Siheyuan: Seventeen-year-old He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu was also a little confused about the situation. He saw that the people who came in included men, women, young and old, and each of them had a pale face and thin body. They were the refugees in the rescue station.

"Master Li, what's going on?"

Master Li was also shocked to see so many people coming into the kitchen, "I don't know either."

As the kitchen manager, he has to stand up in this situation.

I plan to ask what these people are doing here.

He was just about to stand up.

Then he saw a man who looked to be about 60 years old among the deserters. He stood up with a hunched back and asked, "Who made today's dish?"

Master Li knew this old man. He had been coming to the rescue station for quite a long time. His name was Zhang Sanyi.

When he heard the old man ask this question, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there was really something wrong with the food?

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the food?"

Mr. Zhang said: "The food...is really delicious."

"Especially shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stewed radish."

"We came here specially to express our gratitude."

“Which chef made these three dishes?”

Everyone following Mr. Zhang nodded in unison, "Yes, it's delicious."

“I’ve never had such a delicious meal in my life.”

"Which chef made this? Thank you so much."

"..."

The people in the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. It turned out that he came to express his gratitude. Looking at his attitude, they thought he came to cause trouble.

Come to think of it, the dishes cooked by Zhuzi are really delicious. If I eat such delicious food outside, I would probably want to meet the chef.

Not to mention the refugees in these shelters. It was difficult for them to even fill their stomachs in the past, let alone eat such delicious food.

They can get meals in the shelter, but they were the ones who cooked in the past. They know their cooking skills well and they are no match for Zhuzi.

Master Li hurriedly introduced: "These three dishes are all made by Master Zhuzi."

He Yuzhu really didn't expect that these people came for him or came specifically to express their gratitude.

They are just three home-cooked dishes, but I never expected such an effect.

Old Zhang looked at He Yuzhu, a little surprised. This man was a little too young.

The cooking skills are so good.

This was said by Master Li, so there shouldn't be any problem.

He came to He Yuzhu with a hunched body. He Yuzhu stood up quickly. Zhang held He Yuzhu's hands with both hands, trembling, with tears in his eyes, "Master Zhuzi, thank you so much. I am old and never thought I would have the opportunity to eat such delicious food."

He Yuzhu said quickly: "Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. This is what I should do."

The barbarians all thanked him, "Master Zhuzi, don't be too modest. The food you cook is the best I have ever eaten."

"Being able to eat such delicious food, my life is complete and I have no regrets."

"Master Zhuzi, you look so young, but I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. It's so good that I can't even describe it in words. Thank you so much."

"I haven't had a good meal for more than a week. I didn't expect to have such delicious food when I first came to the shelter today."

"Spicy and sour potato shreds, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and stewed radish are three simple homely dishes. Master Zhuzi, you can make them so delicious. I can't believe it. Master Zhuzi, your cooking skills are really great."

"..."

Everyone expressed their gratitude and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

The people who come to the shelter must have had a bad life before, and they never thought that one day they would be able to eat such delicious meals.

Although this is a home-cooked meal and there are only three dishes, they think it tastes better than anything else.

Even the famous chefs out there are probably only at this level.

He Yuzhu was very happy to see that everyone praised him so much and liked the food he cooked so much.

"Thank you everyone for your likes!"

Zhang Lao asked, "Master Zhuzi, I haven't seen you at the rescue station before. Are you new here?"

He Yuzhu replied: "I just came here to help today."

Mr. Zhang felt a little regretful. He also knew that there were not enough staff in the rescue station and many volunteers often came to help.

From this point of view, Zhuzi is also a volunteer.

This means that Zhuzi will not stay in the rescue station often.

I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the meals he cooks often in the future.

This is indeed a pity and a shame.

But on second thought, Zhuzi has such great cooking skills, he must be a chef outside and must be very busy. It is already a very difficult thing for him to come to the shelter to help and cook a meal.

Mr. Zhang nodded and said, "Zhu Zi, please come here more often in the future. We all like the food you cook."

Everyone also nodded in unison.

Even the people in the kitchen nodded along. They also liked the food cooked by Zhuzi.

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "No problem, I will come here often."

Although his main purpose of coming to the shelter was to practice his medical skills and improve his proficiency, there was nothing wrong with him cooking a meal for everyone.

Everyone enjoyed the food and had a great time, and he was happy watching it too.

Everyone thanked him again before leaving.

"call......"

"I was really scared just now. I thought something happened. It turns out that he came here to thank Zhuzi."

"Yeah, with such a large group of people, it was a bit stressful, but luckily there were no problems."

Master Li also said: "Zhu Zi, your treatment today is really the best. We have never encountered such a situation before. I have been in the rescue station for two years, but I have never seen anyone come to thank the chef."

"This is recognition of your cooking skills."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that everyone would like the food I cook so much."

Master Li said, "By the way, I was interrupted just now, but you haven't told me what position you hold in Cuihua Building?"

He Yuzhu said: "Chef."

"Ah?" Master Li was stunned. He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Zhu Zi, I didn't hear you clearly just now, please say it again."

He Yuzhu repeated, "I said I was the head chef at Cuihualou."

This time, not only Master Li could hear it clearly, but everyone in the kitchen could hear it clearly.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

After about ten seconds, someone asked, "Zhu Zi...what's your last name?"

"My surname is He, and my name is He Yuzhu."