Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"Hey, where is my old uncle?"

He Yuzhu's eyes swept across the room, but he did not see Cai Quanwu.

"Where else can Uncle Cai go?"

"Of course I went to the tavern to celebrate the New Year with Xu Huizhen."

Yihu's wife, who was making dumplings, turned around and said to He Yuzhu with a smile.

"That's true. It's Chinese New Year. There are so many people in our family and it's so lively."

"Only Xu Huizhen's family celebrates the New Year with his mother, and it is indeed too lonely."

He Yuzhu smiled teasingly.

Jiansong's wife interrupted: "Brother, you don't know, right? Uncle Cai didn't come back last night."

When He Yuzhu heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

"So, uncle and Xu Huizhen are done, right?"

This was something He Yuzhu didn't expect.

This Cai Quanwu, without saying a word, actually accomplished something real.

Jiansong's wife and Yihu's wife both laughed, very ambiguously.

They are women, and they are all He Yuzhu's junior brothers-in-law.

Just a little bit about this kind of topic will be fine. I'm really sorry to say too much.

He Daqing looked puzzled.

"Zhuzi, what's going on?"

"Your uncle didn't come back last night? Then where did he go?"

"He was with us for the New Year's Eve dinner last night. Why didn't he come back when we went to bed at night?"

He Daqing stretched his neck, looking like he was curious about the baby, and asked He Yuzhu with a smile.

He Yuzhu blinked and said with a smile: "It's hard to talk about this matter. When my uncle comes back, you can just ask him yourself."

"You kid was talking to your father, and you were trying to keep it secret."

He Daqing shook his head dissatisfied.

"Uncle, do you care about the two hooks?"

Dalong urged He Daqing.

"No, of course I will."

"Two balls."

He Daqing threw out two cards.

"We both a."

"Hey, uncle, this is already the third time I have blocked a ball and a shot."

"You will definitely lose again this time."

Dalong said with a proud smile.

"Boy, are you still having sex?"

"You're still blocking the ball?"

"I still have two more."

He Daqing threw out two more twos.

"bomb!"

Erhu, who had been waiting for a long time, threw out four cards.

This man is playing a game of fighting landlords.

He Daqing is a landlord, Dalong and Erhu are farmers.

He Daqing's poker skills are very good, but his two nephews are not vegetarians either.

He Daqing has already capsized twice.

"I'll go, Erhu, you boy, are you waiting for your uncle here?"

"If you can't control it, you can't afford it."

He Daqing waved his hand.

"Shunzi!"

Erhu threw out five cards in one breath.

It made He Daqing sigh with excitement.

"I can't control it."

He Daqing shook his head.

"If you can't afford it, then I'll leave, uncle."

"bomb!"

boom!!!

Erhu, this kid, made a big noise before leaving.

He Daqing lost again.

Another small note was added to the face.

On the other side,

Zhao Shanhe and his two apprentices, Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong, were also playing fighting landlords.

However, it is obvious that these two brothers are not as good as their master at poker.

Worker Zhao Shanhe is a good old man with a good temper, but once he starts playing cards, he seems like a different person.

The poker style is so cruel!

The two apprentices were beaten until they were unable to resist.

Zhao Shanhe didn't even have a small note on his face, but Yihu and Jiansong both had five or six small notes on their faces.

He Yuzhu also joined in.

He didn't like He Daqing's card skills, so he wanted to play a few games with his old mentor Zhao Shanhe.

"Yihu, I'll do this for you, and you can watch carefully from the side."

"Prepare a small piece of paper for our master, and I will let you take a good look at how this small piece of paper is attached to our master's face."

He Yuzhu came over and joined the battle group.

Wang Yihu was really obedient and prepared a small note for Master Zhao Shanhe.

"You kid, don't just say harsh words. If you have the ability, defeat your master and me at the card table."

Zhao Shanhe likes He Yuzhu for his unwillingness to admit defeat.

But after playing a round of cards, the small note was actually stuck on Zhao Shanhe's face.

Zhao Shanhe was not convinced anymore and clamored to give He Yuzhu a good look.

But after beating Landlords three times in a row, Zhao Shanhe had three more small notes on his face.

Zhao Shanhe was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Wang Yihu and Lu Jiansong were so happy that they burst out laughing.

The room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

He Daqing really liked this atmosphere.

It had been several years since he had played so happily.

Before I knew it, it was noon.

Firecrackers sounded one after another outside.

"Hahaha, Master, Dad, it's time to make the dumplings."

He Yuzhu glanced at the time, it was ten minutes to twelve o'clock.

It's almost noon,

It's time to lay down the dumplings for dinner.

"You gentlemen, keep on playing."

"We can do the dumplings thing."

Ma Dongmei and White Widow, each carrying a large plate of dumplings, walked into the kitchen to cook dumplings.

He Yuzhu prepared all the wine and food, and also took out two bottles of medicinal wine.

After the dumplings are cooked, men sit at one table and women sit at another table.

Everyone happily eats meat, drinks and eats dumplings together.

Dalong came back from setting off firecrackers outside and came over to drink.

Three days passed in a row.

He Daqing took White Widow and followed He Yuzhu and his wife, drinking and eating meat every day.

After eating and drinking, we played cards.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, all you want is to have fun.

He Daqing really liked this feeling.

In previous years, after spending the New Year with his daughter and Zhuzi in Kyoto, he would quickly follow the White Widow and take the first train after the New Year to return to Baoding.

After returning to Baoding, he could only drink at home.

The two sons of the White Widow ignored him.

He Daqing didn't bother to get to know them.

He Daqing has worked in Baoding for several years, but he really hasn't established any connections.

During the Chinese New Year, there is not even a place to visit.

But it's different now.

After the Chinese New Year this year, he will not leave and will stay in Kyoto to live and work.

Once the mood is relaxed, drinking, eating meat, playing cards and chatting, it is called a happy life.

On the afternoon of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, He Yuzhu came to He Daqing and said to him: "Dad, tomorrow, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, our steel rolling mill will start work, and we won't have time to play with you."

"If you want to stay with me, that's fine."

"You can go back to Luoguxiang if you want. I've already prepared daily necessities for you."

"Then there's work, I have to talk to you."

Hearing his son mention work, He Daqing immediately became interested.

"Zhuzi, what kind of job did you find me?"

"I must explain in advance that your father and I have no shame in going back to work in the steel rolling mill."

He Daqing said to He Yuzhu solemnly.

"Hey, Dad, you're thinking too much."

"The job in the steel rolling mill is a carrot and a pit. If you want to work in the steel rolling mill, you still can't get in."

"The job I helped you find is on the street outside Qianmen, opposite Xueru's Silk Shop. There is a tavern."

"It's the tavern run by my old uncle Cai Quanwu and his sweetheart Xu Huizhen."

"Her tavern has built a new public canteen and is in urgent need of a skilled cook."

"I recommended you to Xu Huizhen. Of course you can also take White Widow to work together."

"When the time comes, you will work as a cook in Xu Huizhen's canteen and let White Widow work as a waiter. You both will have jobs and you can still earn two cents."

He Yuzhu hadn't finished his words yet, and He Daqing was extremely happy.