The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 458
Twelfth lunar month 23, Xiaonian.

Early in the morning, the beautiful valley sounded firecrackers, full of New Year flavor.

Before coming to Beautiful Valley, Lao Tan sent Lin Yan a WeChat message, saying that the group was busy with the Spring Festival and could not go back, and that they would go back to get a divorce after the year, and Lin Yan agreed.

Lao Tan called Fifth Sister again, and said to go back after the New Year for the same reason.The fifth sister said she understood, and that his mother was in good health, so she told him not to worry about it, and he could come back anytime after the new year, there was no rush.

Lao Tan and Wang Shulan made dumplings stuffed with mutton in the morning. The new year is also the new year, so they have to eat dumplings.

After dinner, Wang Shulan cleaned up the house, took off her apron and put it on the edge of the Kang, sat on the Kang with one leg, and dragged the pillow to lean on it.

"Old man, I'm tired of doing some work." She said.

Lao Tan, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, said with a smile: "You learn fast enough, you even learned the local people's 'tired coaxing'."

"Then why, do I look like a grudge?"

Resentment and Chaozhong are dialects in Chifeng, Chaoyang, Lingyuan, and Kazuo, and they mean people are stupid.

"You are not, you are smart." Old Tan said.

Wang Shulan leaned on the kang for a while, then came down to Lao Tan and sat down, drinking the tea that Lao Tan had poured for her.

"In a while, Xiaoyingzi, me, and her mother will go to the palace to go to the market. What do you want to buy?" Wang Shulan asked.

Xiaoyingzi and her mother came yesterday, and Yingzi's mother said that there was a big gathering in the palace today, and she was going to buy new year's goods, so she asked Wang Shulan if she would go.Wang Shulan went to the market with her uncle when she was a child at her grandma's house in the countryside, but she never went to the market when she grew up, so she happily agreed to come down, and said to drive, taking Yingzi's mother and mother.

"Look at it and buy it," Old Tan said.

"Are you going? Pulling you."

"No, I just don't want to go out to make a fuss, just stay at home and cook."

"Don't go, don't go, stay at home honestly, don't have to cook, wait for me when I come back."

"They'll be here in a while, and you still need to pack up and change your clothes." Old Tan reminded.

"What do you want to change? Can't you just use this body?"

As Wang Shulan said, she changed her outfit and put on light makeup, turning into a delicate woman again.

Xiaoyingzi and her mother came, and as soon as they entered the room, Xiaoyingzi stood in front of Wang Shulan, looked left and right, and then praised: "Auntie is so beautiful, she is younger than my mother."

"Little girl can talk." Wang Shulan said with a smile.

Xiaoyingzi is no longer the little girl she used to be. At 17 years old, her body is completely torn apart, and she looks like a big girl.

She was wearing a pink down jacket bought by Wang Shulan, a pair of washed white jeans, and a pair of white snow cotton shoes on her feet. She was young and simple, and she looked like a good girl.

Wang Shulan and the others went to the fair, and Lao Tan was sitting in front of the computer, preparing to write.

His "Analysis of Today's Hotel Management" has been written, and the response has been quite large.Mainly he is not writing as an expert, nor is he an expert.He wrote it as an actual combatant, and it is full of dry goods. Naturally, it will be of great use and inspiration to those who run restaurants and do catering management, and the response will be great.

He is not going to write about restaurant management now, the sound of firecrackers in the morning makes him a little homesick and misses his mother.

How old is a mother, how far away is a home.

The happiest thing for people is that no matter how old they are, no matter where they are, the happiest thing is to be able to call their mother when they return home.

He really wanted to go home, sit next to his mother on the kang at home, and listen to his mother talking about the family's gossip and stories about his sister's family.My mother is very detailed, and I will talk about it today, and I will be confused when I am old.

Every time I go home, I will sit in front of my mother and listen, and when I am tired, I will lie next to my mother. At this time, my mother will stop talking, and will put a hand that is smarter than a thermometer on her forehead, and then say: "It's okay , not hot, sleep for a while."

At that time, I could really fall asleep quickly and sleep soundly.

No matter when and where, a mother is always the warmest and safest swaddle for her children.

Old Tan suppressed his homesick thoughts—it is not suitable to go back in this state, he looks sick, which makes people worry, and going back will only increase trouble.

While drinking tea, he thought he should write about his mother, write down his mother's life, and give himself a memory.

I thought it was good at the time, but when I sat in front of the computer and wanted to write, I didn't know what to write.Countless images of his mother flashed in his head, some when he was a child, some when he was in school, some when he was farming at home, some when he returned home after working, some when he got married, and some when he had a son From time to time, in recent years——
The image and appearance of the mother seem to have always been gray hair, a frowning, miserable face, patched clothes, and a bowed head——
He sat motionless in front of the computer, like a statue, for a long, long time——

Finally, he wrote the first sentence: In my memory, my mother seems to have never been young at all——
After writing this sentence, he burst into tears like rain, feeling wronged like a child, and really wanted to cry in his mother's arms.
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Xiaonian is the third day in a year dedicated to eating dumplings after the beginning of autumn and the winter solstice, second only to New Year's Eve.

On this day, all the stores in Aqiao’s five major districts across the country went to work at [-] o’clock in the morning to make preparations. The preparations for pasta started a week ago. Each store prepared at least [-] dumplings, and the number reached [-]. .

All stores open on time at [-]:[-], and customers enter as soon as they open.At the beginning, most of them came to pack dumplings, and there were also dine-in diners, but not many.By [-]:[-], there were more dine-in diners, and by [-]:[-] they were all full.

From eleven o'clock until ten o'clock in the evening, the guests almost kept slipping away, and it was always full.

There are a total of 3 stores in the five major regions of the country, and the turnover of the day exceeded [-] million, a record high.

This day Yanhua didn't take care of her children at home, so she went around ten stores in the provincial capital from the morning, and finally returned to the old Santaizi store.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when she arrived, and Zhang Li just came over from the Huangshan Road shop.

The old store was still full at this time, and there were still five tables waiting in the waiting area. The two had no place to sit, so they stood and talked in front of the bar.

Zhang Li said: "The Huangshan Road store has just broken through [-], and it is estimated that it can sell [-] when it closes."

Yanhua said, "I just came back from the University City store, that's fine, it's already [-]."

"This year is better than last year."

"Well, better than last year."

The two of them were heard by the bar, and the little girl said braggingly: "My family is now worth [-] yuan, and there are still [-] tables that haven't been paid. In addition to those waiting for a seat, today's [-] yuan is no problem."

Zhang Li said with a smile: "If you sell it for [-] yuan, please cook hot pot."

"Really? This is Mr. Zhang you mentioned." The little girl said.

"Really, sell it, and cash it out as soon as it arrives, Four Seasons Old Stove." Zhang Li said.

"yeah!"

At this time, two tables of guests came to the bar to pay the bill after eating, and the waiter who arranged for them shouted: "Guests from No. 107 and No. 108 go to the green bamboo set on the second floor to eat, 107 North Room, 108 South Room."

The two tables of guests at the front of the waiting area immediately stood up when they heard the shout, and happily went upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, Chuancai took the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Kitchen kitchen, Qingzhu South and Qingzhu North start cooking! Qingzhu South and Qingzhu North start cooking!"

Then came the reply from the three departments of the kitchen.

"Hot dishes received, hot dishes received."

"Dumplings received, dumplings received."

"Cold dishes received, cold dishes received."

(End of this chapter)