Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

Director Hou was very satisfied with He Yuzhu's attitude. He knew when to advance and when to retreat. This was a good comrade! He had seen Chef He's cooking skills, which were definitely at the master level. So, could such a treasure be snatched away by others? Of course not, otherwise the big boss would not forgive him. Finally, he told He Yuzhu to work with peace of mind, and the factory would not bury talents...

They were all polite words and He Yuzhu didn't care. He would definitely leave in a few years anyway.

Unconsciously, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the Spring Festival is getting closer and closer. It is almost Laba~

Banggeng came back from showing a movie in the countryside. He had a chicken in his left hand, a duck in his right hand, and two pounds of pork belly in his mouth. He walked home like a swaggering person. When he pushed the door open, it was time for dinner.

Xiao Dang quickly took the meat from Bang Geng's mouth and asked in surprise, "Brother, where did you go to make your fortune?"

"I went to the countryside to show movies. The locals were very welcoming and insisted that I take the movie with me when I left. I couldn't resist them, so I took it back!" Bang Geng lied without blushing.

Jia Zhang happily took the chickens and ducks, and kept praising them, "My eldest grandson is so capable. Look at this old hen, how fat it is! Oh my~" Then she went out to arrange for them.

The whole family smiled and said nothing. They all knew what kind of person Jia Zhang was and knew that she must have hidden herself again.

"Mom, this is my salary for this month, take it!" Bang Geng took out a stack of money and handed it to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu counted and found that there were a total of thirty-five dollars and fifty cents. She was immediately shocked.

"Why are there so many?" She was worried that Banggeng would learn bad things from Xu Damao.

Bang Geng hurriedly explained: "Subsidy, Mom, I'm a formal projectionist now, I get a subsidy!"

Qin Huairu was skeptical and felt that Banggeng was not telling the truth.

"No wonder my uncle-in-law lives such a comfortable life! It turns out he has so much money!" Xiaodang knew that there must be something going on, and she, who was always outspoken, immediately revealed the secret.

No wonder, Qin Huairu seemed to understand it too.

"Mom, now you understand, as long as I learn this skill, I won't be afraid to travel around the world. Now I can show movies on my own, and no one can control me!" Bang Geng said proudly.

"What about Xu Damao?" Qin Huairu asked.

"Mom, don't think too much, he is my master, I just respect him!"

Qin Huairu thought about it and said nothing more. She felt that the current situation was pretty good. Banggeng's job was stable and she had hope for the future.

But as for Shazhu, ah, why doesn’t he understand me!

At this time, He Yuzhu also started cooking at home. As usual, it was hot pot. The mutton was freshly cut and the vegetables were also fresh. Because there was storage space, he stored a lot in the summer just to improve the food in the winter.

He was eating when Xiaodang came in without knocking. He Yuzhu subconsciously wanted to protect the food (mainly because he was afraid that others would see the vegetables and become suspicious).

"Hey, why didn't you invite us when you gave us special treatment?" Xiaodang squeezed over with his butt sticking out.

"Who taught you to be so rude? You didn't even knock when you entered the room. Go away, there's no place for you!" He Yuzhu hurriedly pushed her aside.

Xiao Dang was not satisfied and pouted, saying, "Look at you, you are being mean to me now!"

Damn, what a sexy sausage mouth, almost catching up with Shu Qi.

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes and said, "Well, you're right, don't come here anymore!"

"Humph, my mom made us call you silly dad, you don't appreciate it at all!"

"Don't do that. I can't afford to be your boyfriend. I'm not that noble to raise someone else's child!"

"are you mad at me!"

Xiaodang never expected that He Yuzhu could say such vicious words, and he turned around and left in anger.

He Yuzhu quickly locked the door, as he was worried that the girl would go to Yi Zhonghai to complain.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, Yi Zhonghai came over.

"Zhu Zi, open the door, it's me!"

Who do you think you are?

He Yuzhu stretched and yawned, "Uncle, it's so late now, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm going to sleep first!"

With a "click", He Yuzhu turned off the light, and the room became pitch dark.

Yi Zhonghai stood outside the door with a red face, not knowing whether to leave or stand. Finally, he snorted and went to old Jia's house.

The next day, He Yuzhu went out early, and Yi Zhonghai came back empty-handed again...

There is a task in the factory today. It is the New Year and the leaders have more social activities. For example, they have to give gifts to their friends in the sister units and related units. After all, our country is a society of personal relationships and pays attention to reciprocity. Especially during festivals, giving gifts is more important than anything else.

In previous years, all the gifts were purchased from outside. Director Li was very generous, and cigarettes and alcohol were constantly available and replaced every year. However, this year is different. The higher-ups asked for frugality, but how to be frugal was still under discussion.

Some people suggested purchasing some local specialties, such as canned food from the south, candies from the north, or local cakes, etc., and they could handle it by making the packaging look good. But some people think that this is not a good idea. After all, the steel mill is a big company. It may not be the leader, but it is one of the best in Kyoto. It is not nice to use these cheap goods to make excuses!

In this way, the husband has his own reasons, and the wife has her own reasons. Anyway, they are arguing about the quality of the gift. Director Hou is also in a headache. Due to the Tangshan disaster this year, the funds from above are insufficient, and the factory does not have much money now, so it is impossible to buy anything good. However, you can't not give gifts. Everyone has given gifts, and if you don't, it will seem disrespectful.

At this time, He Yuzhu made a suggestion. After all, he was the canteen director. He said that at worst we could do it ourselves. We had no shortage of supplies anyway. We could make some braised meat or something. We all eat meat during the Chinese New Year. It would be a win-win situation.

Director Hou thought this was a good suggestion. Thinking that He Yuzhu was an expert, he gave him the task and asked him to do it well. He was told to just raise any requirements and the factory would try its best to meet them.

What can you ask for? The kitchen is ready, the meat is ready, it's just a little more work, no big deal.

Since it was the first reform, Director Hou attached great importance to it, so He Yuzhu must cooperate well. Besides, this was an opportunity to show off, so he hurriedly summoned several chefs and started working overtime. Braised meat is actually very simple. The recipe was prepared by He Yuzhu himself, and the taste can be improved with the help of the system.

After several days of hard work, the braised meat is finally ready. The tempting aroma fills the entire steel mill. The next step is packaging, which is other people's job. He Yuzhu doesn't want to worry about it, but he also has something to do because there are a lot of scraps left after processing the braised meat. Although they are just scraps, they are also good things for ordinary people.

These things were still public property, and He Yuzhu did not dare to give them away privately (in fact, he secretly hid a lot of them, and public property should not be bleached or bleached!), so he processed them and made them into employee meals. As expected, he received a lot of praise. For this, Director Hou also specifically praised He Yuzhu, saying that he cared about his colleagues, was sensible, and was a rare good comrade.

Master He accepted it without blushing or beating his heart, and thought to himself, when you do good deeds, you must leave your name behind, otherwise who would know that you are doing good deeds!