Siheyuan: Incredible understanding and superb cooking skills

The original purpose was to test him, but He Yuzhu's performance completely conquered Li Baoguo.

At this moment, he wished he could speed up and make all the dishes quickly, in case the crispy duck would be degraded due to cooling down, which would be a pity.

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With Li Baoguo's participation, their cooperation became more efficient.

In the blink of an eye, four delicious dishes were ready.

There were six dishes in total, starting with sweet and sour duck, braised grass carp, a dish of stir-fried meat with green peppers, and three vegetarian side dishes.

In this era, being able to entertain guests with such standards is enough to show how important the pillars are in Li Baoguo's mind.

Master Xiao Qiuzhen was also summoned over, and the three of them set up a table in the yard.

He Yuzhu helped serve rice to his master and his wife.

"Master, Master's Wife, please try it."

Even though you are a guest at someone's home, there is still a certain order of etiquette to follow, and of course the first thing to do is to let the host start.

Li Baoguo and Xiao Qiuzhen looked at each other, both with smiles in their eyes.

"Well, I'll try it."

The master's wife said with a smile, then picked up a piece of crispy duck and took a bite.

Then, the next moment, Xiao Qiuzhen's face was full of smiles, and she was obviously very appreciative of Zhuzi's craftsmanship.

"No wonder I keep hearing you mention Zhuzi these days. His cooking skills are indeed no worse than the chef at Hongbinlou."

After hearing what his master's wife said, Li Baoguo couldn't help but pick up a piece to taste it, then raised his eyebrows.

Although I just watched Zhuzi cook, the feeling of tasting it in person is indeed different.

He didn't say it directly, but from the smile on his face, it was not difficult to see that he was satisfied with Zhuzi's abilities.

Xiao Qiuzhen clearly felt Li Baoguo's heartfelt recognition.

She was equally fond of the child because he was well-mannered, sensible and grateful.

As a woman, she cared more about Zhuzi's character rather than his cooking talent. What really mattered was his kind nature and sense of responsibility.

While enjoying dinner, Li Baoguo suddenly asked: "Zhu Zi, your father passed away today, do you hate him?"

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After listening to the master's words, He Yuzhu slowly raised his head.

Daqing is gone, will he feel resentful? Of course he is not without resentment or anger. Who wouldn't feel a little angry after losing their father?

However, He Yuzhu was reborn here as the soul of a modern man. He had some understanding of the plot of the original work, so his mentality was naturally different.

Besides, real life never gives people time to complain.

“Master, my father’s choice is his, I cannot interfere. Now I just want to concentrate on learning cooking under your guidance, and repay your careful teachings after I learn it.

Moreover, mastering a skill means that I can lead a stable life with my sister.”

His words are simple, but they reveal his sincerity and simplicity.

Li Baoguo and Xiao Qiuzhen both nodded in approval at this.

This child is in misfortune, but his positive determination and his talent mean that he will have a great future.

Qing Dynasty, oh Qing Dynasty, you have misjudged the pillar this time.

Facing such a He Daqing, Li Baoguo could not say anything more, but he was certain in his heart: at some point in the future, when He Daqing saw the pillar again, he would regret it deeply.

"Zhu Zi, from now on this is your home. Your father doesn't care, but Master and Master's Wife will always support you."

Xiao Qiuzhen already loved Zhuzi, and she felt even more distressed after hearing his words.

At this moment, she seemed to have treated Zhuzi as her own child and cared for him with all her heart.

After all, Li Baoguo and his wife had been childless for many years, so they must have some expectations about inheriting the family line and were not completely unconcerned.

However, various reasons prevented them from realizing their wish. The simple and kind-hearted child He Zhu gave them new ideas.

Seeing this scene, He Yuzhu also stood up to greet him.

“If Master and his wife accept me, Zhuzi will be very grateful.

If my parents don't accept it, then you will be the closest relatives to Yu Shui and me in the future.

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These words touched Li Baoguo's heart.

As the chief chef of Hongbinlou, he has received constant praise over the years, but the issue of offspring is an issue that cannot be avoided.

Although he and Xiao Qiuzhen could support and understand each other, in that era, not continuing the incense would indeed cause a lot of discussion.

Although the Xiao family neglected Qiu Zhen because she was childless, they did not dare to cause trouble openly because of Li Baoguo's status.

But within the Xiao family, their situation was not welcome.

Li Baoguo had hope in his heart for He Zhu's arrival.

He loves Ho Chu's talent and the hope that he will continue his culinary tradition.

"Qiuzhen, go get the Maotai that Zhuzi brought. I'm in a good mood today and I want to have a few drinks.

"Li Baoguo proposed.

Xiao Qiuzhen glared helplessly and warned in a low voice: "Drink less.

"But she still stood up and went to the windowsill to pick up the Maotai and fill her husband's small porcelain cup, but her tone was a little dissatisfied.

"Seriously, this small cup is not even half full?" Looking at the half cup of wine left, Li Baoguo couldn't help but want some.

Qiu Zhen shook her head and said, "If it weren't for Zhuzi, I wouldn't be willing to give you this small cup of wine.

Consider your own physical condition.

“The tone was unhappy.

Hearing this, Li Baoguo could only smile bitterly and restrain himself a little.

He knew he had to be careful, or else he might lose the chance of getting this little cup.

“Zhu Zi, you are a child, it’s fine for you to drink tea.

Today I followed my master to taste some fine wine.

“Seeing the master-disciple relationship become closer, Li Baoguo was in a good mood and spoke more easily.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu took the initiative to raise his glass and said, "Master, please wait a minute. Let me offer you a glass of tea instead of wine."

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After three rounds of drinking, Li Baoguo treasured this half glass of fine wine very much.

Pairing it with the delicacies on the table, he slowly finished it only now, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Zhu Zi, we are nominally master and apprentice, but in fact, on the road of cooking, the apprentice will one day become the master.

“He mentioned the traditional rules of culinary inheritance, hinting at future expectations.

The news about Li Baoguo also came from the Military Control Commission.

As an important chef of Hongbinlou, he has extensive connections covering various industries. Naturally, he knows more about the internal information of the capital than ordinary people.

When the new country was first established, everyone had been tempered by the years of war, and even ordinary people had a hint of toughness.

This is especially true of the widespread tradition of martial arts in society.

The elderly martial arts master, Yang Peiyuan, was a remarkable figure in his own right.

He rose to prominence at the age of seventeen when he defeated five samurai through his tough physical training.

In the following years, he created many heroic legends with his outstanding martial arts.

Different from the usual practice of martial arts sects pursuing fame, Yang Peiyuan tended to attack outside forces. He had more than 20 well-known warriors under his command alone, which made many of his enemies hate him.

When he was old, Yang Peiyuan founded the Taiyuan Martial Arts School. Although he had few disciples, they were all masters, and many legendary stories were told during the war.

It was his leadership that destroyed the enemy's nest.

However, not all enemies were captured during the capture, and some of those who escaped were eager for revenge.

The first to bear the brunt was Zhang Peiyuan, the owner of Taiyuan Martial Arts School. When the enemy spies learned of his involvement, they immediately counterattacked in fury.

Someone once attempted to assassinate Director Yang on the road by tying him up and killing him together with him.

However, Master Yang possessed profound internal strength and was extremely sensitive, so he noticed the abnormality in time and escaped the disaster.

Although he dodged, the thug died on the spot because he could not withstand the residual impact of the attack, and Director Yang disappeared.

There happened to be several passers-by who witnessed the incident, but had no idea where he was.

Taiyuan Martial Arts School is actively looking for information about the former director.

At the same time, the enemy spy force is expected to be active in the next few days.

Li Baoguo couldn't help but talk a lot after drinking too much, especially since he treated Zhuzi like his own son, so he didn't need to be shy when telling these stories.

Listening to his master talking about the past, He Yuzhu felt nervous, realizing that the stability of this era was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface, and the chaotic situation could threaten survival at any time.

In his previous life, his knowledge of this era was limited to the news and rumors on TV. Only after coming to this era did he deeply feel its reality.

Li Baoguo was not surprised to see Zhuzi asking the martial arts gym if he could learn martial arts to protect himself.

He knows that modern martial arts schools are different from those in later generations. They teach real kung fu. The so-called "martial arts masters" not only exist in reality in modern times, but also on a large scale, collectively known as "national arts."

Although He Yuzhu has achieved success in cooking, the turbulent situation requires him to make plans early.

Even if one cannot reach the legendary realm, He Yuzhu believes it is worth it as long as one can enhance one's own strength and protect oneself through learning.

When we returned to the courtyard, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Because of the tense situation in the city that he had just heard from his master and the darkening night on his way back, He Yuzhu seemed a little nervous all the way.

This is a normal human reaction. After all, even with the system, he is still an ordinary person and cannot do anything extra when facing danger.

However, he decided to take martial arts training seriously.

He Yuzhu secretly made up his mind that when Hongbinlou arranged for him to rest, he would go to the martial arts hall in the city to take a look.

Although his master mentioned that martial arts schools usually do not teach orthodox Chinese martial arts, he hopes to learn some moves that can help strengthen his body.

As night falls, the air gradually becomes cooler.

He Yuzhu, who was lying on the bed, felt a chill. He first pulled the quilt covering his body a little tighter, then looked at the small bed next to him where someone was sleeping, and then went forward and covered the sleeping Yushui with a coarse cloth shirt.

Then, he half-closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but reviewed the day's experiences in his mind. With a five-year-old sister on his fifteen-year-old body, being cautious and careful was essential to living a stable life in this era.

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The next day was just dawning, and the slightly illuminated sky was not yet completely bright.

He Yuzhu was already standing by the sink in the courtyard, washing the dishes left over from last night.

After cleaning, he put it back into the house and then came out for a walk again.

Relying on past memory, he stood there for a moment, made a strange move, and then waved his hands, as if doing some recovery movements, although this movement must have seemed immature and unqualified for a physical education teacher.

After repeating this many times, He Yuzhu couldn't help but curl up a bitter smile on his face, because the system still didn't respond.

Obviously, blind imitation doesn't work.

What he was trying to recreate just now was just the morning exercises at school.

Even though these already familiar sports might be criticized by the physical education teacher at first, for a soul whose memories have returned to his college days, it is indeed quite challenging for him to recreate his childhood memories in his mind.

True, he had originally wanted to see if he could stimulate a reaction in the system in this way, but now it seemed hopeless.