Return To 1977 Chapter 746: Catch up

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Seeing that Hong Yanwu didn't speak for a long time, Master Pang couldn't help but shook his head.

Even he himself knew that Hong Yanwu definitely didn't care about the half-level salary.

Having been with the gang of practitioners for a long time, he would not know anything about Hong Yanwu, and he would have to have someone to catch the wind.

What's more, his extra money came from Hong Yanwu himself.

And now he has taken over the catering business at the "Clothing Night Market" and "Xiushui Street", doubling his income and allowing more people in the cafeteria to earn extra money.

The more I think about it, the more embarrassing I feel about what I said today, and I feel really bad about it.

So he thought for a while and said, "Xiao Wu, I know this is really unfair to you. Do you think this is okay? Master Zhang and I still have some respect, so I will take you there myself. , I entrust you with my trust. I think he will always look out for my face and be more tolerant. I will think of a way later to see if I can get you back in advance..."

Master Pang's attitude is very serious, which is a promise he has never made to others.

But he really misunderstood.

Because Hong Yanwu was speechless, it was not because he was dissatisfied.

He himself knows that this is called trouble coming from his mouth, it is a mine he has laid for himself, and he cannot blame others.

He also understood that Master Pang must have tried his best. So I decided long ago to face reality and obey the arrangements.

The key is that he has been curious about one thing, how good is this "Zhang Dashao"'s craftsmanship? Why are you so afraid of people looking at you?

He used to be happy all day long in the cafeteria, so he didn't think about it and didn't bother to ask.

Now I realize how strange this is. Could it be that he is even more skilled than Master Pang?

So he was awakened by Master Pang's words and raised the issue.

"What? Are you asking me or Master Zhang who is better at craftsmanship? Hehe, you really think highly of me. If you mention someone else, I would also like to put some money on my face, but Master Zhang can forget it. To be honest, I can Go to the big stove and do some rough work, but it's different from others, it's a family job! I've seen big scenes in my life, how can I compare with others! Well, that’s called craftsmanship, I won’t mention it now, I’m not qualified...”

Hong Yanwu really didn't expect that Master Pang had no self-confidence at all, and his surrender was so neat.

I was shocked at that time.

"Oh, are you so evil? Master Pang, you are too humble! Why do you want to embolden other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? I heard that it was you who introduced 'Zhang Dashao' to our factory. He really has If you are so capable, why don’t you just go to the state banquet and ask for your introduction?”

Unexpectedly, Master Pang became more and more scary as he talked.

"Hey, I'm really not being modest... You are still young, and things in the world are not as simple as you think... If nothing else, do you think our factory leader is stupid? Why are you treating Master Zhang so much? With such respect, you think anyone can work in the canteen? To be honest, you understand that if Master Zhang is willing to come here, is he giving me face? Why do you think Master Zhang is good enough to be their master..."

Seeing Hong Yanwu's surprised expression, Master Pang still didn't finish his sentence and continued talking.

"You don't believe it? Let's put it this way, remember the twenty 'salt and pepper shrimps' I gave you and Izumi? Didn't you say it was so delicious that your tongue almost swallowed it? After that, the old beggar told me to do it again. Hehe, that was actually made by Master Zhang when he was in a good mood. I don't have the ability. Also, the dish of "roasted sea cucumber with green onion" for your family was also made by Master Zhang. You know, Kouzi Chef is not good at seafood. Otherwise, why don’t you have that taste? So in the future, don’t follow others and call them ‘Zhang Dashao’. You should call them Master Zhang...”

What does it mean to speak with facts? This is.

After personal experience, Hong Yanwu could not help but be convinced.

He is a master who has eaten it before, and his "salt and pepper shrimp" is legendary.

He has never encountered it in his previous life. It is absolutely the best in the world, enough to make Michelin standards fooled.

Originally, he thought it was Master Pang's method, and he had been thinking about it for a long time.

There is actually a reason for being so eager to please the leader.

So ask quickly.

"Then, who is this master? He is so capable? Tell me quickly!"

But at this important point, Master Pang had to zip up his mouth.

"This...can't be said. I promised Master Zhang, you can't ask about it. Who is he? Master!"

Hong Yanwu smacked his lips in anxiety

"Hey, why are you so good at it? Let me ask the last question, does Master Zhang accept an apprentice? Can I learn some skills from him?"

In the end, Master Pang still decisively refused.

"Hey, don't think about it, Master Zhang doesn't accept apprentices."

"Why?"

This question was more unnecessary, and Master Pang poked him.

"Didn't you say the last thing? Don't ask! If you want to learn a craft, you'd better wait to get ahead and follow me on the red case..."

Hong Yanwu rolled his eyes and immediately felt that he was being reckless and quickly explained.

"Master Pang, let me make it clear first that I am not trying to jump on a high tree. To be honest, I am happy to follow you. But there is a special situation I have to tell you. Our family used to run a restaurant. , "Yan Mei Lou", you know? For my father, I want to reopen the old shop. How can this be done without two signature dishes? As long as you can teach me a dish like 'salt and pepper', I will never forget your kindness."

After saying this, Master Pang hesitated.

"Oh, Xiao Wu, I bet you are really the Hong family in the 'Eight Great Houses'. I said that house looks just like it."

But after thinking about it for a long time, I still said it.

"But this thing is probably not possible. Don't misunderstand me, I am not stopping you from making progress. But a famous teacher like Master Zhang is a rare fate. To tell you the truth, Master Zhang accepts his apprentice's injury I was convinced, so I closed the door. I didn’t feel comfortable saying this, and even if Master Zhang was willing to teach me, the hardship would not be something ordinary people could endure. Come on like that. You are all children of the new society..."

I didn’t expect that Hong Yanwu also had some energy. Once he spotted it, he really didn’t want to miss it.

"I know that the more capable a person is, the louder his temper is. I can't bear the scolding. Can't I just support him like the Jade Emperor? Just tell me something."

But who knows, he still thinks things are simple.

Master Pang smiled bitterly.

"You still don't understand. Scolding? How do you know the hardships of learning skills in the past? The master has more power than your parents, because teaching you is the ability to make a living. The apprentice has to obey all commands and orders. He has to be humble all day long. You have to endure hunger, cold and hard work. If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Good craftsmanship is just like blacksmithing!

I learn my craft every day with my skin torn apart, and I can’t cry even if I have tears, I can only swallow them in my stomach. Can you imagine what that feels like? Being an adult is not comfortable, being comfortable is not an adult! Only by going through this kind of rehearsal can you become superior and learn real things. ”

After Master Pang said this, he felt that he had understood everything clearly. Hong Yanwu should no longer have any unrealistic illusions.

But things in this world are so amazing!

These words not only did not dissuade Hong Yanwu's enthusiasm, but actually cheered him up.

"Hey, Master Pang, guess what? When I was learning wrestling, my master said the same thing. If I can pass on my skills after being beaten, that would be easy! To be honest, I don't have any other abilities. Kung Fu is a matter of practice. What does it matter if you hit the board a few times? I'll let him do whatever he wants with the bamboo strips, rolling pins, and wine bottles!"

"Huh?!"