Siheyuan, I became a commercial tycoon in the culinary world

"Okay, two big brothers, thank you!" He Yuzhu thanked the two guys profusely and sent them away.

After that, he took out the key from his trouser pocket, locked the door, rode his bicycle to the bank to withdraw money, and delivered it to the furniture store.

I asked the salesperson and found out it was already 11 o'clock, so I rode my bike again to Fengze Garden.

In this era, it’s really fucking inconvenient without a mobile phone or a watch.

The furniture store and Fengze Garden both have an old-style clock, but why can't I run over every morning to check the time?

I have to buy myself a watch.

There is also the chef of Fengze Garden. If I run around all the time, my old waist will be broken. It would be better for me to teach the cooking method to the master and let him help me cook!

But the master is old and always wants to retire? I have to think of a way to let him take over temporarily.

He Yuzhu returned to Fengze Garden while thinking this way.

As soon as I entered the threshold, Master Li Chuqiu came to greet me.

"Zhu Zi! If you have any problems in the future, Master will do it for you, okay?

It’s almost 12 o’clock, and there are several tables of guests waiting for your Sichuan cuisine. They said that they can’t eat your dishes today, and they will never come to Fengze Garden again next time..."

He Yuzhu was speechless for a while, so he had to hurried into the kitchen and start working.

Fortunately, all the vegetables have been cut and are waiting to be put into the pot.

He Yuzhu skillfully picked up the shovel and brought out one exquisite dish after another from the kitchen to the guests' table.

The guests tasted it and praised it.

In the kitchen at the back, Li Chuqiu looked at He Yuzhu who was busy and said, "Zhuzi, your cooking skills are getting better and better! Why do I feel like you can be my master now?"

"Master, no, I'm not even 70% as capable as you..." He Yuzhu said modestly.

"Zhu Zi, please stop trying to make the master happy. I can't make the dishes you cook taste like that.

Tell me honestly, was your father teaching you this skill?..." Li Chuqiu asked seriously.

He Daqing is a famous chef in this area. How could he not teach his skills to his son?

In this case, He Daqing placed the pillar here just to test the waters, but he took it seriously?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel that He Yuzhu was really wronged by having him as his master.

“Master, my father did teach me how to cook a lot of dishes, but I couldn’t learn it at the time. It wasn’t until I became your disciple that I suddenly got the hang of it!

After all, my cooking skills today are mostly due to my master, right? "

He Yuzhu said seriously.

Was he really afraid that Li Chuqiu would doubt where his cooking skills came from?

Unexpectedly, the master found an excuse for him first.

"You kid, you only know how to make your master happy..." Li Chuqiu was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling when he heard that.

This Zhu is not only a good cook, but also can talk. I wonder which girl he will please in the future.

"Master, you see, I have to go to work and take care of my sister. I have to worry about all the big and small things at home. Why don't I tell you the secret recipe of Sichuan cuisine that my father taught me?

How about you still cook when I'm not around?"

He Yuzhu said half-truthfully.

"Zhu Zi, no, this is the cooking skill you will use to make a living in the future, how can you tell me? Besides, if you do this, I won't know whether you are my master or I am your master..." Li Chuqiu waved his hands repeatedly.

"Master, once a teacher, always a father! Is there still a difference between you and me?" He Yuzhu said immediately when he saw him refuse.

Are you kidding? Aren’t they just a few secret recipes of Sichuan cuisine?

So what if it gets leaked?

Not only do I have the "Tan Family Cuisine" of the Qing Dynasty, but I also have the Suzhou and Hangzhou cuisine of later generations. If I have the space for all the later gourmet recipes in the country, I can feed myself and my sister by taking out a few dishes. Why do I still care about the cooking method of Sichuan cuisine?

If I hadn't known that public-private partnership would take place in a few years, I would have immediately set up my own business and opened a restaurant, taking over most of the restaurant business in this old city.

"Master, since you are worried that I will tell others the secret recipe, then you might as well accept it! You are the only one I trust now, so please help me! After I am done with this busy period, I will cook the food myself..."

He Yuzhu started to act coquettishly, softening Li Chuqiu's heart.

"You kid, I'm fine, but how am I going to explain this to Boss Shen?"

“Master, it’s not like I don’t come here every day, just say I ask for leave occasionally, I believe as long as the customer base is stable, he won’t say anything.

Besides, even if he doesn't want me to work anymore, I can still go to a steel mill and work as a master chef.

My father's job was reserved for me, Master, don't worry about me." He Yuzhu said again while the iron was hot.

Li Chuqiu was cornered and had no choice but to agree.

He Yuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was free in the afternoon, He Yuzhu began to tell Li Chuqiu about the heat and ingredients of his dishes. After all, he was an experienced Sichuan cuisine chef who had been cooking for decades, so he understood it immediately.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was time to pick up He Yushui, but He Yuzhu actually forgot.

By the time I remembered it, time had already passed.

"Master, I forgot to collect the rain water..." He Yuzhu said, and ran away in a hurry.

"Zhu Zi, why are you running? When I left the house today, I told your master's wife that she was going to collect rainwater today.

I guess Yu Shui is already at Master’s house…” Li Chuqiu laughed when he saw this.

"Master, you..."

"Silly boy, it's not that the master didn't tell you, it's that I wanted to say it but didn't have enough time. You have been busy today, and then you taught me the ingredients, so I forgot to tell you..." Li Chuqiu explained with a smile.

"Oh, Master..." He Yu hurriedly put the pushed bicycle back in place.

"Zhu Zi, come back soon. When we are done with Fengze Garden, we will go back together. Bring back two dishes tonight and let your mistress and Yu Shui have a taste of them...."

Li Chuqiu waved again.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu went back to the kitchen and started cooking with Li Chuqiu.

The Sichuan cuisine made by Li Chuqiu this time tastes almost the same as He Yuzhu's.

He Yuzhu was secretly happy that he could finally get a salary and save time to do other things.

Unexpectedly, Li Chuqiu's next words shattered his dream.

"Zhu Zi, Master won't make the dish taste exactly like yours, so I'll leave you a way out. ..."

Oh my god! Master, please don’t be too serious, okay? Don’t be too upright, okay? It’s okay if you have a little bit of meanness! I really don’t need it.

Maybe in the future I will open a school to teach, and my disciples will be all over the country.

If you continue like this, will I continue to live like this in the future?

"Master, you don't have to leave any way out for me! There's really no need for us to be so particular about our relationship as master and disciple..." He Yuzhu said seriously.