Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

"Is this kid so rebellious?"

I heard that Yang Cheng went to Nanyue to work and was cheated and almost died there.

I didn't realize that this kid is so rebellious.

"Yeah, let's not talk about him." Yang Feng said, "Grandpa, I plan to open a store of my own."

"Own shop?"

"Correct."

Yang Feng had planned to open his own shop several years ago. He couldn't work in Jubao Pavilion for the rest of his life because his great-grandfather wanted to leave Jubao Pavilion to Yang Shihao.

Yang Feng is very grateful to his great-grandfather for bringing him out from his hometown in Yangsanjia Village and teaching him antique identification and restoration skills, which changed his destiny.

If it weren't for his great-grandfather, he would probably still be farming in his hometown, living a life of facing the loess and back to the sky, with sweat beads falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.

Over the years, he has collected a lot of small items, but he has not sold any of them and has kept them all for himself.

After so many years in Liulichang, he has accumulated a lot of connections. Next, he plans to leave Jubao Pavilion and open an antique shop of his own.

"Have you told your great grandfather about this?"

"I told you that my great grandfather supports me in opening my own shop."

Yang Yukun smiled and said, "Great, Fengzi, you are now capable of opening your own shop. From now on, I should call you Shopkeeper Yang."

"Grandfather, please stop praising me. My little skill is far inferior to yours and Great Grandfather's. If I encounter something I can't handle in the future, I will need your help."

Being able to become a master so quickly is inseparable from the cultivation of my great-grandfather and great-grandfather.

My great-grandfather compiled his experiences into a book and gave it to him, just like the protagonist in a martial arts novel who is taught peerless skills by a master.

The great-grandfather taught him the identification techniques and ancient ceramic restoration techniques step by step, imparting everything he knew to him without reservation.

The people he should thank most for his current status are his great-grandfather and great-grandfather.

"Where are you planning to open the store? Liulichang?"

"There is no suitable storefront in Liulichang. I plan to go to Panjiayuan to have a look later."

Yang Feng hangs around Liulichang all day, but there is no suitable storefront there.

He plans to go to Panjiayuan tomorrow to take a look. It would be a good idea to open a store there.

"Little rice dumplings, flat, little corn."

"Aunt, little grandpa, little aunt."

"Brother Cheng, Xiaohao." Little Zongzi called towards the kitchen: "Dad, Brother Cheng and Xiaohao are here."

Yang Yukun said: "Nephew, Xiaohao, here it is."

Yang Feng said: "Grandpa, Xiaohao, you are here."

Yang Guangcheng smiled and said, "Fengzi, Xiaoxue, when did you come here?"

Yang Feng replied: "Just arrived a while ago."

Yang Yukun said, "Nephew, Fengzi, Xiaoxue, Xiaohao, go to the living room and watch TV for a while. I will cook dinner."

Yang Feng said: "Grandpa, let me help you."

"Need not."

After asking Yang Guangcheng, Yang Feng and others to sit in the living room of the main house, Yang Yukun began to prepare dinner and called Xu Jingping to tell him that Yang Guangcheng and Yang Feng and others had come to his house to pay New Year's greetings.

the other side.

Zhiweilou Catering Company.

After receiving Yang Yukun's call, Xu Jingping apologized to Luo Jiangjing and Tan Xiaoqing.

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Tan, we have guests at home, so I can't go shopping with you."

Luo Jiangjing and Tan Xiaoqing invited her to go to the temple fair together. Just as they were about to leave, Yang Yukun called.

Yang Guangcheng, Yang Feng and others went to her house to pay New Year's greetings, so she had to hurry back home now.

"Entertaining guests is more important, Mr. Xu, go and do whatever you need first."

"Mr. Tan, let's go."

"Okay."

"You two go ahead. Let's go shopping together next time when we have time. Have fun. I'll go back first."

"Slow down, Mr. Xu."

"Okay." After asking Liang Xiaolan to prepare the car, Xu Jingping went downstairs with his bag and got in the car: "Let's go, Xiaolan, let's go home."

"okay."

"I forgot to ask you, how about the blind date your hometown introduced you to?"

"That's it. I think he talks too much. Black people have a sense of unreliability."

"You are not young anymore, you should be more careful when it comes to finding a partner."

Liang Xiaolan was born in 1963 and will soon be thirty years old.

Seeing that Liang Xiaolan still hasn't found a partner, Xu Jingping feels worried about her.

"Mr. Xu, this is in response to the country's call to marry and have children later."

"It's right to respond to the country's call, but it can't be too late. Even if you get married at 30 and have a child at 31, you will be in your 50s by the time your child graduates from college."

"Boss Xu, please introduce me to someone. I'm really not good at dating."

Liang Xiaolan served in the army for more than ten years. After retiring, she came to the capital to visit her comrades and joined the Zhiweilou Catering Company, becoming Xu Jingping's full-time driver.

She had no problem going to the battlefield to kill the enemy, as she had also killed monkeys in southern Xinjiang. But she was not good at dating, and felt that it was much more difficult than fighting.

"Nowadays, people talk about free love. There are so many handsome guys in our company, isn't there one that you like?"

“Others may not necessarily look up to me.”

"Yes, that's right. Which young man in our company do you like? Is he from Zhiweilou Restaurant, City Plaza Commercial Complex, or the head office?"

"Mr. Xu, please don't ask anymore."

"Comrade Liang Xiaolan, you are a military man, and a soldier should be open and honest. Now I order you to speak."

"Chef Lin Zhenhua from the Cantonese restaurant at Wangfujing Restaurant, it seems he is not married yet?"

"Chef Lin, the head chef of the Cantonese restaurant at Wangfujing, is indeed unmarried, but I don't know if he has a partner. I'll ask for you tomorrow."

Xu Jingping looked at Liang Xiaolan with a smile. It turned out that he had taken a fancy to Lin Zhenhua, the head chef of the Cantonese restaurant at the Wangfujing branch of the company's Zhiweilou Restaurant.

According to her understanding, Lin Zhenhua is indeed not married yet. He is only one year older than Liang Xiaolan and is 30 years old this year.

This is a very talented and hardworking chef. He started learning cooking at the age of 15 and joined Zhiweilou Restaurant in 1983. He became a disciple of Master Chen, a master of Cantonese cuisine, who is one of the 19 masters in the chef training and food innovation and research and development department. He is now the head chef of the Cantonese restaurant in Wangfujing restaurant.

Tomorrow she will ask Lin Zhenhua if he has a partner, so as to settle Liang Xiaolan's lifelong issue as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu."

"Xiao Lan, how did you fall in love with Master Lin? Tell me about it."

“Chef Lin’s cooking is delicious, especially his Cantonese-style cakes.”

The story of how Liang Xiaolan and Lin Zhenhua met started a year ago.

At that time, Lin Zhenhua had just been promoted to head chef of the Cantonese restaurant at the Wangfujing branch of Zhiweilou Restaurant. He improved a Cantonese pastry for everyone to taste, and Liang Xiaolan thought it was particularly delicious.

Until now, Liang Xiaolan still remembers the taste of that Cantonese pastry.

"So you were fascinated by Master Lin's craftsmanship. OK, when I go to the company tomorrow, I will help you find out about Master Lin's situation."

"Hehe..., thank you, Mr. Xu."

"Come in and sit for a while. Let's have dinner together."

"No, Mr. Xu, you have guests at home, I won't disturb you."

"Okay, then come pick me up tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

"Go back, slow down."

"Got it."

After sending Xu Jingping home, Liang Xiaolan backed out of the alley.

At this time, several little guys ran out of the yard playing.

"Hello, aunt."

"Aunt, you're back."

"aunt……."

Xu Jingping said, "Little Stone, are you going home?"

"Yes, auntie. After dinner, we will come and play with Xiao Zongzi and the others."

"Slow down."

"Got it. Goodbye, auntie."

"Goodbye."

Seeing the little guys in the alley leaving in groups, Xu Jingping smiled and went into the yard.

"I am back."

"Mom, you're back."

"Three aunts."

"Auntie."

"Grandma, you're back."

Xu Jingping asked: "What are you playing?"

Little Zongzi said, "Mom, we were playing shuttlecock. I just kicked more than fifty times before it landed."

"Great, keep playing."

"Grandma, you're back." Zhang Xue came out of the house holding the child.

Yang Guangcheng, Yang Feng, Yang Shihao and others also greeted Xu Jingping one after another.

"Auntie."

"Grandma."

"Xiaojie, come here, come to your grandmother." Xu Jingping took the little guy Yang Shijie from Zhang Xue's hands and called Yang Guangcheng and others: "It's very cold outside, come in and sit down."

When Yang Yukun saw Xu Jingping coming back, he said, "Wife, call your parents and ask them when they will be back."

"Okay." Xu Jingping picked up the cell phone and called his mother: "My parents said they won't be home for dinner, so we shouldn't wait for them."

"You're not coming back to eat, right? I understand."

If my father-in-law and mother-in-law don’t come back for dinner, then I won’t wait for them.

More than an hour later, Yang Yukun prepared dinner and invited Yang Guangcheng and the others to move to the restaurant to have breakfast and dinner today. (End of this chapter)