Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

Soon the braised meat gift boxes for the steel rolling mill were ready. There were three items in one gift box: two pounds of braised beef in soy sauce, a pepper and sesame chicken, and one pound of bacon and sausage (purchased from outside). The packaging was exquisite and looked very high-end. The senior leaders were very satisfied and fully affirmed He Yuzhu's work.

In addition to verbal praise, Director Hou also specially approved two gift boxes for He Yuzhu as a reward. After all, he worked overtime to make them. This kind of selfless contribution is worth learning from.

He Yuzhu was not modest. Since the factory gave it to him, he should take it. Although he didn't need these things, he couldn't fail to appreciate the kindness of the factory director, otherwise he would suspect that he had stolen it, which would be unacceptable! He gave one gift box to Mr. Luo, who was an old friend of He Daqing and an elder. He had taken good care of the two siblings in the past.

The other one was given to He Daqing's junior fellow student, whose surname was Feng and whose name was Hua Zhi. However, they were not real fellow students, but they were all descendants of Sichuan cuisine, and based on the principle of learning the truth in order, they called each other "master and master brothers". This was very normal in the past, just like in ancient times, if scholars and students studied the same school, they would naturally think of it as a heritage, so it was reasonable to call each other "master and master brothers".

This time He Yuzhu didn't forget about the girl and sent her a gift, but it wasn't a gift box. After all, gift boxes are counted, and if there was one more gift box out of nowhere, people would be suspicious. So He Yuzhu could only tamper with other things, such as the braised beef, which weighed more than three or four kilograms, and the offal, which weighed at least a few kilograms. These things were not valuable, and as long as they were not excessive, no one would pay attention...

All the leaders sent out their gifts and waited for feedback with great anticipation. As expected, everyone liked them very much, especially those who had attended banquets of senior leaders. After learning that He Yuzhu personally prepared the gifts, they called to ask,

"Director Hou, this braised meat tastes really good, especially the spicy chicken, it's absolutely delicious, do you have any more..."

"Director Huang, can you ..."

Factory Director Hou was in a state of confusion when faced with all the requests. He had not expected his colleagues to be so enthusiastic, but there was nothing he could do. It was already the end of the year, where could he get the raw materials? Even if he did, it would be too late. The factory had other things to do, and everyone was busy.

It's easy to deal with ordinary people, but it's not easy to deal with big guys. Just now, an old chief of a military region also came to give instructions. I don't know how he knew that He Yuzhu was a master of Sichuan cuisine, but he insisted on asking him to cook a meal. He said, "Old Li has eaten, but I haven't eaten yet. How embarrassing."

It was obvious from hearing that this was a difficult person, so Director Hou had no choice but to let He Yuzhu cook as instructed.

But He Yuzhu didn't suffer any loss. When he came back, he got a box of Maotai, which made him very happy. It was a special supply, and one box was twelve bottles. It was a damn good deal. But the old chief also had a request, that is, he had to cook a meal every once in a while. He Yuzhu thought, the old chief was so generous, he must not be a stingy person. If he went a few more times, would there be other benefits? Hehe, this must be going. If I don't go, I will be unworthy of my face - shameless!

Laba Festival is coming soon, and the pace of everything has quickened. He Yuzhu is also busy with work. This year is a special year. In order to welcome a new beginning and increase the enthusiasm of employees, the steel rolling mill has joined hands with the Municipal Propaganda Department and the Railway Art Troupe to organize a cultural evening party. The time is set on the Little New Year. Many leaders will attend, so the factory requires the canteen to do a good job in the reception and no accidents must occur.

He Yuzhu also issued a military order (popular at that time), indicating that he would definitely complete the task. But he turned around and went back to doing what he was supposed to do, as if he hadn't heard it. There was nothing he could do. As a time traveler, he had a God's perspective. Things that were difficult in the eyes of ordinary people were a piece of cake for him. Don't forget, he was now a master chef, one of the best in Kyoto. What could go wrong?

What is giving him a headache now is the program of this art evening party. He heard it right. The evening party not only has performances by the art troupe, but also the participation of the factory workers. This is called for everyone to have fun together and work together for construction. This is also a good thing, sharing happiness with the people, which is very common. But what is unexpected is that the slogans are usually shouted loudly, but when something happens, everyone becomes depressed!

Take the cafeteria for example, no one signed up. In fact, it’s not that everyone is afraid, but they don’t know what to perform on stage. After all, we are all rough people who can’t read a few words. What kind of talent can we have? We can’t go on stage to cook!

The canteen is not an exception; other workshops are similar. Everyone likes to watch performances, but when it comes to going on stage, haha, I don’t have the courage or the skills to do so. This is what most people think.

When Director Hou saw this, he thought it was not acceptable. A steel mill could not even produce a program. How shameful. He then expressed the hope that everyone would unite to overcome the difficulties. There are always more solutions than difficulties, so everyone should think carefully and not let the brothers look down on them.

The factory director's words instantly elevated the matter to a collective honor, and no one dared to take it lightly anymore.

He Yuzhu doesn't mind being in the spotlight, but he's been too busy lately. Not only does he have to go to his old boss's house, but he also has to go to the big boss's house. As the year draws to a close, they have a lot of entertainment, and without Master He to support the occasion...

As the saying goes, talking without practice is just empty talk. The task was assigned to each team, and everyone was very enthusiastic. However, this was not a "competition" (skill competition) after all. It was not about skills, but talent. Talent meant singing and dancing. Who could do it? If you could learn to jump like a frog, that wouldn't be difficult, but the key point was that the leader wouldn't allow it!

Still no one signed up for the cafeteria, He Yuzhu had expected this, there was nothing he could do, the average age was around 40, what kind of show were you asking them to perform? Taking the kids out for a walk in the middle of winter? If I had known, I would have invited Second Uncle, he's good at this, haha!

Finally, He Yuzhu signed up for a program himself, thinking that at most he could just sing a song to get by. Anyway, the highlight was the performance of the art troupe, and the steel rolling mill was just a foil, and no one would care.

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After finishing the Laba porridge, time was running out. The more time was squeezed, the less time was needed. Just as He Yuzhu finished processing the report sent by Lao Qian, Aunt Zhang, the chopping board in the cafeteria, came.

"Master, I have something to ask you!"

"Aunt Zhang, please sit down. Don't be so polite to me!" He Yuzhu poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.

"Master, I'm not thirsty!" Aunt Zhang was a little nervous.