Siheyuan: Incredible understanding and superb cooking skills

In the early morning, he also wrapped himself in a thick coat.

"Zhu Zi, thank you for your care these past two days."

He knew that his recovery was largely due to eating Zhuzi's food, so he thanked He Yuzhu for it.

Zhuzi said modestly: "You're welcome, Brother Dongxu. This is also supported by my uncle. If I were to take care of my sister alone, how could I afford the daily meals?"

It is natural to get paid for doing things for yourself, and he doesn't need to put himself in a high position.

"Dongxu should be grateful. Others may not have such cooking skills."

Yi Zhonghai interrupted and said that he had already wanted to win over Zhuzi, so he expressed his friendship first to show his affinity.

Looking at them, He Yuzhu did not argue any further, but just glanced at the two of them gently.

"Brother Yi, Dongxu, are you going to work?"

Jia Dongxu has been recuperating at home during this period and now seems to be preparing to return to the factory.

"Well, Zhuzi, I haven't been to work for several days. I'm worried that my rusty skills will affect the formal employee assessment next Monday. I need to practice more and follow the master."

Jia Dongxu replied.

After saying hello, He Yuzhu prepared to go to work without staying for too long.

"Then I wish you good luck with your assessment. I have to get to work. See you later."

After saying that, he left.

Yi Zhong poster with a slight nod.

"Alright Dongxu, let's get going too. We need to make up for the lost time. Don't forget the skills I taught you before..."

After about ten minutes, He Yuzhu could already see Hongbin Tower.

As his martial arts level improved and his leaping skills became more sophisticated, the distance that once took him half an hour to cover now only took him ten minutes.

However, this was mainly because he did not use his full strength to leap during the day, otherwise he would have been even faster.

Moreover, after this short run, his physical strength was almost not consumed, which is a manifestation of the excellent physique of an internal force warrior.

At the age of fifteen and with such a strong physique, he can play a core role in any sports team.

You know, to become a main player of the national team, one must undergo rigorous selection and countless tests, and his physical fitness and skills must be among the best among his peers.

At this moment, a thought flashed through He Yuzhu's mind: walking is already so fast, why do I need a bicycle? This is just a thought, after all, a bicycle is still necessary.

Just like the saying goes: Although it may not be used, it is indispensable.

In this era, owning a bicycle is like owning a house for modern people. It is not only a means of transportation, but also a symbol of social status.

When you reach marriageable age, if your family has a bicycle, others will look at you differently.

When entering Hongbin Building, He Yuzhu first greeted Boss Yang, and then walked straight to the backyard.

Although he had already mastered the skills and his reputation was growing, he understood that all of this came from Boss Yang's support and respect for his character.

He also understood that he should respond with sincerity and humility, rather than arrogance.

In the corner of the kitchen, He Yuzhu did not rush to take charge of the cooking, but first found the master Li Baoguo.

"master."

He Yuzhu shouted respectfully.

Seeing Zhuzi coming, Li Baoguo nodded slightly: "Well, Zhuzi, I feel like you seem a little different recently."

Li Baoguo examined the appearance of the pillar and keenly noticed some subtle changes.

They are master and apprentice who spend every day together. Li Baoguo has experienced various tests when he was young and has a sharp vision far beyond that of ordinary people.

After hearing this, He Yuzhu rubbed his head and said, "Maybe it's because I've made some progress learning Kung Fu from Master Yang."

Practicing Chinese martial arts brought about inner changes in He Yuzhu, improving his physique and temperament.

But this is just what Zhuzi said in private.

If the martial arts master knew Zhuzi's current situation, he would probably lose his job.

How can it be called a small improvement to be able to enter the Ming Jin stage in just a few days? Those colleagues who have been practicing day and night for many years but still struggle with Ming Jin, how could they not faint on the practice field after hearing this?

After hearing this explanation, Li Baoguo's eyes flickered.

Although he himself had not dabbled in Chinese martial arts, he could sense a marked change in Zhuzi’s mental outlook.

He secretly guessed in his heart that the progress Zhuzi had made must not be just the superficial achievements, but must be a major breakthrough.

Of course, he knew that Zhuzi was not good at hiding, and his transformation was indeed out of his true self, not to show off.

Therefore, Li Baoguo was even more amazed in his heart, wondering what a strange thing he had received.

Whatever you do, you have to be good at it. He was worried that practicing martial arts would affect Zhuzi's cooking skills.

However, now, his reputation in Hongbinlou is not only solid, but also improving step by step.

Initially people came because of his fame, but now taste buds cannot be deceived.

If there is something wrong with the dishes cooked by Zhuzi, not to mention his title of apprentice, even Li Baoguo himself would not mind voting with their feet and choosing other dishes.

Being a chef is a very fair profession. People only look at whether the dish itself is delicious. If it is not delicious, no one will be interested in it no matter how high its reputation is.

Today, Zhuzi has become the most popular among several chief chefs in the kitchen.

Many people specifically asked for Zhuzi to cook for them, and some famous chefs were not as popular as him.

Zhuzi's busyness was witnessed by everyone. Everyone understood that Master He's promotion to senior chef was a foregone conclusion, and some even regarded him as the fourth core chef candidate of Hongbinlou.

As for his promotion and busy work, no one was too jealous, at most just a little envious, which was exactly He Yuzhu's attitude towards things in his daily life.

No matter how high his position rises, he remains humble to others; no matter how famous his cooking skills are, he still does trivial tasks like cutting vegetables and preparing ingredients himself.

“Cat Lane?”

Li Baoguo was a little stunned after hearing Zhuzi's question.

"Is it about finding medicinal food?"

He knew that Zhuzi had been paying attention to Mr. Yang recently, so he was researching medicinal food.

He Yuzhu nodded, the address the old woman gave him was in his hand.

However, he knew that the current situation was complicated and chaotic, and considering the special circumstances of the deaf old lady before, he would not go there easily.

So ask the master first if he knows anything.

After all, for a master who has experienced all kinds of things in the world, the amount of information may be much greater than his.

Seeing Zhuzi's expectant eyes, Li Baoguo fell into deep thought.

He seemed to have some impression of the name of this alley and must have been there at some point in the past.

After thinking for a long time, I finally recalled some past events.

"Zhu Zi, I remember there seemed to be rumors about medicinal food in Maoer Lane, and that was more than ten years ago.

At that time, there was no order like today, and the city was still influenced by the remnants of the royal family.

There had indeed been news about medicinal food, and even the palace's medicinal food master had appeared there, attracting people's attention.

"

However, at that time, Li Baoguo devoted himself to cooking and did not pay much attention to other things.

After listening to the master's explanation, He Yuzhu nodded slightly and came to a conclusion in his mind: the old lady probably didn't love him.

He had to hurry and explore Maoer Lane. After all, his master needed his help and couldn't wait.

"Zhu Zi, things are unpredictable these days, so if you want to go out, you must be extremely careful.

"

Li Baoguo understood Zhuzi's mission, but he did not stop him.

Since Mr. Yang accepted him as his apprentice and taught him martial arts, the friendship between master and apprentice cannot be ignored, and it is also right to find medicinal food to help with treatment.

In his eyes, Zhuzi is not only his lover, but also like his own son. Even though Zhuzi has learned martial arts, he still hopes that Zhuzi will act with caution.

"Please rest assured, Master, I have my own ideas.

"

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In the evening, He Yuzhu said hello to his master, Boss Yang, and then left Hongbinlou.

Today he specially prepared five lunch boxes, one for Jia Dongxu, the remaining three for Cheng Yu, and the last one was pork rib soup specially stewed for his master.

These days, due to lack of consideration, this action was forgotten.

Now that the master is injured and cannot go out, living in this courtyard is actually more secluded than outside and can better avoid enemy surveillance.

Of course, the Military Control Commission also proposed to protect Mr. Yang, but Yang Peiyuan rejected it.

Because the enemy had dense spies, and Yang Peiyuan understood that this time it was not just enemy spies who were at work, even the Taiyuan Martial Arts School was involved.

There were too many forces both on the surface and in the dark. When he was injured, the enemies even dared to openly assassinate the martial arts master.

Now that he is seriously injured, naturally there are many people who harbor malicious intentions and hope that he will never wake up. If this leads to large-scale retaliation, I am afraid that even ordinary members of the Military Control Commission will be affected.

These are things Yang Peiyuan thought deeply about.

Although He Yuzhu was not clear about the details behind it, when his master did not have medicinal food, he would insist on bringing food every day, hoping to help his master regulate his body, even if it was just to make some progress in life.

When he was still some distance from his residence, he would put the soup into his storage device in advance to preserve its taste.

He Yuzhu walked into the yard holding a steaming earthenware jar. He was concerned that if he got too close he might be exposed and discovered by his master.

His respect for his master is unmatched, and his personal space is his secret, something he would never tell Rain or anyone else, even if it was difficult to explain, as too much information would only make him more dangerous.

When I stepped into the courtyard with pork ribs soup in my hand, I saw the chef already sitting there waiting. This was already commonplace.

Today was no exception. When He Yuzhu arrived, Yang Peiyuan quickly opened his eyes and his gaze was directly fixed on the earthen jar in his hand.

He Yuzhu carefully placed the earthenware pot on a small square table and said, "Master, this is the pork rib soup I stewed for you. Please nourish your body first.

I have already inquired about the medicinal diet, and I will go and take a look at the details during the weekend break."

He Yuzhu was very humble and respectful to his master.

Faced with his sincerity, Yang Peiyuan's eyes flickered. After examining the pillar for a while, he nodded heavily.

"Okay, Zhuzi, I know your intentions very well, and I am very grateful for that."

As he said this, his usual state of mind as a master actually showed some ripples, which was rare.