Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 115 Finally... comes to the point
Rolling mill.

The back kitchen of the three canteens.

He Yuzhu is taking charge.

Maybe Chef Cui got some inside information and suddenly gave up his struggle.

Today, even the master of the big pot has been given up.

There are many people in the kitchen, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The head chef is the leader of the martial arts world in San Canteen.

Chef Cui, the old martial arts leader, originally wanted to support his close disciples to take over.

However, the former deputy leader is too strong and has recently received a lot of external support.

It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so Chef Cui admits his defeat.

If you are powerless, you can't get things done.

In particular, his favorite apprentice committed a crime not long ago. If he is stained, he will not be able to work as a monitor in the steel rolling mill, which is a big blow to Chef Cui.

The craftsmanship is not as good as that of the two generations of the old He family. Not to mention, I still have problems with the way I look at people.

Maybe this is life.

He Yuzhu's nickname is Silly Zhu, which has long been spread in the steel rolling mill.

Since the nickname contains the word "silly", he must be doing things differently than ordinary people.

It's hard to maintain the airs of being a squad leader.

"Zhuzhu, okay, you tripped up Lao Cui, and you will be the one to take charge of the next three canteens."

"Shazhu, don't forget me Xiaozao in the future. I'll know that you can do it right away..."

"Squad leader He Yuzhu, hey, look at what I say, it's just a matter of morning and evening, it doesn't count as advance, it doesn't count as advance."

Chop chop chop!
He Yuzhu dealt with the ingredients under his hands and prepared them in advance. After the meeting in the factory, he could start working with an order from the logistics director.

For this day, He Yuzhu could be said to have been looking forward to and thinking about it in his dreams.

I used to hate Chef Cui so much that I wanted to beat him up the next day.

But at this moment, when He Yuzhu looked at Chef Cui's old face and rickety bones, he felt a little uninterested.

The defeated general has no thought of bullying anymore.

For a moment, it was boring.

But I know what I'm doing, and I've developed muscle memory, so I can't make a mistake.

"Zhuzi, let's start. The factory leaders will be here soon."

"okay."

The gears in the kitchen of the Third Canteen began to turn slowly following the canteen director's greeting.

After a while, Jia Dongxu rushed into the kitchen.

He leaned into He Yuzhu's ear and whispered a few times, and He Yuzhu nodded repeatedly.

In fact, I just want to tell him who is doing it and where they are from.

Knowing this information, you can know some preferences and tastes.

Only He Yuzhu could think of such clever things.

Although He Yuzhu is called Silly Zhu, anyone who really thinks that he is stupid is a big fool.

Look at He Yuzhu's eight hundred tricks, he is very clever.

If He Yuzhu is really serious, he will definitely be able to pass the Level [-] chef exam and become a head chef.

It's just that sometimes, he always makes mistakes.

Maybe this is the drawback of growing up free-range.

Without parents to take care of him, he has been more casual in doing things since he was a child. Although he has rules and bottom lines, they are established by him arbitrarily, rather than based on social laws and human relations.

Some places are nice, but sometimes they seem out of place.

At least for now, He Yuzhu wants to be the chef squad leader. He hopes that he can have the final say on the battlefield and not have someone always jumping out to cause trouble.

The interests are in the same direction, so there is no oversight in cooperation.

Jia Dongxu left after communicating.

He is also one of the people attending the banquet.

No matter how trivial it is, it can still be served.

As soon as Jia Dongxu left, a tall man with a square face also walked in.

Looking around, I saw He Yuzhu frying half a plate of wild boar meat. He immediately became happy and came over with a grin on his face.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, well, work hard and show off your skills. If I feel uncomfortable eating at the dinner table later, don't blame me for being rude to you..."

He Yuzhu raised his head.

Immediately he became angry.

Nana's is actually this guy Xu Damao.

God is so blind that he allowed this guy to be the only projectionist in the steel rolling mill.

Outrageous.

"go away."

He Yuzhu raised his arms and held up the frying spoon as if to strike.

Xu Damao shrank his neck and quickly stepped back.

There is oil on this frying spoon, but it's not like you feed it into your mouth. It would be difficult to wash off if it gets on your clothes.

Mainly, the frying spoon is hot.

After all, there was a lot of hype just now, and Xu Damao was afraid that he would make a bad impression on the leader by sitting at the same table for dinner for the first time.

"Okay, He Yuzhu, just wait for me. Sooner or later, you will be rewarded."

"Tch, you're a coward."

He Yuzhu spat and started cooking again.

If it weren't for the momentous moment when it came to whether he would appoint someone in the future or take orders from others.

He Yuzhu can still grasp the sense of proportion.

If not, with Xu Damao's arrogance just now, he would not have used it to scare him, but would have chased him and hit him.

He Yuzhu's craftsmanship is truly incredible.

Because it is still the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, among the chefs, those with the best skills go to the well-known big hotels in Beijing to cook, while those with average skills go to factory cafeterias to cook big pots of rice.

He Yuzhu's cooking skills may not be up to par among the top chefs in the capital, but among the many brother factories, his cooking skills are definitely second to none.

I dare not say that he is number one, but if I say that he is in the top three, he definitely has a place.

It took a few hours to finish the banquet and serve it up.

There was a lot of eating and drinking inside.

There are several small leaders in the Qingshui Yamen department who cannot even maintain their appearance.

They don't know if they are greedy for meat, or if He Yuzhu's craftsmanship really appeals to their appetite.

I was praising it while eating it.

"The person in charge of San Canteen today is very good and the food he cooked is the best."

"I feel like this is the best chef in our steel rolling mill."

"From now on, the reception of our department will be arranged in the third cafeteria. This is the chef. By the way, who is this chef?"

"It's not Chef Cui. Lao Cui will retire next month."

"The surname is He, the son of He Daqing."

"Hey, no wonder, this is a family tradition."

Even though the steel rolling mill was an industry in Loubancheng back then, it was actually inextricably linked to the deaf old lady in the courtyard.

Be it He Daqing or He Yuzhu, everyone knows some things as clearly as a mirror, but they just don't say it.

What can a stale cook do?

"Okay, let's not mention the chef. Today we will eat and drink. Regarding Deputy Factory Director Li and the new chef team leader of the Third Canteen, I think the chef's ability is pretty good today. You can mention it during the meeting."

"Well, I will arrange for the logistics side to go through the process later. As long as it is suitable, I will have no problem. After all, they are all serving our factory. The better the craftsmanship, the more suitable it will be for receiving brother units."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

In fact, in this era, the factory director may not have as much energy as the deputy director.

Because the director of the steel rolling mill is the director who is mainly responsible for business, it is deputy director Li. Although he is a bit shorter than Director Yang, he has the power of personnel and logistics, and also has the function of restraining each other from the security department.

According to people's thinking nowadays, in fact, besides having an adverb in his name, Deputy Director Li already has a bit of a sense of monopolizing power.

Deputy Director Li picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and chewed it in his mouth for a while. He squinted his eyes as if he had tasted it for a long time. After swallowing it, he couldn't help but sigh.

I muttered to myself: He Yuzhu's craftsmanship is really good. It would be good to promote him to be responsible for the small stove. When the brothers and units think it is delicious, they can have an excuse to invite him over in the future.The efficiency of talking about things after drinking is the highest.

Going back and forth makes it easier to establish personal relationships and relationships.

He Yuzhu was sorting out his personal affairs beside the kitchen stove.

Every cook has his own set of knives.

He Yuzhu is not the chef team leader now, so he doesn't have a separate place to store his personal belongings.

This time the small stove was taken out and used.

After using it, clean it up quickly and put it away.

When you leave, take it back with you.

Taking it over again, after Lao Cui resigned, he became the chef squad leader, and he could have his own place to put the knives and supplies that others could not touch at will.

……

evening.

Su Mu returned to the courtyard.

The young man has strong physical strength, and Sumu's situation is even more special.

In addition, there are elbows and lotus white tonic wine...

Although the war was extremely fierce, Sumu recovered quickly after the war and returned home calmly.

Still went into the space villa to wash up.

Then come back and catch up on the big bed on the second floor.

This time, I planned to sleep until tomorrow morning.

To be honest, when Li Xiaolan came back from get off work, if she hadn't seen Su Mu's cart, she would have thought that her younger brother would just rest in the courtyard today.

In fact, it was also because the fighting process in the afternoon was too intense, which delayed the delivery of supplies to the compound.

However, although the households related to Sumu in the compound had little food, they were not so short that they would go hungry after a late meal.

Not bad for the day.

Li Xiaolan went back to the house, went out to the kitchen, and made a special trip to Su Mu.

There was a note on the table, and Li Xiaolan picked it up and read it.

It was a note left by Su Mu.

The equivalent of today’s sticky notes.

This means that you don’t need to call him for dinner in the evening, just leave some for him on the table.

Li Xiaolan smiled and walked out quietly.

He also thoughtfully helped Su Mu close the door.

Li Xiaolan knows how tiring it is to take care of the little boy in the courtyard.

What's more, they are the children of the two families in Courtyard No. 2.

This little brother Su Mu is very sensible and mature.

After being prompted by his father, he must be concerned about it, and he must be attentive and attentive.

After finally finishing the escort service, it is normal to collapse from exhaustion.

Although Li Xiaolan had a different idea, she could not change the medicine without changing the soup.

Su Mu is indeed a little tired.

I want to take a nap and replenish my energy.

……

Courtyard No. 2.

In Villa 2.

Zhou Xiaobai was sitting on the sofa, holding Zhou's mother's arm and acting coquettishly.

Finally, her parents are here, so she must listen to her vent... Well, um, describe it carefully.

"...I caught a lot of them. Angkor and the others were very tired from dragging them. Su Mu picked them up in no time, and nothing happened the whole way..."

"Just... such a big leaf, wide enough to play a movie episode, like a big river, with wide waves..."

"Xiao Bai, how old is this Su Mu?"

"Listen to what he said, he is almost 17 years old."

"What do you think of this young man?"

"mom……"

Zhou Xiaobai's face turned red, he twisted his body reluctantly and started acting like a baby.

She was too excited just now.

What he said was a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

Although Zhou's father and Zhou's mother didn't quite understand the content, they were used to it.

Ask the guard back and everything will become clear.

But Mother Zhou obviously felt that her daughter had been talking about this guide.

Su Mu is the adopted son of Su Chuan's Bai family.

Some people don't know, but some people know it from the beginning.

This is the difference in class and level, which leads to different dimensions of looking at things.

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't stand being teased and squeezed by Zhou's mother, so he ran upstairs to the boudoir.

Mother Zhou waited for her daughter to go upstairs, then turned back and looked at her husband.

There was a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm just a little too old, which is a pity."

"Okay, Xiaobai, how old are you, what are you thinking about now. Besides, we don't interfere with our daughter's feelings. If we say we won't interfere, then we really shouldn't interfere."

"I didn't interfere, but you saw how excited your daughter was, so I just thought about it and help Xiaobai check it first..."

In the only courtyard to the east of Zhou Xiaobai's villa.

Li Yuanchao was also chatting with his father at this time.

In a study room on the second floor, the two men sat looking at each other.

There are questions and answers.

"You mean, he divided the prey into three parts. One small part was given to you and the girl from the Zhou family, and one part was used to trade grain in the pigeon market. So where is the other part?"

"He said he gave it to a cook who lives in the same courtyard as him and works in the third canteen of the steel rolling mill."

"You didn't ask any further questions?"

"I asked at the time why I gave it to him. After all, I had never even been there..."

"How to answer you?"

Li Yuanchao raised his head slightly, thought for a moment, and then said slowly.

"He gave an example."

The old man opposite listened with great interest and said nothing.

Li Yuanchao continued: "When a person was about to starve to death, I gave him half a steamed bun and he survived. Then he had 100 yuan. At this time, if I needed 80 yuan to solve the problem, do you think he would Won’t you help me?”

"If he doesn't help, there is something wrong with his character. When he walks in this society, the road will become narrower and narrower..."

"And if you help me, it's a favor. And after all, half of my steamed buns actually cost 80 yuan..."

"He paused for a while before saying something to me," Li Yuanchao stared at his father, a majestic and wise man across from him, and said, "In this world, free is the most expensive thing."

"Oh, that's what he actually said?"

"Well, I didn't understand it very well at the time, but now that I think about it, I feel very touched. He is only a little over a year older than me, and he feels much more mature than me."

A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he laughed: "This baby picked up by Su Chuanbai is quite interesting, haha."

He waved his hand for Li Yuanchao to go out and called the security guard in.

It's that little crew cut.

The old man and the little flathead chatted for more than 20 minutes.

After Xiao Pingtou exited the study, the old man thought for a while, then picked up the phone and called Su Chuanbai in Fujian.

Since Su Mu is so interesting, according to the tradition of the army.

Good seedlings naturally have to be sent into the melting pot for tempering.

First say hello to Su Chuanbai.

After all, we are all our own people, so we need to let them know.

(End of this chapter)