Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

At this time, in Hou Jiacheng's room outside the front door, Huang Wu was reporting the news he had found out to Hou Jiacheng.

"Master, He Yuzhu asked for leave today and did not go to the restaurant. He is now the apprentice of the chef of Emei Restaurant and is now the head cook in the kitchen."

Hou Jiacheng frowned slightly, looked at Huang Wu and asked, "How is this restaurant?"

Huang Wu answered truthfully: "Master, I don't think this restaurant can be run. It's a joint venture with the government, and the manager is also sent by the government."

Hou Jiacheng was so angry when he heard this that he slammed the table and said, "How come everything has to do with the government? It's really troublesome!"

"Then what are you going to do, young master?" Huang Wu looked at Hou Jiacheng carefully.

Hou Jiacheng drank a sip of tea and calmed down his anger: "I will go talk to him tomorrow. At most, I can give him some benefits. If that doesn't work, I'll let you deal with it."

Huang Wu nodded and agreed: "Okay, Master. Then I will go drink with that group of people tonight and find out the news."

"Well, go ahead!" Hou Jiacheng threw him some money, "But don't show your true colors and don't bring trouble home. Don't blame the family rules for being ruthless when the time comes."

Huang Wu patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, Master. My father told me before he came."

Hou Jiacheng nodded and waved his hand: "Then go ahead. Your father is my family's housekeeper. I trust you."

"Yes, young master! I'll follow your instructions." Huang Wu bowed and left the room.

The sun rises again, and it is a new day.

Hou Jiacheng got off the rickshaw and looked at the restaurant in front of him.

It is lunch time now and there is a constant stream of diners coming in and out.

When his eyes swept over the word "joint venture" on the sign, he frowned slightly and walked in.

Led by the waiter, Hou Jiacheng entered a private room, looked around, and then pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Sir, please take a look at the menu and see what you would like to order?" the waiter said as he handed the menu to Hou Jiacheng and poured him a cup of hot tea.

Hou Jiacheng took the menu, flipped through it casually, and put it down: "Is He Yuzhu here today? I want the dishes he cooks."

When the waiter heard this, he quickly told the truth: "Master He is here today. You can order a few dishes, but you may have to wait for a while."

"Oh, then let's have some of your restaurant's signature dishes!" Hou Jiacheng thought for a moment and spoke.

"Fish-flavored sea cucumber, Kung Pao chicken, and Mapo tofu, what do you think of these three?" The waiter named three dishes and recommended them to Hou Jiacheng.

Hou Jiacheng nodded in agreement and waved his hand to signal the waiter to leave.

"Then please wait a moment. Master He will bring it to you when it's ready." After the waiter said this, he turned around and left the private room.

The clock had moved for most of the time, and Hou Jiacheng was sitting in the private room, drinking tea, feeling bored.

"I didn't expect He Yuzhu's cooking skills to be so famous. I came not too late, but I have to wait so long." Hou Jiacheng frowned, "It seems that we need to solve this problem quickly."

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a knock on the door.

The waiter came in with a tray and placed the dishes on the table one by one: "Sir, your food is here. Sorry for the long wait."

Hou Jiacheng couldn't help but feel hungry when he smelled the fragrance coming from the dishes on the table.

"Enjoy your meal!" After serving the dishes, the waiter turned around and left the private room, gently closing the door.

Seeing that the waiter had left the private room, Hou Jiacheng could no longer hold back. He quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and savored it carefully.

The delicious taste of the dishes spread in his mouth, making him nod repeatedly.

In a short while, he had finished all three dishes.

Hou Jiacheng touched his stomach and burped contentedly.

Suddenly he slammed the table, a bit of anger on his face: "Damn, his cooking skills are so good! Chen Xueru is not captured by his cooking skills!"

Hou Jiacheng stood up, picked up the teacup and took a sip, trying to calm the anger in his heart.

He walked to the door of the private room, opened it and looked into the corridor. Seeing the waiter passing by, he quickly called out, "Come here, waiter."

The waiter came over and asked: "What do you need, sir?"

Hou Jiacheng pointed at the dishes on the table and asked, "Can I meet He Yuzhu now?"

The waiter looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, sir. Master He is too busy at this time. If you don't mind, you can wait for a while."

Hou Jiacheng got even angrier after hearing this: "I'll wait! Take away the plates and serve me some fruit. I'll wait for him to come."

The waiter was relieved when he heard that the man was not looking for trouble. He said, "No problem. Please wait a moment. I'll serve you some fruit."

After saying that, he quickly cleaned the table, poured a cup of tea for Hou Jiacheng, and took the teapot downstairs to make new tea.

The noisy sound of the restaurant gradually died down. Hou Jiacheng sat on a chair eating fruit, staring deeply at the door.

There was a knock on the door, breaking the silence in the private room.

Hou Jiacheng raised his head slightly and saw He Yuzhu pushing the door open.

He Yuzhu's voice was full of teasing: "Hey! Isn't this Mr. Hou? What brings you here?"

When Hou Jiacheng heard his sarcasm, he smiled faintly, pointed at the chair opposite him, and motioned him to sit down and talk.

He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows, seeing that he was pretending, he pulled out a chair and sat down to see what tricks he was playing.

"He Yuzhu, I have no other business here today. I was able to come to Sijiu City with the support of Uncle Chen. You should understand what this means, right?" Hou Jiacheng crossed his arms and raised his chin.

After listening to him, He Yuzhu poured himself a cup of tea and raised a disdainful smile: "That's it?"

Hou Jiacheng frowned, with a bit of displeasure in his tone: "I advise you to give up the wrong idea. You are quite good at being a chef."

He Yuzhu picked up the teacup and took a sip: "I see that you are not a person who follows the rules. Now that you can come to talk to me, it must not be because of my good cooking skills."

Hou Jiacheng looked at him with some surprise when he heard this: "It seems that you are a smart person. I hope you can give up wisely. I can give you some money as compensation. How about it?"

He Yuzhu put down the teacup and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked up at Hou Jiacheng and asked, "I wonder if Master Hou has ever seen the army enter the city?"

When Hou Jiacheng heard this, it seemed as if some memories were brought back to him and his expression changed slightly.

He Yuzhu saw this and laughed: "It seems that you have seen it. Are you determined to bet your fortune and give it a try?"

Hou Jiacheng looked unhappy. He slapped the table, stood up and pointed at He Yuzhu: "You..."

He Yuzhu put down the teacup and looked at him with a smile: "You will make mistakes when you move. Don't you think you can do it perfectly in Sijiu City?"

Hou Jiacheng was left speechless by what he said, his brows furrowed and his face turned ashen.

He Yuzhu looked at him and stood up: "Mr. Hou, think about it slowly, I'm leaving first!"

Hou Jiacheng watched him walk out of the room, sat down and took a sip of tea, trying to calm his anger.

He sat there, wondering whether he should ask Huang Wu to hire someone to deal with He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu has roots and connections in this city, so it would be troublesome if someone were to investigate if something happened.

He couldn't help but hesitate again, but he couldn't bear the anger in his heart.

Hou Jiacheng slammed the table and left the private room.