Siheyuan: The Rebirth of the Silly Pillar in the 50s

The master chefs in the kitchen saw the director coming and greeted him enthusiastically: "The director is here, come and have a taste. This is fish made by Zhu Zi."

"Made of pillars?!"

Director Li hesitated.

He followed those leaders who ate big fish and meat all day long.

I heard that He Yuzhu made it and I was a little worried about the taste.

But after all, he is He Daqing's son, so he still needs to be given some face.

He took the chopsticks and tried to pick up a piece of the entrance.

His eyes widened immediately, and he could never forget the feeling of his taste buds exploding.

While spitting out the fish bone, he said, "I didn't expect that, Zhuzi, your skills are really good. It's like a true inheritance from your father. I'm serious, it's better than Zhang Dabiao, not only, maybe even better than your father!"

When Zhang Dabiao heard this, he immediately felt that the fish in his mouth no longer tasted good.

His face also darkened.

He felt pressure like never before.

"Director Li, you are very grateful. My father did not teach me my craft. No apprentice can be better than his master."

He Yuzhu knew that he had just arrived and should be humble when he should be humble.

He also deliberately downplayed Director Li's evaluation of Zhang Dabiao.

To avoid offending people.

"You are right. No apprentice is better than the master, right, Da Biao?"

"what?"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't react or hear clearly. He could only say with a smile: "That's, that's..."

"Da Biao, your attitude is quite good. But just having an attitude when studying under a teacher is not enough. You have to be careful. You said that you have been here for several years and you can't change your job every year. Aren't you anxious? ?”

Zhang Dabiao was poked at a painful spot and fell into painful silence.

"I was talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it. I understand, Director. I will work hard."

Zhang Dabiao continued to smile.

"I have heard you say the word "hard work" for several years. Don't just talk, just do it."

Director Li tapped Zhang Dabiao's chest with his finger.

He Yuzhu felt that his face had darkened and his fists were clenched.

The incident was caused by him, and he didn't want to make things worse.

So he smiled and hugged Zhang Dabiao's shoulders.

"Don't worry, Director Li. Senior brother and I will work hard. Maybe my senior brother will be able to become a chef if he accumulates enough experience! Isn't that right, senior brother?"

Zhang Dabiao looked at He Yuzhu gratefully, his expression relaxed and he smiled.

"You young people have many opportunities, so work hard."

Director Li also stopped preaching and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder.

At this time He Daqing came back.

I saw Director Li taking the initiative to say hello.

"Da Qing, I'm serious, your son is really good. Train him well. He may even surpass you in the future."

Although He Daqing didn't know the situation, he was naturally happy when he heard the director praising his son.

"Zhuzi, Director Li complimented you, why don't you thank him quickly?"

"Thank you Director Li."

He Yuzhu smiled and showed his honesty.

Director Li nodded to him with satisfaction, then glared at Zhang Dabiao and left.

He Daqing came back after seeing off Director Li and asked everyone what happened just now.

The master chef in the kitchen explained He Yuzhu's heroic performance just now vividly.

After He Daqing heard this, he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

He kept praising He Yuzhu for his ability.

He Yuzhu was modest, and still said that it was his father who taught him better.

The atmosphere in the kitchen is peaceful.

Zhang Dabiao stood in the crowd but seemed to be a transparent person, incompatible with this environment.

He felt that his psychological pressure had reached its peak.

For the first time, he felt that this place where he had been for several years would soon be no longer with him.

But thinking about what Director Li said, he also felt that it made some sense.

He's not a fool, and he's not too stupid either.

But isn’t it just a matter of talent?

No.

He really didn't work hard enough.

If it doesn't work despite trying hard, it can be attributed to talent.

Zhang Dabiao thought like this and secretly swore in his heart that he would make it for himself and show it to everyone today.

He Zhang Dabiao is not really nothing.

So while the kitchen was busy preparing dinner, Zhang Dabiao was rushing to do all the work.

He Yuzhu was stunned when his busy foot hit the back of his head.

He does odd jobs to increase his experience points. Why is Zhang Dabiao suddenly so diligent when he is usually so lazy?

But he didn't bother to care about this and just did his own thing.

Zhang Dabiao's physical strength was obviously not as good as He Yuzhu's, and he was used to lying flat on his back.

After working all afternoon, I was obviously feeling exhausted.

Just when he sat down to rest for a while, he saw the old master preparing cabbage.

He stood up instantly and rushed over to help.

"I'll come, I'll come."

The old master was quite happy.

"Da Biao worked really hard today! He performed well."

"I will perform so well every day from now on!"

Zhang Dabiao said, picked up the pot of cabbage and left.

It was less than two meters away from where the cabbage was placed.

He already felt it was difficult when he picked it up.

While waiting to leave, my feet slipped for some reason!

bang!

Zhang Dabiao and the cabbages fell together.

A large pot of cabbage, a heroic sacrifice, needs to be washed again if it is stained with dirt.

The old master's face turned dark at that time.

"I'm praising you for nothing. You behave like this every day from now on. If you behave like this every day, our kitchen staff will tire you to death sooner or later! Come on, I'll take care of it! It's nothing!"

The old master walked over angrily.

Zhang Dabiao was sitting among the cabbages. At that moment, he was so aggrieved that he was about to burst into tears.

What the old master said was nothing, echoing in his mind.

This was the first time he doubted himself.

Is he really nothing?

Just when he was about to cry, He Yuzhu extended a helping hand.

"Senior brother, let me pull you up."

Seeing him like this, He Yuzhu really felt pity for him.

Zhang Dabiao was very moved by his behavior, and handed his hand to He Yuzhu.

When I stood up and saw him, I silently made a decision in my heart.

When it was time to get off work, He Da ran to find the White Widow early in the morning.

He Yuzhu was speechless, and he didn't know how suppressed he was that he had to run so frequently.

He was riding his bicycle to go back alone.

As soon as he entered the factory, he was stopped by Zhang Dabiao.

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

"Zhuzi, thank you for what happened today. I want to buy you a drink and thank you. Do you have time after get off work?"

He Yuzhu looked at Zhang Dabiao.

His pleading eyes were too hard to refuse.