Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The sky was just beginning to turn pale, and the kitchen of the hotel where the inspection team was staying was already bustling with activity.

The rising water vapor filled the kitchen, dancing in the air like a veil.

The tempting aroma of food is like an invisible hook, drawing everyone's attention to the figure in front of the dining table.

Several tall figures passed by, the most eye-catching one was He Yuzhu who was neatly dressed in a chef's suit.

He looked focused and handled the ingredients in his hands skillfully, making a rhythmic "thump thump" sound on the chopping board.

The few people standing nearby and watching were the chefs from the restaurant's kitchen.

The inspection team checked in yesterday, and He Yuzhu served as the chef and carefully prepared a dinner that combined Chinese and Western cuisine.

Not only did Xie Miao and his group enjoy the meal, but it also opened the eyes of the restaurant chefs.

They made it convenient for He Yuzhu to use the kitchen freely.

By the time He Yuzhu had finished processing the ingredients in his hands, the head chef Ivan, who had been observing from the side, could no longer suppress his curiosity.

He walked quickly forward, handed He Yuzhu a plate, and took the opportunity to talk.

"He, how come you are such a great cook at such a young age? Do you have any magical secret?"

He Yuzhu turned sideways, took the plate, and put the ingredients into it neatly.

He then turned to look at Ivan, and read pure curiosity in the other's eyes.

Asking such a question might seem impolite in China, so He Yuzhu just shook his head.

“Ivan, in our country, chefs are hardworking and they all start from the most basic skills and slowly hone their skills.

I just have a little bit of talent in this area, but it also requires a lot of practice."

He said it easily, but of course he couldn't reveal that he actually used a "hack" and his skills improved naturally.

"You are a genius!" Chef Ivan praised sincerely, and then changed the subject.

"He, I wonder if you could give me some pointers during this time? I know your rules, and I can take you as my teacher!"

As he spoke, he looked at He Yuzhu eagerly, his eyes full of anticipation.

Yesterday's dinner had made him clearly realize the gap in cooking skills between the two of them, so this was a rare opportunity for him.

Ivan also went out of his way to learn about the rules of the Dragon Kingdom, hoping to learn some real skills from He Yuzhu.

If he could improve further under He Yuzhu's guidance, he would be able to get a better job and make his family live a better life.

He Yuzhu was startled by his sudden proposal and waved his hands to refuse. He didn't want to accept such a disciple.

It’s just that we still need them during this period, so it’s not unrealistic at all.

When Ivan and his companions saw He Yuzhu refuse, a hint of disappointment flashed in their eyes.

"But..."

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, hope rekindled in Ivan's eyes: "He, do you agree?"

He Yuzhu smiled and waved his hand: "Ivan, I won't accept an apprentice. We are comrades, so it's okay for us to learn cooking skills from each other."

"Haha! Really? That's great!"

"He, don't worry! If you need anything to eat during this period, just inform the kitchen and I will prepare it for you."

Although Ivan was somewhat disappointed that he could not become He Yuzhu's apprentice, it was still a great gain for him.

He Yuzhu had already seen the skills of the chefs in the kitchen and had a rough idea of ​​their cooking level.

Basically, they all come from independent backgrounds and have not received any systematic training.

Although a certain oriental culinary school has been talked about for a long time and seems to be very common, there is no such culinary school in this era.

There are very few chefs who have inherited culinary skills. Maybe they used to stew military rations in the kitchen.

"Ivan, thank you so much. My family's cooking skills have been passed down for hundreds of years, I'm sure you can learn something!"

As soon as Ivan said this, several chefs gasped and looked at each other. Then they were pleasantly surprised and became even more enthusiastic.

They were still planting potatoes in the fields decades ago. What is professionalism? This is professionalism.

In the following days of investigation, Semyon led a group of people to travel back and forth among the many chemical plants in Dzerzhinsk.

He Yuzhu's reputation spread quickly among the chefs in Dzerzhinsk, and everyone knew that a great chef had arrived.

Lu Wenbin and others began to wonder why the factory’s hospitality was getting better and better, but they just took advantage of all the free food and drinks.

Whenever they stepped into a new chemical plant, He Yuzhu was respectfully invited to the canteen kitchen.

The lunch should be large in quantity and filling in quantity. After all, it cannot be enjoyed only by the senior leaders, the middle-level backbones should not be left out either.

Dinner was a different scene. The table was filled with exquisite dishes, and the inspection team and factory executives sat together to enjoy the food.

As night fell, the car lights drew tracks of light in the darkness, and the convoy stopped steadily in front of the hotel.

The inspection team filed down and went into the hotel to rest.

The lighting in Lu Wenbin's room was soft and warm.

The two sat opposite each other, He Yuzhu picked up the teapot and added water to Lu Wenbin's cup.

Lu Wenbin held the teacup in both hands, took a sip, and excitement flashed between his brows.

The inspection went unexpectedly smoothly these days. It lasted much longer than originally planned, and I was able to see more detailed things.

He slowly figured out the reason and looked at He Yuzhu with satisfaction.

"Xiao He, you have made a huge contribution this time!"

He Yuzhu put down the teacup and smiled slightly. He knew what Lu Wenbin was talking about.

He sensed his surroundings and felt relieved only after confirming that there were no eavesdropping devices.

"Boss, my cooking skills are worth it if they can be used in this way."

Lu Wenbin gently tapped He Yuzhu with his finger and looked at him with a smile.

"Now I understand Chief Fang's deep meaning. It's incredible."

He Yuzhu did not refute, but just smiled faintly. The deeper meaning of this was not something Lu Wenbin could interfere with.

With the blessing of fame, He Yuzhu had two or three hours of free time after finishing lunch.

Naturally, he would not be allowed to interfere with the trivial matters of side dishes, so he had more time to implement his own plans.

Using the excuse of curiosity, he took a quick "tour" of the factory, accompanied by the logistics staff.

Those who followed him saw that he did not make any obvious moves, but just watched from the periphery for a while and then left, and they gradually let down their guard.

As his reputation for his superb cooking skills spread, his little hobby also became known to others.

The factory behind even took the initiative to invite him to visit, which gave him more opportunities to "visit".

"Xiao He, the application you submitted last time has been responded to, and your proposal has been approved."

Lu Wenbin explained the reason why he called He Yuzhu here this time.

He Yuzhu was not surprised in his heart, but he pretended to be surprised on his face.

"Oh, so soon? That's great."

Lu Wenbin looked at He Yuzhu deeply. His years of experience told him that things were not simple.

Just see through it but don't say it out loud. Since you can't let him know, then just keep silent.

"Xiao He, you must be careful! I'm waiting to get you to prepare a feast for me when I get back."