Siheyuan: He Yuzhu is a man who dotes on his sister!

Banggeng held the chicken in both hands, hiding from the people in the courtyard, and came to the gate. He happened to see Xiaodang and Huaihua, two younger sisters, playing outside the gate, and immediately called the two sisters to share the chicken with him.

When Xiao Dang saw her brother holding a chicken, she asked curiously, "Brother, where did you get it? We don't seem to have any chickens at home!"

Huaihua said in a baby voice: "Brother, Huaihua wants to eat."

"I picked up this chicken on the way back from school. Don't ask me anything else. If you ask me again about eating it with locust flowers, you can't eat it." Banggeng was very dissatisfied with Xiaodang's question.

"I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore." Faced with the meat, Xiaodang chose to compromise. After all, every time Uncle He brought back meat, it would be eaten up by her brother and her grandmother, and the two sisters could only eat two pieces of meat.

The three siblings came to a deserted place in the southeast corner of the steel mill.

Bang Geng came out in a hurry, and with his adrenaline pumping, he forgot to take the knife. Now how to kill the chicken became a headache for the three of them.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Xiao Dang asked.

Bang Geng thought for a moment, then stared at the hen with vicious eyes. The hen suddenly felt that her life was over.

I saw Bang Geng raising his hands above his head and swinging them down hard.

Bah.

Oh~~~~.

The hen recalled her life, from birth to now, from her master's house to Xu Damao's house, she had never enjoyed any blessings, had never laid a single egg, and now it ended miserably.

Bang Geng felt that the hen was not dead yet, so he picked up a stone and hit the hen on the head.

It's over, the hen is completely finished.

Ga.

Sisters Xiaodang and Huaihua stared at their brother Banggeng in amazement. It was the first time they had seen him kill a chicken in such a way.

Vigorous, too violent.

Banggeng completely ignored the sisters' feelings, abandoned the dead hen, looked for firewood, took out a match and lit it directly. He didn't even pluck the chicken's feathers, and threw it into the fire mercilessly.

In an instant, an unpleasant smell rushed into the nostrils of the three brothers and sisters.

In the steel rolling mill, in the back kitchen of the second canteen, only He Yuzhu and his apprentice Ma Hua were left in the entire kitchen, waiting for Deputy Director Li's order to cook.

He Yuzhu was leaning in a chair, smoking a cigarette and crossing his legs. At this time, Liu Lan walked in with red cheeks.

She noticed He Yuzhu staring at her with strange eyes, while Ma Hua was squatting in front of the stove, making a fire.

"Silly Zhu, what are you looking at?" Liu Lan suddenly felt her face turn red.

"I didn't see anything. I was just waiting for Deputy Director Li's notice to cook. What's wrong?"

See through, don’t say through.

"Oh, Deputy Director Li's guest has arrived and will be in the reception room soon. You can start cooking right away." After Liu Lan finished speaking, she quickly left to clean the reception room.

He Yuzhu put out the cigarette, tied an apron and went to the stove, poured in a lot of oil, then went to another stove and fried some twice-cooked pork, which was spicy and fragrant. He put it on the chopping board and waited until the oil on the other side heated up. He then poured in the mutton strips and fried them until they were fragrant and crispy.

Ma Hua didn't understand at all, as his master had never cooked for him like this before. But he didn't dare to ask. After all, as an apprentice, his master didn't need him to tell him what to do.

He Yuzhu caught a glimpse of Ma Hua's puzzled expression and said with a smile, "Don't you understand?"

"Ah! Master, that's not what I meant!" Ma Hua tried his best to defend himself.

"It's okay. It's normal that you don't understand." He Yuzhu put the mutton aside with a colander to drain the oil, and said with a smile: "Ma Hua, it's okay if you don't understand the first time you follow me. The second time, you have to ask if you don't understand. It doesn't matter if you don't understand when learning cooking, but if you don't ask, that's a big problem."

As He Yuzhu spoke, he poured in some simple seasonings such as dried chilies and Sichuan peppercorns, and then poured in the lamb strips. Stir-fried lamb is He Yuzhu's specialty, but the heat was not right, and He Yuzhu subconsciously raised his knees and screamed.

The fire nearly burned my pants.

"Master, are you okay?" Ma Hua was stunned. Why did the master put his knees into the stove?

He Yuzhu then realized that this was the 1960s, not the 21st century, and certainly not the kitchen of a big hotel. This habit had to be changed.

too painful.

"It's okay, it's okay, add more firewood and make the fire bigger." He Yuzhu endured the severe pain and asked Ma Hua to add more firewood.

Ma Hua added firewood to the stove while thinking, but he couldn't understand what the master was doing. It was just that when the fire in the stove suddenly started and he smelled a spicy fragrance, his mouth immediately watered. That smell was unbeatable.

Not only did the fragrance attract Ma Hua, but even Liu Lan who had just come in was attracted by the smell. She just stepped forward and asked, "Shazhu, what dish did you cook?"

He Yuzhu sprinkled sesame seeds and picked up a spoon from the pot. On it were two strips of mutton covered with sesame seeds. He Yuzhu specially prepared them for the two of them to taste.

"Try it and see how it goes!"

Ma Hua and Liu Lan couldn't wait to reach out their hands, and without even waiting for the mutton to cool down, they quickly put the mutton into their mouths and chewed it. It was immediately spicy and fragrant. Although it was very hot, both of them showed happiness on their faces.

"Wow, this is so delicious. Mutton can be cooked like this. It's chewy and flavorful. It's so satisfying!"

"Master, this is so delicious, but my mouth is a little numb."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Follow me to learn cooking skills, and I guarantee that you will never go hungry in the future."

"Well, I will study hard and honor you in the future."

The more He Yuzhu listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. This sentence might be acceptable now, but He Yuzhu had traveled through time from the 21st century, so he felt unhappy when he heard this sentence.

Although He Yuzhu knew that Ma Hua meant well, he still said, "Ma Hua, in the future you should learn cooking well. It doesn't matter whether you are filial to me or not." After all, He Yuzhu was the same. When he graduated from school, he said the same thing to his teacher as Ma Hua. However, society is cruel and people's hearts are cold. Two years after graduation, He Yuzhu had already forgotten his teacher completely.

When we graduated, the teacher just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether you are filial or not. What matters is that you can earn money to support your family with your skills."

Therefore, He Yuzhu felt uncomfortable with Ma Hua's words, as if it indirectly confirmed that He Yuzhu had forgotten his teacher.

But if you think about it carefully, He Yuzhu paid for his schooling and learned cooking, which seems different from Ma Hua. After all, He Yuzhu did not take Ma Hua's money. Does it matter whether he is filial or not?

Although Ma Hua's mind was sometimes confused, he was extremely clear at this moment and said earnestly: "Master, once a teacher, always a father. In the future, you will see my actions."

He Yuzhu thought that Ma Hua was overthinking. What he meant was the same as what his master meant, that in the future he just needed to learn cooking well and earn money to support his family.