I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 552: Going Back

The yard is beautiful and surprising enough, and it is even more incredible when you enter the house.

The style of this house is not entirely traditional. There are also many Western tastes and styles. It is entirely based on personal preference. They are casually blended together, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Qin Huairu didn't understand either, but she just felt in her heart that it looked very good.

When she sat down at the table, she asked Ran Qiuye with a smile: "Compared to being a class teacher, which one is more interesting?"

Ran Qiuye said without hesitation: "Of course it's more interesting to do this. To be honest, being a class teacher is really a very annoying job. If I meet a student like Bang Geng again, it will be really a headache."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After chatting for a while, Qin Huairu finally got to the point, "Qiuye, I originally came to you just because I listened to Jingru's suggestion and wanted you to come out and help me open a small restaurant."

Ran Qiuye was pouring tea. Hearing Qin Huairu's words, he seemed very surprised. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why did you think of asking me to open a small restaurant? It's incredible."

Qin Huairu laughed twice, "To be honest, I just think you're idle. Everyone else is busy and no one is willing to help, so I think you're a redundant labor force. But after coming to your yard today and talking to you, I have a new idea."

Ran Qiuye was shaking his head and smiling bitterly. After hearing what Qin Huairu said, he was a little interested and asked, "What new idea? How are you going to get rid of me, a lazy guy?"

Qin Huairu smiled and waved her hand. "I'm not kidding you. I'm serious. I'm inspired by you and suddenly have a new plan. You see, I like cooking, and you like to rummage the yard and design the house. I suddenly thought, can't these two be combined together?"

Ran Qiuye frowned, not being able to figure it out for a moment. He wondered what cooking had to do with tinkering with the yard and the house?
Qin Huairu continued, "I used to focus on how to make the meal delicious, but don't forget that Chinese food is about color, aroma and taste. The flavor does not only come from the taste of the food, the dining environment and the music are also very important."

Ran Qiuye's eyes suddenly lit up at this time, and she seemed to understand what Qin Huairu was talking about. She thought about it and couldn't help but joked: "You can do it now. You always say words like stringed instruments and bamboo music. You don't look like a cook at all. I think you are more elegant than before."

Qin Huairu smiled awkwardly. "It's all because of Xiaoqing. He likes to study ancient recipes in ancient books, so he inevitably drags me to discuss with him. I learned all these things from him. How much knowledge do I have? Now he has made me look neither Chinese nor Western. I feel uncomfortable myself."

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At No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, Song Wu was in the east wing of the front yard, drinking and chatting with Liu Guangqi. He was busy with his repair shop today and was complaining that he didn't have enough time, but Liu Guangqi insisted on dragging him out for a drink.

He weighed two bottles of Erguotou from somewhere and said to Song Wu in a very conspicuous way: "This is the Red Star Erguotou before the factory was built. It has the authentic old taste. I have kept it for a long time, and I took it out today to reminisce the old times with you."

The two of them didn't make any complicated dishes.

Peanuts, orchid beans, a plate of braised beef, canned beef for lunch, and some eight-treasure vegetable mixed with sesame oil.

After eating these over and over again, these are the things that always make people linger on the taste.

After the two of them clinked glasses a few times, Song Wu looked at Liu Guangqi, who was obviously worried, and asked with a smile: "You came here today for no reason. How did you run into trouble again?" Liu Guangqi filled the glasses in front of the two people and was about to speak when Xu Damao lifted the door curtain and walked in, "Oh, I smelled the smell of Erguotou when I passed by here. You didn't even turn your bike back, but turned right over. Give me a pair of chopsticks, I want to join in the fun."

Song Wu smiled and stood up to get him a set of bowls, chopsticks and a cup. "You have a very good nose. It's like a dog's nose."

Xu Damao was not angry at all. He picked up a piece of braised beef with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth. "Well, it has to be the braised beef made by Qin Huairu. The taste is really authentic."

Song Wu glanced at him sideways and said with a smile: "You are really wrong. This was done by Xiaoqing."

"What? That's outrageous. If this kid has this skill, why doesn't he bring a pound or two of it home to his father so that I can have a taste and keep it here for you, his uncle."

Song Wu smiled and ignored him. He turned around and asked Liu Guangqi: "Let's ignore him. You continue to talk and see what's going on. Let's find a way to solve it together."

Liu Guangqi picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then shook his head in distress and sighed: "I don't know which of two paths to take now, so I came to you to discuss it. One is that the steel factory wanted to talk to me and wanted to raise my rank and make me the deputy director in charge of technology."

Before Song Wu could say anything, Xu Damao shouted, "Hey, Director Liu. You can be considered the youngest director in the history of our steel mill. No, I have to toast you. Please take care of me in the future."

Liu Guangqi pushed aside Xu Damao's glass of wine in a bad mood and said, "Whether I am the factory director or not has nothing to do with you. What does a projectionist in your cinema have to do with our steel mill?"

Xu Damao laughed and said, "That's different. Once I become a factory director, my career path will definitely be better and better. I have to curry favor with him in advance."

Liu Guangqi said: "Then you should wait a little longer. It is still uncertain whether I will be the factory director."

Xu Damao was suddenly surprised and couldn't help but said loudly: "If he is not the deputy director of the steel rolling mill, his brain is broken."

"I might actually have a brain failure. To be honest, I don't really want to be one."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Song Wu again, and said to him very seriously: "I just said that now there are two paths in front of me. The deputy director of the steel rolling mill seems good, but I don't really want to do it. I always feel that there is not much meaning here. I don't have much room to play and I can't do my best. And I always feel that this factory has no future. Now it has reached its peak."

Song Wu nodded as he listened. Liu Guangqi was talking about the actual situation. The steel mill was a large factory, but it was also subject to many restrictions due to industry and system reasons. It had basically reached its peak so far. Moreover, he also knew the future development rules. For factories like this around Beijing, there would be more and more difficulties and constraints in the future.

"Then tell me about the second path. It seems like you are interested in it."

Liu Guangqi smiled and nodded, "The second way, I told him to go back."

"A way back?"

"Yes, I will go back to my old job and create a new world for myself."

(End of this chapter)