Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, am proficient in eight cuisines

He Yuzhu was quite satisfied after taking the stack of money from Yi Zhonghai.

As usual, He Yuzhu asked Yi Zhonghai if he needed to write an IOU. As expected, Yi Zhonghai was still thinking about pleasing He Yuzhu, so how could he do such an alienating thing!

Resolutely refused to write IOUs and other distrustful things

He Yuzhu didn't hesitate, after collecting the money, he closed the door.

Seeing He Yuzhu being so rude, Yi Zhonghai just sighed softly. He Yuzhu needs to be disciplined slowly.

He's not even fifty yet, there's still a lot of time for him to change...

The next day, early in the morning

He Yuzhu pushed his bicycle to the steel mill early in the morning

He put two large bags of flour on the back seat of his bicycle, weighing more than 100 kilograms.

He Yuzhu left home early, so no one in the yard saw him, but he could not escape the eyes of the door god Yan Bugui.

He Yuzhu told Yan Bugui that this flour was his annual supply and he planned to take it to the steel mill to share it.

When Yan Bugui heard that He Yuzhu wanted to distribute flour, his eyes widened. Before he had time to ask more questions, He Yuzhu left.

He could only sigh at the welfare of the canteen monitor and He Yuzhu's generosity...

However, their courtyard should have a lot of benefits this year. After all, there is still a lot of money left from the fines collected from Jia Dongxu!

He Yuzhu arrived at the canteen earlier than Ma Hua today. He was the first one to arrive at the fifth canteen. He unloaded the flour directly.

Natural disasters are severe, and He Yuzhu's ability is limited. He will do his best to share some benefits with the hardworking comrades, and win some people's hearts by the way. The road to being a canteen director in the future will be smoother.

This 100 kilograms of flour was nothing to He Yuzhu, who had the system. If it was more, people would suspect the origin of the flour. After all, he was just a small leader at the squad leader level. 100 kilograms of flour through his channel as the canteen squad leader would not arouse suspicion.

Today is the last day of work at the steel mill before the New Year, but Ma Hua and others are even busier, making steamed buns non-stop.

Although they were busy, they had smiles on their faces.

In time for the last meal before the New Year, they wanted to distribute seven or eight hundred steamed buns.

Each of the workers who came to the Fifth Canteen to eat could get a white steamed bun for free.

Only He Yuzhu's ability is limited, and the quantity is limited. Not everyone can get a share.

During this year's Spring Festival, the steel mill was particularly shabby and did not distribute New Year benefits to everyone.

He Yuzhu's actions made the originally disappointed staff members very happy.

A steamed bun is not much, but for some people who have not eaten steamed buns for several days, it can be regarded as a touch of warmth in this cold winter.

As the steamed buns were distributed one by one, the news that Team Leader He of the Fifth Canteen had spent almost a whole year's savings to distribute welfare to everyone spread like wildfire under the propaganda of the workers and comrades.

"The market conditions this year are already very bad, but squad leader He actually paid out of his own pocket to give us benefits."

"In our entire steel mill, only Team Leader He is willing to do this. All the cooks in the other three canteens are veteran cooks, and none of them are willing to share the benefits!"

"Team Leader He is not only a great cook, but also a great person!"

"If it weren't for the new type of steamed bread developed by Squad Leader He, I would have vomited all the steamed bread!"

"Thank you, squad leader He!" When he was excited, he clenched his fists and shouted loudly to the front.

"Thank you, squad leader..."

The man's impassioned speech directly resonated with the workers in the queue, and many of them said in unison:

Even Jia Dongxu, who was caught in the crowd, was shouting weakly...

"Everyone, don't get excited!" Ma Hua immediately stepped forward to maintain order

"My master is still in the kitchen doing a safety inspection, he's not here..."

"Thank you, squad leader He..." Ma Hua's persuasion not only failed to calm the atmosphere, but made people more excited.

Squad Leader He really devotes himself to his work!

"The number of steamed buns is limited. My master said that his ability is limited. The master who didn't get any steamed buns asked me to say sorry to you..."

"Those who don't get steamed buns later can get two steamed buns later..."

After listening to Ma Hua's introduction, the employees became even more enthusiastic and almost knelt down to He Yuzhu.

With a canteen monitor like this, what more could one ask for?

After sharing the steamed buns, some people even formed a team to go to the canteen kitchen to thank He Yuzhu in person.

Everyone was even more worried about He Yuzhu, fearing that he would not be able to have a good New Year after distributing so much flour...

He Yuzhu never expected that just by sharing a steamed bun, someone would come to thank him. It must be said that the customs of the people in this era are indeed simple and honest...

On the stone road outside the steel mill, Chef Zhang walked home contentedly with a crossbody bag on his back.

He had not had a good time this year. Since He Yuzhu left the Third Canteen, fewer and fewer employees came to the Third Canteen, so that the Third Canteen was directly abandoned.

He basically attributed the abandonment of the third cafeteria to He Yuzhu. It can be said that if He Yuzhu had not left, the third cafeteria would not have collapsed!

Later, he was assigned to the Fourth Canteen, and his right-hand man became a blacksmith. Now he is a trusted confidant in the Fourth Canteen...

It was even worse. There was basically no leftovers in the canteen this year. He had to pay for the family's food and drink. It could be said that his family had lost a lot this year.

"Hey...didn't you go to the fifth cafeteria to get the steamed buns?"

At this time, the conversation between the two employees nearby caught Chef Zhang's attention.

"What is the Fifth Canteen? Handing out steamed buns?"

"Yes, don't you know? Squad Leader He paid out of his own pocket to distribute steamed buns to our employees."

After listening to his friend, the man immediately went to the fifth canteen...

"Hey...if you go now, I'm afraid all the steamed buns have been distributed. Only the cornbread should be left!"

"Wo Wo Bread? Wo Wo Bread is good too..." The man didn't want to say anything more and ran directly to the fifth canteen, for fear that the canteen would be closed if he was too late!

I just hate myself for being lazy today and going to the third canteen closest to the workshop...

Chef Zhang didn't expect that He Yuzhu had done so well that he even had some spare money to give out white flour buns to everyone.

I remember when He Yuzhu was a little chef in the third canteen.

It's fate, it's time. Chef Zhang feels bad. His cooking skills are definitely not worse than He Yuzhu's.

Seeing his companion quickly running towards the fifth canteen, the employee couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "Team Leader He, you are such a good man!"

After hearing the employee's praise, Chef Zhang couldn't help but snort...

"How stupid! You don't even know you're being used!"

The employee immediately noticed Chef Zhang's dissatisfaction: "What do you mean?"

"He Yuzhu is just giving you a little favor to win you over. His ambition should be to become the canteen director," Chef Zhang confidently analyzed...