Siheyuan: I have a system and I smile with satisfaction

Yi Zhonghai wished he could sew Ni Daguo's mouth shut. This kid was like Sha Zhu, with a loose mouth.

But he is as stupid as Shazhu and easy to control.

As long as he scares him and gives him careful instructions, everything will be fine.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked the aunt to quickly give the silly boy two pounds of noodles to shut him up.

"Remember, still!"

The old lady was so heartbroken. She borrowed money yesterday and gave him noodles today, but she couldn’t let it happen a third time.

Ni Daguo immediately took it, with a face full of gratitude: "Thank you, uncle and aunt, you are just like my own uncle and aunt."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand: "Let's go, you'll be late for work. Your workplace is farther away than mine."

"Okay, I'll go to work right away. Don't worry, I will never say that Brother Dongxu's last name is not Jia..."

Yi Zhonghai was annoyed, and he had to bring up something that was not relevant: "Okay, don't bring it up now. Feudal superstition kills people. If you talk too much, be careful of what happens."

Ni Daguo seemed to be frightened and immediately stated: "I will definitely not tell you. I won't tell you. Then, I'm leaving."

As soon as Ni Daguo walked out of Yi Zhonghai's house, he heard the sobbing of an old lady inside, mixed with Yi Zhonghai's very dissatisfied scolding: "Cry, cry, cry, you only know how to cry, it's because you can't give birth that I don't have a son..."

Ni Daguo laughed inwardly. It seemed that all the fan fiction he had read about Siheyuan was not in vain. In addition, the naughty dream that Yi Zhonghai, the hypocritical man, had the night before confirmed that there could be no innocence between him and Jia Zhang.

If it weren't for Jia Zhang's widowhood, and Yi Zhonghai's status being such that he couldn't divorce, maybe Jia Zhang would have been Yi Zhang now.

After Ni Daguo returned, he got some hot water, ate the steamed buns, and added some pickled vegetables. He could eat a whole steamed bun in one bite, and you could tell that the pickled vegetables were salty.

Two pounds of double-mixed noodles, if eaten sparingly and with the food I can bring back from the factory, it shouldn't be difficult to get through until next month's paycheck.

Erhe flour is a mixture of corn flour and white flour. For people of that era, it was considered a good flour.

But people of this era prefer to eat white flour. Ni Daguo is not averse to double-mixed flour. The combination of coarse and fine flours is healthy.

But I still have to make money. With that little salary, 35.5 yuan, I might be able to buy a good pair of pants.

Besides, Yi Zhonghai’s PUA method had taken away a lot of them before...

Thinking about going to work, Ni Daguo felt overwhelmed. The harmony between his soul and body was still a little lacking. The kitchen knife, chopping board, and wok were all a little disobedient.

You can't just keep muddling along.

Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed.

Ni Daguo felt that if he wanted to survive, he had to practice or find a way to change his career. For example, sitting in the office and drinking tea was most suitable for him.

Besides, being able to be both a housewife and a housewife is not just for women, men also need it.

This is an essential skill for life and should not be wasted.

Especially in this era.

I guess everything will be fine once he integrates the original owner's skills.

For example, the dish I cooked today was somewhat decent, at least it wasn’t burnt, although it was a little undercooked.

Disciple Yu Xiaoxiao understood very well: "Master, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, I've been suffering from insomnia these past two days..." How could he not suffer from insomnia? That idiot in the system always woke him up in the middle of the night to watch movies.

It would be fine if you could watch something decent, this is all just a mess.

Director Zhao did not come over to ask for the self-criticism letter. Perhaps he was busy or he had temporarily forgotten about it.

Ni Daguo suddenly felt relieved and asked Yu Xiaoxiao: "Have you written the self-criticism?"

Yu Xiaoxiao nodded: "I have written it and submitted it."

?

Ni Daguo was immediately depressed. He said, "Surely you, why did you hand it in so quickly?" He even wanted to copy it again and sign his own name on it, and that would be considered as completing the task.

"Master, you haven't written it yet, have you?"

"I've written it, but I forgot to bring it with me. I'll bring it tomorrow and hand it in." This time, Ni Daguo took his apprenticeship seriously.

Get familiar with the basic skills first.

The requirements for the food in the cafeteria are not high, as long as it is cooked well and not bad, it's fine.

Fortunately, the original owner did not learn anything special in cooking. Unlike Sha Zhu, who could cook Tan family dishes, the original owner was just an ordinary chef.

This makes it easier to learn. You already have these memories and your body is familiar with them, so you can quickly adapt and get back to your normal level.

Director Zhao does not come to the kitchen every day. He is a manager and is a good cook. Basically, when the leader orders dishes individually or invites guests to dinner, he will cook himself.

There are five chefs in the kitchen, plus several apprentices and many kitchen helpers.

Most of the work is done by the kitchen helpers, and the chef basically takes over last or guides the apprentices to do the work.

Therefore, no one would say anything unless Ni Daguo did it himself.

In the factory, many workers can choose to eat in the factory or go directly home to eat.

Anyway, eating in the factory is not free. You have to pay for it and use tickets. Those who live close to home can go home to eat.

Therefore, we eat much less dinner here.

Ni Daguo basically eats at the factory, and the chef's meals are relatively better than others.

Of course money has to be spent and tickets have to be given.

It was common for chefs to occasionally take food home, but this was not explicitly allowed.

If no one reports it, no one will care.

It's a factory and basically no one will report it, but an ordinary chef still needs to be careful. If the director takes it, it's generally okay.

Just like what happened later when Sha Zhu became the kitchen director of a steel rolling mill, he took the money and no one cared.

It's just that Sha Zhu is not the head of the kitchen at the steel mill yet. But he has gotten used to taking food home, especially for Qin Huairu.

The original owner was also fooled by Sha Zhu and started to take food to the Jia family. The original owner was straightforward and was deeply poisoned by Yi Zhonghai's pua. Since Sha Zhu did that, he might as well do the same to help the Jia family.

So, I take some occasionally.

Ni Daguo chopped it, saying, "Even if I take it, I'll eat it myself. The Jia family is nothing."

Besides, he would not take it in the future. If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. Sha Zhu was lucky. He was taken by Li Huaide to cook for senior leaders. He also knew how to cook Tan family dishes. With good skills, he was soon promoted to the director of the kitchen.

Basically no one cares whether he takes it or not.

He can't do that. He doesn't have any special cooking skills and he certainly won't have the chance to cook for the big boss.

Once caught, they would be charged with stealing state-owned property, which is a serious crime.

At the very least, you will be asked to write a self-criticism, at the worst, you will be fired, or even imprisoned for a period of time.

He doesn't lack food.

It is even more impossible to take it for the Jia family.

After eating and drinking his fill, Ni Daguo went off work.

Met Qin Huairu, the "robber", again.

"Daguo, you're back." Although she called Daguo, her eyes were fixed on his hands to see if he was holding a lunch box.

Seeing that his hands were empty, he was immediately dissatisfied: "Daguo, where is the lunch box?"