Chapter 473 Should I eat or practice Wing Chun?
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the details.
Mao Yiheng's father has been engaged in the lock-picking industry for many years. With his rich professional experience, he was able to quickly and accurately judge the level of Su Chen's lock-picking skills just by watching this short video of just a few seconds.
"In our time, you had to kowtow respectfully and serve your master like your own father before he would pass on the craft to you."
The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became, and he quickly sent another message to his son.
"When I was learning, my master was very secretive, and I had to rely on my own learning and understanding to learn many key techniques. Unlike this person now, the skills he showed off are obviously very profound and not simple!"
Mao Yiheng couldn't help but gasp after reading the news about his father.
He originally thought that he had overestimated the person in the video. After all, he grew up in a lock shop and had seen many ways to open locks.
But he didn't expect that in the eyes of an expert like his father, the skills of the man in the video were so amazing, far beyond his imagination, and he was almost praised as the "King of Locking".
"Is it really that serious?"
Mao Yiheng muttered, typing rapidly: "Dad, did you make a mistake? This video is only a few seconds long."
As soon as the message was sent, Dad’s voice message bombarded me.
"Bullshit! I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice! This technique, this angle, this strength..."
Just when Mao Yiheng was still surprised, a message from his father popped up on his phone screen again.
"By the way, why are you suddenly watching lock-picking videos? What's the matter? Are you fired from your job and want to come back and inherit my lock shop?"
"Ahem!" Mao Yiheng nearly choked to death on his own saliva and quickly replied, "I just happened to see it!"
After sending the message, he suddenly had an idea, smiled mischievously, and typed hurriedly again.
"Dad, guess what this guy does for a living?"
After a while, Mao Yiheng's father sent a voice message directly.
When I clicked on the voice message, a loud and slightly irritable voice came out.
"Are you crazy at work? This guy is just a locksmith, what else could he do?"
Mao Yiheng suppressed his laughter and deliberately stayed silent for a minute before typing slowly.
"Wrong!!! Dad, you are totally wrong! A cook who can't open a lock is not a good driver. Let me tell you, this guy is a chef who specializes in cooking for people who come to his house."
After sending it, he stared at his phone, imagining his father's expression at the moment.
Then the phone was silent for a full minute.
Hey, that's weird.
Mao Yiheng scratched his head. His father was usually the "God of War" who responded instantly, but now he was silent? Could he have been provoked to the point of questioning his own life?
Finally, there was a "ding" sound.
My dad sent me a voice message. When I opened it, the voice had changed pitch.
"Go away, you little brat! Go play ball. Why are you making fun of your dad for no reason?"
Mao Yiheng finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and was about to tease his father again when his cell phone rang again.
The other person's tone was filled with deep suspicion: "Wait a minute. Could it be that some expert 'came out' and then deliberately became a cook to attract attention..."
"Why"
In the dialog box, Dad sighed, and his tone suddenly became vicissitudes of life.
"This gap is too big, what a pity! Such a good craft. What a pity..."
Mao Yiheng: ...
Dad, are you overthinking this a bit?!
What about going in and out? It sounds like someone is learning how to operate a sewing machine.
He was just about to complain about his frivolous father when his cell phone started vibrating wildly.
More than a dozen voice messages popped up in succession. When I clicked on the first one, I heard my father's voice breaking with excitement.
"Okay, you just said this master is a home cook?"
"Hurry! Contact this master for Dad! I need to place an order! Have him come to our shop and cook..."
“…”
Mao Yiheng had no patience to listen to the following voice message, and he replied with a helpless smile.
"Dad, calm down. We're in a shop the size of a palm. How can we cook? Do we need people to stand over a tiny stove and hunch over to cook?"
Dad began to feel disappointed with me.
"Calm down!"
"What do you know? This is called a roundabout way to save the country! Wait until I clean up properly and let the master cook a meal to familiarize himself with it. Then I'll ask him for advice on how to open the lock. This is called strategy!"
"What if the master sees that I, an old fellow, have a high level of understanding in lock picking and is so happy that he accepts me as his apprentice?"
Seeing this, Mao Yiheng put his hand on his forehead and typed very quickly.
"No??? Dad, I'm a real chef."
Next second.
Dad was stamping his feet anxiously in the voice chat.
"Stop talking like that, brat! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"You must find out everything for me right now, right now, and help me get this master here!"
"If you can't do this, don't even think about entering the house tonight!"
Mao Yiheng stared at the phone screen, the corners of his mouth twitching.
My goodness, it's reasonable to suspect that my dad has seen too much of the Dragon King's Son-in-law, right?
He seemed to have seen his father with one hand on his waist and the other pointing at the door, just like the domineering CEO in the TV series, except that he had a bald head, a round belly, and a more loser temperament.
"well"
Thinking of this, Mao Yiheng sighed, adjusted his headphones, and rubbed his ears that were numb from the vibration.
never mind……
Just think of it as a dream come true for the poor old dad who is in the late stage of chuunibyou.
Looking around, colleagues in the office were all slacking off openly.
Xiao Wang is browsing Taobao, Lao Li is chatting casually, and even the most serious supervisor is secretly looking at stocks.
Mao Yiheng immediately felt justified, thinking that everyone was slacking off anyway, so it didn't matter if he was the only one!
Mao Yiheng did not delay at all. He simply continued to open the previous video and scrolled directly to the second half to see if there was any summary or something.
soon.
As he paused, the screen suddenly turned into a close-up of the UP host and her friend.
At this moment, the two people, without caring about their image, stuffed food into their mouths and shouted incoherently.
"Help! This fish fillet is so tender and fresh, it melts in your mouth!"
"Slurp~Crack, crack!"
"This fillet is mine!"
"Leave some shredded potatoes for me! You already took three chopsticks!"
Mao Yiheng looked at the two girls on the screen speechlessly.
You chopped down the two pairs of chopsticks, and I rushed forward to kill, and we fought fiercely in the air. He almost burst out laughing.
Tsk tsk tsk!
My goodness, are they eating or practicing Wing Chun?
The acting is worthy of an Oscar! Is this the "Kung Fu World on the Tip of the Tongue"?
By the way, the last time Mao Yiheng was shocked was when he watched a video of a pancake in the food area. The stall owner performed with such intoxicating taste that he almost reached heaven.
But, that’s the food area.
What? The Up Masters in the Life Zone are also so hot now!
Mao Yiheng couldn't help but complain in his heart.
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(End of this chapter)
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