Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

Finally it was his turn, and the stall owner asked skillfully, "How many eggs do you want, young man?"

"Two, and add more sauce." Staring at the steaming pancakes, his stomach began to growl. When the pancakes were ready, the stall owner handed them to him and said with a smile, "You seem to be in a good mood today!"

Wang Qiang took the pancake and took a bite. The crispy crust and rich sauce aroma instantly filled his mouth. He nodded with satisfaction and replied vaguely, "Yes, I always feel like I should treat myself recently."

After eating the pancakes, Wang Qiang went to the fried noodles stall nearby. He had been patronizing this stall since he was a child. The stall owner was an elderly man who made fried noodles with a unique taste. Almost every time he came, there was a queue. While waiting, Wang Qiang thought about the scene when his mother bought fried noodles for him when he was a child. At that time, he was still young and often pestered his mother to buy this and that. His mother would always smile and agree that as long as he finished his meal obediently, she would take him to eat a bowl of hot fried noodles.

"It was so good when we were kids, so carefree." The corners of his eyes seemed to be a little wet. He shook his head and shook off these sentimental emotions. Now he is an adult, with his own goals and pursuits, and can no longer be immersed in the memories of the past. There is still a long way to go, and he cannot be shaken by temporary emotions.

The stall owner brought a bowl of hot fried noodles to him and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang, long time no see."

Wang Qiang took the fried noodles and responded with a smile: "Yes, the factory has been busy recently, but it's quite fulfilling." As he spoke, he was thinking in his heart that the old man had not changed much over the years. He still looked so kind and still remembered the names of every regular customer.

"Being busy is a good thing. It means you are doing a good job." The old man nodded and continued with his work.

Wang Qiang found a corner to sit down and slowly savored the fried noodles in the bowl. The fried noodles still had the familiar taste, with a slight sweetness and a strong aroma of sauce, exactly the taste he remembered. Every bite made him feel satisfied, as if this bowl of fried noodles contained all his childhood memories.

After eating the fried noodles, Wang Qiang felt a little full, but he wanted to buy something else to take home. He walked to a nearby pastry shop, which had a wide variety of small pastries with unique flavors, and was a favorite of nearby residents. When he walked into the shop, the air was filled with the aroma of flour and butter, and a variety of small snacks were displayed in the window.

"Buy some to take back, it's good to eat tomorrow." He picked out a few cakes he liked. When checking out, the clerk saw that he bought a lot and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang, what big thing are you going to do today?"

Wang Qiang shook his head and replied with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I just want to eat something good. I've been busy lately and haven't enjoyed it much."

The clerk nodded, put the cakes into a bag and handed it to him: "That's right. No matter how busy you are, you still have to take care of yourself."

Wang Qiang walked out of the store with a bag full of cakes, feeling satisfied and a little emotional. Once upon a time, he was just a busy worker in the workshop, and his life was full of repetitive and mechanical labor, but now he suddenly realized that life is not just about work and pursuit, but also needs some small happiness to embellish it. Eating a bowl of fried noodles and buying a few favorite cakes are both indispensable parts of life.

When he returned to the courtyard, he saw that the courtyard was already shrouded in a peaceful night. His parents had gone to bed early, and only the dim light in the courtyard was still on, illuminating the path he walked on. He gently pushed open the door, put down the things in his hands, and felt a long-lost warmth.

He sat at the table, opened the pastry bag, took out a piece of pastry, and savored it slowly. In his heart, he was thinking about the next road. He knew that leaving the courtyard meant saying goodbye to this familiar and stable life and facing more unknowns and challenges. This choice made him a little excited, but also a little nervous.

"What is the outside world like? Can I make a name for myself there?" Wang Qiang kept asking himself. Although he felt a little uneasy, his desire was still strong. He knew that he had made up his mind and would keep going no matter how difficult the road ahead was.

It was late at night, but Wang Qiang's thoughts were still clear. He made a decision in his heart: before leaving, he would cherish every day, cherish everything in this courtyard, and cherish these familiar streets and smells. No matter where the future lies, he must remember that this is his roots and where his dream begins. After Wang Qiang got up, he saw a few pieces of pastries left on the table that he hadn't finished eating last night. He picked up a piece and took a bite casually. The sweet taste spread in his mouth, as if injecting energy into his new day. He stood in front of the window, looking at the streets outside the courtyard that were gradually becoming noisy,

"It's time to get ready to go," Wang Qiang said to himself. Although he was a little reluctant, he was more looking forward to the future. He knew that he was about to embark on a brand new road, a road full of unknowns and challenges, but he was ready.

His future may be more exciting and richer than the present. Wang Qiang felt a passion in his heart, a desire for the unknown world and an expectation for future life. Feeling the coolness in the air, he made up his mind silently: no matter what the road ahead is, he will move forward bravely, because this is the road he has chosen.

Wang Qiang spent his last few days in the courtyard very busy. He began to prepare for his future plans, one of which was to participate in a technical training course provided by a steel rolling mill. This training opportunity was not easy to get, and after some effort, he finally got a place. This steel rolling mill is one of the largest factories in the nearby industrial zone, with high technical requirements and complex processes. For him, this is an excellent learning opportunity.

When Wang Qiang walked into the steel mill on the first day, he was a little nervous. This was completely different from the working environment in the small machinery factory he had worked in before. The factory building was tall and spacious, the machinery and equipment were huge, the roar was deafening, and the air was filled with a mixed smell of rust and engine oil. All this made him feel excited and a little scared. He knew that everything here was different from his past experience, and he had to adapt with a completely new attitude.

"Are you Wang Qiang?" a voice came from behind. Wang Qiang turned around and saw a tall middle-aged man wearing a safety helmet and work clothes, with a stern look in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm Wang Qiang." Wang Qiang answered politely, and at the same time he straightened his back involuntarily, appearing a little restrained.