Siheyuan, Kaiju replaced He Yuzhu as the chef

The people around watched Lu Qing silently pick up the rag and basin and start cleaning, and no one dared to speak for him.

He Yuzhu was very proud when he saw this, and thought to himself: "Aren't you quite arrogant? How dare you fight me in public yesterday? Today I will slowly deal with you and make you suffer!"

Liu Lan sighed helplessly. After all, Lu Qing was He Yuzhu's apprentice. As an outsider, it was not easy for her to interfere. There was no need for her to offend He Yuzhu for Lu Qing.

Although Zheng Min wanted to help, he was of low status. Seeing that his master was so angry today, he knew that if he intervened, it would only make things worse.

Soon, the cafeteria became busy. Today was a great opportunity for He Yuzhu to show off his cooking skills.

Usually with Ma Hua around, he doesn't have to do anything himself. He just has to sit beside them, drink tea, cross his legs, and watch his apprentices busy.

However, today is different. The senior leader personally asked He Yuzhu to cook the leader’s favorite Sichuan cuisine.

He Yuzhu did not rush to start, but asked Ma Hua and Zheng Min to prepare the ingredients according to the usual requirements.

He held the teacup leisurely, but from time to time he glanced at Lu Qing who was cleaning.

"This... this place is so dirty, don't you see? Hurry up and don't count on wasting time with these little things. There will be more important work to do later."

He deliberately put pressure on Lu Qing, his tone was full of sarcasm: "You have studied with me for so long, I will test you this afternoon! If you pass the test, you can continue to study with me. If you fail, it seems that you are not suitable for being a chef, so you should leave the steel mill in the future!"

When the people around heard this, they were stunned.

He Yuzhu's intention was obvious - he just wanted to take the opportunity to drive Lu Qing out of the steel mill!

Lu Qing had been studying with him for such a long time and had never had a chance to really practice. Now there was a sudden "assessment". How could he possibly pass it?

Zheng Min looked at Lu Qing worriedly, only to see that he was still working with his head down, completely ignoring He Yuzhu's sarcasm.

Lu Qing just thought that all this was ridiculous.

He Yuzhu's tricks were simply to force him to leave the factory, thinking that he would have no job if he left the factory.

It’s ridiculous. It’s not certain who will leave in the end!

At this time, Zheng Min broke the silence: "Master, the food is ready."

Ma Hua immediately sneered in dissatisfaction: "There are still so many vegetables that have not been cut, how can they be prepared? You just want to help Lu Qing, right?"

Zheng Min explained: "This is stewed pig's feet. It needs to be stewed in the pot in advance."

Ma Hua curled his lips in disdain: "I can handle such trivial matters."

He Yuzhu glared at Zheng Min but said nothing, obviously not wanting to make a big fuss at this time.

He turned to Lu Qing and warned him coldly: "Hurry up! Don't try to be lazy!"

On the surface, Lu Qing seemed to be focused on the work at hand, but his mind had already been focused on He Yuzhu.

He secretly stared at He Yuzhu out of the corner of his eye, wondering how He Yuzhu, who had lost his cooking skills, would deal with the next challenge.

After a while, Ma Hua and others had prepared all the ingredients.

He Yuzhu walked to the stove and took the spatula from Ma Hua as usual. He weighed it skillfully twice, and seemed to be still confident about the familiar touch.

"Master, I have checked everything and it is ready. You can start cooking." Ma Hua said attentively.

"Yeah." He Yuzhu nodded slightly and walked to the stove. Smoke soon rose from the pot.

Ma Hua handed him the carefully prepared dish. He Yuzhu took the plate and stared at the smoke rising from the pot. The heat was almost ready.

However, at this time Ma Hua noticed something strange: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

At this time usually, He Yuzhu should have been cooking, but today he was still slow to move.

He Yuzhu's eyes were still dully staring at the oil smoke in the pot. He seemed not to hear Ma Hua's words and muttered to himself: "I...what's wrong with me?"

He seemed at a loss, completely unlike the confident "chef" of the past.

"Master, it's time to serve the food!" Ma Hua couldn't help but urge.

"Ah? Oh." He Yuzhu heard the urging and hurriedly poured all the ingredients in his hand into the pot.

"Master!" Ma Hua exclaimed, "These dishes are put into the pot in batches, why did you pour them all in?"

His voice echoed in the kitchen, attracting the attention of others. Everyone looked up and looked at He Yuzhu in surprise.

Lu Qing had been secretly observing this scene and finally waited for the result he expected.

He quietly put down the rag in his hand, with a glimmer of victory in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that from this moment on, He Yuzhu had completely lost his cooking skills that he was so proud of!

He Yuzhu still stared at the pot blankly, holding the spatula in his hand, feeling extremely unfamiliar.

These once familiar movements have now become clumsy and stiff.

The kitchen utensils and ingredients in front of him used to be his best tools, but now, he seemed to have lost all his memories and skills.

He was filled with confusion and panic: "This is impossible! Isn't this what I am best at cooking? Why is this happening? Why do I see these ingredients as if I am seeing them for the first time? Could it be that I really can't cook anymore?"

Just as he was falling into self-doubt, the smoke from the pot became thick and a burnt smell filled his nose.

"Can't you see that the master is not feeling well? Put out the fire quickly!" The fireman next to him finally reacted and hurriedly put out the flames with ashes.

But it was too late, all the vegetables that had just been poured into the pot had become burnt!

"Master, are you feeling unwell? Why don't you take a rest first?" Ma Hua asked anxiously when he saw this scene.

He Yuzhu glanced at Ma Hua and was stunned for a moment before coming to his senses: "Yes, I feel a little uncomfortable. I'll go out and rest for a while."

After saying this, he turned and walked out, as if trying to escape the predicament before him.

Seeing Ma Hua trying to follow, He Yuzhu immediately stopped him: "You are not allowed to follow!"

Ma Hua stood there, his face full of confusion and his heart full of puzzlement.

Master was fine just now, why did he suddenly become so abnormal? What happened?

Ma Hua turned around and saw Lu Qing standing in the distance, seemingly watching a show.

He couldn't help but get angry, walked forward, and said in a bad tone: "What are you looking at? Why don't you do what the master asked you to do quickly?"

Lu Qing looked at Ma Hua in front of him calmly. He knew in his heart that this man would do anything to learn cooking. He flattered He Yuzhu every day and showed off in the cafeteria by relying on his status as a master.

In response to Ma Hua's reprimand, Lu Qing simply said, "I'm going to the toilet."

After saying that, he walked out of the kitchen directly without waiting for Ma Hua's consent, leaving only the other party's angry gaze.

When he came outside, Lu Qing saw He Yuzhu standing not far away, holding a cigarette in his hand and smoking it in big puffs.

The smoke was thick and enveloped He Yuzhu completely.

He frowned, looking worried, with doubts in his eyes.

He Yuzhu tried desperately to recall his cooking skills, but his mind was blank.

He clearly cooked a dish yesterday, which shows there is no problem with his cooking skills.

But today, when he thought about cooking, his mind seemed to be cleared, and all the techniques and memories disappeared.

"Am I sick?" He Yuzhu was extremely confused and tried to explain the situation.

But no matter how I thought about it, something didn't seem right. I had learned cooking skills for so many years, how could I suddenly forget everything?

Just then, Lu Qing came out and the two looked at each other.

He Yuzhu immediately noticed the faint smile on Lu Qing's lips, and suddenly became furious: "What are you laughing at? What qualifications do you have to laugh?"

Lu Qing put on an innocent expression and responded with a little surprise: "I'm not laughing, are you sick and seeing things?"

"Bullshit! How could I be sick?" He Yuzhu cursed angrily, his face full of anger.

Lu Qing shrugged and said innocently, "But I really didn't laugh." After that, he glanced at He Yuzhu and walked towards the toilet with a faint smile.

He Yuzhu looked at Lu Qing's departing back, and became more and more suspicious.

This kid must be lying to me!

But now he could no longer care about Lu Qing, his mind was full of the upcoming lunch problem.

At noon, the big boss was coming to have lunch, and He Yuzhu knew very well that this boss had a special status, and even the factory director was very respectful to him.

Every time the leader came and could eat the dishes he cooked, He Yuzhu could show up and gain a lot of benefits.

But now, he couldn’t even cook his best dish. What would his boss think of him?

Just when He Yuzhu was getting anxious, Director Li came over in a hurry, frowned and asked, "Shazhu, why are you still smoking outside? The leader will soon finish inspecting the factory area, how is the food preparation going?"