Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Steel rolling mill.

The kitchen of the third canteen.

He Yuzhu is taking charge.

Maybe Chef Cui got some inside information and suddenly gave up his struggle.

Today, even the master of the big pot has been given up.

There are many people in the kitchen, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The head chef is the leader of the martial arts world in San Canteen.

Chef Cui, the old martial arts leader, originally wanted to support his close disciples to take over.

However, the former deputy leader is too strong and has recently received a lot of external support.

It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so Chef Cui admits his defeat.

If you are powerless, you can't get things done.

In particular, his favorite apprentice committed a crime not long ago. If he is stained, he will not be able to work as a monitor in the steel rolling mill, which is a big blow to Chef Cui.

The craftsmanship is not as good as that of the two generations of the old He family. Not to mention, I still have problems with the way I look at people.

Maybe, this is life.

He Yuzhu's nickname is Silly Zhu, which has long been spread in the steel rolling mill.

Since the nickname contains the word "silly", he must be doing things differently than ordinary people.

It's hard to maintain the airs of being a squad leader.

"Zhuzhu, okay, you tripped up Lao Cui, and you will be the one to take charge of the next three canteens."

"Shazhu, don't forget me Xiaozao in the future. I'll know that you can do it right away..."

"Squad leader He Yuzhu, hey, look at what I say, it's just a matter of morning and evening, it doesn't count as advance, it doesn't count as advance."

Chop chop chop!

He Yuzhu dealt with the ingredients under his hands and prepared them in advance. After the meeting in the factory, he could start working with an order from the logistics director.

For this day, He Yuzhu could be said to have been looking forward to and thinking about it in his dreams.

I used to hate Chef Cui so much that I wanted to beat him up the next day.

But at this moment, when He Yuzhu looked at Chef Cui's old face and rickety bones, he felt a little uninterested.

The defeated general has no thought of bullying anymore.

For a moment, it was boring.

But I know what I'm doing, and I've developed muscle memory, so I can't make a mistake.

"Zhuzi, let's start. The factory leaders will be here soon."

"okay."

The gears in the kitchen of the Third Canteen began to turn slowly following the canteen director's greeting.

After a while, Jia Dongxu rushed into the kitchen.

He leaned into He Yuzhu's ear and whispered a few times, and He Yuzhu nodded repeatedly.

In fact, I just want to tell him who is doing it and where they are from.

Knowing this information, you can know some preferences and tastes.

Only He Yuzhu could think of such clever things.

Although He Yuzhu is called Silly Zhu, anyone who really thinks that he is stupid is a big fool.

Look at He Yuzhu's eight hundred tricks, he is very clever.

If He Yuzhu is really serious, he will definitely be able to pass the Level 8 chef exam and become a head chef.

It's just that sometimes, he always makes mistakes.

Maybe this is the drawback of growing up free-range.

Without parents to take care of him, he has been more casual in doing things since he was a child. Although he has standards and bottom lines, they are established by him arbitrarily, rather than based on social laws and human relations.

Some places are nice, but sometimes they seem out of place.

At least for now, He Yuzhu wants to be the chef squad leader. He hopes that he can have the final say on the battlefield and not have someone always jumping out to cause trouble.

The interests are in the same direction, so there is no oversight in cooperation.

Jia Dongxu left after communicating.

He is also one of the people attending the banquet.

No matter how trivial it is, it can still be served.

As soon as Jia Dongxu left, a tall man with a square face also walked in.

Looking around, I saw He Yuzhu frying half a plate of wild boar meat. He immediately became happy and came over with a grin on his face.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, well, work hard and show off your skills. If I feel uncomfortable eating at the dinner table later, don't blame me for being rude to you..."

He Yuzhu raised his head.

Immediately he became angry.

Nana's is actually this guy Xu Damao.

God is so blind that he allowed this guy to be the only projectionist in the steel rolling mill.

Outrageous.

"go away."

He Yuzhu raised his arms and held up the frying spoon as if to strike.

Xu Damao shrank his neck and quickly stepped back.

There is oil on this frying spoon, but it's not like you feed it into your mouth. It would be difficult to wash off if it gets on your clothes.

Mainly, the frying spoon is hot.

After all, there was a lot of hype just now, and Xu Damao was afraid that he would make a bad impression on the leader by sitting at the same table for dinner for the first time.

"Okay, He Yuzhu, just wait for me. Sooner or later, you will be rewarded."

"Tch, you're a coward."

He Yuzhu spat and started cooking again.

If it weren't for the momentous moment when it came to whether he would appoint someone in the future or take orders from others.

He Yuzhu can still grasp the sense of proportion.

If not, with Xu Damao's arrogance just now, he would not have used it to scare him, but would have chased him and hit him.

He Yuzhu's craftsmanship is truly incredible.

Because it is still the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, among the chefs, those with the best skills go to the well-known big hotels in Beijing to cook, while those with average skills go to factory cafeterias to cook big pots of rice.

He Yuzhu's cooking skills may not be up to par among the top chefs in the capital, but among the many brother factories, his cooking skills are definitely second to none.

I dare not say that he is number one, but if I say that he is in the top three, he definitely has a place.

It took a few hours to finish the banquet and serve it up.

There was a lot of eating and drinking inside.

There are several small leaders in the Qingshui Yamen department who cannot even maintain their appearance.

They don't know if they are greedy for meat, or if He Yuzhu's craftsmanship really appeals to their appetite.

I was praising it while eating it.

"The person in charge of San Canteen today is very good and the food he cooked is the best."

"I feel like this is the best chef in our steel rolling mill."

"From now on, the reception of our department will be arranged in the third cafeteria. This is the chef. By the way, who is this chef?"

"It's not Chef Cui. Lao Cui will retire next month."

"The surname is He, the son of He Daqing."

"Hey, no wonder, this is a family tradition."

Even though the steel rolling mill was an industry in Loubancheng back then, it was actually inextricably linked to the deaf old lady in the courtyard.

Be it He Daqing or He Yuzhu, everyone knows some things as clearly as a mirror, but they just don't say it.

What can a stale cook do?

"Okay, let's not mention the chef. Today we will eat and drink. Regarding Deputy Factory Director Li and the new chef team leader of the Third Canteen, I think the chef's ability is pretty good today. You can mention it during the meeting."