Chapter 2 Re-Choose

"Xiao Yang, wake up quickly, you're going to be late for work."

In a daze, Yang Yi was woken up by a voice.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a tanned young man holding up his cotton trousers, exposing half of his fat ass, and wearing a pair of bright red panties underneath.

Yang Yi looked at the young man with hazy eyes, frowned and asked: "Who are you and why are you at my house?"

The young man picked up his trousers, walked up to Yang Yi and touched his head. He found that it was still a little hot and said, "Xiao Yang, you are not sleeping stupidly, are you? I asked you not to drink any leftovers from the guests last night.

I gave you that half bottle of Erguotou, but you refused to listen. Now that you are better, your mind is no longer clear."

Half a bottle of Erguotou?

A series of memories emerged for Yang Yi, and he also remembered who the young man in front of him was.

Xu Dachun is also the chef in charge of the back kitchen. Now it should be said that he is a cutter in the back kitchen.

What's going on?

Traveled through time?

Yang Yi quickly stood up and asked with some urgency: "Dachun, what year and month is today?"

Xu Dachun scratched his head, wondering what happened to Yang Yi, but he still answered truthfully: "Today is December 31, 2003, what happened today?"

Wearing a thin vest and shorts, Yang Yi didn't feel cold at all. He immediately ran to look in the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. Tears of excitement flowed from Yang Yi's eyes.

Yang Yi suppressed his inner excitement, stepped forward and handed the menu to Guo Degang.

"Are you talking about cross talk? What's the point of cross talk?"

As he walked towards the door, Guo Degang turned around and asked subconsciously.

Yang Yi smiled: "Sir, the new year is about to begin. It is estimated that there will be no more customers coming today, and you may be the last two customers in our restaurant today. Besides, these two dishes are not the same.

It’s worth a few bucks, just think of it as my invitation to you two. I wish you both a happy new year and smooth sailing in the coming year!”

Yang Yi quickly agreed, just as he remembered before.

"Sir, can you make money by talking about cross talk?"

I really traveled through time and returned to the last day of 2003.

Yang Yi came to his senses: "Isn't Mr. famous?"

"Okay!"

Zhang Jianjun asked curiously at the counter: "Xiao Yang, you have looked outside eight hundred times this day. Isn't it just snowing? What's so good about it?"

When paying the bill, Yang Yi still said he was charged 19 yuan, but when he collected it, he received 18.5 yuan. He wanted Guo Degang to accept his gratitude.

One or two years later, Zhang Yongfu left the imperial capital and returned to his hometown of Luohe.

Dachun asked curiously from the side: "What kind of dish is this stir-fried red pepper with sweet noodle sauce and an egg? It's not on our menu!"

Yang Yi ran back to the bed, put on clothes and pants, and went to the restaurant downstairs with Dachun.

Dachun was just having fun at that time and didn't listen, or maybe he didn't take it seriously.

"Young man, I really like you. Are you willing to learn cross talk with me?"

Zhang Jianjun went upstairs before six o'clock in the evening, and Yingxinke Restaurant also welcomed two guests who could change Yang Yi's life.

They will be their husbands, Guo Degang and Yu Qian.

After Guo Degang was silent for a moment, he replied: "Crosstalk is a folk art form with narration and dialogue as the main form and humor as the characteristic and purpose."

The boss, Zhang Jianjun, is a Tianjin native and is a very kind man. When Yang Yi came to the imperial capital and lived under a bridge for a few days, it was Zhang Jianjun who took him in, giving him a temporary place to stay.

Zhang Jianjun smiled. He saw in Yang Yi what he was like when he first came to the imperial capital. He was full of curiosity about everything and was as confused about the future as he was.

The moment Guo Degang and Yu Qian stood up to leave, Guo Degang still asked his doubts and asked Yang Yi: "Young man, did you know me before?"

Guo Degang and Yu Qian both nodded. When Yang Yi turned around, Yu Qian looked at Yang Yi and said to Guo Degang: "This young man is really good and can speak well."

Yang Yi felt helpless, why didn't you follow the routine?

Dachun inherited Uncle Dafu's cooking skills and became a qualified chef, but he was unable to get rid of the recipe originally formulated by his master.

Guo Degang said: "Young man, I didn't order this plate of peanuts and this plate of preserved eggs with sharp pepper before!"

"Sir, what is cross talk?"

Guo Degang just nodded and said nothing more.

Yang Yi kept waiting and waiting. Today was exactly the same as the day in his memory. There were almost no guests. In the afternoon, it started to snow like a feather.

Yang Yi turned around and replied: "Brother Zhang, it's not like you don't know that it rarely snows over there, and even if it snows, it's not so heavy. This is the first time I've seen such heavy snow."

Guo Degang and Yu Qian were stunned at the same time. This is a good talent. He has never been exposed to cross talk, but he was able to ask what cross talk is about. This also strengthened Guo Degang's intention to take Yang Yi under his disciple.

Dachun went straight into the kitchen and started preparing dishes. Yang Yi stood at the door looking at the white snow, looking forward to it with great anxiety.

Yang Yi didn't agree immediately, so he should be more reserved at this time.

Guo Degang said to Yu Qian: "Hey, the weather really changes at any time. Yesterday it was sunny and clear, but today it's snowing and the city is closed."

Guo Degang glanced at the menu and said with a smile: "Give us a pot of soju, two bowls of rice, and make a sweet noodle sauce with fried red peppers and an egg."

Yang Yi smiled and replied: "Sir, after all, the dishes are fried by people. If you order this dish, we have these ingredients, and our back chef can make the dish you want."

"

Guo Degang thought for a while before replying: "I can't tell you this. I have walked this road very hard myself. Maybe one day I can make money, but maybe if you follow me and talk about cross talk, you won't make any money in this life."

A few bucks."

Yang Yi added in his heart that the previous life does not count.

He clearly remembered December 31, 2003.

Upon seeing this, Guo De asked: "Young man, the dish I ordered is not on your menu!"

The home-cooked dishes Zhang Yongfu wrote on the menu have become his instinct for cooking, and he will also worry that he will not be able to cook other dishes after changing.

Dachun seemed to understand but Yang Yi also showed a pensive expression.

There's nothing to be proud of, it's just that shameless people can't starve to death in this world.

As Uncle Yongfu's apprentice, Dachun became the chef who welcomes new guests.

Zhang Yongfu gave Xu Dachun a shock and said unhappily: "Without you, I wouldn't know how to create it myself! As long as we have these ingredients, we can make this dish."

Yang Yi looked at the expressions of the two men and asked pretending to be curious: "Two gentlemen, what's wrong with you?"

There are not many guests on this day. In the evening, a short fat man and a tall thin man will come.

After Guo Degang and Yu Qian walked in, they dusted off their coats and sat at the third long table.

They are very depressed now, living a life of one meal without another, but in a few years they will become prosperous and become the most popular cross talk masters in the country.

Guo Degang took a deep breath and then replied: "It's okay. Didn't you just ask me what cross talk is about? I can tell you now. Cross talk focuses on the four tasks of speaking, learning and singing, and these four tasks are very difficult.

, what you have learned will benefit you for life even if you no longer work in this industry.”

Guo Degang smiled bitterly, thinking that he was not a famous person.

Yang Yi later joked with him, saying that if he could develop some new dishes on his own, he might even be able to take the national first-class chef certificate.

At this time, shouldn't you say, "Young man, I see you have strange bones and an eloquent tongue. I have a "Crosstalk Encyclopedia" here. It only costs ten yuan. After you buy it, you will definitely become a mudslide in the crosstalk world."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he filled two full bowls of rice for them and served them on the table under their eyes.

In the back kitchen, Yang Yi said to the chef in charge: "Uncle Yongfu, the guest at the table outside wants a stir-fried red pepper with sweet noodle sauce and an egg, plus a preserved egg with sharp pepper and a plate of peanuts."

When Yang Yi served these three dishes, Guo Degang and Yu Qian were a little puzzled.

But now that I own a small Tianjin-style restaurant, I naturally rely on myself to hook up with the daughter of the former owner of this restaurant day and night.

A cheerful smile appeared on Yu Qian's face and he responded: "That's how it was in Old Beiping. You'll get used to it."

Yang Yi smiled faintly and bowed to Guo Degang and Yu Qian.

"I am willing to follow my husband to do cross talk!"

Guo Degang laughed loudly, slammed the table and said with emotion: "This is how the fathers of the country can tolerate me and prevent me from causing evil in the world!"

This year's cross talk was in the cold winter season, and many people who talked about cross talk did not have enough to eat, even Guo Degang and Yu Qian, who were later known as cross talk masters.
Chapter completed!