Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

After visiting the Red Wall last time, He Yuzhu took on the task of writing the technical manual.

After hearing Master Luo's invitation, regardless of whether his words were true or false, He Yuzhu could only politely refuse.

He looked at Master Luo, cupped his hands, and said apologetically: "Master Luo, thank you for your consideration. I have other arrangements and cannot work with you anymore."

Master Luo was not surprised. After hearing his answer, he nodded and let the matter go.

He knew that He Yuzhu was a well-connected person, so it didn't matter if the invitation didn't go through this time.

The main purpose is to express goodwill to He Yuzhu. More friends mean more paths, and you will never suffer any loss in the end.

"It's okay. It was just a sudden thought." Master Luo waved his hand and offered a cup of tea to He Yuzhu from a distance.

Seeing that there was no unusual expression on his face, He Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to make enemies with anyone because of this matter.

A smile appeared on his face and he immediately picked up the teacup to return the greeting.

The two sat in the lounge, continued drinking tea and exchanging culinary insights, and their impressions of each other became better.

Seeing that the time was almost up and that he had to work in the kitchen, He Yuzhu said goodbye.

Time flies and soon it is time for the banquet.

It is the twelfth day of the eighth lunar month, three days away from the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was not yet dawn, but the light bulb in front of the courtyard gate was on, and the dim light illuminated the small area in front of the gate.

The weather was getting colder at this time of year. Chen Xueru helped him button up his coat while giving He Yuzhu some instructions.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's so early, you better be careful on the road!"

He Yuzhu got on the bicycle, held her hand with one hand, and said with a smile: "Don't you know how powerful I am? Don't worry."

Chen Xueru felt the heat coming from her hands in the cool breeze. She spat and rolled her eyes at him: "What a shame! You are so dishonest."

Chen Xueru has been living a comfortable life during this period. Her face is rosy, and the orange light shines on her face, emitting a soft glow.

Looking at the scene in front of him, He Yuzhu's eyes became hot and his throat felt a little dry, and he swallowed unconsciously.

The alley was pitch black at both ends. He exerted force with his hands and pulled Chen Xueru into his arms.

"Ah~!"

After a long time, the two figures under the lamp finally separated.

Chen Xueru stretched out her hand to smooth out the wrinkles on her clothes, blushed and looked at He Yuzhu, and said coquettishly: "Brother Zhu~"

He Yuzhu chuckled and calmed down his excitement: "Xue Ru, I'll leave first. We'll continue when we come back in the evening."

After saying that, he rode away on his bicycle.

Chen Xueru watched his figure sink into the darkness and disappear into the distance with the car lights.

After exiting the alley, walk down the avenue and you will arrive at East Chang'an Street.

The streets are lined with big red lanterns, as the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming in a few days. More importantly, it is National Day, with celebrations and a military parade.

He Yuzhu was riding his bicycle, looking at the buildings being built in the morning light. When he saw a few more familiar pieces of construction machinery, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Now it is a blank slate and what is needed is an infrastructure maniac who can speed up the construction of roads and bridges.

Once the road is open, the people's army will be able to reach there, eliminate the remaining evils and usher in new development.

When we arrived at the red wall entrance, there was no Lu Ming leading us this time, and since there was a banquet, there were many people. Today's inspection was particularly strict.

He Yuzhu passed several inspections and, under the guidance of the staff, came to the gathering place of the chefs.

As soon as he stepped into the room, a familiar person greeted He Yuzhu.

Seeing this, the staff felt relieved and passed the last check.

"Zhu Zi, you're here! Come and sit for a while, we'll be busy soon."

He Yuzhu thanked the staff, turned around and saw Master Chen waving at him.

He walked straight towards him with a smile on his face.

When he came up to him, He Yuzhu bowed slightly and saluted: "Morning, Master Chen!"

Master Chen nodded and extended his hand to invite him to sit down. “Have a seat! Have some tea first. We’ll start assigning tasks soon.”

When he walked in just now, He Yuzhu glanced around the room and saw that there were quite a few people.

"Why don't I see the other masters?"

Master Chen poured him some water and responded, "Hi! Master Luo is in a meeting. The other two should be here soon."

He Yuzhu took the teacup, thanked Master Chen, and was about to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice came from behind: "Zhu Zi, is that you?"

When He Yuzhu heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his face and he turned to look at the person who came.

"Master Mou? Hey! It's you again! Long time no see!"

The person who spoke was Mou Chaoming from Fengze Garden. He Yuzhu had not seen him since leaving Fengze Garden.

The person who usually visits is Zheng Youmin, after all, he has some relationship with the He family.

After returning this time, He Yuzhu visited Wang Yiren's home and found out that he had become Mou Chaoming's disciple.

He Yuzhu stood up, bowed, and looked back, trying to find Wang Yiren.

Mou Chaoming nodded to Master Chen, and looking at He Yuzhu's actions, he knew who he was looking for.

He was very surprised that He Yuzhu could appear here.

It has only been five years, and He Yuzhu's cooking skills have improved to such a level.

He secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, collected his thoughts, and said softly: "Zhu Zi, come with me!"

He Yuzhu nodded, turned around and apologized to Master Chen, then followed him to the other side.

After a while, He Yuzhu saw Wang Yiren. He was sitting there with his back to the camera, talking softly to someone next to him.

He Yuzhu's face lit up with joy, he quickly walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Wang!"

Wang Yiren felt the force on his shoulder, stopped talking, turned around suddenly, and looked surprised.

"Zhu Zi, why is it you? Is Master Wu here too?"

Wang Yiren came as Mou Chaoming's kitchen helper, to help out, do chores and see the world.

He just didn't expect to see He Yuzhu here. He didn't have time to go to the previous warm-house wine party and had never tasted He Yuzhu's cooking.

He thought He Yuzhu came here with his master just like him.

He Yuzhu shook his head and said with a smug look: "Brother Wang, come to my house during the Mid-Autumn Festival to taste my cooking skills."

Wang Yiren looked at him in shock when he heard this. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he said, "Zhu Zi, you~"

But after the shock, he thought about He Yuzhu's cooking skills a few years ago and his incredible speed of improvement, and this result was reasonable.

He Yuzhu saw the change in his facial expression, held his arm, squeezed out a seat for him, sat down and started chatting with him.

As Wang Yiren's master, Mou Chaoming certainly knew how the two of them related. When he saw their actions, his smile became even brighter.

As the sky gradually brightened, everyone in the room had arrived.

The person in charge of the banquet raised his hand, saw that the time was almost up, and rang the bell, and everyone gradually quieted down.

"Comrades, I'm counting on you to host this banquet! Please ask the chefs in charge to make all the arrangements. Thank you all!"