Siheyuan: Get god-level cooking skills at the beginning

"If it's Tuesday, it should be fine. I probably won't have anything to do that day. What about He Yushui?" He Yuzhu asked, because he didn't hear any movement in He Yushui's room.

"She said that Li Weiguo's parents are going to have dinner in their new house tomorrow, so she has to go home to prepare the meal. She also mentioned that Li Weiguo's parents especially like her cooking." Wang Qian couldn't help laughing when she mentioned this.

Fortunately, she doesn’t need to take care of her parents-in-law after getting married, otherwise she really doesn’t know how to deal with this kind of family relationship.

Although He Yushui was a thoughtful person, He Yuzhu could still see a hint of worry on her face when she mentioned Li Weiguo's parents.

After hearing this, He Yuzhu nodded in agreement and said with a smile, "Alright, let this little girl go. Although she has not formally learned cooking, she should have learned about 60% to 70% of it after watching us for so many years. It is also good to have the ability to please the elders. Let's not talk about her, you can keep this big yellow croaker, we don't need to use it yet."

However, Wang Qian shook her head and refused: "My husband should keep it. You should manage the family finances. If such valuable items are lost, I will definitely feel very uncomfortable."

He Yuzhu thought for a moment and felt that it was okay. The purpose of taking out this big yellow croaker was to tell her not to worry about money. After all, he mentioned today that he had to support an old woman and an old man, which all required funds.

"Okay, I'll keep it. I almost forgot to tell you, honey, I put some cash in the drawer under the bed. If you don't need it, you can always take it yourself."

"There's no need to leave the money there. What if someone takes it away? Besides, you gave me all the money you collected today. My daily expenses are not that much, so it will be enough for a long time." Wang Qian smiled slightly, feeling sweet in her heart. She felt that He Yuzhu really cared about her.

"Then save a little and keep it for emergency." The two chatted for a few words, and He Yuzhu began to practice his Bajiquan.

After that, Wang Qian took the initiative to help take a bath. Soon, the bathroom was filled with steam. This bath was particularly comfortable and made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Ding, I found that the host has not signed in today."

"Sign in."

"Ding, get 1000 gold coins and get a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to draw a lottery?"

“I want to draw a prize.”

"Ding, the lottery is in progress, please wait... The lottery is completed, and you will get a **virtual mask. After wearing it, no one can see your identity unless you take it off voluntarily."

"Oh, this is a treasure. If we use it properly, we can kill two birds with one stone." He Yuzhu was ecstatic and excited.

In the next ten years, this mask will play a huge role. On the side, Wang Qian snuggled in his arms, seemed to notice his joy, raised her head and asked gently: "Husband, is there anything happy?"

He patted her shoulder gently and smiled: "Nothing, I just feel good to have you by my side."

"I feel the same way. I feel that I am the luckiest person to marry you."

While He Yuzhu and Wang Qian were talking about their love and falling asleep, Qin Huairu was lying on the bed at Jia's house, unable to fall asleep. She was worried, not for any other reason, but about Banggeng. Banggeng had left her and ran away at noon, and did not return until the evening. Moreover, not only did Banggeng not talk to her this time, but sometimes he looked at her with resentment.

Recalling all this, Qin Huairu's eyes gradually became moist, and the distant look in his eyes seemed to cut her heart.

This was the beloved child of the Jia family, and the whole family had high hopes for him. Before, in order to save food, she would rather starve herself than let Jia Bang eat more.

If her heart could be described in one word right now, it would be extreme loss, as if she had lost all her passion and hope.

As night fell, the two did not talk much and fell into silence.

At dawn, He Yuzhu woke up early, gently pulled out his arm, and after a few simple movements, he bent down and kissed Wang Qian's cheek affectionately. After changing his clothes, he began his morning exercises, and each move of Bajiquan vaguely brought out the charm of a master.

He Yuzhu was very satisfied with this kind of training. With the memory bank of the Bajiquan master, he could clearly feel his growth and improvement every day. At this pace, he would be able to successfully break through to the Bajiquan Grandmaster level in eight months.

"Huh!" An hour of exercise passed in a flash, and the turbid breath he exhaled announced the sweat he had just put in. His clothes were soaked through and stuck tightly to his body, and the faint lines of his chest muscles outlined his attractive physique.

He took a quick glance at his wife who was still sleeping, then quickly went into the carrying space to take a shower, brush his teeth, and wash his clothes. After finishing his work, he quickly returned outside.

After only a few minutes, he was awakened by his wife. "Honey, have you finished washing up?" Wang Qian asked with her eyes slightly narrowed, still sleepy.

"Well, wife, it's almost half past seven, it's time to get up. I'll make breakfast after I get dressed, so you hurry up and get ready." He Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief and almost let it out accidentally.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Soon, breakfast was ready: a simple and hearty bowl of fried rice, with each egg cleverly embedded in each grain of rice. The color was golden and extremely tempting, fully demonstrating his cooking skills.

"It's really delicious, honey, can we eat this again tomorrow?" Wang Qian praised. Her expectant eyes made He Yuzhu satisfied.

"Of course. I was worried that you would dislike it." He Yuzhu replied with a smile.

"No way. In fact, city people generally don't like to eat white rice. It's mainly because my dad didn't eat it much in the past, so we didn't cook it often at home." Wang Qian said, took another bite, and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's good. From now on, we should eat rice as the main meal at least five days a week. It's okay to eat white steamed buns for two meals, but I feel weird if I eat them for several days in a row." He Yuzhu was happy. He finally had a legitimate choice of rice.

"Okay, I'll eat whatever you cook."

"Then it's decided."

After breakfast, the two of them set off on their bicycles. Although it was still early - around eight o'clock - Wang Qian and her colleagues started work half an hour earlier than ordinary factories and mines.

Helplessly, He Yuzhu had to follow.

The cold air in the early morning was accompanied by light rain and drifting snow, making the road slightly slippery. He Yuzhu rode his bike carefully, hoping that the road under his feet had been stepped on and made safe and stable by those who had come before him.

When he arrived at the steel plant's kitchen and just reached the cafeteria entrance, he found Zhao Xigui and Zhou Hui already waiting there, with several documents in their hands waiting for his signature.

"Director He, you're here." When he saw them, he immediately smiled and greeted them.

"Is there anything you need my signature on today? I'll take a look and sign it for you." As he said that, He Yuzhu took the document and asked about today's situation while reading it.

At this moment, Zhou Hui said hesitantly: "Director, there is really a problem that needs to be solved. Because the weather is too cold, many roads are frozen, and the cooperative where I used to buy potatoes is out of stock."

Moreover, he had searched several cooperatives without any results. "I have to ask you for advice," he said.

"How much is short?" He Yuzhu asked.

"If it is only enough to meet the canteen's needs today, we need 1200 kilograms. But if it snows again this weekend, there are still 11 days left before the Spring Festival. Excluding one holiday, the total number of potatoes missing will reach kilograms," Zhou Hui said as he calculated.

Faced with this huge number, He Yuzhu nodded in response, because potatoes are a common ingredient in the cafeteria, and there is currently no supply of meat. Once there is a shortage of potatoes, they may only be able to rely on cabbage.

"Are there any other purchasing channels?" he asked.

"Yes, but it's not possible to buy such a large quantity at one time now. Not only do we need to hire people to go to the countryside to purchase, but even if we buy it, transportation is very troublesome." Zhou Hui answered truthfully.

In such severe cold conditions, it takes a lot of time to purchase or deliver the food from the countryside, and the ingredients for lunch are urgently needed, so time is running out.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu frowned. Although he had some potatoes in his personal space, the reason for taking them out was not easy to explain.

"How about this, you guys try to figure out how to deal with today's quantity first, even if the price is a little higher. I will try my best to look for other sources to meet the remaining demand." As he said that, he handed over the signed shopping list and said calmly.

"Okay, Director, we will think of a solution." After Zhou Hui and Zhao Xigui left, He Yuzhu went to the kitchen to check the situation, and then walked towards Zhang Baoguo's office.

After explaining the problem to him, Zhang Baoguo also looked distressed. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "This is indeed a difficult problem. In the past winter, we would store enough for a whole month in advance, but this year the snow has been intermittent, so we can't store enough. We have to go to the cooperative every morning to get it."

He Yuzhu nodded in agreement and asked, "Director, this situation has happened before, right? How was it resolved in the end?"

Zhang Baoguo said with some concern: "It did happen. The solution was quite simple at the time - find a coal transport team and ask them to help buy from the suburbs. But the situation this year is special. Rural people basically live on potatoes, so it is difficult to find sellers willing to sell."

This problem is indeed thorny and weighs on their minds. Seeing He Yuzhu deep in thought, Zhang Baoguo reminded him: "Isn't there a person with great powers in your circle of friends? Why don't you try to ask him to see if he can help you with this?"

He Yuzhu immediately replied: "Is this feasible? My friend did not provide any official vouchers, and just checking the accounts is a hassle."

He himself had thought of taking potatoes out of the space to trade, but this time he absolutely could not repeat the behavior of selling fish last time. He did this to completely erase the memory of selling fish.