Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

With a soft "dong" sound, Wu Zhaoxiong gently placed the teacup on the table, looked at He Yuzhu seriously, with a solemn tone.

"Zhu Zi, are you serious?"

Wu Zhaoxiong knew the unit where He Yuzhu worked. Under the current circumstances, this position was considered a popular one.

Of course, the threshold has become higher accordingly.

He Yuzhu is ostensibly the canteen director, in charge of the daily work in the kitchen.

Normally speaking, he cannot make the final decision on personnel changes in the cafeteria. He only has the right to recommend.

Seeing He Yuzhu nodded in confirmation, Wu Zhaoxiong frowned slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Zhu Zi, you are just a canteen director now, you can't manage personnel matters, right? There is no need to trouble the chief for such a matter."

He understood that He Yuzhu wanted to recommend someone familiar to the kitchen so that he could feel more at ease with the work in the canteen's kitchen.

Compared with these things, Wu Zhaoxiong was not aware of the inside story, and such actions seemed a bit of an exaggeration to him.

He Yuzhu could naturally understand the care and concern in Wu Zhaoxiong's words. If there were no special circumstances, it would not be worth doing so.

His cooking skills alone are enough to overwhelm new chefs; in the kitchen, skills are everything.

What's more, He Yuzhu is not without background, and there is no need for someone with great power to take action against a "cook".

He Yuzhu looked at him with a smile and found an excuse to explain to him.

"Master, don't worry! There have been a lot of changes in the unit recently. Many people have been arrested, and even the director of the logistics department has been replaced.

I have shown my skills recently, and my work in the canteen is obvious to all. I think the higher-ups will not refuse to recommend a chef at this time."

He paused, his eyes gleaming with confidence, "Besides, good cooks are hard to find. I can recommend them to the canteen, and they will be so happy."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Wu Zhaoxiong no longer insisted on his own opinion and started thinking about the right candidate.

Seeing that he believed what he said, He Yuzhu did not disturb him. He just leaned aside, picked up the teacup, sipped gently, and enjoyed the tranquility.

Faces flashed quickly through Wu Zhaoxiong's mind. He seemed to have thought of something, and finally a name emerged.

"Zhu Zi, how is the salary for this position?"

When He Yuzhu heard this, he turned to look at Wu Zhaoxiong in surprise, somewhat confused as to why he asked this.

"Master, I am the canteen director at the deputy section level, and I am paid the 106th level salary, which is yuan.

The average chef in the kitchen is paid between 49 and 55 yuan. Of course, the chef is paid separately, and with the subsidy, it can be paid between and yuan.

Starting this year, we have gradually begun to reform the previous lump-sum contract system and implement a wage system.

Wu Zhaoxiong's brows relaxed after hearing this. Emei Restaurant had long been a public-private partnership and also implemented this set of wage standards.

Before next year's wage reform, that is, the eight-level system reform, except for him, the highest level salary in Emei Restaurant can only be 62 yuan.

He also had no way to give people more wages, the system could not be disrupted.

Wu Zhaoxiong asked tentatively: "Zhu Zi, what do you think of Master Liu? Does he meet your requirements?"

As soon as these words were spoken, He Yuzhu, who was sipping tea with his head down, suddenly looked up and was almost scalded by the tea.

He quickly spat out the tea in his mouth and looked at Wu Zhaoxiong in astonishment: "Master, your joke is not funny."

Wu Zhaoxiong waved his hands quickly, signaling him to be patient, and slowly said: "Zhu Zi, listen to me.

A few years ago, Master Liu was short of money in order to buy a small courtyard, so he borrowed some money from me.

His family has had three more people in the past few years, which has increased the burden, and he cannot raise his salary at will. He always wants to pay off the debt as soon as possible, and his life is very tight. "

When He Yuzhu first returned to Sijiu City, he worked in Emei Restaurant for a few months and was well aware of the fact that Liu Zixing's family had a new baby.

At that time, he specially congratulated Liu Zixing and congratulated him on the birth of twins and his great blessing.

I just didn't know that he still owed money. From what Wu Zhaoxiong said, it seemed that his family was indeed living a tight life.

He didn't expect that his master would propose such a candidate, but then he thought that there was indeed no problem with Liu Zixing's cooking skills, so he could try to get him the position.

"Master, I have no problem with this. As long as it doesn't affect you, it's fine."

Wu Zhaoxiong smiled and said, "With me in the restaurant, how can there be any problem? Haha! Then you go and talk to him, and just make sure he agrees."

"Okay, I'll go find Master Liu right away. Master, you can take a rest today! I'll help you cook at noon."

Wu Zhaoxiong smiled heartily and nodded with satisfaction: "That's great, go by yourself! I'll take the tea home and come back this afternoon."

After saying that, he stood up, holding the tea leaves, and said, "By the way, remember to teach your two junior brothers."

He Yuzhu smiled and bowed his hands in response: "Master, don't worry! I hope they can learn more so that you can rest."

Wu Zhao's ambition is as clear as a mirror. He knows that his eldest disciple will not just hang around the stove.

What's more, He Yuzhu's cooking skills are superb, and there is nothing he can teach, so He Yuzhu can only practice more on his own.

He laughed, tapped He Yuzhu lightly with his finger, walked to the table, patted He Yuzhu's arm, and walked out side by side.

After bidding farewell to Wu Zhaoxiong in the front hall, He Yuzhu and Zhang Mao said hello, informed him of the changes at noon, and then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

When the door curtain was opened, a hot aroma hit him in the face. He Yuzhu smiled and quickly stepped into the kitchen.

His eyes swept across the familiar kitchen, passed the crowd, and went straight towards Liu Zixing.

"Hello, Master He!"

"Master He!"

The kitchen helpers and the handymen greeted him when they saw him, and He Yuzhu nodded in response.

The noise in the kitchen caught Liu Zixing's attention. He turned around and saw He Yuzhu, who came over with a smile.

At this time, Dong Weiming and Dai Yuanlin had already started working at the Sanzao stove. When they saw He Yuzhu coming, they trotted over excitedly.

He Yuzhu, the eldest senior brother, is generous with his money and has superb cooking skills, so he naturally holds a high position in their hearts.

The two of them approached He Yuzhu first and bowed to greet him: "Hello, Senior Brother!"

He Yuzhu stopped and replied loudly, "Okay, don't be so polite. I'll take over the cooking for Master at noon, and you two can come over later."

The two smiled at each other and thanked each other happily: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"You two go do other things first. I have something to do with Master Liu." He Yuzhu waved his hand. "I brought you some pastries. I'll give them to you when I'm done."

Thinking of the wonderful taste of the pastries made by He Yuzhu himself, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, bowed with joy on their faces and left.

"Haha! Zhuzi, you didn't forget to bring it to me, did you?" Liu Zixing walked to He Yuzhu and said half-jokingly.

He Yuzhu bowed and saluted. After all, Liu Zixing was his cooking master and he should be respected.

"Master Liu, long time no see! We don't have any cakes, would you like some tea?"

When Liu Zixing heard his joke, he laughed out loud, stretched out his hand and invited him to go outside to find a quiet place to talk.

He Yuzhu said no more and followed closely. The two of them walked towards the backyard, one in front and one behind.