Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

It was almost noon and the kitchen started to get busy.

Wu Zhaoxiong led He Yuzhu into the kitchen and went straight to the stove area.

Liu Zixing had just tied on his apron when he heard footsteps and turned around. When he saw the two people, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Chef Wu, you're here!" Liu Zixing turned around and greeted Wu Zhaoxiong enthusiastically with a bow.

After saying hello, his gaze naturally turned to He Yuzhu, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Zhuzi, you're really back! Manager Gangzhang said that I still don't quite believe it."

He Yuzhu bowed slightly and saluted: "Hello, Master Liu! I hope you are well!"

"Very good, haha. Come on, show us your cooking skills!" Liu Zixing patted his arm happily and pulled him to stand in front of the stove.

Seeing this, Dong Weiming and Dai Yuanlin, who were standing in front of the stove, put down their work and bowed, "Greetings, Master, Senior Brother He!"

Hearing their greetings, He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wu Zhaoxiong, and seeing him nod, he understood that the two of them had already become Wu Zhaoxiong's disciples.

"You are too polite, my two junior brothers. I have not been here for the past few years, so I don't know how good your skills are. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me directly."

Dong Weiming and Dai Yuanlin were delighted when they heard this and agreed immediately.

"Okay, let's talk about the past later. Zhuzi, start cooking some Kung Pao Chicken and see how it tastes."

Wu Zhaoxiong urged him a little. He was also looking forward to He Yuzhu's current cooking skills.

He Yuzhu smiled, nodded slightly, took the apron handed to him by Liu Zixing and tied it on.

He glanced at the ingredients on the counter, picked up the spoon, weighed it in his hand, and began to skillfully stir-fry the Kung Pao Chicken.

Everyone stood aside, watching He Yuzhu's movements intently. Each of his steps seemed so natural and smooth, with an indescribable charm.

A gleam of light flashed in Wu Zhaoxiong's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, and he laughed silently.

As a master chef, he could naturally see that He Yuzhu's skills had reached the level of perfection.

Liu Zixing's cooking skills were slightly inferior, but he only smelled a faint fragrance and knew that the chef's level was far beyond his own, and admiration was revealed in his eyes.

Soon, a plate of Kung Pao Chicken came out of the pot and was placed on the table in front of them.

Wu Zhaoxiong was the first to stretch out his chopsticks, pick up a piece and put it into his mouth, tasting it slowly. The joy in his eyes became more and more intense, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with He Yuzhu's craftsmanship.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand and patted He Yuzhu's arm vigorously: "Good, good, good! The disciple is better than the master!"

Liu Zixing and the other two also picked up their chopsticks to taste the food. The aroma of Kung Pao Chicken burst out in their mouths, bringing them the ultimate gourmet experience.

Liu Zixing gave He Yuzhu a thumbs up and expressed admiration.

Dong Weiming and Dai Yuanlin were distracted for a moment when they thought of the gap, but they quickly recovered and felt that it was their blessing to have such a senior brother.

He Yuzhu has raised the upper limit of cooking skills. As long as they have talent, they can far surpass other chefs.

He Yuzhu grinned. The reactions of the few people were within his expectations. After all, his current LV8 level was real.

Today in the kitchen, he used all his skills without hiding anything and presented it perfectly.

Wu Zhaoxiong looked excited and said to He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, then you should start working from today. Haha, tomorrow is a day off, you and Xiao Chen should come home."

"Okay, we are preparing to go to your house to pay a visit to Master's wife." He Yuzhu quickly agreed.

Wu Zhaoxiong turned to look at Dong and Dai and said, "You two should learn from Zhuzi during this period of time."

"Yes, Master!" The two were secretly delighted when they heard this arrangement.

After all, they are about the same age as He Yuzhu, and he has taught them before, so there is less pressure on them to get along with each other.

After making all the arrangements, Wu Zhaoxiong left the kitchen with his hands behind his back, humming a tune happily.

In the restaurant's kitchen, everyone was busy and orderly, and the atmosphere was joyful.

But in the director's office of the steel rolling mill outside Dongzhimen, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

Lou Zhenhua stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside, with an indescribable sadness between his brows.

The sunset glowed like fire, dyeing the sky red, and the factory building looked extremely small under this sky.

In the distance, the construction of a newly expanded factory was intensively underway, but the expansion of the factory did not alleviate the cloud of worry in his heart at all.

The sound of "knock knock knock" on the door broke the silence of the office and reached Lou Zhenhua's ears.

Lou Zhenhua sighed lightly, turned around, and shouted in a steady voice: "Come in!"

As the door was pushed open, Xu Fugui walked in with a smile on his face.

He walked quickly towards Lou Zhenhua, and said respectfully, "Boss, what do you want me to do?"

Lou Zhenhua waved his hand and motioned Xu Fugui to sit down first: "Old Xu, the projectionists are doing well now, right?"

Xu Fugui half-sat on the sofa and responded respectfully: "In reply to the boss, thank you for arranging for me to study film projection. This job is decent and easy, and I don't have to go to the workshop to suffer."

After hearing this, Lou Zhenhua nodded with satisfaction. He opened the drawer and took out a cigar.

Just as he was about to light it himself, Xu Fugui took the cigar attentively and handed it to Lou Zhenhua after some skillful operation.

Lou Zhenhua took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and his brows seemed to relax a little.

He looked at Xu Fugui through the swirling smoke and said, "Old Xu, the situation is not right now. Quit your job as a driver. Being a projectionist is not a bad job for you. Just do your job steadily."

Xu Fugui sat down again and nodded hurriedly: "I understand, I will do my job well. Boss, if you have anything else, just give me instructions as before."

"Please help me make an appointment with a chef tomorrow. I have a private dinner at home next week." Lou Zhenhua ordered.

Hearing this request, Xu Fugui's mind flashed with the image of He Yuzhu. He pondered for a moment and then tentatively suggested, "Boss, do you still remember He Daqing?"

Lou Zhenhua raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "I remember that he was a good cook, but it's a pity that he left."

"You have met his son He Yuzhu, who is now in Sijiu City. He was the chef of Emei Restaurant a few years ago." Xu Fugui talked about He Yuzhu and observed Lou Zhenhua's reaction.

He didn't really want to support He Yuzhu, but according to his judgment, under the current circumstances, the Lou family might not be as powerful as before.

Maybe it would be useful to get He Yuzhu connected with the Lou family?

He Yuzhu's craftsmanship is indeed good and can meet Lou Zhenhua's requirements, and it is more private and safe.

He is still working under Lou Zhenhua, so he must not mess things up.

Seeing that Lou Zhenhua did not refuse, Xu Fugui continued to express his guess: "He Yuzhu has been away for a few years this time. It should be that a certain leader valued him, so he followed him."

After listening to Xu Fugui's words, Lou Zhenhua was moved when he heard that He Yuzhu was still valued by the leaders. After thinking for a moment, he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, your suggestion is good. After all, he is the son of the Qing Dynasty, so he is safer and more reliable. Is he still in the Emei Restaurant now?"

Xu Fugui was a little uncertain now, and his eyes turned: "Boss, the chef of Emei Restaurant is his master, so it stands to reason. I will go to Xicheng District tomorrow to confirm."

"Okay, I approve this." Lou Zhenhua was very satisfied with his answer. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Old Xu, I remember your son is old enough to work, right?"

When Xu Damao was mentioned, he immediately smiled and said, "Boss, you remembered correctly. Damao will graduate from high school next year."

"That's pretty good. Do you have plans to go to college?" Lou Zhenhua asked with some surprise.

Xu Fugui sighed and replied angrily, "No, this kid had good grades in junior high school and even skipped a grade. I don't know what happened to this high school, so he can only graduate."

Of course, he didn't know that Xu Damao had opened the door to a new world and had put his energy elsewhere.

"Lao Xu, find a way to get his diploma earlier next year and arrange for him to work in our factory." Upon hearing this, Lou Zhenhua made him a promise.

After hearing this, Xu Fugui bowed and said, "Boss, thank you so much!"

Lou Zhenhua took a puff of his cigar and waved at him.

Xu Fugui immediately understood, bowed and said goodbye, then turned and walked out of the office.