Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

Wang Qiang nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, boss. I'll definitely come next time." After that, he turned around and hurriedly left the store, still worrying about the things in the store.

Along the way, Wang Qiang hurried, but he always felt a little lost. He knew that the bowl of pig intestine noodles was what he had been looking forward to for a long time, but his current responsibilities made him have no time to enjoy it. He felt a little annoyed, thinking that he was always working hard, but rarely had time to relax himself. Even a small thing like eating a bowl of noodles became a luxury.

When he rushed back to the store, He Yuzhu was standing in the kitchen directing others, and the old customer was already sitting at the table waiting. Without taking a breath, Wang Qiang immediately took the spatula and quickly started to prepare the stir-fried beef with scallions. His movements were skillful and fast, as if he had practiced everything thoroughly.

When the dish was finally ready, Wang Qiang personally served it to the old customer, feeling a little nervous, fearing that his hasty arrival would affect the quality of the dish. The old customer took a bite, smiled with satisfaction, nodded and said, "Not bad, it still tastes the same." Wang Qiang finally felt relieved, knowing that he had not let everyone down.

However, when he returned to the kitchen and took off his apron, he suddenly felt exhausted. His body had not fully recovered yet, and he had just rushed back, which caused him to feel exhausted mentally and physically. He leaned against the wall of the kitchen, closed his eyes, and the bowl of pig intestine noodles that he had not been able to eat emerged in his mind again, and he felt indescribable melancholy in his heart.

At this time, He Yuzhu came over, looked at Wang Qiang's tired appearance, and asked with concern: "Xiao Qiang, you ran so fast just now, are you okay? You are not fully recovered yet, don't work too hard."

Wang Qiang opened his eyes and forced himself to smile: "Master He, I'm fine, I was just a little rushed just now. Now I feel relieved that the customer is not disappointed."

He Yuzhu nodded and patted his shoulder, with a hint of approval in his tone: "You've done a good job, but you also have to take care of your health and don't always work so hard. We can share the burden together. Work is important, but you also have to take care of yourself."

Wang Qiang listened to He Yuzhu's instructions, and felt a little warm in his heart, but also a little helpless. He knew that he really should relax and not be so tense all the time, but the sense of responsibility at work made him unable to let go easily. He agreed: "Okay, Master He, I will pay attention."

In the following time, Wang Qiang continued to work, but he always missed the bowl of pig intestine noodles. He knew that he needed some time to relax and enjoy the fun of life, not just busyness and responsibility. Perhaps, when work is not so busy, he can go back to the shop, sit down peacefully, enjoy a bowl of hot pig intestine noodles, and give himself a chance to relax. Wang Qiang gradually learned to find a balance in his busy work. Although the responsibility is still great, he understands that taking care of himself is equally important. Life is always full of surprises and busyness, but as long as there is a goal like a bowl of pig intestine noodles in your heart, the taste of life will become richer and more satisfying.

Life in the courtyard has been peaceful, but Wang Qiang is not content with that. He has seen the changes in the world and the popular restaurants and cuisines. He has a wish in his heart, which is to promote the traditional Beijing cuisine. Unfortunately, he cannot do it alone. If he wants more people to taste the authentic Beijing flavor, he alone is obviously not enough.

He Yuzhu is an old friend of Wang Qiang. Although his name sounds a bit literary, he is a real doer. He is a well-known capable person in the courtyard. He has been in the kitchen for many years. He is not only a great cook, but also very smart. He has worked as a chef in several well-known restaurants and opened several small restaurants by himself. His business has always been good. Wang Qiang has always felt that if he has the opportunity to join hands with He Yuzhu, he may be able to do something different.

One day, Wang Qiang took advantage of the weekend to go to He Yuzhu to drink tea and chat. The two sat in the courtyard, brewed a pot of the best Pu'er tea, drank and chatted, and talked about everything under the sun. The atmosphere was very harmonious. When the tea was brewed for the third time, Wang Qiang finally spoke: "Zhuzi, you said that our craftsmanship is good, making it at home all day and eating it ourselves. But those people outside, I'm afraid they won't have the chance to taste the authentic taste of our Beijing."

He Yuzhu looked at Wang Qiang, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "You asked me to come here today, didn't you? Just say it directly. Why are we two brothers beating around the bush?"

Wang Qiang laughed and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder. "You are indeed Zhuzi. You can tell me everything. I just want to discuss with you whether we should do something or not. We can't let our skills go to waste."

He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes, picked up the teacup and took a sip. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Do you want to open a restaurant? Or a bigger restaurant?"

"There are restaurants and hotels everywhere now. This is one way, but it's not the only way." Wang Qiang's eyes flickered as he continued, "I think we can consider a new model. Aren't those small specialty restaurants and private cuisine popular now? I think we can modify the courtyard house and turn it into a private restaurant, only serving those guests who really know how to appreciate the old Beijing flavor."

He Yuzhu did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought. Wang Qiang did not interrupt him, but continued to explain: "We can make use of the atmosphere of this courtyard, so that guests will feel like they are back in old Beijing as soon as they come in. With your and my cooking skills, plus the unique environment of this courtyard, people will definitely linger. And we can also break the boundaries of traditional cuisines, combine some modern cooking techniques, and make something new."

He Yuzhu finally spoke up: "It sounds like a good idea, but you know that doing business now is not the same as before. It's not enough to have skills and a place, you need customers and publicity. Especially for the private dishes you mentioned, you need an idea that is attractive enough. Otherwise, our location is a bit remote, and it won't work if we rely on natural customer flow."

Wang Qiang nodded. "You're right. I've thought about this. I think we can use the Internet to do some publicity. Food bloggers are very popular online now. We can invite some influential bloggers to experience it and let them help us promote it. In addition, we can also use social media to publish some content about our courtyards and old Beijing food culture to attract young people who are interested in traditional culture."