Siheyuan: Sizhu starts blindly and takes a new path

After listening to Grandpa Ren's introduction, Aunt Ren greeted Sha Zhu: "Hello, Xiao He."

"Auntie, hello, you can just call me Zhuzi, or Shazhu, that's fine too, everyone in our courtyard calls me that."

"Okay, I'll call you Zhuzi. You sit and chat with Old Ren first. Give me the basket of vegetables." Aunt Ren didn't agree and wanted to take the food from Shazhu. Good guy, it's not easy to ask a guest who comes to the house for the first time to work. "I'll go cook. It will be ready in a while. You can accompany Old Ren for a few drinks later."

"Auntie, it's okay, I'll do it." Sha Zhu stopped Auntie Ren, "I'm quick, it will be done in a moment. And I just lost the game of chess, so I promised to cook for Uncle Ren. Also, I want you two to taste my cooking skills and help promote me."

It was said politely, saying that it was just a favor to repay. Seeing this, Aunt Ren no longer refused, as she had experienced many similar things before.

There were quite a few things in the vegetable basket, including meat, tofu, vegetables, and a few cabbages in the kitchen.

Sha Zhu is a professional and he cooks really fast. It takes less than 20 minutes including cutting and cooking to have pork and cabbage and a dish of home-cooked tofu ready. They are all suitable for elderly people in Beijing who cannot eat spicy food.

When the dishes were served, Sha Zhu took off his apron and greeted the two elders, saying "My sister is waiting for me at home."

Before Uncle Ren could react, Sha Zhu walked out. However, he understood what Sha Zhu meant. The situation was bad, so if you could avoid eating at someone else's house, you should not eat. People worked hard to prepare some delicious food for you, and it would be heartbreaking for them instead of embarrassing you. It would be better for you to leave on your own initiative to save face.

The second canteen has lost Sha Zhu for several months, and the workers have begun to miss the taste of Sha Zhu's food again. It's not that the canteen team leader's food is not delicious, but that Sha Zhu's food is too delicious, and the workers' families are also greedy for it. One bite of Sha Zhu's food can be eaten with half a steamed bun, and it is still very memorable. The food cooked by the team leader is not delicious enough, so you have to take several bites, and there is not enough to share with too many people in his family.

Many workers in the third workshop asked Sha Zhu why he didn't go back to the canteen. After going through the depression of blindness, Sha Zhu was no longer arrogant and didn't talk to anyone properly. When his colleagues asked him, he just said that he was a brick of the revolution and would be moved wherever he was needed.

Seeing that they couldn't get what they wanted from Sha Zhu, the workers found the canteen director and asked him to move Sha Zhu's brick back to the canteen. After all, this brick would make the food taste better. The director found Sha Zhu and asked him what he thought on the pretext of the masses' request.

Sha Zhu expressed his opinion to the director: I am the brick, and I want to be a good brick, a good brick that will satisfy the leaders and the masses.

The director was very happy, and Sha Zhu returned to the cafeteria that day and started stir-frying the big spoon he hadn't eaten for a long time.

After cooking, Sha Zhu did not go to the window to get food or chat with his coworkers, but looked at the recipe he had recorded in the back kitchen. This was while he was pretending to be blind and recalling the various dishes he had never seen before when he opened a restaurant in his dream. He demonstrated the cooking process in his mind over and over again. Since he had no real experience, he would do it in his mind, just like thinking about the moves in his mind when practicing wrestling or chess. This way he would not be so flustered when he gets started in the future.

He knew that as long as he improved his cooking skills and cooked delicious dishes, he would never have to worry about food and drink. In the open future era in his dream, if he seized the opportunity, not only would he soar thousands of miles with the wind, but he would also be more than 80 to 90 percent of the people, and it should not be a problem for him to leave enough assets for his descendants.

Today, when Sha Zhu was playing chess, Grandpa Ren kept praising Sha Zhu's cooking. When he and his wife ate it yesterday, they almost bit their tongues. The grandpas nearby were envious. They knew that Grandpa Ren had some social power. If he could say that, then it must be true. It must be that the country is poor now, and the grain, meat and eggs are all used to pay off debts. Otherwise, they would all like to ask Sha Zhu to cook a good meal for their families. But the reputation has been spread, and it is more mysterious if you haven't tasted it.

Sha Zhu went home humming a tune. When he entered the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu was still washing clothes by the sink with her bulging belly. When she saw Sha Zhu, she immediately came up to him and said, "Sha Zhu, I didn't see you in the workshop today. I heard that you went back to the cafeteria?"

"Well, at the strong request of my fellow workers, I returned to my job as a cook." Sha Zhu replied seriously.

"Well, can you please bring lunch boxes to my house in the future? Banggeng and Xiaodang haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, and they are both skinny and hungry."

"It's fine if he's thin, but he's not my child, so it's none of my business." He complained in his mind, and then he looked embarrassed. "Comrade Qin Huairu, when I returned to my job at the cafeteria today, the director solemnly told me not to make the same mistake again, otherwise I'll have to go back to the workshop."

Sha Zhu stretched out his empty hands to show Qin Huairu, "Look, I didn't even bring a lunch box back."

Qin Huairu's eyes were misty and she bit her lip. "Then can you lend me some more food?"

Sha Zhu said, "There is no food in my family's food register. Now Yu Shui and I don't have enough to eat." Sha Zhu pointed to a way and said, "Why don't you ask the uncle's family?"

Qin Huairu returned home without finding anything. Seeing her unhappy face, Jia Pozi knew that she had failed, and she scolded Sha Zhu for being heartless and ungrateful. Qin Huairu muttered to herself: "What's the point of scolding people? It can't be exchanged for food or money. It can only waste energy, and I have to eat more at night."

When Mrs. Jia was tired of scolding, Qin Huairu talked about introducing a partner to Sha Zhu. She thought that if her cousin could marry Sha Zhu, the Jia family and Sha Zhu would become relatives, and with Sha Zhu's kind heart, he would definitely take good care of her family.

Of course Mrs. Jia had no objection. She didn't have to contribute any manpower anyway. She would laugh in her dreams if a girl who was raised by others married her husband and became a beast of burden to her family.

So Qin Huairu began to plan when to return to the village to talk about this marriage to her third uncle and cousin.

After Sha Zhu got up early on Sunday, he finished his meal, picked up two bottles of liquor, and rushed to his master's house. When Sha Zhu's father He Daqing was a cook in Fengze Garden, he asked Sha Zhu to worship his brother Sun Fuxiang, who was also his master, as his master. Sha Zhu had been an apprentice in Fengze Garden before.

Before liberation, apprentices did not receive any salary. After liberation, the salaries of apprentices in public-private joint ventures were not high. Moreover, restaurants were quiet in the morning but very busy from the afternoon to the evening. The key point was that the time to get off work was not fixed.

Since He Daqing went to Baoding in 52, Sha Zhu found a job with fixed hours in the canteen of a steel rolling mill in order to take care of his sister. Although the salary was the same as that of an apprentice in a restaurant, he had the convenience of being able to take care of his sister.

After that, Sha Zhu didn't go to his master for a long time. He didn't dare to go. When he went, his master would ask if his work had improved. He had just arrived at the steel mill and didn't have the opportunity to prepare banquets. He could only cook big pot dishes, and even then he might not get a turn. Seeing that his cooking skills hadn't improved, his master was disappointed and kept complaining about him. After a while, he didn't want to go anymore.

After what happened a year ago, Sha Zhu understood who was nice to him and who just wanted to take advantage of him.