Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

As the saying goes, "dry winters mean wet years, wet winters mean dry years", this is absolutely true.

Just as we entered the twelfth lunar month, the first heavy snow arrived as expected. As of this morning, the rain and snow that had lasted for two days showed no sign of abating. The entire city of Beijing added a bit of beautiful beauty amidst the vast white snow.

Although auspicious snow is a good omen for a good harvest, it is extremely inconvenient for people to travel. Not to mention the distant places, even in the courtyard, the snow on the ground is not frozen, and with the people coming and going, it has become pits, deep and shallow. He Yuzhu doesn't even want to go out. But there is no way, life must go on, no matter what goes well or not, life must go on.

Early in the morning, someone from the street came to the yard and shouted, saying that the supply and marketing cooperative had just received a truckload of cabbage, and everyone should hurry up to buy it. Their tone was so anxious that it seemed as if the store would disappear if they missed it.

Storing cabbage for the winter is a tradition in the city. Besides, there are not many other vegetables in winter, and people rely on cabbage to survive for nearly half a year, so almost every household has to prepare hundreds or even thousands of kilograms.

He Yuzhu didn't want to move, as he liked to sleep in during the winter. However, Ma Hua had already lined up early. It was unknown where he had borrowed a cart from, but he brought back more than a thousand pounds. He Yuzhu was stunned.

"Can we finish all this food?" He had never experienced the winter in the north and had no idea how hard life was.

"Hey, even this worries me that there won't be enough to eat!" Ma Hua said, scratching his head embarrassedly.

He Yuzhu was speechless. This disciple was really honest. Finally, the two of them moved the cabbage to the corridor to dry it. When it was dry, they put it in the cellar to store it, otherwise it would go bad easily.

Taking advantage of the fact that today is Sunday, He Yuzhu prepared to light up the kang. He originally thought that he had practiced kung fu and was no longer afraid of the cold, but who would have thought that the weather in the north would be so cold, several degrees below zero, which is very rare in the south.

Not only do we need to heat the kang, but we also need to light the stove. Now that there is no air conditioning, the cold house cannot be without some heat. If you calculate it this way, it will take several tons of coal to burn in a winter. To light the stove, you need coal briquettes. He Yuzhu didn't want to do it himself, so he took Ma Hua out of the city to buy ready-made ones. Although it was a penny more expensive, it saved effort.

In this way, they worked hard for a whole day, and the two of them pulled a total of five tons of coal and eight hundred coal briquettes. He Yuzhu gave Ma Hua two tons of coal and half of the briquettes, and kept the rest for himself...

This is the case for all small households, let alone steel mills. After winter, Lao Qian started purchasing large quantities of radishes, potatoes, cabbages and onions. There was no other way, as there were many people in the factory and problems would arise if preparations were not adequate.

The factory has a special storage room, a large warehouse. When the vegetables arrive, all the factory workers join in the work, even the deputy factory director takes the lead. It is very lively now. Everyone is very motivated and finishes the work in a joking manner. Then the canteen specially adds a dish as a reward, and the workers eat with their mouths full of oil~

The supply of materials is sufficient now, unlike the first few years when everyone was like wolves falling for sheep when they saw meat and couldn't get enough of it. He Yuzhu usually never cooks, and usually leaves the meat to Ma Hua's wife to deal with. With her around, the master never goes hungry.

However, He Yuzhu would occasionally cook a small hot pot at home, put a few slices of meat in it, drink some wine, and listen to Peking opera and crosstalk on the radio. It was so comfortable. Sometimes he thought that life was not bad now. He didn't have to worry about mortgage, betrothal gifts, or food. Where could he find such a good life?

He Yuzhu himself didn't realize that he had gradually integrated into this era.

That morning, the factory director Hou suddenly called He Yuzhu to his office and said that the senior leader was having a banquet and had specifically asked him to attend. He Yuzhu was so excited when he heard this, and thought to himself, how could I dare to sit at the same table with the leader? Even if I were a section-level cadre, I wouldn't be qualified enough to attend.

Sure enough, the next second the factory manager said that he just asked you to go there to cook, so don't think too much about it.

"Damn, I was so excited for nothing!"

He Yuzhu was instantly extremely depressed, and he suspected that the factory director did it on purpose!

This reception was different. There were not one table but five. They were probably inviting some high-level guests. However, this was not something He Yuzhu should worry about. He was only responsible for making the dishes!

In view of the increase in workload, He Yuzhu plans to bring a few more people, including Ma Hua, to see the world. Zhao Mingliang is good at case processing, and a banquet cannot only have dishes, noodles and desserts are also necessary, so he is also included.

Sichuan cuisine is not as complicated as Tan's cuisine. As long as the ingredients are sufficient, there is no need to prepare anything and you can start cooking on the spot. Ma Hua and Lao Zhao were both here for the first time, so they were inevitably a little nervous. However, seeing that He Yuzhu treated this place as his own home, the two of them were no longer restrained and slowly got into the mood.

Not long after, Secretary Zhao announced that the dishes could be served, and He Yuzhu hurriedly asked everyone to prepare. There were five tables at the banquet, and six cold dishes were served first, namely "Chicken with Red Oil", "Fuqi Fei Slices", "Dice of Rabbit with Flower Kernel", "Pickled Pepper Chicken Feet", "Garlic Pork", and "Garlic Cucumber". The guests shared Maotai wine, and after a few rounds of drinking, the hot dishes began to be served, which were "Fish-flavored Shredded Pork", "Mapo Tofu", "Twice-cooked Pork", "Boiled Pork Slices", "Dongpo Elbow", "Spicy Shrimp", "Daqian Dry-fried Fish", "Stir-fried Kidney Flowers", "Three Fresh Vegetables", "Celery and Lily", "Stewed Chicken", and "Eight Treasure Rice". A soup was "Sour and Spicy Vermicelli Soup", and then the noodles followed. Several fancy samples were all thought up by He Yuzhu. They were not only beautiful but also delicious, and the guests gave unanimous praise.

After a busy day, the reception finally ended. All the comrades were very satisfied and praised the chef's superb skills. This was the best and most authentic Sichuan cuisine they had ever eaten...

The big boss finally met with He Yuzhu and others. Needless to say, Master He was an old acquaintance. He was so thick-skinned that he would not blush even if he was praised to the sky.

But Zhao Mingliang and Ma Hua were not so happy. They were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. They cursed and swore that they would work hard and serve the people. Someone rolled his eyes when he heard it.

But someone probably never dreamed that he would become so famous this time that someone came to the factory the next day to poach him. "Master He, do you want to work in our company?" "You decide the salary and benefits." For several days in a row, people kept coming to He Yuzhu to do work, but he rejected them all. After all, I am just a cook. I have to cook and serve people everywhere.

Oh, if I go there you will let me sit in the office?

It’s not realistic!