Siheyuan: He Yuzhu's happy salted fish life

Chief's house.

Half an hour later, the car first drove into a large courtyard, and finally stopped at the entrance of a small courtyard. The courtyard was not very big, and some flowers and plants were planted inside.

Because of the season and the weather, the flowers and plants have no leaves, but it can be seen that these flowers and plants are taken care of by someone.

In the middle of the courtyard is a small two-story building, which looks a little old. With the bare flowers and plants, the whole small courtyard shows the vicissitudes of the times.

Director Jin had already arrived ahead of time, Director Zheng went up to greet Director Jin, and He Yuzhu was taken to the kitchen by a special person.

The kitchen is quite spacious, and the kitchen utensils are quite complete. He Yuzhu looked at the menu handed over to him, and then started preparations.

Today there are no apprentices around, so all the washing of vegetables falls on him.

Just as He Yuzhu was sorting out the dishes, a young guy with glasses walked in and said:

"The chief explained that dinner will be served in two hours."

"okay!"

He Yuzhu agreed, not to talk too much, after all, he promised Director Zheng to talk less.

After getting everything ready, He Yuzhu saw that it was still early, so he sat on the stool in the kitchen. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, and he checked his pocket. No, he wanted to drink some tea!Didn't see tea leaves in the kitchen either.

well!Forget it, squint for a while!There is everything in the dream, what kind of life is this life called!

孽 孽!
"Little master, why are you still sitting here! It's almost time for dinner."

He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes and looked over when he heard a woman's voice.

I saw a middle-aged woman about 40 years old standing in the kitchen at the moment. The middle-aged woman was dressed in ordinary clothes, but she had a special temperament on her body. She stood there casually, but she had a feeling that ordinary people did not have. majesty.

"Ah! Oh, yes, I'll do it right away."

He Yuzhu quickly got up and agreed, turned on the fire and started cooking.

It's been two hours?It's impossible without a watch!I don't know the time!
Seeing that He Yuzhu was flustered, the middle-aged woman didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.

Master chefs are not boasting, and this stove is really powerful. When the guy with glasses came in again, He Yuzhu had already cooked two dishes according to the menu.

The guy with the glasses didn't say much, he put it on a tray, and walked out with it.

In the dining room, there were six people sitting around the dining table, and a man about 50 years old sat on the main seat. The man's temples were a little gray, and sitting there gave people a feeling of calmness and prestige.

The man looked at the two dishes that the guy with glasses put on the dining table, took a breath, and said:
"Where is the chef invited today!"

When Director Jin heard the words, he quickly looked at Director Zheng who was sitting a little below. Director Zheng immediately understood. At this moment, he was a little flustered, but he stood up quickly and said:

"Chief, he is the chef in the cafeteria of our Kyoto Iron and Steel Plant, a native of Kyoto."

"Oh? A native of Kyoto?"

The chief said something suspicious, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork, and put it in his mouth.

A feeling of nostalgia surged up in an instant, and I hadn't felt this way for many years. The chief closed his eyes slightly, feeling the taste of his hometown.

This frightened Director Jin and Director Zheng who didn't know why. They had eaten the dishes made by He Yuzhu before, and they were really good!How could the chief have such a reaction!How can this be adjusted.

Just when they were thinking wildly, the chief put down his chopsticks and said happily:
"Xiao Chen, go and invite the chef over."

"Yes."

The guy with glasses named Xiao Chen agreed and walked out.

The chief looked at everyone with his chopsticks again, and said happily:

"Everyone, don't sit still, move your chopsticks quickly, try them all, this is the authentic hometown dish of Shudu."

Director Jin and Factory Manager Zheng were relieved to see the chief's happy face, oh!I am so surprised.

After a while, Xiao Chen walked in with He Yuzhu carrying two dishes.

He Yuzhu stopped when he entered the door, nodded to the people in the room and said:
"Leaders, I am the cook in the cafeteria of the steel factory, and my name is He Yuzhu."

After finishing speaking, he stood by the side and stopped talking. Although he didn't know why he was asked to come in, he was still very confident in his master cooking skills. He knew that the dishes were fine, so there was no need to talk more , after all, he promised Director Zheng to talk less.

"Ha ha!"

The chief gave a hearty smile, looked at He Yuzhu standing at the door, and said with a smile:

"Can't you just say a few more words? Also, can you come closer!"

He Yuzhu was slightly taken aback, he didn't move, but looked at Director Zheng in a blink of an eye, and then said:
"Before we came here, our factory manager told us to do more and talk less."

"Ha ha."

The chief laughed loudly, as if he hadn't laughed like this for a long time. He looked at He Yuzhu standing at the door who was a little flustered, but neither humble nor overbearing, and suddenly felt that this young man had a sense of intimacy. He didn't know whether it was because of fate or Because the dishes made by this young man made him feel the taste of his hometown.

The chief looked at He Yuzhu with a smile on his face, waved to him, and said:
"Come on, come on, walk in a little bit, although your factory manager told you to talk less, but today this is my home, you can say whatever you want, say whatever you want."

He Yuzhu turned to look at Director Zheng again.

Director Zheng quickly stood up, and said with a little embarrassment:
"The chief has already spoken, so you can say whatever you want!"

"Hey! Factory manager, then I'll just say it!"

He Yuzhu nodded and answered, paused for a moment and said:

"But, what did I say! I'm just a cook, and I can't speak a word!"

"Ha ha."

"Ha ha."

Now everyone in the room laughed, including that little Chen with glasses who had always been very serious, also laughed.

The atmosphere in the entire restaurant suddenly relaxed a lot.

After the laughter, the chief seemed to be in a better mood. He looked at He Yuzhu and said:

"This young man is very interesting, Xiao Chen. Pour him a glass of wine. I want to have a drink with him. Thank him for allowing me to taste the taste of my hometown."

He Yuzhu took the wine glass handed over by Xiao Chen with both hands, then looked at Director Zheng, and said:

"Director, can I drink?"

"The chief wants to drink with you, don't ask me for instructions, just drink!"

Although Director Zheng said with embarrassment on his face, he was very happy in his heart. After all, he was the person he brought along, and he never forgot to ask himself for instructions in everything.

"Hey!"

He Yuzhu agreed, took a few steps forward, held the wine glass in both hands, and said:
"Thank you chief, thank you director, chief, you can do whatever you want, I'll do it."

As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.