Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"After those big noses returned to China, your master handed over a work note given to you by the leader of the big nose expert team."

"Since then, our small and unknown Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill has successively manufactured the first domestic refrigerator and the first domestic machine tool..."

"Hey, MCA, when I say this, you should probably understand why our little Red Star Steel Rolling Mill has become so famous in Forty-Nine City, merging so many factories and becoming the third steel rolling mill in the capital, right?"

"The work notebook your master handed in is indispensable."

"It can be said that without your master's good cooking skills, there would be no third rolling mill."

"Without the notebook handed over by your master, there would be no third rolling mill in the capital."

Liu Lan's eyebrows were dancing with joy, and stars were flying everywhere.

He told Ma Hua about his master He Yuzhu’s outstanding and glorious deeds.

Ma Hua was stunned.

He took a deep look at his master.

For the first time, he discovered that his master was so amazing and great.

I am lucky enough to be his apprentice, just like what Sister Liu Lan said...

There is really smoke coming out of my ancestral grave!!!.

"Hey, brother Damao."

"You are really an honest and trustworthy man."

"We agreed to treat me to roast duck, and they actually waited for me in the factory."

The entrance to a public toilet in a steel rolling mill.

After Xu Damao heard the bell ringing, he squatted inside for more than ten minutes.

He was thinking that since he had been off work for so long, He Yuzhu must have left the factory, right?

But as a result, as soon as he got out of the public toilet, he met He Yuzhu.

"Brother Zhuzi, let's see what you say."

"Brother, how can I go back on what I promised you?"

Xu Damao smiled uglier than crying.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and agreed to treat He Yuzhu to roast duck.

Xu Damao felt that he went out today without reading the almanac.

Otherwise, why would you be so unlucky?

After obviously getting off work, he had been squatting in the public toilet for more than ten minutes.

But in the end, he still couldn't escape from He Yuzhu's clutches.

He Yuzhu climbed onto Xu Damao's shoulders, and they walked side by side toward the carport.

Seeing Xu Damao's constipated face, He Yuzhu felt happy.

As long as Xu Damao is still in the factory, He Yuzhu can know Xu Damao's movements at any time.

With his little cleverness, he still wanted to hide in the public toilet after get off work.

Still want to miss out on a roast duck?

There are no doors.

He Yuzhu and the security guard in the steel rolling mill are like close buddies.

In just a few sentences, He Yuzhu could know when Xu Damao was, where he was, and what he was doing.

"Brother Zhuzi, can we discuss it?"

Xu Damao begged with a sad face: "Brother, I have been short of money recently, and I really don't have the money to buy roast duck. How about... can I treat you to big meat noodles?"

Xu Damao began to give in and wanted to lower the offer of roast duck by a few levels.

Yes, roast duck costs 8 yuan a piece.

The big meat noodles, even if you add an egg, are only 8 cents a bowl.

He Yuzhu patted Xu Damao on the shoulder, smiled and said:

"Brother Damao, as a man, you can't be so stingy."

"Brother, I went to the south on a business trip. I was tired of traveling and traveling all the way, eating and sleeping in the open. It was really hard for me."

"As my good brother and an old neighbor, shouldn't you take care of me, my brother?"

Xu Damao: "..."

I'm going to catch the wind and cleanse your grandma's mouth!

If it weren't for you, who has repeatedly been in the limelight and appeared in newspapers, would I have been able to push forward my broadcast propaganda again and again?

Xu Damao hated He Yuzhu so much.

But he could only endure it.

You know, the house in his old house still belongs to He Yuzhu.

So he hid the truth from his wife Liu Li and didn't tell Liu Li the truth.

Otherwise, Liu Li would have to break up with him and divorce him.

If he really annoyed He Yuzhu, He Yuzhu would drive him out of the house that originally belonged to his family...

The consequences could be disastrous!

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Xu Damao had no choice but to endure this tone and force a smile.

The two came to the carport and picked up their bicycles.

Riding a bicycle, talking and laughing all the way, we left the steel rolling mill and came to Quanjude.

Yang Quanren, the founder of Quanjude, grew up from a duck vendor to a shrewd and wise business celebrity.

Two things happened during this period:

One is the "Dejuquan" dried fruit shop he bought that year and was on the verge of bankruptcy.

First, he listened to Mr. Feng Shui's advice and changed the name of the shop to "Quanjude".

These two things were the beginning of Yang Quanren's business and the source of the word "Quanjude" that would become a household name in the future.

In the early years, the duck farm was located under the Yongdingmen city wall.

The fluffy ducklings, after a series of harsh artificial feedings, are one step closer to a delicious "meal on the plate".

At that time, diners had complete autonomy to choose a duck that they liked.

The "beautician", that is, the roast duck master, personally "applies makeup" to make the "simple" duck body more "attractive" in color, and then hangs it directly into the roast duck oven to receive the "fire" of reinvention.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the elderly requested that time-honored brands such as Quanjude be preserved.

Today in Quanjude, roast duck costs 8 yuan a piece.

Ordinary families really can’t afford it.

But He Yuzhu is indeed a frequent visitor to Quanjude.

Xu Damao only came here once in a while to try something new and satisfy his craving.

".々Master He, welcome, please come in quickly."

Although He Yuzhu's cooking skills are not well-known in the Forty-Nine Cities, they are definitely well-known in the chef circle.

As soon as he arrived, the store clerk greeted him warmly and invited him inside.

"Second boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have gained weight again."

He Yuzhu smiled and greeted the store clerk.

"Hey, Master He, please don't laugh at me."

"I'm not fat, I'm weak. I can't even afford food in my hometown. I work in Quanjude, earn some money, and send it all back home."

"If the boss hadn't taken pity on us and rewarded me with food, I would have starved to death."

The second boy was very familiar with He Yuzhu. He smiled and complained a few words and led He Yuzhu and Xu Damao into Quanjude (Mowang's).

The two sat down.

Tea is served.

Bring melon seeds.

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "It's still the same old rules."

"Okay, Master He, please wait a moment."

The second boy shouted and left the private room.

Xu Damao is envious.

He asked curiously: "Zhuzhu, are you familiar with Quanjude?"

He Yuzhu took a sip of tea and smiled faintly: "I'm not very familiar with him. Boss Yang from Quanjude, his son got married last autumn, and asked me to cook a wedding banquet for his son. Since then, I have become like this Quanjude’s... distinguished guests.”

Xu Damao was very depressed.

Leng Buding was slapped in the face.

Damn it!

Let He Yuzhu do it again.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have said this more often.