Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu watched all this from the side and couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Jia Zhang was really full of thorns, stabbing whoever she caught. Then he turned around and went back to school to continue his study and thinking for the day.

He Yuzhu spent the whole afternoon thinking about the system. He had not yet fully accepted that he had actually obtained such a powerful cooking evaluation system - every time he cooked a dish, he could get a score from the system and gain cooking points. These cooking points could also be used to exchange for various goodies in the system store, such as cooking mastery cards, body strengthening cards, and various advanced seasonings.

As the cooking points accumulate, higher-level items in the store will also be unlocked. "Ding, the host has made a dish and gained 10 cooking points." When He Yuzhu was thinking about the system, a reminder sounded in his ears, reminding him that he had earned some cooking points.

It turns out that it is not just cooking that is counted. As long as a new dish is created, it will be recorded whether it is eaten by yourself or by others.

He Yuzhu was excited, because it meant that he could get more cooking points anytime and anywhere. He had already mastered the recipes of many dishes, so if he cooked frequently, he could accumulate a lot of cooking points quickly.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but smile when he thought of this. This system is really awesome!

Finally, the school bell rang. He Yuzhu couldn't wait to leave the classroom and ran home to cook, hoping to get more cooking points.

He hurried back home and saw his mother Liu Ping busy in the kitchen. He shouted "Mom" loudly and then went into the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm back. What are we having for dinner tonight?"

He Yuzhu looked at his busy mother and asked.

"We're having braised pork today. The rice isn't ready yet. Can you serve me three bowls?"

Liu Ping said without raising her head.

"okay!"

He Yuzhu responded happily.

He Yuzhu responded and walked to the dining room, opened the lid of the pot, scooped out three bowls of rice, and then took them to the kitchen.

"Mom, I've already served the meal."

He placed the food on the kitchen table, looked at his busy mother, and spoke softly.

"Well, just put them here, and go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

Mother Liu Ping did not turn around, but answered gently. He Yuzhu followed his instructions and went into the bathroom to wash his hands. Facing his still immature face in the mirror, he could not help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart: he actually traveled through time and space and became the real He Yuzhu.

On the other side, He Daqing sat alone in the slightly dim room, looking embarrassed. His eyes accidentally caught sight of He Yuzhu sitting opposite him, and he suddenly wondered if his son was hinting at something.

"Don't get me wrong, Master." Wang Furong noticed his friend's doubts and chuckled, "Xiao Yuzhu is just eager to help. I won't tell anyone else about this."

Hearing this, He Daqing let out a long sigh and softened his tone, "Since the public-private partnership, business has been getting worse and worse. Although Yu Zhu suggested that we change the direction of business, I still have many concerns about this."

"It's not easy to change direction." Wang Furong responded with a frown.

He Daqing nodded in agreement, "Of course we have to think carefully. The livelihoods of a large number of people in the family depend on this. At this rate, we really can't hold on..."

The two of them pondered for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. Wang Furong patted his apprentice on the shoulder to comfort him. "I understand your difficulties and pressure at the moment. Indeed, any decision cannot be made rashly."

In desperation, He Daqing confessed: "I can only try my best to turn the situation around."

"Then let's talk about it in detail when we get back and try to find a compromise," Wang Furong suggested.

"We must not let anyone know!" He Daqing said firmly, "If those old foxes in the industry knew our plan, it would only bring more trouble."

After thinking deeply for a long time, He Daqing confided: "In fact, I have also thought about compromise. I feel sad when I think that the old traditions are forgotten."

Wang Furong patted his friend in understanding and said, "Life sometimes forces us to make some trade-offs."

The old man nodded in approval, "You're right."

"This skill is our livelihood. As long as we ensure quality, I believe we will find a way out." Wang Furong added, obviously wanting to give his depressed old colleague a shot of confidence.

At this time, there was a sound outside the door. It turned out that He Yuzhu put forward a new insight:

"Dad, Master, I suddenly have an idea."

They both turned to look at the young figure, expecting him to give new insights. "My opinion is that we ask Master to seek advice and support from seniors in the industry. Maybe there will be a good solution."

He Daqing stared in surprise and said, "How can we ask them to help us? Doesn't this expose our true situation?"

But Wang Furong fell into thought and agreed: "Yuzhu's point of view does make some sense. Maybe we can really try this method."

He Yuzhu continued, "In my opinion, we should suggest that the old seniors find a job for my father inside the sect. This will not only solve the family's difficulties, but also save my father's face."

Upon hearing this, He Daqing immediately said angrily: "What are you talking about? Are we so poor that we have to beg?"

Seeing this, Wang Furong quickly eased the atmosphere and said, "Daqing, just calm down. Yuzhu also wants to share some of the burden at home."

He Yuzhu also quickly explained: "Father, don't misunderstand me, I just thought of a solution at the moment. If you don't agree, forget it."

He Daqing took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "I know you mean well, but this matter still needs to be considered slowly."

Wang Furong nodded and agreed, "Yes, we can't rush into this matter. We still need to discuss it carefully."

Seeing this, He Yuzhu said no more: "Okay, Dad, Master, I'll go to the kitchen to help." After that, he turned and left the room.

He Daqing looked at his son's back as he left, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that his son was really thinking about the family, but his self-esteem and persistence made him unwilling to make decisions easily, and he didn't want his family to be humiliated because of him.

Wang Furong looked at the silent He Daqing, knowing that he was thinking deeply, so he did not say anything, but just accompanied him quietly. After all, at this critical moment, the family needs unity and trust, not quarrels and disagreements.

"Furong, you also understand that what my father cares about most is the issue of 'face'. If he really recognizes my status, it means that he agrees that I am the true heir. But he is unwilling to admit it like this." He Daqing sighed and said with melancholy.

Wang Furong nodded to show his understanding. He knew that this was not an easy task. Although the main inheritors of Tan's cuisine did not cook in person, their recipes must not be lost. Although the cooking skills of He Daqing's branch were good, they were still a minor role in the eyes of the main branch and could not be accepted by the main branch.

"This matter is actually complicated but also simple." Wang Furong thought for a while and continued, "The key lies in the old man's attitude. If he is willing to recognize you, then entering the main sect will be a piece of cake; but if he is stubborn, then no matter how outstanding your skills are, it will be useless."

He Daqing listened and sighed. He certainly understood the truth. However, he knew very well that the old man had a stubborn temper and it was difficult for him to change his position.

"Also, even if you can join the main sect, you may not be able to find a decent job opportunity." Wang Furong continued, "Times have changed, and no one cares about traditional rules. Most of the so-called 'senior chefs' nowadays are just in name only. They despise you not because your skills are not up to par, but because they think they are better."

He Daqing couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He understood that what Wang Furong said was true, and he also realized that those arrogant so-called "upper class" chefs were just frogs in a well and didn't understand the changes outside.

"You're right, Furong." He Daqing patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion, "Society has indeed changed, and we must re-examine the direction of our lives. What I'm looking for is not just a job, but a broad platform where I can give full play to my talents."

When Wang Furong heard this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. He knew that He Daqing was not only looking for food and clothing, but also longed for a place where he could give full play to his talents.

"So what are you going to do next?" Wang Furong asked.

He Daqing was silent for a moment, then looked up into the distance, his eyes as firm as steel. "I want to prove to them who is the real master chef! I will use my cooking skills to tell the world that everything has changed."

Wang Furong was touched when he heard this. He had always known that He Daqing was an ambitious man, but he had never expected that his ambition was so great.

In the days that followed, He Daqing ran around, looking for opportunities to realize his dream. He tried to seek help from his old friends and predecessors, but was repeatedly rejected. Although people sympathized with his situation, no one was willing to help him. After all, in this industry, offending the top chefs is tantamount to asking for trouble.

However, He Daqing did not back down. He continued to visit various restaurants and hotels, trying to get job opportunities, but because of his background, he was always coldly received and even laughed at.

Facing such cynicism, He Daqing never wavered. He knew that the road to success was full of thorns, but as long as he persisted, he would reap the rewards one day.

Finally, by chance, He Daqing met an old acquaintance - his old boss at Loubancheng Restaurant. Seeing He Daqing in front of him, the old boss felt pity and decided to lend him a hand.

When Lou Bancheng learned about this, he frowned and thought deeply: "Daqing, you have to think carefully. Doing this is equivalent to openly challenging those people. They all have considerable power. You may get into trouble if you do this."

He Daqing smiled and replied: "Boss Lou, thank you for your concern, but I have made up my mind. I am determined to prove everything with my craftsmanship. I am not afraid even if it offends some people. I just hope not to let this craft down."