Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

In the play, he abandoned his child for a widow and never returned for decades.

How cruel is such a man, Li Weiqiang really has no affection for him.

When He Daqing met Li Weiqiang's gaze, he was obviously taken aback. He coughed twice to adjust the embarrassment on his face.

"Stupid... Zhuzi! Are your potatoes ready? I'm going to take them to Master Li later!"

As soon as He Daqing finished asking, there was a metallic sound in Li Weiqiang's head.

"The system triggers a task, complete He Daqing's instructions, and cook hot and sour potato shreds, and you will be rewarded with [-] cents!"

Mosquito legs are also money, fifty cents, Li Weiqiang is not too little.

Li Weiqiang hurriedly asked He Daqing, "Father! Can you let me be in charge today?"

He Daqing glanced at Stupid Zhu, and always felt that this child had become a little unknown to him, but he was still very serious in doing things.

This culinary art is also deeply inherited from him, so he is still very relieved to hand over this matter to Shazhu.

"Success! Hurry up and fry the hot and sour potato shreds. It's lunch time soon, so don't waste time!"

"Got it, Dad!"

Li Weiqiang happily went to his usual stove, poured a little oil into the pot, and then stir-fried the onion, ginger, and garlic, and then dried chili.

After the spicy smell wafted out, Li Weiqiang put a pot of potatoes into the pan and stir-fried them.

After adding the seasoning, stir-fry on high heat, and soon a pot of hot and sour potato shreds is out of the pan.

He Daqing came over to inspect it himself, and even tasted it with wooden chopsticks.

"Hmm! The taste is okay, and the heat is okay, but the shredded potatoes are overwatered, so next time, they should be underwatered!"

There is starch on the potatoes, and the starch will be washed off after soaking in water, so it is not easy to stick to the pan when cooking.

But some chefs like to wash the potatoes not so clean when they are soaked in water, so that the taste and texture of the fried potatoes are not the same.

He Daqing likes to eat soft and sticky food, that's why he said this.

This is all based on experience, and Li Weiqiang did not refute, but said something obediently.

"I know dad!"

After Li Weiqiang filled the hot and sour potato shreds into a big basin, he followed the people in the kitchen and moved them to the cafeteria window.

Li Weiqiang was young and He Daqing's son, so the people in the kitchen took care of him to some extent.

So they asked Li Weiqiang to wait at the window, and they continued to bring the vegetables.

Li Weiqiang actually wanted to understand that if he came, he would be safe. Besides, he came to this film and television drama to change He Yuzhu's tragic fate.

He is He Yuzhu now, and He Yuzhu is him.

Forget for a moment that he is Li Weiqiang, and just be his He Yuzhu with peace of mind from now on.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task, the system rewards you with fifty cents!"

"The next task, flip the spoon [-] times, the system will continue to reward you with [-] cents!"

He picked up a large spoon and stirred it in the dish, thinking that this system would really embarrass people.

Isn't this tossing the spoon just to offend people?
So, when the workers and colleagues arrived at lunch time and lined up to come over to eat.

He Li Weiqiang... No, he should also say that He Yuzhu is going to randomly complete the character who flipped the spoon three hundred times.

And at the front of the line, the man with a shoehorn face and eyes so small that they almost slit into two slits, who looked like a monkey spirit, was the first person He Yuzhu wanted to test.

"Hurry up! Everyone is hungry, you have small arms and legs, don't be too slow!"

While pointing at He Yuzhu, this man seemed to be educating him, his eyes were on his forehead, and he looked down on others.

He Yuzhu spooned it down and filled it with vegetables.

The man saw his eyes light up, with a contented smile on his face.

"That's right! Look at me, I'm tall and big, I won't be full after eating that order!"

He Yuzhu bumped it once, and then bumped it again. In an instant, a spoonful of vegetables was full, and only half a spoonful was left.

"Hey! Silly Zhu, I said you are trying to make things difficult for me, right?"

He Yuzhu shook the spoon vigorously again, and in an instant, half of the dishes were left, only the bottom of the spoon was left.

bang.

He dunks the dish into the man's aluminum lunch box.

"Jia Wentao! Is this enough?"

"What is enough? Who are you fooling? Just order like this, who is enough?"

"Don't eat! Take it back!" Now the lunch in the rolling mill is free without paying the workers.

He Yuzhu reached out to pick up the aluminum lunch box on the window sill, but Jia Wentao picked it up and held it in his arms.

"Don't eat for nothing!"

"Idiot! Yes!"

He Yuzhu didn't bother to look at Jia Wentao.

This Jia Wentao lives in the same compound as him, he is Jia Zhang's own son, and also the deceased husband of Qin Huairu in the Qinman courtyard.

However, it is the 50s, and Jia Wentao is not dead yet.

Not only did he not die, Qin Huairu also did not marry him at this time.

In this way, He Yuzhu will be relieved. If Jia Wentao and Qin Huairu can be prevented from getting married in time, then he will not become a running man and a receiver.

"Next!"

When it came to the next one, He Yuzhu saw the other party and politely called him "Master, add more."

It didn't make him feel embarrassed to call him Sha Zhu by his name in the rolling mill like Jia Wentao.

For such a polite person, He Yuzhu certainly didn't tip the spoon, but instead gave it a big spoonful.

Jia Wentao didn't go far, just happened to see it.

Holding the aluminum lunch box, he folded it back and protested to He Yuzhu very dissatisfied.

"Silly Zhu, I think you are sincerely trying to get along with me!"

"If you are not convinced! You can go to the big boss to sue me, or go to the back kitchen and tell the chef, it's up to you!"

Jia Wentao knew that the head chef in the back kitchen was He Daqing, who was Shazhu's biological father.

How can there be a father who doesn't look towards his own children?
As for the big leader, he always wanted to perform well in front of the leader so that he could be promoted to be the workshop leader in the future.

If you go to the leader because of the meal, let alone whether you will gain the upper hand, if the time comes, you will give the leader a bad impression.

Didn't he lose his wife and lose his army?
Jia Wentao thought for a while, and finally hugged his lunch box and left angrily.

"Next!"

He Yuzhu called the next one.

I don't know why, but seeing Jia Wentao deflated, he felt happy inside.

Then when ordering food, he would throw the spoon at anyone who called him stupid or had a bad attitude.

Call him He Yuzhu, he will give a spoonful to anyone who is kind and kind.

Before finishing lunch, He Yuzhu had already completed the task and got fifty cents again.

Finally, lunch in the cafeteria was over, and the workers and comrades all went back to rest and had to work when the time came.

He Yuzhu cleaned up the kitchen. Seeing that there was nothing to do, he asked He Daqing for leave.

"Dad! There's nothing else to do in the kitchen, I want to go back first!"

"Let's go back!"