Rebirth of Siheyuan: Starting from escaping famine in 42

After listening to his disciple's explanation, Quanfu sighed in his heart, and then said to Li Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, Master is fine here, you go back first! When the restaurant opens the day after tomorrow, you can go directly to the restaurant, and you don't need to come home."

Li Qingfeng nodded to show that he understood, and then said: "Master, I will go back first."

"Well, be careful on the road." Quanfu replied, squinting his eyes and humming a Beijing tune, looking very comfortable.

"Got it, Master." Li Qingfeng walked out of the yard, helped his master close the door, and walked towards home.

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"Zhuzi, how come your move looks like a cow-kicking move?" Li Qingshan was watching He Yuzhu practicing Kung Fu, and the more he watched, the more he felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but say to He Yuzhu.

When He Yuzhu heard this, he stopped immediately and said to Li Qingshan unhappily: "You bastard, do you know Kung Fu? Just say it here."

Li Qingshan glared at He Yuzhu first, then continued: "I know kung fu for sure! Why don't we practice together! I'll give you one hand, and you're not even a master."

After hearing what Li Qingfeng said, He Yuzhu immediately got excited and rushed towards Li Qingshan without caring about anything, shouting loudly: "Practice, practice."

After that, the two of them started fighting in the alley. This scene was seen by Li Qingfeng who had just entered the alley. He didn't pay much attention to it. He lit a cigarette and walked aside, watching the fight between the two little brats with a smile on his face.

After a while, just the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Li Qingfeng saw that the two of them were really angry, so he threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, extinguished it with his foot, walked up to the two of them calmly, pushed them away with both hands, and said with a smile: "Why are you two still fighting?"

When Li Qingshan saw that it was his eldest brother, he smiled and said, "Brother, it's you!"

"Why, Qingshan, you still want to practice with me." Li Qingfeng said teasingly to his younger brother.

Li Qingfeng immediately shook his head and said, "I dare not, I dare not."

He Yuzhu was now more sober and did not attack again. He just looked at the man who tried to stop him and Qingshan from fighting. He felt that this man was very powerful. When he stopped them just now, he felt uncontrollably leaning outward, so he kept looking at the man who had just arrived curiously.

Just watching! I heard Li Qingshan calling this man "brother" and heard their conversation. From their conversation, I knew that Qingshan's brother was more powerful than the two of them.

Li Qingfeng also noticed Sha Zhu's gaze. Oh, it's not Sha Zhu now. The scene of him selling buns will not happen until after the Japanese surrender and when the GMD and our party clashed. It will take a few years.

Li Qingfeng also looked at the young He Yuzhu with curiosity. He looked pretty good now, with a chubby face, and vaguely resembled Teacher He Bing when he was a child. He was no longer the sloppy, bootlicking middle-aged idiot.

He was thinking that He Yuzhu's father, He Daqing, died after He Yuzhu's mother gave birth to He Yushui. Only when He Yuzhu grew up and was able to raise his sister did he run away with the White Widow. If he, Li Qingfeng, had given He Yuzhu's mother some spiritual spring water to drink when she gave birth to He Yushui, so that she wouldn't have to bleed heavily after giving birth, He Daqing would not have had to get involved with the widow anymore, and he wouldn't have to abandon the child and run to Baoding.

It can also cure the infertility of Yi Zhonghai and his wife. With a child, he doesn't have to climb the Taoist Temple. Thinking of this, can this courtyard still be the one that the masses see? Thinking of this, Li Qingfeng suddenly showed a wicked smile on his face.

Li Qingfeng looked at He Yuzhu for a while, then chuckled and asked, "Are you okay, little brother? I'm Li Qingshan's brother, Li Qingfeng. You can just call me Brother Feng."

He Yuzhu heard what Li Qingfeng said, shook his head and said, "Brother Feng, I'm fine."

Li Qingfeng smiled and said, "Since there's nothing wrong, then you two can just communicate with each other and learn from each other. Don't get really angry."

Li Qingshan nodded and said, "I understand, brother."

He Yuzhu also nodded and said, "Brother Feng, I understand."

"Okay, I'll go back and cook. You two can just play in the alley! Don't run out. It's not safe out there now." After giving the instructions, Li Qingfeng went straight home.

"I know, brother."

"Got it, Brother Feng."

The two responded in unison.

He Yuzhu watched Li Qingfeng walk away, gently bumped Li Qingshan with his shoulder, and asked, "Qingshan, what does your brother do?"

Li Qingshan glanced at He Yuzhu, but didn't bother with him, so he said, "What's wrong? My brother is a cook like your father."

When He Yuzhu heard that Li Qingfeng was a cook, his eyes lit up and he said to Li Qingshan, "Your brother is a cook! Then what kind of cuisine did your brother learn? My father learned Tan's cuisine."

After saying this, He Yuzhu still looked up, which meant come and worship me and praise me.

Li Qingshan didn't understand what he meant, and said to himself: "I don't know what cuisine my brother studied, I only know that my brother's master is called Na Quanfu. Wait for me to go back and ask my brother for you." After that, he ignored He Yuzhu and ran home.

He Yuzhu was left alone with his eyes wide open and a depressed look on his face. Seeing that there were no one around, he walked home depressed.

When He Yuzhu returned home and saw his mother cooking, he asked his father who was resting at home, "Dad, do you know Quanfu?"

He Daqing was humming a tune with his eyes closed. When he heard his son's words, he opened his eyes, looked at him, and said, "Zhu Zi, why are you asking about Quan Fu?"

He Yuzhu said: "A friend of mine, Li Qingshan, said that his brother also studied cooking. He knew that his brother's master was Quanfu, but he didn't know what cuisine he studied."

After He Daqing understood, he said to his son, "Zhu Zi, Quanfu used to work in the imperial kitchen in the palace. He knows a lot of cuisines. I wonder when he started to accept apprentices?"

He Yuzhu said in surprise: "Dad, Quanfu is the royal chef! He can make a full banquet, isn't that amazing?"

He Daqing said unhappily, "The Manchu-Han Banquet is nothing. The dishes in it are all derived from various cuisines, but Quanfu's cooking skills are very impressive."

Seeing that his son was still about to ask him questions, he closed his eyes and said, "Stop, Zhuzi, you keep asking questions. If you want to know, just ask Quanfu himself. Go to the kitchen and help your mother light the fire first."

He Yuzhu curled his lips and went straight to the kitchen without saying anything else. He knew that if he asked his father again, his father would really beat him.

Li Qingfeng, who was preparing to cook in the kitchen, heard his younger brother Li Qingshan calling out from the yard: "Brother, I'm back."

Li Qingfeng was very puzzled when he heard his brother coming back. Wasn't Qingshan playing in the alley with He Yuzhu? Why did he come back so soon after? His brother didn't sound like he was in trouble, so he didn't respond to him and continued cooking.