Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

In the afternoon, two jeeps drove into the factory. The visitors were Li Huaide's friends, all of whom were senior leaders of various factories in Sijiu City. Li Huaide spent a lot of money to invite them to today's dinner.

Although Yang Liming was executed, the production plan of the steel rolling mill still needed to be completed. Li Huaide was okay in logistics, but he was a layman in production, so he could only ask these professionals to help him solve some problems.

When the bell rang and the workers left the factory one after another, the canteen opened for dinner.

He Daqing was the chef, Sha Zhu and Ma Hua prepared the side dishes, and they cooked most of the Sichuan dishes. The remaining two dishes were prepared by Cui Dake himself.

The fat man was ordered around by Cui Dake for the whole afternoon and felt a little resentful. The main reason was that this guy from the countryside was too troublesome and he could never get all the ingredients.

Cui Dake made a dish called stewed whitebait, one of the eight great bowls, according to the order in which the country chefs placed the ingredients as he remembered. This was also the best ingredient that the steel mill could provide.

It's true, after Li Huaide and his guests had eaten a lot of greasy food, they felt very comfortable when a dish that was not very meaty came out of nowhere.

"Huide, have you found another skilled chef?

I have never tasted this dish before.”

Customer A felt that the whitebait dish was very appetizing and couldn't help but praise it a few words.

Seeing that the guests were satisfied with the food, Old Li laughed twice.

"No, no, I just happened to meet him. This chef is a chef in the countryside, and the dishes he makes have a rural and rustic flavor.

You see, what we just ate was Sichuan cuisine, which was too oily, so now eating this vegetarian food, the feeling is immediately different.

This is like the combination of men and women, the harmony of yin and yang, neither of which can be missing."

Guest B also added a few words.

“It’s clear from the first glance that Old Li is living a healthy life, and even his yin and yang are in balance.

You look so radiant, and it's obvious that you've been doing a lot of reconciliation."

Li Huaide and his friends talked about everything in private, and they were used to teasing each other. When they saw what the other party was saying, they would make some dirty jokes, so he also told a few jokes with dirty jokes.

After seeing off the guests, Li Huaide returned to the kitchen and saw that Cui Dake was the only one left. As for He Daqing and his son, they had already left work with their lunch boxes.

He walked over, patted the other person's shoulder and said.

"Dake, it's a pity for you to go back to the countryside to farm with your skills. Do you want to stay in the factory and be a chef?

I can make an exception for you and transfer you to a regular employee directly."

Isn’t this what Cui Dake is waiting for here?

"Director, of course I am willing. I will definitely work hard in the future. If you want to eat anything, just come to me."

When Zhao Shanhe went to the factory cafeteria to eat at noon the next day, he saw Cui Dake and Sha Zhu each guarding a window to get food, and he knew that this guy had stayed in the factory.

He thought that Cui Dake was indeed amazing. Of course, it might also be because of the protagonist's aura that he was able to sneak directly into the cafeteria from a country boy. He couldn't help but admire him.

What surprised Zhao Shanhe the most was that Cui Dake was allocated a house very quickly, in the backyard of Courtyard 95, where the deaf old lady lived originally.

Time passed quickly and it was mid-December. With the support of Li Huaide's friends, the steel rolling mill finally completed its 12-year production plan. Although it was only one week ahead of schedule, it was also a victory for Li Huaide.

Through Zhao Shanhe's relationship, Lao Li bought a lot of fish and wild boar meat from Qiao Laoliu. He planned to hold a dinner party in the factory before New Year's Day as a reward for all the workers.

The night before the dinner, Xu Wude climbed over the wall into the courtyard in the middle of the night and went straight to find Cui Dake.

"Dake, have you memorized all your tasks for tomorrow?"

"Boss Xu, how could I forget what you told me? I promise I won't delay anything, don't worry."

"Okay, this is the medicine your boss gave you. It won't kill you, but it will just make you have diarrhea.

Put it in when you cook at noon tomorrow, and then go to Yongdingmen and take the car I left for you and go directly to Tianjin.

When you arrive in Tianjin, someone will take care of you and help you leave the mainland."

Cui Dake touched the medicine bag. Ever since he was "woken up", he felt like he was living in a dream. When he first went into hiding, he was still a passionate young man. Ten years had passed in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to leave here and go to the other side of the sea.

However, he did not want to try the rules of the Secret Service. Although he wanted to report it, he gave up when he thought about what happened to the captured spies in the past few years.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything and knowing that he was struggling, Xu Wude didn't try to persuade him. He just waited slowly by the side. It was not until more than ten minutes passed that he heard Cui Dake say a word.

"Tomorrow I will go directly to Tianjin after I finish dispensing the medicine. I hope you will keep your word."

Seeing that Cui Dake had figured it out, Xu Wude finally nodded to him, then left quietly without saying anything.

At 8: the next day, many people from the steel rolling mill arrived at the factory early. The dinner only happens once a year, and during this difficult time, all the workers are looking forward to this day.

The same goes for Zhao Shanhe. As a cadre, he can get two dinner tickets, plus one from Chen Xueru, which means he can get three meat dishes. Although he doesn't care about these little things, the dishes cooked in the big pot are much more delicious than those at home.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Zhao Shanhe led the patrol team to inspect various important locations in the factory. As soon as he came out of the Public Security Department, he saw Sha Zhu entering the health center. It seemed that this guy was lazy again and went to see Ding Qiunan.

Ignore this idiot, because he is also lazy. When leading the team to the Propaganda Department, he said to the patrol members.

"Everyone, have a cigarette and take a break. I'm going to the Propaganda Department to drink some water."

A patrol member who was closer to the couple started to make a fuss.

"Chief Zhao, are you going to see your sister-in-law? Don't keep us waiting too long."

"Go away, I'm just going to drink some water."

Zhao Shanhe replied and went into the Propaganda Department. When he arrived at Chen Xueru's office, he saw Yan Jiefang writing something, while his wife was knitting a sweater on the chair next to them.

"Xue Ru, are you considered a landlord?

They even used a minor to control him. You should know that Jiefang is not even 18 years old yet."

When Yan Jiefang saw that it was Zhao Shanhe who came in, he quickly stood up and greeted him.

"Brother Zhao~Hello, Section Chief Zhao."

It’s no wonder that he changed his words, because Zhao Shanhe told him that he had to refer to his position at work.

"Liberation, you go ahead and do your thing. I was just on patrol and happened to come by to see your sister-in-law."

As he spoke, he walked over and took a look at the sweater Chen Xueru had knitted. The wool was a bit prickly.

"I told you to just buy something ready-made. It would be pointless to tire yourself out by knitting this thing."

Chen Xueru also knew that Zhao Shanhe cared about her, and replied with a smile.

"Isn't it too busy for me?

When there was finally some work to do, Jiefang rushed to do it.

I would be bored to death if I didn’t knit.”

"It's up to you, I can't control you anyway.

I heard that there will be several delicious meat dishes for lunch today. I will come find you two and we will eat together.

I kind of miss the braised fish in the Third Canteen."

When it came to fish, Chen Xueru felt a little nauseous and retched a few times, which scared Zhao Shanhe.

"Xue Ru, what's wrong with you?"

"What are you looking at? It's your fault."