Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Several technicians and masters beside He Yuzhu saw that He Yuzhu was also taking notes in a decent manner, and they exchanged glances with each other. There was a kind smile in his eyes. They were all very grateful to Master He for giving them this very rare opportunity.

If it hadn't been for the birthday cake that Master He made at noon, I'm afraid these big nose experts would have continued to hide their secrets. It would be extremely difficult for them to learn advanced techniques from Big Nose.

It was Master He who, with his superb cooking skills, won them this opportunity to learn advanced techniques. They were all very grateful to Master He and cherished this opportunity. But Yi Zhonghai saw He Yuzhu's careful note-taking in his eyes, and he secretly spat in his mind: "Humph, you're so pretentious. You actually want to learn skills as a cook? You're just mentally ill!"

Yi Zhonghai felt that He Yuzhu was just pretending to win the favor of the technicians and masters in the room.

But he had no idea that He Yuzhu could not only understand the advanced technology explained by Big Nose, He Yuzhu could even understand the Russian spoken by Big Nose. In order to hide his clumsiness, when He Yuzhu took notes, he even estimated that he didn't remember how many times he had lived. When marking the key points of his notes, He Yuzhu even wrote some Chinese homophones of Russian. With such a regular and neat handwriting, no one can find fault with it. An hour passed unknowingly, and the time came to nine o'clock in the evening. He Yuzhu was taking notes when a hand stretched out from behind the door and patted him gently. He Yuzhu turned around and saw that it was Doctor Dan Wanyu.

Ivanov smiled at He Yuzhu, and then waved to him. He Yuzhu put away his notes, walked over, opened the back door, and came outside. "Dear Mr. Ivanov, do you have anything to do with me?"

He Yuzhu asked with a smile. He Yuzhu still had a good impression of this half-hearted man who had stayed in the church near Dongzhimen for several years when he was a child.

"Master He Yuzhu, I'm really sorry for disturbing your study. I want to trouble you with something. As you know, giving lectures to the workers at night is a brain-consuming job. My companions are all trying to eat you. Late night snack, see if you can steal it...

Ivanov chuckled but hesitated to speak.

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "Of course it's no problem, Mr. Ivanov, please come with me. I've prepared midnight snacks for you." "Really? That's great. I knew Master He Yuzhu was a A very remarkable person." Ivanov was so excited that he followed He Yuzhu to the kitchen in the cafeteria downstairs.

He Yuzhu picked up a basket from the vegetable rack in the kitchen. The basket was covered with a layer of gauze to block the scooping heel. When the gauze was lifted, many animal-shaped tortillas were revealed.

He Yuzhu smiled and explained: "Mr. Ivanov, before the night class starts tonight, I specially baked some tortillas for you. My sister is helping with suggestions, saying how to make the tortillas into animal shapes. That was great, so I tried to do it, and the effect was pretty good. You can try it and see if the taste suits your taste. "

Looking at the baskets full of beautiful animal-shaped tortillas, Ivanov was stunned.

"Oh my God! What a wonderful idea, actually making the tortillas into the shape of small animals. I just took one look and I fell in love with these cute tortillas. Master He Yuzhu, your sister is simply A genius."

Ivanov praised He Yuzhu's brother and sister over and over again, and then he couldn't wait to reach out and grab a bear-shaped tortilla, and took three bites of it. The aroma of grilled corn tortillas instantly exploded on the tip of the tongue, making Ivanov hooked. He ate three small animal-shaped tortillas in a row before he couldn't help but stop.

"Master He Yuzhu, thank you for the midnight snack you made for us. Can you let me take these cute corn cakes back? I believe my friends will like them very much." Before he could swallow the corn cakes in his mouth, Ivan Nuofu asked He Yuzhu vaguely and excitedly.

"Of course. This basket of tortillas was originally made for you as a midnight snack. Thank you for your contribution to our steel rolling mill. Of course, you can all leave." He Yuzhu directly handed the basket to Ivanov's hand. Ivan Nuofu happily said to He Yuzhu repeatedly: Tear it up [Thank you]. He Yuzhu said with a smile: "You're welcome". Hearing He Yuzhu's slightly clumsy Russian pronunciation, Ivanov was amused and laughed.

"Mr. He Yuzhu, my friend, thank you for everything you have done for us, we all love you."

This time Ivanov spoke to He Yuzhu in Chinese.

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "I feel honored to be able to serve you."

The two of them talked and laughed and came to the conference room on the second floor.

Ivanov went to the small conference room next door to share the delicious food with his companions.

He Yuzhu came in through the back door and continued listening to the class.

Sullivan has finished his lecture for the day, and the one currently giving the lecture is a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a beer belly who is a real man and a real man.

He Yuzhu heard Ivanov say his name. His name was Andre, and he was an experienced mechanical expert.

This class lasted until ten o'clock in the evening, and all technicians and master craftsmen benefited a lot.

Tonight, they finally had the chance to hear about some new technologies.

But there were exceptions. Liu Haizhong actually fell asleep while listening to the class. After he started snoring, he was woken up by the deputy director of the workshop, Guo Dayaozi, who stretched out his hand.

Liu Haizhong was so scared that he never dared to doze off again.

He stared at the small blackboard where the big-nosed expert was writing and drawing, as if he were listening to a book from heaven, but he could only sit down and continue listening.

Yi Zhonghai seemed to be listening to the class, but in fact he was already wandering away. For the entire two classes, Yi Zhonghai was planning ways to deal with He Yuzhu.

Finally, the night class is over.

The big-nosed expert left the conference room.

The technicians stood up one after another and exchanged their learning experiences. (He Yuzhu also stood up, put away his notebook, and walked out of the back door.

When he came to the corridor outside, He Yuzhu found two people standing in the corridor.

One is Ivanov, who has a bearded Mediterranean hairstyle, and the other is Sullivan, who has a handsome Western face.

"Master He Yuzhu, Sullivan has been waiting here for you for a while. He wants to express his gratitude to you in person for the beautiful and fresh birthday cake you made for him at noon today."

Ivanov smiled and responded to Sullivan's words in Chinese to He Yuzhu. Sullivan reached out enthusiastically, held He Yuzhu's hand tightly, and said: "Master He Yuzhu, the birthday cake you made for me is the best birthday cake I have ever eaten. I will definitely remember what happened today." Thank you for everything."