Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

With a soft "bang", the office door was quietly closed.

He Yuzhu turned around and walked towards the stairs, his eyes revealing a hint of deep thought.

Although the conversation in the office has ended, I am still thinking about what was mentioned and thinking about future plans.

This time Xie Xingsong's problem has been solved, and Xie Shihai in the kitchen will also be transferred away.

Regardless of whether Xie Shihai participated or not, he would not be kept in the canteen kitchen.

Food safety in the cafeteria is a key issue, and no one can guarantee that there won’t be any problems if he stays there.

In this way, a position will be vacant in the kitchen, and He Yuzhu can recommend someone to join the job.

But after thinking for a while, he couldn't find a suitable candidate. Among Wu Zhaoxiong's three disciples, except He Yuzhu, the other two had not yet completed their apprenticeship.

Wang Yiren from Fengze Garden is now a disciple of Mou Chaoming and is learning the craft, so he probably can't come.

After thinking about it, he felt a bit troubled, so he decided to go to Emei Restaurant on the weekend to see if his master had any suitable candidates.

It is better to keep the benefits for your own people so that you can use them with more confidence.

Now it’s almost five or six years later, and the major transformation is in full swing.

The job of canteen monitor in the unit may not have been popular before, but it is very different now.

The famous restaurants in the city were gradually transformed into public-private partnerships, and the development trend became increasingly clear.

Since the department’s canteen has foreign guests, the requirements for chefs are higher and the corresponding treatment is far beyond what you get in the factory.

It is very attractive to experienced masters who really have skills. After all, the unit is not like a restaurant and the intensity is not that high.

He Yuzhu was thinking as he walked, and before he knew it, he had reached the middle of the corridor.

At this time, Secretary Chen came towards them. Seeing He Yuzhu who looked thoughtful, he took the initiative to greet him.

"Xiao He, you've finished talking to the chief!"

He Yuzhu came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, smiled slightly, and responded: "Yes, Secretary Chen, we are on our way back."

As he spoke, he looked at Secretary Chen, who seemed to be going to clean up the office, and bowed, "Thank you so much for troubling you!"

Secretary Chen recognized the words, although as a secretary, he was used to doing these things.

But after hearing He Yuzhu's special thanks, he felt very comfortable in his heart, waved his hand and smiled, "No, no, it's all my duty."

He Yuzhu suddenly thought of something and his expression became a little hesitant.

"I was planning to learn a few more skills. I wonder if there are any professional books in the department so that I don't have to go to the library to look for them."

He didn't want to bother two people with the same thing, so he asked Secretary Chen directly: "Secretary Chen, I have something to ask you."

Secretary Chen was a little surprised after hearing this, and nodded, waiting for his next words.

He Yuzhu didn't want to be too high-profile. After all, it was inappropriate for him, a canteen director, to borrow professional books.

He looked around to make sure there was no one else around, then lowered his voice and asked, "Is there a reading corner or study corner in the department?"

Secretary Chen was stunned when he heard this, and then he smiled with understanding.

Although I didn't know why He Yuzhu asked that, I still nodded and answered him.

"Xiao He, is it similar to the club library?"

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly to confirm: "Yes, yes, that's it. Are there any professional books in it?"

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, as the social status of the working class rose rapidly, cultural palaces and clubs were established to enrich everyone's spiritual life.

People can study and have fun in it.

Secretary Chen shook his head when he heard this: "No, they are mostly literary books. Do you really need them?"

When He Yuzhu heard this, he couldn't help looking a little disappointed. It seemed that he had to go look for it himself.

He waved his hand: "Oh, is that so... That's fine, I'm just asking casually, just killing time."

Realizing that He Yuzhu was unwilling to talk more, Secretary Chen tactfully did not ask any further questions, but just smiled to show his understanding.

"Then I'll go back to the cafeteria first! You're busy!" He Yuzhu bowed and said goodbye to Secretary Chen, then turned and went down the stairs.

The wind outside was blowing hard and snowflakes were falling. He Yuzhu walked towards the cafeteria step by step on the snow.

Returning to the cafeteria, he stamped his feet to shake off the coldness on his body, then pulled open the heavy door curtain and quickly walked into the house.

"Hey, Director, you're back! Come and warm up by the fire!" Wu Zhiqiang's voice reached He Yuzhu's ears.

He Yuzhu took off his hat, gently patted the snowflakes on it, and glanced at the people sitting around the fire in the house.

Seeing this, Wu Zhiqiang quickly stood up, moved a stool in front of the stove, and motioned He Yuzhu to sit down.

He Yuzhu didn't hesitate to sit down and put his hat, which was still covered with some snow, close to the fire to warm it.

He glanced at Yan Xinle standing opposite him, took out his cigarette case and motioned for the two to help themselves to cigarettes.

Wu Zhiqiang happily took the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it to Yan Xinle beside him.

He took one for himself and handed the cigarette box back to He Yuzhu.

"Thank you, Director He!" Yan Xinle took the cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and thanked him with a smile.

When He Yuzhu heard him address him so formally, his brows twitched and he waved his hand slightly.

Wu Zhiqiang lit a cigarette from the stove, took a deep puff, and unable to suppress his curiosity, he turned his head to look at He Yuzhu.

"Director, you are really very acquainted this time! Did the minister specially praise our cafeteria?"

As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up, his eyes full of anticipation.

Seeing that Wu Zhiqiang really couldn't help asking questions, Yan Xinle raised the corners of his mouth slightly and pricked up his ears to listen to He Yuzhu's answer.

Liang Hongying sat aside without saying anything, also waiting for his answer curiously.

He Yuzhu chuckled, put the cigarette box back into his pocket, and glanced at the three people.

"The chief did say that our cafeteria has been doing well recently and asked us to keep up the good work!"

When Wu Zhiqiang heard this, he immediately grinned.

Although he is not a kitchen staff, he can't help feeling proud when he thinks that he has contributed to the purchase of food for the canteen.

Liang Hongying was also smiling. For the canteen, such praise was undoubtedly a rare honor.

This year's recognition and commendation is much higher than material rewards.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Yan Xinle's eyes. He felt that it was just a small matter and there was no need for the top leader to summon him in person.

He shook off the ashes from his cigarette and said with a smile, "I think it's not just about this!"

The smile on Wu Zhiqiang's face froze, and then he turned his head and looked at Yan Xinle with surprise in his eyes.

Liang Hongying curled her lips, shook her head secretly, stood up and walked to a nearby place, and brought over a stove.

He Yuzhu looked at Liang Hongying helping him change the coal briquettes and nodded to her in thanks.

His gaze turned to Yan Xinle, thinking about the results of the recent follow-up investigation.

Yan Xinle was not directly involved, but I could kick him out and let him go to the logistics and procurement department.

It's a pity that there are two vacancies for purchasing, but I can't find the right person for the time being.

After Liang Hongying replaced the stove, He Yuzhu patted his hat that had just been dried by the fire.

"The chief even asked me when it would be convenient for me to take charge of the cooking, haha!"

After saying that, he picked up the stove, stood up and walked towards his office.

Liang Hongying patted the dust off her hands, glanced at the two of them, and said softly, "Our director is the head chef of Emei Restaurant."