Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

"Chichi~"

The stove fire was rising, and He Yuzhu skillfully took the dishes out of the pot and put them on the plate: "Master, how about you try it?"

Wu Zhaoxiong smelled the fragrance and made a judgment in his mind. He smiled and said, "Zhu Zi, not bad! It seems that I can sit down and drink tea in peace in the future! Haha!"

He Yuzhu was delighted to see that Wu Zhaoxiong was satisfied, and continued to clean the stove without stopping.

He turned around and said to Wu Zhaoxiong with a smile: "Master, isn't that good? I will do the hard work for you, you just need to have a good rest."

Wu Zhaoxiong picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully. He narrowed his eyes slightly and swallowed the food: "Zhu Zi, your cooking skills have improved a lot!"

He put down his chopsticks and patted his shoulders happily: "I'll leave the kitchen to you for the time being! I'm relieved that you have this level of ability."

Wu Zhaoxiong gave He Yuzhu a few more instructions, then turned and walked out of the kitchen.

The busy lunch time was over, He Yuzhu packed up his things and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.

He walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the lounge, intending to have a good rest.

As soon as I walked to the door of the rest room, I heard a familiar teasing voice: "Master He, congratulations! From now on, the kitchen will be under your control!"

He Yuzhu heard the voice and looked over, only to see Liu Zixing walking towards him with a smile on his face.

He hurriedly bowed and said, "Master Liu, you are embarrassing me! I feel scared when you call me that. You should call me Zhuzi, I feel more comfortable."

"Haha!" Liu Zixing laughed when he heard his answer, "Your skills are improving so fast, I feel like I have wasted all these years learning!"

He Yuzhu touched his nose and said modestly: "Thank you for your kindness, I just caught up with you."

Liu Zixing laughed and pointed at He Yuzhu: "I think it won't take you a few years to reach the level of a state banquet. You work hard, I look forward to seeing that day."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder to show encouragement. He Yuzhu understood and nodded solemnly.

In the afternoon, he walked back into the kitchen and passed by Dai Yuanlin and Dong Weiming. Seeing them busy at the stove, He Yuzhu asked, "How are you doing recently?"

When the two heard the voice, they looked up and saw that it was He Yuzhu, and hurriedly shouted, "Brother Zhuzi!"

Dong Weiming said first: "Brother Zhuzi, of course we can't compare to you! We are still learning from Master Liu."

He Yuzhu nodded and encouraged, "We are working hard and making a living with our skills. If you two have any questions, you can ask me like before."

The two looked at each other and were very happy about He Yuzhu's promise: "Thank you, Brother Zhuzi!"

As soon as He Yuzhu arrived in front of the stove, he saw the head of the kitchen, Zhang Mao, rushing over in a hurry.

Zhang Mao came up to him, handed him the list, and said quickly: "Master He, please take a look at this list. Chef Wu went out this afternoon. Is this okay for you?"

He Yuzhu took the order, quickly scanned the dishes, and said with a confident smile, "Don't worry, Zhang Tang! Master has tried it before and said it's fine."

Zhang Mao was relieved when he heard that Wu Zhaoxiong had already tried the dish. He bowed to He Yuzhu and said, "Master He is really amazing! I feel relieved now!"

"You are so kind! I will start preparing now, you go ahead and get busy!"

He Yuzhu thought about the menu he had just seen and started to get busy, with the spatula in his hand flying and the fire in the stove roaring.

Seeing that he started to get busy, Zhang Mao walked towards the front hall to greet the new gentleman first.

After the dishes came out of the pot, Zhang Mao personally carried the tray and brought it to the guests in the private room.

"Mr. Jin, the dishes you ordered are here."

Mr. Jin sat in a chair, looking calm and composed, and did not respond to Zhang Mao's greeting. He sniffed the aroma of the dishes in the air, and frowned.

Mr. Jin took out a set of tableware he carried with him, slowly took out the ivory chopsticks, picked up a piece for himself, and tasted it carefully.

A look of satisfaction appeared on his face. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip, then looked up at Zhang Mao.

"Tang Zhang, is Chef Wu not here today?" asked Mr. Jin calmly.

When Zhang Mao heard this, he thought to himself, "Oh no! This gentleman is really hard to serve."

With a smile on his face, he asked carefully, "Mr. Jin, Chef Wu is out for something today. Is the dish not to your taste? Then I'll change the table for you as an apology."

Grandpa Jin waved his hand, stopping Zhang Mao from changing tables, and said, "This dish tastes great, but the flavor is different from Chef Wu's, that's why I asked this question."

Zhang Mao heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart was at ease. He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Jin, as long as you are satisfied."

"I wonder if I could meet this chef?"

When Zhang Mao heard his request, he thought about it and nodded, "Mr. Jin, you eat first. I'll go to the kitchen to notify them."

Mr. Jin nodded with satisfaction and said, "Great! I didn't expect that your restaurant has another great chef. Congratulations!"

Zhang Mao was also very happy when he heard his praise. This kind of recognition from a gourmet was of great significance to the restaurant, and it would undoubtedly bring the restaurant's reputation to a higher level.

He Yuzhu was busy in the kitchen when he suddenly heard Zhang Mao's shouting.

"Master He! Master He! Come on, follow me to the front hall. There is a distinguished guest who wants to see you."

He Yuzhu looked at Zhang Mao, who had an anxious look on his face, and thought that there was something wrong with the dish he cooked and the customer was calling him over to find fault.

He quickly finished the work in his hands and followed Zhang Mao to the front hall.

"Mr. Zhang, what's going on? There shouldn't be anything wrong with what I cooked, right?" He Yuzhu asked Zhang Mao on the way.

When Zhang Mao heard this, he quickly explained, "Hey, Master He, don't misunderstand. There is no problem. It's just that the distinguished guest recognizes your cooking skills and wants to meet you.

This is a rare opportunity. You will be able to establish your name in the culinary world."

He Yuzhu's doubts disappeared, and he thought to himself that this must be the food critic of this era. If the dishes he cooks don't pass their test, he can't be called a chef.

Zhang Mao walked into the private room and saw Mr. Jin put down his chopsticks. He introduced him, "Mr. Jin, this is Chef He, the chef of this table. He is also Chef Wu's apprentice."

He turned his head and introduced He Yuzhu: "Master He, this is Master Jin. Master Jin is the golden tongue of the city!"

He Yuzhu's eyes fell on the old man sitting opposite him. He had a head full of white hair, wore a traditional jacket, and had a ring on his hand. There were exquisite tableware on the table.

He quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Mr. Jin, I am honored! I am today's chef, He Yuzhu."

"I didn't expect Chef Wu to have such a promising young apprentice. Master He is a superb chef!" Grandpa Jin bowed in return.

He Yuzhu replied politely: "Thank you! Your satisfaction is my affirmation."

Jin Ya laughed and said, "Great! We will be blessed from now on. It is a great blessing in life to be able to taste such delicious food!"

Seeing that Master Jin was very satisfied, Zhang Mao said, "Master Jin, please enjoy your meal. We will leave first. Please feel free to ask for instructions if you need anything."