Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

The Xu family in the backyard.

Xu Fugui smelled the aroma of fried meat coming from the yard and looked at his son who was eating, but he felt bad.

I think Xu Fugui thinks of himself as a big shot. After all, he relied on his own abilities to rise from being penniless in the old society to becoming the private driver of the Lou family in Lou Bancheng.

After the liberation, he saw that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, so he quit at the right time and used his connections to become one of the first projectionists in the factory. It can be said that he did not obey anyone in changing his position according to the wind, not even his own boss, let alone the people in the courtyard, but only when it came to his son.

However, he lost to the deceased Zhou Weiguo. When he thought of the four children of the Zhou family, he couldn't help but envy them, not just Zhou Tian, ​​who had been promoted to a master chef in the factory at a young age.

Even these three little ones should not be underestimated. If we look at their current academic performance, the future achievements of these three little ones will probably not be low.

The most important thing is that he saw very clearly that a large number of talents would be needed after the country was initially established, and there might be no talents that could compare to college students.

Although the university has not yet opened for admission, he does not think this will be delayed for long.

Unfortunately, the father is a hero and the son is also a good man. Xu Fugui asked himself that what he had come to today was already his limit. He originally wanted his son to surpass his father and enter the upper class society through schooling, but he didn't expect that his son was not good at studying.

If he hadn't been forcing his son to study, his son probably wouldn't even want to go to junior high school.

This made him a little confused, and finally he could only make three rules with his son. If his son still didn't want to study after graduating from junior high school, he would take him to the factory and take over his job.

Thinking about Zhou's son and his own son, he sometimes wondered if the reason his son wasn't as sensible and good at studying as Zhou's son was because he wasn't hung on the wall.

After all, they are both sons, but why is there such a big difference between one's own son and the other's son, even bigger than the gap between humans and dogs.

He sighed, and looked at Xu Damao with eyes full of disgust. If his body had not allowed him to have another son, he would have really wanted to practice another trumpet!

The He family in the middle courtyard.

When the aroma of fried meat from the backyard reached the middle courtyard, He Daqing rummaged through the boxes and took out the fine wine that he had collected for many years and placed it on the table.

He Yuzhu said with some dissatisfaction: "Dad, is it really necessary for you? The Zhou family kid has become a master chef in the factory. Do you have to please him so much?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

Upon hearing this, He Daqing immediately slapped He Yuzhu.

She looked at him with disdain: "Do you think your father wants to do this? Isn't the reason why I do this for you and Yu Shui?"

"For me. I'm a cook and he's a fitter. We can't possibly get along. You say it's for me? Who would believe it?"

He Yuzhu said unconvinced.

"Snapped!"

He Daqing slapped his son on the back of the head again.

"You silly Zhuzi, the Zhou family kid has become a master chef in the factory at such a young age. Do you think the Zhou family kid will have an easy life in the future? You said you will never ask others for help in the future?"

He Daqing said with a look of regret.

"How could I have given birth to a son as stupid as you who knows nothing!"

"How can I be smart if you keep hitting me on the head?"

He Yuzhu listened to He Daqing's words and muttered to himself.

"Go call Yushui for me. Call Yushui to the backyard!"

Seeing that his son dared to talk back, He Daqing became even more furious. He slapped and kicked He Yuzhu out of the door, then picked up his treasured wine and slowly walked out.

Then he joined He Yuzhu and He Yushui and walked towards the back room.

As soon as he walked into the backyard, He Daqing saw Zhou Ting from the Zhou family jumping out of the room. When she saw He Daqing's family, she walked up happily and held He Yushui's hand.

Tiantian first called He Daqing "Uncle He", then called He Yuzhu "Brother Zhuzi", and then pulled He Yushui towards home while running.

"Brother, Uncle He is here!"

"heard it!"

Zhou Tian's voice came from the kitchen, and then he walked out, looked at He Daqing and He Yuzhu and smiled.

"Uncle He, Zhuzi, you are here, come in and have a seat, the food will be ready soon!"

Zhou Tian warmly invited the two into the house, then turned and went into the kitchen.

After a while, a plate of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a plate of braised pork, a plate of meat stewed with potatoes and a plate of spicy shredded potatoes were placed on the table, and then Zhou Tian took out a pot of steamed buns from the kitchen again.

"Xiaotian, stop working, there are enough dishes!"

He Daqing looked at Zhou Tian busying around inside and outside, and said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, Uncle He. You've helped me a lot today, so it's only right that I treat you to a meal! Wait a moment, I'll take care of my younger brothers and sisters first!"

After saying that, Zhou Tian returned to the kitchen again and brought the food specially reserved for his younger brother and sister and Yu Shui to the table in another room. After giving his younger brother and sister some instructions, he went to his room and sat down.

Seeing that He Daqing and He Yuzhu were still sitting, he greeted them.

"Uncle He, Zhuzi, why don't you eat? Come on, eat now. How about trying my cooking skills?"

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of food and put it into his mouth.

Seeing this, the two of them didn't hesitate and picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

As soon as they took a bite, their eyes lit up, especially He Daqing, who looked at Zhou Tian with a complicated look, and said in admiration:

"Okay, Xiaotian, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good? It's beyond Uncle He's expectations!"

"Yeah! Brother Zhou, how did you make this dish? Why is it so delicious? It's even better than Master Liu from Taifenglou!"

Who is Master Liu of Taifenglou? He is the mainstay of Taifenglou. In the previous dynasty, he would be comparable to the imperial chef. He has been learning skills in Taifenglou for more than two years, but he has only tasted the dishes cooked by Master Liu once. It was that time that he could not forget Master Liu's craftsmanship and admired him very much.

However, now, he tasted the flavor of Master Liu in Zhou Tian’s dishes. How could he not be surprised?

"Thank you for the compliment, Zhuzi. I'm not as good as Master Liu!"

Zhou Tian said modestly. Obviously, he had heard of the name of Master Liu from Taifenglou, but he declined He Yuzhu's praise.

After all, he was a fitter and had no intention of becoming a cook. Even if his skills were good, they were useless in his opinion. At most, they could only make his younger brothers and sisters eat better.

"Zhu Zi is right, Xiao Tian, ​​your skills have really surpassed mine and are comparable to Master Liu!"

He Daqing also looked at Zhou Tian, ​​with a hint of regret in his eyes.

He Daqing had always envied Zhou Tian's talent as a chef and wanted to take him in as his apprentice. Unfortunately, Zhou Tian was not interested in cooking. He didn't expect that after just over a year, without a master and just by cooking some home-cooked meals, his cooking skills had surpassed He Daqing's.

This made He Daqing suddenly regretful. He regretted not insisting at the beginning. If he had insisted, he might have really been able to accept such a monstrous disciple. Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now.

As he thought about it, he suddenly felt that the dishes on the table in front of him no longer tasted good.

As for Zhou Tian, ​​he didn't think so much. When he heard He Yuzhu's question, he told him his methods and experience. He Yuzhu and He Daqing, who was in a complicated mood, lit up their eyes.