Siheyuan's opening rejection of the elderly care group

Time passed quickly. Ever since he stopped associating with Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family, he had a lot more free time. Also, since he last encountered someone selling antiques and figured out the route, he also quietly received a lot from the remnants of the Qing Dynasty. Some of them were fine items that he had seen in later generations. In a blink of an eye, time passed and it was already the year 65.

Early in the morning, after washing up, He Yuzhu went to the steel mill. When he arrived at the kitchen, he saw Ma Hua and his team had already arrived.

"Master, have you eaten? Would you like a bowl of freshly cooked millet porridge?" Ma Hua asked He Yuzhu.

"Don't worry about me, I've eaten, you go and do your work," He Yuzhu sent Ma Hua away.

He Yuzhu inspected all the posts and arranged for everyone to put away all the ingredients for lunch. He called Ma Hua over and said, "Your cooking skills have improved significantly in the past two years. In addition to what I taught you, you must have practiced a lot at home."

“Yes, Master, I’ve been the one cooking all the dishes for our family in the past two years. Isn’t it said that we should practice all the time?” Ma Hua replied.

"From today on, I will teach you how to cook special dishes. If you don't know how, just ask me. Be serious and don't be lazy."

"Really, Master, I can learn some special skills now," Ma Hua said excitedly.

"If I say you can, then you can do it. From now on, just watch me cook."

"Master, I will go prepare the dishes. I will come to see you when the time comes," Ma Hua made a cup of tea for He Yuzhu and went to get busy.

He Yuzhu took the tea, sat on his own chair, and began to think about his future. The wind was about to blow, and he had to preserve in the space some of the antiques that he had occasionally collected in the past. Ma Hua lived in a courtyard house that he had bought in Xidan two years ago and was helping him to look for houses. He had to find a chance to buy a few more houses, but he had to be careful and see if there were any special and practical skills that he could learn. He didn't have any big ideals, and he just wanted to be a rich and idle person in the future.

Just as I was thinking about it, Ma Hua came to teach me, "Master, it's almost time, you can start cooking."

When He Yuzhu looked at his watch and saw it was already 11 o'clock, he hurriedly got up and asked Ma Hua to help him cook the big pot of food. The others arranged to steam buns and clean tools.

"Ma Hua, Master Li has retired and the big pot cooking will be handed over to you. I will teach you how to cook small pots before I get off work every day. You have to learn how to cook small pots by yourself slowly. After practicing more, you can go out and take on jobs."

While talking and He Yuzhu were busy, he cooked the big pot dish and explained to Ma Hua every step of cooking in a small stove, the timing and degree of adding seasoning, and the difference between cooking in a big pot.

"Have you remembered it? If not, take a notebook and write it down. Go back and read it slowly and think about it carefully," He Yuzhu reminded.

"Okay, Master. I'll write it down in a notebook."

As soon as 12 o'clock arrived, the cooked dishes were served in large bowls and brought to the serving table. The fragrance instantly filled the entire cafeteria.

"Can you smell it? This is the aroma of food. This is not cooked by Ma Hua, it must be cooked by Chef He. I have to eat more."

"You want to eat more. I want to eat more. Do I need so many receipts?"

"My cousin's family is celebrating her grandfather's birthday in a few days and they want to find a better chef. I'll go ask Master He if he has time."

Nowadays, all the good chefs are in restaurants. It is not easy to find a good chef for a private banquet. It is a very honorable thing for someone to find a good chef for a banquet.

Everyone lined up while talking and moved forward to get their food.

"Uncle, is He Yuzhu's craftsmanship so popular? Let him take care of us." Qin Huairu, who works in the same workshop with Yi Zhonghai, has been slacking off in recent years, so she is still a first-class worker. Although they are in the same courtyard, He Yuzhu does not associate with them.

"You have smelled He Yuzhu's work in the courtyard. Now, if anyone in the neighborhood has a banquet, they all want to ask He Yuzhu for help. He bought a bicycle for Yushui two years ago, and he has added a lot of things in recent years, which shows that he makes a lot of money," Yi Zhonghai replied. "You are always washing clothes in the courtyard, so you won't stop him at the door. He can't embarrass a woman like you, right?"

After He Yuzhu finished cooking in the cafeteria, he asked Ma Hua to bring him a meal. After eating and drinking, he picked up a cup of tea and sat on a chair to rest.

"Master He, Director Li is having a leadership party tonight, please get ready," Secretary Li came to the kitchen and informed He Yuzhu.

"What dishes do you need to prepare? Is there a menu?" He Yuzhu asked.

“There’s no menu, but there are two people from Sichuan who are here, so we’ll make some Sichuan dishes,” said the factory director’s secretary.

"Okay, I understand," He Yuzhu agreed.

Secretary Li explained clearly that He Yuzhu knew about it, then turned around and left.

He Yuzhu from the kitchen stood up and called out, "Ma Hua, we're having a special meal in the evening. Go to the warehouse and get the food now."

Ma Hua, who was helping to serve food at the front, took the menu written by He Yuzhu and went to the warehouse after hearing what He Yuzhu said.

"Liu Lan, you will stay and be responsible for serving the food tonight. The leftovers will belong to you and Ma Hua."

When Liu Lan heard this, she quickly thanked He Yuzhu.

Liu Lan's life in the past few years was a mess, and finally she fell into Li Huaide's hands. However, this was a matter of mutual consent, and no one else said anything when they knew about it.

Li Huaide has been doing very well in the factory in the past two years. Now Director Yang can no longer cope with it and has been completely sidelined. In the past few years, he has kept a low profile, so nothing has involved him. However, he is planning to get closer to Li Huaide recently. After all, he will need Li Huaide's care in the next ten years.

After Ma Hua went to the warehouse to get the ingredients back, he called Liu Lan to go with him to process the ingredients.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, everyone in the cafeteria got off work. He Yuzhu began to ask Ma Hua to explain the special kitchen to him. Liu Lan eavesdropped on him, but He Yuzhu didn't care. Instead, she learned a lot of skills from him.

"Sichuan cuisine emphasizes the unique style of each dish, with hundreds of dishes and hundreds of flavors, and spicy is the main flavor. We make boiled fish, boiled pork slices, fish-flavored pork shreds, and Kung Pao chicken. There must be people from other places at the table, so we have to make a few non-spicy dishes to cater to everyone's tastes. This is also a skill that a chef must have. Remember?"

Ma Hua nodded repeatedly, and even Liu Lan beside him couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

At 6:30 in the afternoon, everyone who wanted to eat arrived. The secretary came over to inform them that it was time to cook. He Yuzhu asked Liu Lan to prepare to serve the food.

"I've heard Director Qiu say before that the chefs at the steel mill have great skills, and I thought he was bragging. But today I see that his reputation is well-deserved. The taste has mesmerized me without even having to taste it," said one of the leaders at the table as he looked at the dishes.

“I’ve eaten at many places, but I’ve found that their cooking skills are not as good as our Master He’s,” Li Huaide said proudly.

As they were talking, Liu Lan had already served all the dishes. She came to the kitchen and, together with Ma Hua, packed up all the dishes that He Yuzhu had left for them and prepared to take them home.

After the secretary told He Yuzhu that there was no need to order more dishes, he asked Liu Lan and Ma Hua to stay and clean up, and he prepared to go home first.

The secretary told He Yuzhu that his leader asked him to go to the office tomorrow to assign a task. He Yuzhu guessed which leader he was going to cook for, so he nodded and agreed.

After retrieving his bicycle from the entrance of the steel mill, He Yuzhu hung the lunch box on the handlebars and leisurely returned to the courtyard.

It was already seven o'clock at the gate of the courtyard. Yan Fugui was guarding the gate tenaciously. Seeing He Yuzhu coming back without bringing anything, he simply greeted him and said, "By the way, Zhuzi, Yushui said this afternoon that she was going to her female classmate's house, and she slept with her classmate today. Don't worry, tomorrow is Sunday, she will be back early."

"She's a grown-up girl, but she's really outrageous. She dares not to come home to see me. How am I going to deal with her tomorrow?" He Yuzhu said unhappily after hearing this.

"Uncle, I'm going back," He Yuzhu was saying when Xu Damao came back from outside the door.

"Zhu Zi, are you coming to greet me from outside?" Xu Damao asked.

"You want beauty, I just got off work, and you're going to show a movie again,"

"Yes, I ran 40 miles today and I am so tired. I brought two chickens with me to nourish Lou Xiao'e. If you have time in the next two days, Zhuzi, you can cook it and we can have a drink together. Uncle, what do you think?" Xu Damao said to He Yuzhu.

"Whenever you want to drink, just call Third Uncle and he will be there whenever you call," Yan Fugui agreed with a smile.

"Okay, I'll make it for you when I have time in the next two days. You have to keep a good eye on the chicken and don't let anyone steal it," He Yuzhu agreed.

He Yuzhu looked at the chickens that Xu Damao brought back and fell into deep thought. In 65, the story of the chickens raised by Xu Damao was about to begin.