Teacher He of the Siheyuan

He Yuzhu made a zipper shape with his index finger and thumb, and gently pulled it towards his mouth, expressing that he was clear and controlled his mouth.

At this time, a few more people entered the kitchen, both men and women. They introduced themselves as relatives and neighbors of the man, who came to help wash and chop vegetables.

He Daqing thought that with so many people, five or six tables of people, there would be no difficulty today. "There is no need to chop vegetables, you just need to be responsible for washing the vegetables."

This group of warm-hearted neighbors and friends got busy.

He Yuzhu also started to process some dishes, cut them up and set them up for later use. His old father was checking the boilers and pans. The dishes fried in unclean pots would have a sticky smell, which was the chef's big name. Bogey, cleaned the side boiler again.

He turned his back again and made some ingredients to match. Without these ingredients, the fragrance of the dish would be reduced by half.

After finishing what he was doing, he went out and stopped someone.

"Comrade, hello, may I ask how to get to the toilet here?"

"Turn left in the front yard and walk to the corner"

The yard here is not complicated, but the residents have built a lot of brick houses themselves, which looks a bit messy.

Turned a corner, arrived at the place, put water on the little brother, and let him breathe.

Not far away, there was an old-fashioned faucet. When it was turned on, oh, it burst out like a flood, and I washed my hands carefully, and it turned out.

A scream rang out.

"Oh, comrade, your water is too big, it splashed on my clothes."

He Daqing turned around and saw a tall, petite girl with a ponytail glaring at him angrily.

It's just that this look is familiar to him, he seems to have seen it somewhere, by the way, Bai Fumei, this look looks like Bai Fumei, a pair of beautiful almond eyes are full of charm.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, Deng Tuzi, where are you looking?" Seeing this man, the ponytail girl did something wrong and didn't apologize, but was still staring at her in a daze. Immediately, she was ashamed and angry, and she raised her leg to leave.

"Ah, I'm sorry, lesbian, I apologize to you." He Daqing came back to his senses, drunk, how could he look like a first-time brother, almost embarrassing, but luckily no one else saw it now.

"I'm really sorry, are you from this courtyard?"

"What do you want?" She looked wary, feeling that this person seemed to have malicious intentions.

He Daqing was about to explain when another person came over.

"Qiu Nan, are you okay?"

The visitor was dressed in a new suit, festively attired, and he was one of the hosts of today's wedding banquet, the bride Wang Xiaoyue.

"Hey, Director He, are you here too?" Wang Xiaoyue felt that the atmosphere seemed a little strange.

"It's Xiaoyue, my internal urgency has been resolved"

"Xiao Yue, do you know him?"

He and Sister Qiunan spoke at the same time, and felt a little embarrassed after speaking, so they shut up at the same time.

Wang Xiaoyue is a lively person, she couldn't stop laughing when she saw this, she felt a little bad influence after laughing for a while, Director He is her uncle's friend, how could she, a junior, make fun of her.

"That Director He, I'm sorry, Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to her image just now, by the way, do you know Nannan?" The bride quickly admitted her mistake, and then asked curiously.

"This lesbian and I met by chance, and we had a little misunderstanding. We've already talked about it. Is there any taboo between Xiaoyue and this lesbian?"

He Daqing has already recovered, with a mature and steady demeanor, he smiled and pushed the topic back, he can't stay here anymore, the other two are still two women, and they are not in his home court.

"We don't have any taboos. Director He has troubled you today." Wang Xiaoyue replied when she saw her best friend shaking her head slightly.

As soon as the person left, Ding Qiunan couldn't help but immediately asked, "Xiaoyue, who is this person?"

"Oh, he seems to be the deputy director of the canteen of the rolling mill. My uncle invited him to make the noodles. I heard that his craftsmanship is one of the best in the capital." The bride explained, and looked at her girlfriend with playful eyes.

"So it's a cook." Ding Qiunan murmured, and found something wrong in Wang Xiaoyue's eyes, and said angrily, "Xiaoyue, what kind of eyes are you?"

As she said, she was about to rape her, but Wang Xiaoyue dodged and asked, "What happened to you just now, did he offend you?"

"It's just a misunderstanding. He turned on the faucet too much, and it splashed on me. Let's go, I'll touch up your makeup." Ding Qiunan didn't say much and left with his best friend.

It was only when I was walking on the road that I heard from Wang Xiaoyue that the faucet was broken in the past two days and hadn't been repaired yet. So I blamed him wrongly.

He Daqing didn't wander around anymore, but returned to the kitchen. At this time, there were guests sitting in the yard outside.

After confirming the time with the groom's father, he started to cook the oil. Today, He Yuzhu, the son of the chef, and He Daqing will help him. This is a challenge for him.

As long as he can prepare these six tables of dishes on time today, and if the parents, relatives and friends of the newcomer can't fault it, even if he is a teacher, he can go out alone in the future and take on this kind of table work.

He Yuzhu was very excited, holding back all his energy, put all the dishes into the pot, and kept stirring them. After the dishes were ready, they were put into the wooden basins prepared in advance.

Afterwards, He Daqing will distribute and arrange the dishes. The portion of each dish must be controlled within a certain range, neither too much nor too little, and it cannot be seen clearly.

Otherwise, why are they all here to eat, why do they have more dishes than themselves.

This small error with a small probability must be avoided.

A plate of twice-cooked pork and a plate of green vegetables were served first. After the dishes were divided, someone would come to serve them.

The whole process was orderly. It was He Yuzhu's first time making noodles, and there was no mistake at all. Also, he cooks dishes for thousands of people every day in the cafeteria. This is a small scene with less than 100 people, so there is no pressure at all.

The only difference is that one is a big pot dish for the workers, there is no oil and water, and the dishes are simple.

When making wedding banquet noodles, you need to be more careful, and the ingredients are all set up. As long as you pay attention to the heat, the taste will not be bad.

Before the silly son's dishes are out of the pot, he will taste them, and he will bluntly say that he has eight or nine percent of his skills.

He patted his silly son on the shoulder, "The pillars are not bad, this table has fully displayed your level, but only the diners have the right to speak about the final effect."

Soon, a table of eight dishes and one soup will be ready, which means that the new couple will last for a long time.

When the last dish was served, Wang Weiqiang came in, his face was full of spring breeze, and he came up happily with a hug.

"Director He, Master He, this dish is so good today, my niece took a bite, I must come over, please come over and toast and thank you"

He Daqing dodged without a trace, pointed at He Yuzhu and said, "Hehe, Director Wang, you are welcome, as long as the customers are satisfied with the dishes, in fact, today's dishes are mainly made by my son, and I am here to help him."

Wang Weiqiang was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that He Daqing, an inconspicuous son, could cook such delicious dishes, "Well, well, young people are very good now. Old He, you gave birth to a good son, Zhu Zi, right? Uncle Wang, I am very satisfied with the dishes you cooked, and I will drink two more glasses later."