Siheyuan: Start shelling Qin Huairu

Chapter 52 Qin Huairu's Heartfelt Voice
"Didn't your master ask for leave to accompany his wife back to her mother's house?" He Yuzhu asked curiously.

"Master He, you don't know at all. My master asked for leave and didn't leave at all. He just stayed at a friend's house." Cao Yunjin explained to He Yuzhu.

"Oh, then how did you tell him?" He Yuzhu frowned, and he smelled a conspiracy from it.

"I reported to him yesterday's menu."

Cao Jin had a smug look on his face, "I was still following him and found out that he ran to meet Liu Lan..."

"Meet Liu Lan!"

He Yuzhu had a cold look in his eyes. It seemed that Li Fugui was devastated yesterday, and he was still not reconciled, and wanted to make trouble again.

"Xiao Cao, you've done a good job, please come on, tell me directly if you have anything to say in the future, and you can also ask me directly if you don't understand."

He Yuzhu patted Cao Jin on the shoulder, and Cao Jin left excitedly.

He felt that he had gone a long way.

After dismissing Cao Jin and the others, He Yuzhu directly changed the same dishes as yesterday.

Although he didn't know what Li Fugui was going to do, he was right to do it anyway.

Then I wandered around the kitchen, occasionally instructing everyone on their cooking skills.

The so-called true transmission of one sentence, false transmission of thousands of books.

What is He Yuzhu's state now? Tan's cuisine, which is known for its extravagance, has reached the level of a top master. Sichuan cuisine also surpasses ordinary chefs. His understanding of cooking skills has reached an extremely advanced level.

Every word is true.

His advice is often sharp and penetrating, often only a few words, and when it falls into the ears of Zhang Dabiao and others, it has the effect of turning the clouds to the sun and enlightening the mind.

Zhang Dabiao and others

I just felt that after being scolded by He Yuzhu, the things that I had been puzzling about in the past suddenly became clear, and I understood the reason and the way forward.

Le grinned straight, wishing that He Yuzhu would give some pointers, even his rough behavior felt that it was a sign of intimacy.

For a while, everyone in the cafeteria's favor towards He Yuzhu rose to the stage of admiration.

Not long after, Niu Aihua, the secretary of the trade union, came in, looked at He Yuzhu with a happy face, and said loudly:
"Zhuzi, the work grade test has been finalized. It will be tomorrow morning. You have to prepare well. I lost my old nose strength to jump in line for you."

He Yuzhu was overjoyed when he heard this, "Thank you, sister-in-law, I knew you are kind-hearted, otherwise why would there be so many officers in the trade union, and I would choose you to come when you are on duty.

Not everyone says that you are the kindest person in our factory.

You helped me so much today, without saying anything, I have to thank you brother. "

Then they clapped their hands, ready to show their hands and make an authentic Northeast famous dish 'Di San Xian' to thank Niu Aihua.

"Three delicacies from the ground!"

Niu Aihua's eyes lit up, she swallowed, and said insincerely:
"This dish is very oily. I appreciate your kindness, Zhuzi, but my sister can't afford this blessing."

"Sister-in-law, what did you say, the oil is in the stomach to make the best use of it, and it is a waste to put it outside."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he ignored her and started to play Go, wash his hands and chop vegetables.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was going to cook three delicacies, a famous Northeast dish, everyone in the cafeteria gathered around to join in the fun.

This local three fresh dish is an authentic home-cooked dish of Northeast people. It is as famous as chicken stewed mushrooms and pig-killing dishes.

Even because the cost is lower than the last two dishes, it is more popular and is one of the dishes that chefs in the Northland must master.

However, it is precisely because the ground three delicacies are very common, if you want to do it well and get the approval of the big guys, you can't do it without two real methods.

Everyone wants to steal a lesson from He Yuzhu.

Ma Hua glanced at everyone with some resentment, and really wanted to tell you all these bad money to go away, the master is mine.

He Yuzhu ignored everything that happened in the kitchen.

The moment he put on the apron and picked up the kitchen knife, he entered another world.

In the world, there are only dishes in front of you and the knife in your hand, that's all.

Pick up an eggplant and press it on the chopping board, the blade will vibrate slightly, making a uniform and pleasant sound, and the eggplant is cut in just a few blinks of an eye.

The same goes for potatoes.

He cooks and has a devout belief.

In the eyes of everyone, He Yuzhu seemed to be a different person when cooking, exuding a strong aura, a charm that made people quiet and obediently watched his performance.

"I seem to have only seen this breath in Duan Lao before."

Niu Aihua murmured to herself, and then she couldn't help but laugh too. Mr. Duan is the chief engineer of the steel factory. I heard that he is an academician, but he is a big shot at the top of the academic world.

If I compare He Yuzhu with his old man, if someone finds out, I'm sure I'll be scolded bloody.

"It's just, it's really similar."

Niu Aihua couldn't help muttering, and saw that He Yuzhu had picked up the net bag and threw the sliced ​​eggplant slices and potato slices into the pot.

Everything is so flowing, everything is so pleasing to the eye.

Seeing He Yuzhu cooking seriously, focused and full of charm, Niu Aihua discovered for the first time that a man who cooks can be so handsome.

Just as she was thinking wildly, a strange fragrance permeated the air.

She sniffled, feeling the urge to burst into tears, and she suddenly remembered the scene of her mother making ground delicacies for herself on the day she got married.

Her old man handed out a rough clay bowl, filled with hot ground three delicacies, "Nizi, eat it."

He Yuzhu sent out the bowl, "Sister Hua, do you like it after a taste? Sister Hua, Sister Hua?"

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, and Niu Aihua just woke up like a dream, wiped away her tears and said, "Sorry, I was blinded by the sand."

After speaking, he picked up a slice of eggplant and put it in his mouth.

The fragrance explodes in the taste buds in an instant, rushing straight to the internal organs, and the whole body is surrounded by a feeling of happiness.

Niu Aihua raised her head and closed her eyes to enjoy the lingering fragrance between her lips and teeth. She had to admit that this was indeed not her mother's taste.

It's [-] times better than my mother's.

She couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the chopsticks and quickly wiped out the delicious food in front of her.

At this time, it's time for breakfast.

The rich aroma escaped, causing the early comers to salivate, and everyone rushed to eat He Yuzhu's fried food.

Unfortunately, He Yuzhu doesn't cook breakfast at all.

"I said, He Yuzhu, you are really not authentic. Soldiers kill with knives, literati kill with pens, and you kill with vegetables."

The big foodie Shen Junru laughed and scolded: "After eating the food you cooked, I couldn't eat the food I made myself when I went back last night. I couldn't fall asleep all night. He Yuzhu, you are not wicked."

"Mr. Shen is right. Master He, your cooking skills are so good. I ate your dishes yesterday and went back to eat my mother-in-law's. My mother-in-law almost kicked me out of the shop because of the bad taste in my mouth."

"It doesn't matter if you play on the floor, I just said it's not delicious, but your sister-in-law pulled me into the room and closed the door, tossing me all night..."

Another worker's speech caused everyone to show lingering fear.

Going up the mountain of knives or going down into the sea of ​​fire is better than going into the room with your wife.

"I suggest that you, He Yuzhu, take care of the lunch at noon today. Otherwise, we should go to the factory leader and complain, saying that you are paid and not working."

Shen Junru shouted fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

The others booed when they heard the words, clamoring to eat He Yuzhu's craftsmanship.

Qin Huairu, who just came over to see this kind of lively scene, was stupefied. She was busy working on sticky things all day yesterday, so she didn't even know the legendary story of He Yuzhu showing off his might in the cafeteria.

"Sister Wang, what's the matter with everyone, isn't it just a meal, it's so happy to use, and it's not cheap." Qin Huairu asked the fellow workers.

Sister Wang is also a nice person, so she told what happened to He Yuzhu yesterday, saying:
"Sister, Master He seems to be a third-level chef, and if he is promoted to another level, he can enter...cook and eat.

You said, can the meals he cooks be simple!

I see, Master He will become the director of the cafeteria sooner or later, that is, a cadre.

At that time, he will definitely not cook, even if he does, it will not be our turn to eat. If we don't try something new now, we will have no chance in the future. "

Sister Wang was beaming with joy.

There was only one sentence in Qin Huairu's ears, "Zhuzi is going to be promoted to a third-level chef, and he is going to be the director of the canteen..."

This sentence echoed in her mind, she looked at He Yuzhu among the stars, and for some reason, a strong sense of unwillingness came to her heart.

All of this originally belonged to me, mine!
"I want to take it back, take back everything that belongs to me." Qin Huairu shouted presumptuously from a voice in his heart.

(End of this chapter)