Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

He Yuzhu happily rode his bike to visit Ma Changyu. This time he found his target. The stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he felt much more relaxed.

When he passes by Dashilan, he goes to a store to pick out a gift to express his respect.

"This should be the yard." He Yuzhu stopped in front of the gate and knocked on the door.

"Here they come!" There were footsteps inside the door, followed by the sound of the bolt moving.

The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out, looked him up and down, and smiled: "Is it Xiao He? The old man mentioned you yesterday, please come in!"

He Yuzhu smiled and responded: "Hello! I am He Yuzhu. What is your name?"

"You can just call me Aunt Tong. The old man has been waiting for you to come." Tong Lanfang replied with a smile, while stepping aside to make way.

"I'm so sorry. I had something to do this morning, so I just came here now." He Yuzhu said as he handed the gift to Tong Lanfang.

"I feel so embarrassed! You're so polite!" Tong Lanfang said politely.

"Oh, you are so polite, kid!" Although Aunt Tong said this, her face was filled with a happy smile.

"I'll take you to see the old man. He's drinking tea in the living room." Tong Lanfang waited for He Yuzhu to park the car and took him to the living room.

The two of them came to the door of the living room, and Tong Lanfang shouted inside: "Dad, the guest you've been waiting for is here!"

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the room, he saw Ma Changyu sitting on a chair sipping tea. He hurried forward and bowed, "Master Ma, you are polite!"

Ma Changyu was excited when he saw He Yuzhu. He put the teacup on the tea table and held it with his hand: "No need to be polite. Have you thought it over?"

He Yuzhu nodded solemnly: "Yes, Master Ma. I have thought it through."

Ma Changyu laughed loudly after hearing this: "Okay! Then let's go to the backyard to practice. I know you held back yesterday, so you must show your true strength today."

As he said this, he was about to pull He Yuzhu to the backyard.

Tong Lanfang saw that Ma Changyu was so anxious and felt that it was not a good way to entertain guests, so she hurried forward to dissuade him: "Dad, you are too anxious. Xiao He just came and didn't even have a sip of water. It won't be too late to go after dinner."

Hearing this, Ma Changyu patted his forehead and said with a smile: "You are right, I was negligent. Zhuzi, let's practice again in the afternoon."

"Grandpa, I understand your feelings. I am also looking for a good teacher to give me some guidance." He Yuzhu replied with a smile.

Tong Lanfang was relieved to see that Ma Changyu followed her advice: "Dad, I'll go downstairs and prepare lunch first."

"Aunt Tong, please wait a moment." He Yuzhu called her and turned to Ma Changyu and said, "Grandpa, I will cook a meal for you today so that you can taste my cooking skills."

"Haha! Well, I won't be polite. I'm looking forward to your delicious food." Ma Changyu touched the short beard under his chin, smiled and waved.

On the way to the kitchen, Tong Lanfang asked curiously: "Xiao He, can you cook?"

He Yuzhu nodded and said proudly, "Of course, my family has been doing this since my grandfather, and it's been the third generation now. These are all family craftsmanship, so don't worry."

Tong Lanfang's eyes lit up when she heard him say that: "So what kind of cuisine are you good at?"

He Yuzhu chuckled, "My grandfather passed down Shandong cuisine, my father knows Tan cuisine, and I now have a Sichuan cuisine master. I also know some other home-cooked dishes."

Tong Lanfang was overjoyed after hearing this and patted He Yuzhu's arm: "I didn't realize that! Then you can teach Aunt Tong later. My kid always thinks my cooking is not tasty, so help me improve my cooking skills."

He Yuzhu patted his chest and assured: "That's no problem. I'll teach you some tips and I guarantee you'll see immediate results. When I come here to learn, I'll never hide anything from you about the dish you want to learn."

While they were talking, the two walked into the kitchen, and He Yuzhu immediately got busy, starting to cook with skillful movements.

The table in the living room was filled with all kinds of delicious food, and the aroma was everywhere.

The three of them sat around the table. Ma Changyu picked up a dish with chopsticks and tasted it with a satisfied expression: "Zhu Zi, your cooking skills are amazing! I am so lucky to have such a good meal today!"

"Zhu Zi is a third-generation chef in his family. He's good at Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, and he can also cook Tan's dishes!" Tong Lanfang nodded in agreement.

"Okay! Then I have to try it!" After hearing this, Ma Changyu continued to eat with relish.

Every time Ma Changyu took a bite of the food, his eyes lit up and he showed an expression of enjoyment on his face: "Zhu Zi, your cooking skills are comparable to the chef of Zhimeilou!"

As he said this, he raised his glass and gestured to He Yuzhu.

"I do have some talent in this area!" He Yuzhu said as he raised his glass in response, and they both drank it in one gulp.

"That's right! Young people must take on responsibilities and make progress bravely! Another drink!"

He Yuzhu quickly poured wine for Ma Changyu and they drank a glass together.

Ma Changyu asked He Yuzhu about his recent situation: "You said yesterday that you worshipped two masters, so where are you working now?"

He Yuzhu put down his wine glass and replied, “One of my masters is an old man in my courtyard who taught me Chinese medicine.

The other one is my cooking master, Chef Wu of Emei Restaurant. I am in charge of cooking in the kitchen.”

When Ma Changyu heard this, his eyes lit up. Judging from what he showed yesterday, He Yuzhu's current skills are already very impressive.

At his age, he can still master cooking skills to such a level and can also study Chinese medicine. I really have found a treasure.

I haven't found the successor for so many years, but I met him yesterday while drinking. The luck I have accumulated in the tavern for so many years has exploded!

"Zhu Zi, let's finish eating quickly. I can't wait to test your skills!"

After a short break after dinner, Ma Changyu couldn't wait to pull He Yuzhu to the backyard.

As soon as you enter the backyard, you'll see a small bluestone-paved martial arts arena, with various exercise equipment and weapon racks placed on both sides.

Ma Changyu stood in the middle of the field, looked at He Yuzhu and asked, "Zhuzi, what kind of Kung Fu are you practicing now?"

He Yuzhu clasped his fists and replied, "Last year, by chance, I learned the Tong family's Liuhequan."

Ma Changyu thought for a moment and asked, "Cangzhou?"

"Yes, a man from their group died on the battlefield. I learned their boxing skills and planned to teach it to Tong's grandson in the future." He Yuzhu explained the cause and effect.

After hearing this, Ma Changyu couldn't help but think of his eldest disciple who died on the battlefield, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face.

He solemnly clasped his fists and gestured to He Yuzhu: "Please!"

After He Yuzhu returned the gift, he got ready and the duel between the two was about to begin.

Ma Changyu moved, his steps light, like a dragon emerging from the sea, and attacked He Yuzhu.

His palm drew a graceful arc in the air, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, observing every subtle movement of He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu's body was like a tiger pouncing on its prey, his punches were powerful, one punch after another, and his momentum was unstoppable.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, with fists flying and momentum as high as a rainbow.

As time passed, Ma Changyu was getting old after all, and his physical strength was gradually declining, and sweat was already oozing out of his face.

Finally, in a fierce fight, Ma Changyu was knocked out by He Yuzhu with one punch.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu jumped lightly, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from Ma Changyu. Both of them stopped their attacking actions at the same time.

"Grandpa, thank you for your kindness!" He Yuzhu clasped his fists and bowed, then walked forward to support Ma Changyu.

Ma Changyu grabbed his arm, steadied himself and stood up again, with a relieved smile on his face: "I'm really old! Zhuzi, you're great! Let's go to the front hall and talk!"