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Li He glanced at the old man who was intoxicated with the fragrance of the wine. He pulled Fatty Li aside and said, "Calm down first. When the rain stops, it won't be too late to chase him away. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Talk → Net w]
Do you know him? "
Fatty Li said disdainfully, "Who doesn't know him in this area? In the past, Tianyu was the chef. Later, when the Japanese came, he became the chef for the Japanese. He's a typical traitor. "
Fatty Li raised his voice unconsciously. The old man was not deaf, so he heard it clearly. He said indignantly, "I just cooked a meal for the Japanese. How did I become a traitor? Besides, the government has already rehabilitated me. What right do you have to say that about me? "
Fatty Li said, "Rehabilitating you is the government's magnanimity. If you have a backbone, you should have put rat poison in the Japanese's food. "
When the old man heard this, he looked at Fatty Li, who had a triumphant look on his face. He felt very aggrieved. Once his anger dissipated, he became silent again.
Li He thought that they were all good at talking. When it was their turn, who knew who would be more cowardly.
Some people thought like this, but they found a tall hat and put it on their heads. Slowly, they began to believe that they were right.
Li He paid for Fatty Li's meal and said, "I'm leaving first. You can let him stay here for a while. It won't affect your business."
The moment Li He stepped out of the door, the old man actually followed him.
Li He was helpless. Looking at the wet old man, he could only turn around and open an umbrella for him.
The old-fashioned wooden umbrella could barely fit two people.
Li He said, "Master, why are you following me? Where are you going? I'll send you back. "
The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "Brother, I want to ask if your family is looking for a chef? I can guarantee that my cooking is definitely better than many chefs. "
Li He said, "Master, look at me. Do I look like someone who can afford to hire a chef?"
The old man said with a smile, "When you paid, the old man saw it. He casually took out a wad of money. This old man doesn't want a wage, you just need to take care of my meals. I find you pleasing to the eye, and you don't despise me either. This old man is willing to be your cook! "
From his tone, it sounded like whoever could eat his cooking would become an immortal.
"Master, as you can see, I'm still a student. I eat at school every day. I also want to shake my tiger body and subdue you, but I'm afraid that an old hero like you won't be able to use your abilities. "
"Grow a beard?"
Li He said, "It means that I don't need to hire a chef. You live in this area, right? Tell me the place and I'll send you back. "
Li He saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it had no intention of stopping.
The old man didn't say anything. He ignored the heavy rain and walked out of the umbrella's range.
Li He looked at the lonely and thin figure in the rain. He couldn't help but chase after him and said, "Hey, I say, master, why don't you come with me? But let me say this first, if the fever isn't good, we'll have to part ways. "
The old man said in surprise, "Please, I'll make sure that you'll be satisfied."
Li He brought the old man to Li Aijun's stall, but he still didn't see Li Aijun. He couldn't help but worry. His legs weren't good and he drank a little, so where could he go?
Li He took off his jacket and passed it to the old man, "Wait here for me to finish class. I still have two more classes in the afternoon. I'll pick you up after class. It's a little cold with this jacket on, don't catch a cold. "
The old man was very touched and quickly rejected, "I'm used to it, it's fine."
"I can find another one in the dormitory. It's fine, wear it." Li He didn't give the old man a chance to reject and left immediately.
The class had already decided not to have a New Year's Eve party this year. With such a tense learning atmosphere, not many people had the mood to play.
New Year's Eve was a few days in a row. After the last class, Li He asked He Fang to take the bus while he rode his bicycle with the old man.
He Fang said, "Where did you pick him up from? His family can open a nursing home soon."
Li He thought about it and agreed. It was fine now. That monk, Old Yu, and a few other old men liked to gather at his house.
Li He said, "I have no choice, I can't ignore it. Take the bus yourself, it's easy to get wet if you ride a bicycle."
The old man followed Li He through the streets and alleys until they reached the entrance of an alley. This year, this layout, just the appearance of this house was already very, very grand.
He watched as Li He knocked on the door. Not long after, a young lady wearing an apron came out to open the door.
The old man followed Li He into the house. When he entered the door and stretched out his foot, he was still slightly shocked. The floor of this house was actually made of birch wood. Compared to other houses, this was a grade higher.
Entering the central room, he realized that it was antique. There were hanging scrolls on the wall. They were scrolls of Luohan calligraphy and paintings. The treasures on the two sides of the wall were also placed in a very particular way.
The few old men sitting in the living room looked very familiar, especially that monk. No matter how he looked, he should know him.
The old man suddenly had an idea. He gave a thousand salute and shouted, "You're Prince Pu? Prince Pu, this lowly one Shoushan salutes you. "
The monk was looking down and studying a painting with Old Yu. When he suddenly heard someone greet him with these feudal and vulgar etiquette, he was shocked. Wasn't this harming him? His usual good temper was gone, and he hurriedly shouted, "Who are you? Who allowed you to talk nonsense! "
The old man said with grievance, "This lowly one used to be a chef from Tianyu Lai, Plain Yellow Flag. Fortunately, I served you before. My father, the Molzel Family, guarded the Gate of Heavenly Purity. "
The monk looked around and hurriedly said, "It's a new society now, and we don't do that anymore. This old monk has already converted to Buddhism, and my dharma name is Zong Ping. "
The old man's face turned red, and he finally said, "This lowly one understands."
The monk pointed and said, "You."
Old Man Lee said, "You're from Tianyu Lai? Do you know me? "
The old man looked at Old Man Lee and finally shook his head, "Forgive my poor eyesight."
Old Yu reminded, "Who owns the shops on Qianqian Street?"
The old man suddenly raised his head and said, "You're Second Master Li? Aiya, let me greet you. "
Old Man Lee waved his hand indifferently, "I'm not a Bannerman, so I don't need your greeting. I want to eat your crispy little carp, I'm drooling. "
The whole room burst into laughter.
Li He felt the contempt in the eyes of the people in this room, as if a chef was just a sesame seed or a mung bean in these people's eyes. They said that in the new society, everyone was equal, but in their bones, there was still a difference in status.
The old man didn't feel embarrassed at all. He felt that it was only right and proper, just like how he scolded the restaurant owner, Fatty Li.
Li He didn't mention to the people in the room that he saw the old man's destitute appearance. He only said that he met him by chance and invited him to be a chef at home.
He found a few clean clothes for the old man and let him scrub.
Since the old man wanted to show off his culinary skills, Li He asked what to buy. The old man said, "Cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, pepper, star anise, scallion, sesame oil, rock sugar, not a single one less."
Li He took a pen and paper, wrote them down one by one, and let Fu Xia go out to buy them.
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