At one end of Xuefu Road in Linhang City, a retro two-story restaurant stands on the street. On the eaves of the building, on a plaque with a sense of antiquity, are written three large red-painted characters - Chaoxianju!
It was already ten o'clock in the evening. People with tired faces walked out of the restaurant one after another. Before leaving, they greeted the counter inside the building: "Young boss, we're leaving first!"
A few groups of three or four left. Yu Wuwei, who was sitting in a chair behind the counter, waved his hands tiredly, his eyes almost closed. He did not answer and let these people go home on their own.
Yu Wuwei now feels like his body is no longer his own. Not only is he physically tired, but he is also mentally tired.
He was originally a college student at Linhang University. He was both good in character and academic performance, with excellent grades. Many relatives and friends who knew him gave him a thumbs up and said that this child would have a bright future.
However, at that age when he was full of vigor and vitality, fate seemed to play a joke on him. Just last month, his father was hospitalized due to overwork, and his mother had to take care of his father in the hospital.
The Yu family is not a wealthy family, but they are not poor either.
This restaurant has been passed down from generation to generation. It is said that one of the ancestors of the Yu family was an imperial chef in the palace. When he retired in his later years, he returned to his hometown and opened a restaurant. He passed on his cooking skills to his descendants, and this restaurant has been run from generation to generation.
The Yu family has been running a restaurant for generations, but in modern times there have been many storms, and nothing can withstand the test of time and war. After so many years, many skills have been lost for various reasons.
By the time of Yu Wuwei's father, Yu Chenhuo, Yu Wuwei's grandfather, Yu Sanshao, was injured in the early days of liberation and had always been in poor health. He passed away without passing down much of his culinary skills, so Yu Chenhuo did not grasp much of his ancestors' essence, and his business was not as prosperous as his ancestors'.
Yu Chenhuo did not want to bring shame to his ancestors' reputation, so he was determined to expand the restaurant. He worked very hard every day, getting up earlier than the chickens and sleeping later than the dogs.
Especially after having a son and his son went to a good university with excellent grades, he became even more motivated. Finally, due to years of overwork, his health collapsed and he was admitted to the hospital.
However, this restaurant was passed down from ancestors and was the life's work of several generations of the Yu family. Yu Chenhuo really couldn't bear to see the restaurant go bankrupt.
Seeing his father's sad expression and thinking that his father was hospitalized due to overwork for the family, Yu Wuwei, who was only a junior in college, gritted his teeth and resolutely dropped out of school to help his family run the restaurant, regardless of the advice of relatives, friends, classmates and teachers.
This is the second month since he dropped out of school to manage the restaurant. Although there are cooks to cook and waiters to serve, and he does not have to do some physical work himself, such a large restaurant is not something he, a college student who has not yet graduated, can easily manage.
In the past, I watched my parents manage the restaurant in an orderly manner. Although it was not very popular, the income was stable, so it seemed easy.
However, only after actually getting started did he realize how much he learned! He had to manage the daily purchases, expenses, and social events. He also had to make decisions on every matter, big or small, and deal with customers whenever they had something to offer.
Yu Wuwei didn't have much free time for a whole month, and only then did he gradually adapt to the work in the restaurant!
The plaque on the restaurant's door was also taken out by Yu Wuwei when he was cleaning the restaurant's warehouse a few days ago.
According to my father, this plaque was inscribed on the restaurant by a top scholar a hundred years ago, and it was treasured by our ancestors.
Several decades ago, a nationwide riot broke out. Yu Wuwei's grandfather was worried that the plaque would be destroyed, so he secretly took it down and hid it.
Later, after his grandfather passed away, Yu Wuwei's father was busy with business and forgot about the plaque. It was not until Yu Wuwei found the plaque that he remembered it!
It's finally closing time.
Yu Wuwei was so tired that he was too lazy to move. He felt that he had lost at least 20 kilograms in a month.
No, I need to take a nap first and then get up and close the door.
Yu Wuwei, who was dozing off in a chair with his eyes closed, didn't notice that, just as he was falling asleep, the plaque on the restaurant's gate suddenly emitted a golden light, and then the surrounding scenery began to gradually become hazy...
After an unknown amount of time, a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes, with a handsome face but a hint of worry, walked in. He looked around the restaurant lobby and a hint of confusion appeared on his face. "Chaoxianju? Why don't I remember there being such a restaurant here? And this restaurant seems a little different from the usual ones!"
Out of curiosity, the middle-aged man walked straight in and saw that the entire restaurant hall was completely different from what he had seen in heaven!
The middle-aged man looked around curiously, then walked to the counter and knocked on the table: "Hey, fellow Taoist, wake up! Wake up! Fellow Taoist!"
Yu Wuwei heard a voice beside his ear while he was drowsy. He reluctantly opened his sleepy eyes and saw an enlarged face appearing in front of him, which scared Yu Wuwei.
How could someone disturb my peaceful sleep? I remember I closed the door! Huh? Door? I don't think I closed it tonight, so someone must have come in! Someone's come in!
Yu Wuwei's sleepiness vanished suddenly at this thought. Was he being robbed? Was he being robbed of his money or his body?
Yu Wuwei sat up with a start and blurted out, "Who are you? Are you trying to rob me of my money or my body?"
Then he leaned back and continued, "Why are you standing so close to me? Are you trying to rape me?"
Speaking of this, Yu Wuwei felt a chill, rubbed his arms, and felt goose bumps all over his body.
The middle-aged man didn't expect Yu Wuwei to react so strongly after waking up. He was stunned for a moment before explaining, "What do you mean by robbery? Did you dream of robbers?"
Then he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. I am the God of Food. I came to your restaurant to eat, not to rape you."
"Here to eat?" Yu Wuwei finally realized that he was confused in his sleep and thought the person coming was a robber.
This is a restaurant, the door is not closed, so it is normal for people to come here to eat.
Besides, WeChat and Alipay are popular on mobile phones now, and families don’t have much cash, so the profession of robber has no money prospects anymore.
A few days ago, I saw a news report online that a robber robbed a supermarket and only stole a few dozen dollars. He almost fainted in the toilet from crying.
Ahem, my thoughts have gone a bit off track.
Only then did Yu Wuwei face up to the robber in front of him, not the customer.
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