders are not satisfied afterwards, you can just ask your father to come forward."

"Uncle Dong, you have to use all your strength!"

"Don't worry, girl. You've been eating the meals I cooked for more than 20 years. Is there any meal that isn't delicious?" Wang Dong assured, patting his chest.

"Uncle Dong, I'm only 23 years old, is what you said appropriate..." Yan Qingqing said resentfully.

"Ha, I'm so confused. I can't even talk at 40. It should be almost 20 years, right? Stop talking and go back to the kitchen to work."

The noise in the yard gradually faded away. Chu He, who was standing outside the door, shook his head and smiled, then lit a cigarette. Before he could take two puffs, Mini had already stopped in front of him. Wendy's little face poked out, "Let's smoke in the car. Cars are not allowed in here."

Chu He got into the car and opened the window. The smoke was blown away by the wind: "You were not allowed in, so how did you get in?"

Wendy looked ahead. It was a slightly wider cobblestone road, just wide enough for one car to pass through. "A pack of cigarettes and a charming smile. Luckily, I'm pretty and I promised to come out soon. I was going to cheat and wait for you inside, but I didn't expect you to come out just in time."

Chu He looked at it with interest and said jokingly, "That security guard made a lot of money. The beauty Wendy's smile is something that ordinary people don't get to see, not to mention that he also gave her a pack of cigarettes."

Wendy chuckled. "This road was originally used to deliver goods to the shops in Shichahai, but it's just restricted. Usually people are not allowed to pass after 9 am. The security guards just raise their hands."

"Then he also made a profit. My unique smile was taken away by someone. How do you want me to be compensated? These are all my private property." Chu He pretended to be dissatisfied. His face was dark and hard, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Wendy giggled: "Hey, that's my face, my smile, it's too domineering."

Chu He put out his cigarette, reached out his big hand, and gently pinched her smooth cheek: "Girl, I'm talking to you about compensation. Your freedom has been named after me. You can't infringe on my rights. If you infringe on my rights, you have to pay."

Wendy looked at this unreasonable man with a dazed look in her eyes. Her heart was trembling. She barely controlled her impulse and said, "Sir, stop making trouble. I'm driving. You can do whatever you want when we get back."

Chu He retracted his hand and leaned back: "You said it, just don't regret it and beg for mercy when the time comes."

Wendy's legs went weak after hearing that. She asked softly, "Where are we going now? My home or the hotel?"

Chu He chuckled: "You can't hold it back? Be patient, I have to go buy some tools first."

When Wendy heard the word "tool", she became very excited. All kinds of unhealthy things kept taking over her. Her legs were no longer weak, but she started to tremble.

Looking at Wendy biting her lips tightly, Chu He was happy: "Let's go, departure, destination, hotel supplies mall, I have to buy a good set of knives today."

Wendy's pretty eyes were as sharp as knives and axes, and the large patches of white flashes made Chu He extremely happy.