Siheyuan: Start shelling Qin Huairu

Chapter 70 Another Wave of Calculations

Early in the morning, He Yuzhu woke up from a deep sleep.

First, he ran around the steel mill three times, sweating all over his body, and found a place where no one was there. He Yuzhu drilled into the space and came to the side of the stream.

The sweet potatoes in the field had just been planted, and He Yuzhu searched expectantly, but found that no seedlings had grown. Even though he had prepared himself, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

Only then did he break the unreasonable idea that this is a magical space, knowing that this is an ordinary space farm, and there is no magical space spring water and the function of speeding up the flow of time.

"Hey, why is there no such magical spring water that can be harvested with just a drop?"

He Yuzhu sighed, got into the creek, and scrubbed his body.

Instead, he found that the main function of this space to produce food reserves has not yet seen the effect, but the functions of hiding things and taking a bath are more practical.

Just like yesterday, he threw the gold bars snatched from Xu Damao directly into the space. Even if Di Renjie reappeared and Bao Zheng came back to life, there would be absolutely no clues.

He thought that this function might come in handy in the future.

And the function of bathing is also very practical.

The siheyuan is so crowded, and the accommodation is tight. Every household does not have its own bathroom. If you have a small size, you use a urinal.

Otherwise, just wipe your body with a basin of water, and you can't take a serious bath several times a year.

Let’s not talk about money or not, it’s just too much trouble.

Especially He Yuzhu, who is exercising every day and has to take a bath. If there is no space, he can't decide whether he will stop his martial arts training because bathing is too troublesome.

"Hey, Zhuzi, you dress up so vigorously."

The third master Yan Bugui saw He Yuzhu wearing new clothes, his eyes lit up and he greeted him warmly.

"Well, go and take care of the things at hand earlier, so as to free up time for the assessment." He Yuzhu nodded.

"Okay, it's ten o'clock, I'll transfer the class with someone, and I will come early to encourage you."

Yan Bugui walked around He Yuzhu, no matter how he looked, he suddenly patted his head, went home, took a pen and walked out, and pinned it to He Yuzhu's chest pocket.

With an extra pen, He Yuzhu has a more scholarly taste.

"Okay, this is much better."

Yan Bugui clapped his hands, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"Thank you, Third Master, I'll treat you to a drink when I come back."

He Yuzhu also felt that the taste was improved, so he didn't refuse, and strode out. Along the way, he met older girls and younger daughters-in-law who got up early to cook and greeted them warmly.

"Master He, is there a happy event, dressed so formally?"

Li Chu, the doctor next door, was called early in the morning to see the auntie. He happened to see He Yuzhu going out in a neat Chinese tunic suit, and asked curiously.

"Zhuzi, you're promising. Today, I'm going to take the exam for a third-level chef. There are nine out of ten times when I come back, I'll get the salary of a sixth-level worker, and I'm about to catch up with the old man."

The aunt said with emotion.

The old man next to him, Yi Zhonghai, groaned and felt a little tight in his chest. He felt that He Yuzhu was getting more and more inclined to break free from his control.

If he became a sixth-level worker and the director of the cafeteria, would he still be willing to provide for himself?

The uncle's heart is heavy, and he has been bored all his life, why is it so difficult to support himself.

"A third-level chef, isn't that equivalent to a sixth-level worker!" Li Chu exclaimed when he heard this, envious.

Although he is a doctor, he is treated better than a cook, but his rank is low, far inferior to that of a third-level chef.

When they met the night before yesterday, he knew that He Yuzhu was not a thing in the pond, and that he would flourish sooner or later, but he didn't expect that He Yuzhu's rise would be so fast. In just three days, he had to complete an achievement that most people would never achieve in a lifetime.

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"Master, it has been decided. Your topic today is to ask you to fry a drunken goose within an hour, and you must obtain the approval votes of [-]% of the workers' representatives."

The MCA application came over seriously.

In order to prevent He Yuzhu from being prepared, the topic was decided early this morning, and Niu Aihua sent it over so that he could prepare the ingredients early.

I also gave meat tickets and money.

It's just that the drunk goose's exam question is really unpopular.

"It seems that either the trade union or the factory leadership, some people don't want me to be promoted."

He Yuzhu was thoughtful, this dish clearly made it difficult for him.

You know, the most classic way to eat Drunken Goose is in Shunde, Guangdong, while He Yuzhu's under-the-box cooking skills are Tan's dishes from the northern cuisine.

The former pays attention to lightness and respects the original taste of food.

The latter, typical Kung Fu cuisine, pays attention to all kinds of food, and the monarch and ministers assist envoys, which are completely opposite to each other.

For ordinary people, it is difficult to master two very different cuisines at the same time.

This is like asking the national football team to have a full moon scimitar. Isn't this purely to make things difficult for others.

Plus, there's an invisible trap.

That is, even if He Yuzhu really made the classic signature dish of Shunde, Guangdong, Drunken Goose authentic, it is also considered authentic by Cantonese, and northerners may not like it.

After all, you can't ask northerners who like thick oily red sauce to like light boiled chicken, right?

If the other party has the intention to cheat people, as long as all the worker representatives are replaced by northerners, even if He Yuzhu is a good cook, even if the taste is not right, the worker representatives may not vote in favor.

Do you focus on cooking well, or please the tastes of the workers' representatives?
This is a question that has to be considered.

He Yuzhu was not sure about paying attention, so he told everyone in the kitchen about his concerns, and asked everyone to share their opinions.

"hiss!"

Zhang Dabiao took a breath when he heard this, and only then did he realize that there was such a deep mystery hidden in this seemingly simple exam question.

That is, Master He, whose culinary skills have reached a state of perfection, and he is familiar with all the classic and famous dishes from all over the world, so that he can see the problems at a glance.

"The opinions of the judges are the most important. I think Master, you still have to follow the tastes of the workers' representatives."

Ma Hua took a deep breath, his voice trembling when he said this.

"Yes, the assessment is more important. Anyway, those big bosses don't know what the authentic Shunde Drunken Goose is, as long as it is delicious."

Zhang Dabiao and others also agreed with this idea.

In their words, there is nothing to say about Master He's craftsmanship. He can swallow people's tongues in everything he does.

Besides, as long as those big bosses see meat to eat, none of them will be satisfied.

He Yuzhu nodded when he heard the words, and felt that what they said made sense, so he took Ma Hua and Cao Jin to the vegetable market to buy geese.

What made them feel bad was that the best goose in the vegetable market had already been preempted.

"Master He, you said it was just a coincidence. Why are you all buying geese today, and you all said that you want to be a drunk goose." Lao Li, a vegetable seller, asked curiously.

A goose weighs seven to eight catties at least, and usually only big factories need so much to entertain guests. Today, so many people buy it all at once, which is the first time he has encountered it in his decades of career.

Cao Jin was clever, and said calmly: "We don't know, it's just that the leader calls for food.

By the way, Master Li, who buys geese today, what do they buy for? "

"Hey, except you cooks from big factories, who can afford goose these days."

Lao Li patted his head, "Let me think about it, by the way, there is a woman who used to own a private tavern under Zhengyangmen, she seems to be called Xu Huizhen or something."

"Well, there is also Master Chu from the heavy machinery factory next door to you.

By the way, there are also two masters, Cai Tao from your canteen, who said that they will be assessed today. "

"Hey, aren't you from the canteen, you don't know what they are going to do?"

Lao Li asked confusedly.

He Yuzhu and the other five were in no mood to pay attention to him, and a feeling of being calculated came to their hearts again.

(End of this chapter)