Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

"I'm sorry, Auntie. I've already arranged for Grandma to look after the stove. You should find someone else."

This is the purpose of He Yuzhu looking for the deaf old lady. It’s so cold, he can’t let the deaf old lady wash vegetables.

"Okay, since Zhuzi has arranged a job for you, I'll go find someone else."

Jia Zhang twisted her fat body and went towards Liu Haizhong's house.

"Yushui, I'm going to help the Jia family in the kitchen today. You stay at home and read a book. Don't run around. Do you hear me?"

He Yuzhu pulled He Yushui over and gave him a serious warning. After all, with his sister's clingy personality, he was afraid that she would secretly come to the stove to find him, and it would be bad if she got burned.

"Oh, I understand." He Yushui nodded obediently. Although she was still a child, she could tell when she could act up and when she should be obedient.

Today happened to be a rest day, and the workers at the steel rolling mill were all resting at home. As a result, He Yuzhu ran into Liu Haizhong who was taking a walk as soon as he came out of the house.

As soon as he saw He Yuzhu, Liu Haizhong's eyes lit up and he stepped forward and said, "Hey, Zhuzi, it's been a long time since we last met. You've been in Taifeng Building for almost a month, right? Haven't you met any important people?"

He Yuzhu said honestly, "No, I'm just an apprentice. I've never even been out of the kitchen. How could I have met any big shots?"

"That's right. He is a person of such high status that a small apprentice like you can't meet him. It's my fault for being nosy." Liu Haizhong said with a little disdain.

Looking at Liu Haizhong's face changing so quickly, He Yuzhu secretly sighed in his heart: "He is indeed worthy of being a person who could make a living in that period. The speed of his face changing is really admirable."

Seeing Liu Haizhong, He Yuzhu couldn't help but think of Lou Xiao'e, with whom he had an ill-fated relationship in his previous life.

In the previous life, Lou Xiao'e's family was vandalized, looted and burned by Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong, who eventually forced them to move to Hong Kong.

Although the Lou family had suffered a great disaster during that period, they did not have to worry about this problem now. This was all thanks to Lou Bancheng's several bets back then, which had tainted himself with some red.

This allowed him, a big capitalist, to live a peaceful life for a few years before the storm came, but it was only temporary.

No matter how Lou Bancheng tries to clear the label on himself, it is of no avail and he will always be held accountable in the end.

So even if he had no chance to meet Lou Xiao'e, He Yuzhu would try his best to remind their family and let them seek refuge in Hong Kong as soon as possible.

However, the most important thing right now is to find a helper to do the dirty and hard work. He Yuzhu was originally worrying about where to find this helper, but he didn't expect that the helper would come to his door.

"Second Uncle, although I have never seen those big shots in person, my master has seen them. He told me a lot of good stories about them. Do you want to listen?" He Yuzhu skillfully threw out the bait and waited for the fish to take the bait.

"Really? Zhuzi, tell me quickly, what good story do you have?" Unexpectedly, Liu Yuer took the bait.

"Well, I have to go cook for the Jia family today, so I don't have time to stand here and talk to you. How about you come and give me a hand, and I'll explain it to you while I cook, is that ok?"

"Okay, I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well give you a hand." Sure enough, Liu Haizhong, whose appetite was whetted, agreed to He Yuzhu's request immediately.

After a while.

"Second uncle, I didn't expect you to be so quiet and reserved. I didn't expect you to have such strength. You moved 300 kilograms of coal in just a few moves. It's amazing."

He Yuzhu saw the dark bangs all over his body and praised him in a hypocritical manner.

"Okay, stop talking about this useless stuff and continue."

"Oh yeah, where were we talking about?"

"It is said that the designer and the great elder had an argument at the banquet............."

"Yes, I remember now. Those two are indeed the pillars of the country. When they quarreled, neither of them gave in. The key point was that no one present dared to step forward to stop the fight. There was only one fearless young man, and he..."

"What about him?" It was cut off at the critical moment, which made Liu Haizhong feel itchy.

"I forgot." He Yuzhu spread his hands and said innocently.

"What did you say?! Did you forget?!"

Seeing that Liu Haizhong was about to lose his temper, He Yuzhu quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll tell you when I get back and I'm better."

"Editor?"

"No, no, you heard it wrong. It's "think, think."

He said a few perfunctory words to Liu Haizhong, and when he saw that the preparations were almost done, he found an excuse to send Liu Haizhong away.

At noon, after all the preparations were completed, several families who were acquainted with He Yuzhu gathered around the big stove to see how well He Yuzhu, who was cooking for the first time, could do.

Among them, Jia Dongxu is the most active. If He Yuzhu's level is not good enough, he can let He Yuzhu show his face.

After all, talking bad about people behind their backs and leading others to hate someone are the specialties of their Jia family. Since they have already spent the money to hire a chef, the level must be as good as the chef. If He Yuzhu's level is not good enough, it will be his turn to perform.

But unfortunately, Jia Dongxu was destined to be disappointed.

Even if He Yuzhu didn't use what he learned from Taifenglou, his sixty years of experience as a level seven chef alone would be enough to crush all the so-called chefs out there.

The pleasing knife skills, the skillful cooking movements, and the mouth-watering aroma, everyone present knew that He Yuzhu had learned the essence of cooking in Taifeng Building.

After Jia Dongxu and Yi Zhonghai completed the lengthy recognition ceremony, everyone finally got to eat the long-awaited dishes made by the apprentices of Taifenglou.

The taste of the dishes did not disappoint them. Even a simple dish of stir-fried cabbage was so delicious that they wanted to lick the plate, let alone other dishes.

"Wow, I didn't expect that Zhuzi, at such a young age, can cook better than his father. It's really amazing."

"That is to say, when his father was a chef in the factory, people in the cafeteria lined up to eat his meals. If Zhuzi also became a chef, I dare not imagine what the cafeteria would look like."

"Don't dream. Zhuzi is an apprentice at Taifenglou. He is going to be a chef in the future. How could he possibly go to the factory to cook for us? Forget it."

"That's right. Judging from Zhuzi's level, this might be the last time he cooks outside. I have to eat more, or I won't be able to eat it in the future."

“Then I’ll eat more too… Hey Aunt Jia, we haven’t finished eating yet, why are you pouring vegetables into the bag?!”

Holding the plate in one hand and the bag in the other, Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "This is my family's banquet. I can do whatever I want. You have no right to interfere."