Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

Chapter 179 Close Brothers

His heart began to grow heavy, and every breath became difficult. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down, but the anxiety in his heart was like a tangled mess of threads that he could not sort out.

Wang Qiang tried to sort out his thoughts, but the situation seemed to be getting more and more complicated. In this chaotic environment, he felt as if he was trapped in an inescapable maze, and every step he took could be a crossroads of dilemma.

"Master Wang, what's wrong with you? Something seems wrong." A young chef came over with concern and held Wang Qiang's hand.

Wang Qiang smiled slightly, trying to make his expression look calmer. "Nothing, maybe I have a headache. I need some time to calm down."

The young chef nodded and patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder. "It's okay. If you need any help, just let me know."

"Thank you, I will." Wang Qiang nodded slightly, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. Despite the difficulties, he felt a little warm and comforted by the support and care of the team.

However, even with the support of his colleagues, Wang Qiang was still filled with anxiety and uneasiness. He knew that the current predicament was far from being solved by momentary emotions, and he needed to find a practical way out.

In the kitchen, noisy sounds were heard everywhere, but Wang Qiang seemed to be in silence. His thoughts were erratic, sometimes he fell into deep thought, and sometimes he was shattered by the pressure of reality.

Wang Qiang felt the pressure was increasing. He felt that the whole world was exerting tremendous pressure on him, as if every eye was scrutinizing his every move. He silently told himself to stay calm, but every breath he took was like a gasp of oppressive air.

As he walked through the kitchen, the chefs around him whispered to each other, and some even looked at him with a hint of mockery. Wang Qiang knew that he had become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone, and his failures and difficulties were no longer a secret.

"Master Wang, are you okay?" a young apprentice asked with concern.

Wang Qiang tried to force a smile. "It's okay, just some minor issues, I'll take care of it."

The apprentice nodded, as if he wanted to say something, but finally lowered his head and continued to work silently. Wang Qiang knew that his team still trusted him, but this also made him feel a heavier responsibility.

In this monitored environment, Wang Qiang felt as if he was in a trap. Every step he took was clearly seen by others, but he could not find a way to escape. He needed to be calm and sober, but the anxiety in his heart made it difficult for him to do so.

Wang Qiang felt the pressure from all around him. He knew the situation was very difficult. Everyone was watching him, expecting his next move, but also waiting for him to make a mistake. This tense atmosphere made him feel suffocated.

In the kitchen, Wang Qiang was chopping the ingredients with a knife, but his mind was constantly turning. He realized that he had to take action, but he didn't know how to get out of the current predicament. What he needed was an opportunity, an opportunity that would allow him to break free.

Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, Xu Damao suddenly came over. He had a cold smile on his face, as if waiting for Wang Qiang's reaction.

"Wang Qiang, I heard that you have been very busy recently. Are there any new developments?" Xu Damao asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Wang Qiang sensed the implication in Xu Damao's words, and he knew that the other party was not here for a friendly conversation. His mood became even heavier, but he tried to stay calm and not let his emotions leak out.

"I'll take care of it, Xu Damao." Wang Qiang replied, his voice calm and firm, although his heart was in turmoil.

In the kitchen of Xiangmanyuan, Wang Qiang is a young and talented chef. He is tall and thin, with a calm and confident look. Although he is just a handyman in the kitchen, he is always busy and sweating, and immersed in the world of cooking.

In another part of Xiangmanyuan, there is a man who is completely different from Wang Qiang. He Yuzhu, a middle-aged man in his forties, looks haggard and has a confused look in his eyes. He is a newly recruited chef in Xiangmanyuan, but he has been unable to adapt to the environment here, let alone challenge the position of head chef.

"What's wrong, Yuzhu? You look a little abnormal." Wang Qiang put down the kitchen knife in his hand and looked at He Yuzhu with concern.

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly, "Brother Qiang, my cooking skills are really terrible. Every time when it's busy, I'm always in a mess, not like a chef at all."

Wang Qiang gently patted He Yuzhu's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Yuzhu, everyone has a process of growth. You just need to practice more, observe more, and believe in yourself. You can do it."

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly, "Can I do it? I don't even know how to process the dishes now."

Wang Qiang's eyes flashed with determination, "Of course I can do it! You came here to take on the challenge. I can help you and teach you all the skills and methods you need to know."

He Yuzhu heard what Wang Qiang said, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, "Are you willing to help me?"

Wang Qiang nodded, "Of course! We are a family, and it is natural for us to help each other."

From that day on, Wang Qiang began to regard He Yuzhu as his student, and taught him cooking skills and experience. Whenever he had free time, he would take He Yuzhu to the kitchen to practice knife skills, heat control and seasoning.

"Pay attention to the heat for this dish and don't let it get burnt." Wang Qiang patiently instructed He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu listened carefully and tried hard to imitate Wang Qiang's movements. Although he was always in a hurry at the beginning, his cooking skills gradually improved a lot as time went by.

In the kitchen, Wang Qiang and He Yuzhu established a mentor-apprentice relationship. Wang Qiang not only taught He Yuzhu cooking skills, but also gave him spiritual support and encouragement in daily life. The relationship between them is not just about work, but more like a pair of close brothers.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed. During this year, He Yuzhu's cooking skills had greatly improved. He was no longer the flustered chef before, but a chef who could skillfully deal with various busy scenes.

"Brother Qiang, thank you for your help. Without you, I might never be what I am today." He Yuzhu looked at Wang Qiang gratefully.