Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

"Okay Master, I'll go wash my hands now."

"Well, let's go."

At noon, Taifenglou became busy again at lunchtime. According to Master Ye's arrangement, He Yuzhu kneaded dough and steamed noodles on the chopping board.

With the help of his increasing proficiency in his mind, the pastries He Yuzhu made became more and more exquisite.

Delicate little rabbits and lifelike flowers are continuously produced by He Yuzhu.

An old master took a little rabbit out of the steamer and examined it carefully in his hands, and exclaimed: "Old Ye, this apprentice you have is not bad, he is quite skillful."

At this time, Master Ye was making Taifenglou's signature soup. While staring at the fire, he replied calmly, "It's barely okay."

"Old Ye, your requirements are too high. If this is only considered okay, then what my apprentice has done is not even worth looking at."

Upon hearing this, Master Ye said in a serious tone, "This is only his first day here. No matter what he does, it can only be called okay. Praising is a taboo. If you want to go far on this road, you must never show any pride or complacency."

These words immediately made the chefs present look enlightened, and the name He Yuzhu was deeply imprinted in their minds.

After a day's work, He Yuzhu followed his master to the lounge with his arms that felt like they were filled with lead.

"No, my physical condition is too poor now. If I continue like this, it will take me a long time to adapt to the current work intensity. I have to find a way to exercise."

"Zhu Zi, how do you feel today? Can you accept this intensity?"

Master Ye went into the room, took off his chef's uniform and hung it on the hanger, then walked to the cupboard and started rummaging around inside.

"It's okay. I can still accept this intensity." He Yuzhu replied, rubbing his sore arm.

"Don't be so stubborn. Don't I know what the intensity of today's work means to a 13-year-old kid like you?" Master Ye took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the cabinet and said to He Yuzhu:

"Come, roll up your sleeves and I'll apply the medicine on you, or you won't be able to lift your arm tomorrow."

"Thank you, master."

He Yuzhu also knew that now was not the time to show his backbone, so he obediently rolled up his sleeves and stretched them in front of Master Ye.

He Yuzhu could see that Master Ye, with a serious face, was carefully rubbing the medicinal wine on himself.

His master seemed to be a strict teacher who never smiled and had a heart as hard as a rock, but deep down he had a soft side towards his apprentice.

"Okay, that's about it. Remember not to wipe off the medicinal wine when you take off your clothes and go to bed."

"Yes, Master. I will pay attention."

"Take this bottle of medicinal wine and apply it again tomorrow morning. I'll be leaving first. You should also go back and have a rest. Don't be too exhausted to work tomorrow."

"Understood, Master, take care."

After watching Master Ye leave, He Yuzhu returned to his dormitory.

To be honest, the dormitory that Manager Ma arranged for He Yuzhu was quite good. Although it didn't look very big, it was fully furnished. In addition, He Yuzhu was the only one living there, so it didn't seem crowded.

Although Taifeng Building theoretically has dormitories for every chef, including apprentices, there are not many people like He Yuzhu who actually live there.

Those who can go home go home after get off work, and only those who live far away from home like He Yuzhu choose to live in the dormitory.

If Taifeng Building’s closing time wasn’t 9 p.m., it would have been midnight by the time He Yuzhu got home, and He Yuzhu would have gone home long ago.

Lying on the bed, He Yuzhu looked at the unfamiliar ceiling and began to care about his sister.

"I don't know if Yu Shui can fall asleep on her own without her reading a story to her."

Thinking of his lovely sister, He Yuzhu felt an endless stream of motivation in his heart.

I must hurry and gain a firm foothold in Taifeng Building. Only then can I discuss with Manager Ma about letting my sister move in as well.

He Yuzhu took out the medicinal wine given to him by his master and took a sip. Under the influence of alcohol, he ignored the pain in his shoulders and fell into a deep sleep.

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The next morning, the first thing He Yuzhu did when he got up was to move his shoulders. When he found that they had almost recovered, he nodded with satisfaction.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu put on his clothes as quickly as possible and came to Master Ye's lounge, where he started to get hot water and clean the place just like yesterday.

"Strange, what is this?" He Yuzhu was cleaning the bookshelf with a feather duster and found a book that looked brand new and was out of place among the surrounding books that were almost torn apart.

The book was placed on the bookshelf, as if the owner of the house had never touched the books here.

He Yuzhu curiously took the book out from the bookshelf carefully, looked at the page, and couldn't help but read the words on it.

"The Bajiquan boxing manual is presented to my lifesaver Ye Chengde."

"Why, are you interested in this boxing manual?"

He Yuzhu was startled by the sudden voice. He turned his head and found that Master Ye was standing behind him.

"Master, why are you walking so silently? It's scary, okay?"

Master Ye ignored He Yuzhu's words and asked seriously, "Zhuzi, answer my question. Are you interested in this boxing book?"

"Well, I am a little interested. Mainly, I want to exercise my body. My current physical fitness is really a bit poor."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Master Ye inadvertently walked behind He Yuzhu, suddenly made a move, grabbed He Yuzhu's right arm, and twisted his arm behind his back.

He Yuzhu didn't expect that Master Ye would actually launch a sneak attack on him. Before he could react, Master Ye pressed him on the table and the boxing manual in his hand was taken back by him.

"Master, what are you doing!" He Yuzhu, who was pressed on the table, struggled subconsciously, but he did not expect that Master Ye, a middle-aged man who looked unremarkable, had a strange power. He easily suppressed He Yuzhu, whose strength was not much less than that of an adult, with one hand.

It was not enough to just subdue He Yuzhu. Master Ye put the boxing manual in his hand aside, bent He Yuzhu's arm upward with his right hand, grabbed He Yuzhu's left leg with his left hand and pulled it upward as well. Soon, He Yuzhu's body was pulled into a reverse bow shape.

"It hurts, it hurts, Master, please be gentler." Even He Yuzhu was in so much pain that he quickly begged for mercy from Master Ye.

Master Ye pretended not to hear He Yuzhu's plea for mercy. He just observed He Yuzhu's body, nodded with satisfaction, and then let He Yuzhu go.

"Master, why are you doing this for no reason?" He Yuzhu rubbed his arms and thighs that were twisted by Master Ye, and complained.

"Nothing, I just want to see if you have talent in this area." Master Ye replied indifferently.