Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Every morning, Dalong and his two senior brothers, Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong, go to get off work together.

Dalong is now at a young age. It is better to have these two senior brothers to discipline and restrain him than to let him grow wildly on his own.

He Yuzhu agreed with his wife's statement.

Master asked Dalong to move to his courtyard house, naturally he wanted Dalong to learn well.

If Dalong let the bad boy lead him to a detour, senior brother He Yuzhu would not be able to justify it in terms of his face.

The young couple came to the backyard, where the nanny Zhang Sister was making porridge.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, cook more porridge and less rice."

"I went out to help cook today, and they gave me two lunch boxes of food."

"You can just heat up these two lunch boxes, and we and the old lady can eat them tonight."

He Yuzhu opened his handbag and handed two heavy lunch boxes to Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang agreed, reached out to take it, and exclaimed: "It's so heavy."

When she opened the lunch box, Mrs. Zhang was shocked.

"Uncle, did you buy this from the restaurant?"

"Isn't this dish quite complete?"

"The two lunch boxes contain eight dishes, and they all taste surprisingly delicious."

Looking at the food in the lunch box, Mrs. Zhang admired it.

"I didn't buy it in a restaurant, Mrs. Zhang. I made it myself for a leader. The leader was generous and gave me so many dishes with a wave of his hand."

"If you don't believe it, heat up the food here first and put it on the table later. Let us and the old lady have a taste, and you will know that what I said is true."

He Yuzhu and Mrs. Zhang, the nanny who specializes in taking care of the old lady, have long been familiar with each other, and they talk very casually.

If we talk about seniority, Sister-in-law Zhang is the old lady's niece. As her granddaughter-in-law, she still has to be called cousin.

"Okay, uncle, then I'll do what you say. I'll heat up all the food now."

Mrs. Zhang happily agreed and started to heat up the food.

He Yuzhu and Chen Xueru entered the room. The old lady was sitting on the bed, doing needlework.

"Grandma, why are you doing sewing again? It's not good to tire your eyes."

"I've told you so many times that you don't have to do any work now, just enjoy yourself at home. Why don't you always listen?"

After Chen Xueru entered the house, she saw the old lady wearing reading glasses and doing needlework. She scolded the old lady dissatisfiedly.

The old lady smiled, took off her reading glasses, and said: "I was not born to enjoy happiness. When I am free and do nothing, I feel sleepy. After sitting on the bed for a while, I keep yawning and crying. , I’m so sleepy.”

"But as soon as I pick up my sewing, I'm not sleepy anymore."

"Don't worry about grandma's health. Grandma will just do a little sewing."

"When I feel a little tired, I stop and quit."

The old lady explained to her granddaughter with a smile and asked the young couple to sit down.

Yuyu was reading a book aside. Seeing that her brother and sister-in-law were back, she closed the book and ran over with a smile.

Dinner was served, and the meal was particularly sumptuous.

The old lady was shocked. She thought her grandson-in-law had bought so many dishes from the restaurant.

But after the old lady finished eating the food, she gave up the idea.

The food bought in the restaurant is definitely not as delicious.

This must have been made by my grandson-in-law.

Although the old lady is older, the taste of the food has not deteriorated at all.

The old lady knows which dishes are delicious and which ones are not.

Eating the food on the table, the old lady couldn't help but sigh: "Nowadays, Shandong cuisine is the only one in Kyoto, and all other cuisines combined cannot compete with Shandong cuisine."

"A few years ago, a Sichuan cuisine master came from the south, I think his name is Wu Yusheng, and he wanted to promote Sichuan cuisine in Kyoto."

"He first worked for people in a restaurant in the Dong'anmen area. After gaining experience in opening a restaurant in Kyoto, he opened a restaurant in the Dong'anmen area and named it Sichuan Restaurant."

"It tastes really good. I was lucky enough to try it once a few years ago."

"It's a pity that the restaurant owners in the Dong'anmen area don't see that Mr. Wu's restaurant is prosperous, so they are squeezing him out."

"In the end, Mr. Wu's Sichuan restaurant closed down."

"Then, Mr. Wu, who was unwilling to give up, found someone and through connections, he opened an Emei Restaurant in Xicheng District. It became an instant success, with a huge flow of customers and a booming business."

"Since then, Emei Restaurant has become recognized as the No. 1 Sichuan restaurant in Kyoto."

"Mr. Wu became recognized as the number one master of Sichuan cuisine in Kyoto."

"But I think the Sichuan dishes made by our Zhuzi are no worse than the Sichuan dishes made by Master Na Wu."

He Yuzhu listened to the old lady's long speech, but he didn't expect that the final words would come to him.

"Grandma, please don't say that. I'm just a cook in the canteen of a steel rolling mill. I don't dare to compare with Master Wu from Emei Restaurant."

He Yuzhu waved his hand and said modestly.

The old lady glanced at He Yuzhu and smiled.

"Zhuzi, you are good at everything, but you are too humble."

"However, it is very rare that you can be so humble and low-key even with such extraordinary cooking skills."

"A tree that is as beautiful as the forest wind will destroy it, and the rafters that stand out will die first. It doesn't matter if you keep a low profile, it will protect you wisely."

The old lady, who was already in her 80s, always gave advice and expressed concern for He Yuzhu.

This has benefited He Yuzhu a lot.

This dinner was pleasant, warm and cozy.

After eating, the old lady sent He Yuzhu and the others to the door of the house and watched them leave.

The old lady went into the house to rest.

After Mrs. Zhang saw off the three young ladies and uncle, she went to wash the dishes.

He Yuzhu and his wife took their sister, three people and two cars to the front yard, and saw Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong having dinner.

The atmosphere in the two families' houses was noisy. From time to time, the child cried. The father scolded the child, and the mother felt sorry for the child and defended the child. The child's crying gradually became quieter.

"Daughter-in-law, do you see? This is life."

"Only those who have a family have a family. Let's go home quickly and have some children to play with."

"We also need to make our home so lively."

He Yuzhu leaned close to Chen Xueru's ear and laughed softly.

"Screw you, you're just talking nonsense, how can having a baby be so fast?"

Chen Xueru laughed and scolded He Yuzhu a few words, and secretly stretched out her little hand to twist the tender meat on He Yuzhu's waist.

He Yuzhu deliberately made an exaggerated excitement.

It made Chen Xueru cover her mouth and smile.

The young couple took their sister out of the compound together.

Yuyu saw the noisy and lively scene of Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong's families, and she suddenly missed her father.

Three people and two cars were driving slowly on the dimly lit street.