Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

The more He Daqing looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

I just feel that this person doesn't look like a waiter.

"Mr. Liu, isn't it too unfair for you to be a waiter? I think it's absolutely fine for you to be a shopkeeper.

With your bearing and appearance, no one would doubt that you are the boss."

"Master He, you are too kind. From now on, I will be our waiter. If you need anything, just call me. You are welcome.

If you old people are too polite, I don’t know how to get along with you here.

Don’t call me Mr. Liu anymore, just call me Xiao Liu, or Guo Tao is also fine.”

Master Wu was still wondering whether this man was the young lady's fiancé.

No matter how Master Wu looked at it, he felt that this man and the young lady were a perfect match.

In addition to their appearance, he felt that their inner temperaments were somewhat similar.

He didn't hesitate and called Xiao Liu directly.

"Xiao Liu, how is your relationship with the young lady? How did you meet?"

Liu Guotao turned and looked at Master Wu.

"Master Wu, right? Your daughter and I met last year.

When your young lady went to Baoding, she stayed in our hotel.

At that time, I casually said that this store would not be open for long.

When she heard it, she told me that if it failed, I should come to Beijing to find her.

As it turned out, our store went bankrupt, so we had no choice but to come to Beijing to make a living."

Master Wu nodded with some regret. He really believed what Liu Guotao said and thought that the other party was really a waiter.

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

"Master Wu? What a pity?"

"Ah, I mean you're late. In the early years, we had banquets every day. Now, it's only once every three days. I don't know if the ladies can make money."

He Daqing knew that Liu Guotao was no simple person, but he didn't ask too many questions.

No matter what he does, it's fine as long as Miss Tan can accept it.

It was past five in the evening, and He Daqing thought it would be another day of chatting.

Everyone has packed up and left work.

"Master He, Master Wu, I may have to trouble you two tonight.

I just received a call. They need a chef at this address. I think the distance is not far. I will go there quickly and go home early in the evening. "

He Daqing hates working overtime the most, especially the night shift.

But thinking that I had been idle for two days, I felt embarrassed to take someone's salary for nothing.

"Okay, Master Wu, let's leave early and come back early."

He Daqing and Master Wu packed up their tools and were ready to set off.

"Master He, Master Wu, I will go with you and can help you.

It's getting late, and since there are more of us, maybe we can finish the job faster and go back to bed earlier."

"Okay, let's go together."

The three of them rode two bicycles, which belonged to the Tan family and were mainly used by chefs and purchasing agents.

Oftentimes, some nobles would visit their residences just to try the cooking skills of the Tan family’s cuisine.

But I didn’t want to come to the Tan Mansion, so only the chef from the Tan Mansion could go there.

A few years ago, Tan’s cuisine had a lot of rules.

If you want to eat at Tan’s House, you not only have to make a reservation, but you also have to follow their rules.

There are rules for what to eat and when to eat.

But nowadays, whoever has the bigger fist and more money rules the rules.

"Daqing, what is this place? Why are there so many soldiers?"

Following the address given by Miss Tan, He Daqing and the other two arrived near a villa.

There were several soldiers standing guard outside the villa with live ammunition.

Seeing the three people coming, he immediately loaded his gun and shouted at them.

"Stop, what do you do?"

"Chef, we are here to cook. Is this the address?"

He Daqing was afraid that the other party's gun would go off accidentally. If it went off accidentally, whether he was injured or killed, it would be too unfair.

The soldier took the note, took a look at it, and then immediately entered the villa.

After a few minutes, he let the three people in.

After entering the villa, He Daqing was really shocked.

There is really no difference between this villa and the luxurious villas of later generations.

Except that the lighting is not as bright and the colors are not as vivid, there is almost no difference.

However, electronic equipment and gas equipment cannot be compared with those of later generations.

The villa's kitchen is in a small house behind the villa.

And it's a wood stove.

The housekeeper led He Daqing and the other two to the kitchen.

"You guys are in charge of preparing these dishes. You must make them delicious. Time is tight. We only have two hours to prepare them.

The dinner will officially start in two hours.

Don't worry, as long as you do it well, you will definitely be rewarded.

But if you don’t do well, you won’t be able to escape a beating.”

"Yes, yes, don't worry, our craftsmanship is among the best in all of Peking."

The butler nodded and turned to leave.

Liu Guotao took two steps forward, slightly blocked the butler's steps, and then asked carefully:

"Mr. Butler, wait a minute, can I ask who will be having dinner next?"

The butler looked at him warily.

"Why do you ask?"

"Oh, that's right. Different people have different tastes. If the person eating here is from the south, we'll make it a little sweeter. If the person eating here is from the north, we'll make it a little saltier.

In addition to where they are from, you also need to understand the personality of the person eating there.

For example, if you treat an impatient person with hot tofu, he may scold you.

In order to make the guests eat more comfortably, I asked one more question. "

The housekeeper thought what Liu Guotao said made sense.

After thinking about it, I felt that there was nothing wrong in telling the chef the identity of the guest.

"The guest is from southeastern Shanxi. I don't know anything else. Okay, go get ready."

He Daqing checked all the materials carefully.

Go over the dishes you can cook in your mind and you can probably make about 10 dishes.

With a budget in mind, he started working.

Since Master Wu specializes in white-casserole dishes, he basically doesn't need to look at any ingredients.

I started kneading the dough a long time ago.

As for Liu Guotao, he started chatting with other people in the villa.

Sometimes he praises others for their good job and high salary.

He also praised the other person for meeting a good boss and being able to have a stable, high-paying job for the rest of his life.

I also asked the boss what he did, how old the company was, and whether he was hiring.

In Master Wu's opinion, this guy's heart is not on his work at all.

On the contrary, I always want to change jobs and find a better place.

"I misjudged this Xiao Liu. It's only his first day here, but he's already thinking about changing masters. He's really a piece of shit."

Master Wu is different from He Daqing.

Master Wu was born in the Tan family. If the Qing Dynasty had not fallen, he would be a servant of the Tan family now.

He Daqing learned Tan family cuisine from his master.

His master is both the chef of the Tan family and his father-in-law.

That’s right, He Daqing is a gigolo.

Mainly relying on his figure and face, he found a good wife.

Then I learned how to cook from my father-in-law.

After that, I continued to work for the Tan family.

After He Yuzhu was born, his father-in-law bought him a house and let him move out of the Tan Mansion.

His father-in-law also wanted him to have a place to live in his old age when he was old and weak.

But he never expected that not long after he taught He Daqing how to cook Tan's dishes, he would die in a prostitute's belly.

Although the death is not painful, it is shameful.