Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

When He Yuzhu heard the hometowns of the two factory managers, he immediately knew what was going on.

People in Sichuan and Hunan provinces all like spicy food, although their emphases are different. People in Hunan mainly like fragrant spicy food with pure spiciness, while people in Sichuan mainly like hot and spicy food with a balanced taste.

In addition to Tan's cuisine, He Yuzhu is best at cooking Sichuan cuisine, so he decided to make Sichuan cuisine. In order to consider the leaders of Hunan Province, he planned to put less peppercorns.

After Ma Guangfu left, He Yuzhu immediately put on his chef's clothes and prepared lunch to entertain the guests.

It's approaching noon.

Steel rolling mill, small canteen.

Yang Xinmin was talking politely to two men in Zhongshan suits.

Of the two men, one was short and fat, while the other was tall and thin.

"Director Zhao, Director Qian, you two know that our steel rolling mill is all physical work. We can't meet the targets without enough food. Could you two directors please be so kind as to increase our share?" There was a hint of pleading in Yang Xinmin's tone.

The short and fat Director Zhao said with a look of embarrassment: "Director Yang, if I don't give it to you, I won't give you face. But our meat processing plant only has so much meat. If we give your plant more, other plants will have less. And this share has been determined long ago. How can you ask me to increase it for you?"

Director Qian immediately agreed, "Old Yang, Old Zhao are telling the truth. We are really in a difficult situation. The pie is so small. If we give you more, others will definitely have objections!"

Yang Xinmin cursed in his heart: "You two old foxes, I don't trust you!"

At this time, Liu Lan walked into the small cafeteria, came to Yang Xinmin's side, and whispered: "Director, the dishes are ready, can they be served?"

Yang Xinmin said loudly: "Since it's ready, let's do it!"

Liu Lan nodded slightly and left the cafeteria.

Not long after, Liu Lan, Ma Hua and others served five dishes and a soup.

Twice-cooked pork, shredded pork with fish flavor, boiled fish, Maoxuewang, Mapo tofu, and seaweed egg drop soup.

Director Zhao looked at the authentic Sichuan dishes in front of him, his Adam's apple moved a few times involuntarily, and he said with a smile: "Old Yang, you are so nice, all of them are Sichuan dishes!"

Director Qian pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Old Yang, it seems that the position of me, the director of the grain and oil factory, in your mind is far inferior to that of Old Zhao, the director of the meat processing factory!"

Yang Xinmin hurriedly apologized, "Old Qian, please don't find fault with me. Our factory is mostly staffed by Beijing-style chefs, and this is the only chef who's good at Sichuan cuisine. Next time you come to the steel mill, I'll hire a chef who's good at Hunan cuisine."

Director Qian smiled and said, "Old Yang, I'm just kidding you. Am I such a petty person?"

Yang Xinmin showed a lingering fear on his face, "Old Qian, luckily you are not angry with me, otherwise I would not be able to sleep tonight."

Director Qian laughed and scolded, "Am I that scary?"

Yang Xinmin half-jokingly said, "All of us here depend on you for food. Do you think I would dare to offend you?"

Director Zhao looked at the delicious hometown dishes and swallowed his saliva again. He couldn't wait to say, "You guys chat, I'll eat first!"

Director Zhao couldn't wait to pick up a piece of twice-cooked pork and put it into his mouth. He took a light bite and his eyes lit up.

"The meat is tender, spicy, glutinous and smooth, fat but not greasy. It's really delicious!"

After tasting the twice-cooked pork, Director Zhao continued to taste the other four dishes.

"Maoxuewang has a delicious taste, spicy and tasty, full texture and rich aroma. One hundred points."

"Boiled fish, delicate texture, smooth and delicious, spicy and fresh, with endless aftertaste, 100 points."

"Mapo tofu, fragrant, spicy, tender and smooth, melts in your mouth, 100 points."

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, the meat is tender, delicate and smooth, the taste is mellow and the layers are distinct, 100 points."

Seeing Director Zhao eating with gusto, Director Yang Xinmin and Director Qian couldn't help but salivate.

"Lao Yang, you are so thoughtful. I haven't eaten such authentic hometown food for a long time."

"Old Yang, your steel mill is really full of hidden talents. You actually have such a skilled chef."

"It's so delicious. His cooking skills are even better than those of the chefs at the State Guest House."

"This taste is so good. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious Sichuan cuisine. Every bite is a kind of enjoyment, which makes people addicted to it..."

Yang Xinmin's face was also filled with shock. He had tasted He Yuzhu's dishes before, but how could they be so delicious as today's?

Is this brat deliberately hiding his abilities, or has his cooking skills improved significantly recently?

Yang Xinmin narrowed his eyebrows slightly and decided to interrogate this boy in private.

Director Zhao said with great interest: "Old Yang, can I meet this chef?"

"Of course no problem!" Yang Xinmin nodded with a smile, then winked at the secretary.

The third canteen.

After finishing his work, He Yuzhu had nothing to do, so he lay down on the lazy chair and read "Water Margin".

He Yuzhu was also hungry, but he couldn't eat yet because the guests had not finished eating.

Liu Lan nudged He Yuzhu with her arm and said admiringly, "Zhuzi, when did your cooking skills become so good? Several factory managers are shocked by your cooking skills."

He Yuzhu said perfunctorily: "My cooking skills have always been good, I just wasn't bothered to show them off before!"

Liu Lan pursed her lips, "Then why do you want to show it off again now?"

He Yuzhu pretended to be helpless and said, "To find a wife. You women are too realistic. Without a position, any decent woman would not look down on me."

Liu Lan rolled her eyes. "You're full of lies. No one will believe you!"

At this time, Yang Xinmin's secretary Bai Feng walked into the kitchen and said urgently: "Master He, come with me to the canteen. Several factory managers want to see you!"

He Yuzhu said with a little trepidation: "Secretary Bai, is there something wrong with the food?"

Bai Feng said solemnly: "There is indeed something wrong with the food!"

He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What's wrong with the food?"

"The food you cook is so delicious. Several factory managers want to meet you, the chef." Bai Feng said with a smile.

He Yuzhu heard this and knew he was being fooled. He laughed and scolded, "Secretary Bai, you are so mean. You almost scared me to death!"

Bai Feng patted He Yuzhu's shoulder cheerfully, "Okay, no more jokes, come with me to meet some distinguished guests!"

He Yuzhu followed Bai Feng and soon arrived at the canteen.

"Hello, Director Yang, and all the leaders. I am chef He Yuzhu!" He Yuzhu introduced himself neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Director Zhao smiled and said, "Master He, what position do you hold in the factory now?"

He Yuzhu answered truthfully: "The chef of the third canteen!"

Upon hearing this, Director Zhao's eyes flashed with joy, and then he pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "What? You are such a good cook, but you are just a chef. Old Yang, you are simply burying talents!"

"Master He, since your Director Yang doesn't appreciate you and doesn't use you, but I appreciate you and plan to use you, come back to the meat processing plant with me, and I will immediately promote you to the canteen director."

Director Qian said sincerely, "Master He, I am the director of the grain and oil factory. If you are willing to come to our grain and oil factory, I will immediately promote you to the canteen director of the grain and oil factory."