Hello, I'm He Yuzhu

Chapter 529
After solving the thieves, Li Haijun and the Seventh Boy went to the dormitory area.

"Seventh boy, you've been a little out of business recently."

"Brother Jun'er, brother-in-law, please forgive me."

The seventh boy wailed: "My wrist will be useless after practicing."

Li Haijun: "Go back and apply it with a wet towel, don't you understand?"

How did you live so big?

But he didn't ask this question. The Song family had six daughters in a row, and it was so hard to have such a single seedling. Not only Song's father, but also Song's mother were afraid of melting, and even the six sisters were holding them in their hands for fear of falling. .

When there was a famine, life was so difficult, and the seventh boy was not hungry, so he knew how well the family protected him.

But there is no quick way to practice knife skills, practice makes perfect, there is no other way.

In order to arouse the enthusiasm of Seventh Boy, in order to stimulate his good friend and brother-in-law, Li Haijun decided to teach him a little fur.

"Take a few days off. I will teach you a home-cooked dish these days."

The seventh boy jumped three feet high: "Really?"

"Well, when your wrist is swollen, continue to practice. You can't let go of knife skills."

If he could learn how to cook, Qi Xiaozi felt that it would not be unbearable to continue practicing knife skills.

The next day.

Because he spent the middle of the night last night, Li's father was used to seeing that Li Haijun didn't wake up, so he didn't call Li Haijun for dinner.

It was already past nine o'clock, and Seventh Boy had been waiting for Li Haijun in the kitchen, but he hadn't seen him.

"Master Qian, I'm going to find Jun'er."

When Master Qian heard this, his brother-in-law was looking for his brother-in-law, how could he not agree?

"Go ahead, don't worry if you have something to do."

The Seventh Boy trotted over to Li Haijun's dormitory.

"Jun'er, wake up."

Li Haijun, who was shaken awake by the Seventh Boy, was sleepy: "It's dawn? What time is it?"

The Seventh Boy whispered kindly in his ear: "It's almost ten o'clock."

"Keep down, I'm not deaf."

He rubbed his buzzing ears.

Li Haijun got up unhurriedly and washed up.

"Why are you looking for me?"

The Seventh Boy felt stuffy in his chest: "Jun'er, you don't have amnesia, do you?"

"Last night, you said you were going to teach me how to cook today."

Li Haijun patted his head: "Oh, I remembered."

The two went to the kitchen, and Li Haijun saw dried tofu.

Master Qian smiled and said: "Chief Li, Director Cui just sent it, and I want you to make it at noon."

Looking at a pound of dried tofu, Li Haijun thought of what to do.

"Seventh boy, I will teach you how to make dried tofu with sharp pepper."

Li Haijun washed his hands again and used his special kitchen knife.

"Look, this cut is a rhombus."

Seventh Boy: "It's so pretty!"

Li Haijun was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Do you remember?"

Seventh boy: "I can't remember it so simple? I'm not a mallet."

Next, Li Haijun began to chop peppers.

"Jun'er, why did you pick out the chili seeds?"

"What if someone doesn't like spicy food? Without the chili seeds, the green chili is fine even if it's a little spicy."

"Oh!" Seventh Boy was thoughtful, and felt that what Li Haijun said was moral.

Next, boil the water and blanch the dried tofu in the water. Li Haijun reminded: "Be careful, the next step is the key."

Seventh Boy didn't even blink his eyes, Li Haijun put a little alkaline noodles into the tumbling pot.

At this time, the other cooks wanted to steal their skills, but Seventh Boy's big board blocked their sight.

"Jun'er, the water is green."

"Well, remember not to blanch the water for too long."

Li Haijun took out the dried tofu and put it in cold water.

There is quite a lot of dried tofu in a catty, Li Haijun specially kept two taels for the seventh boy to practice.

Thicken with garlic cloves, chopped green onion, and water starch.

Li Haijun's movements were done in one go, but he didn't go too fast and slowed down as much as possible, just to let Seventh Boy see the process clearly.

Take the dried tofu out of the pan and put it on a plate.

Li Haijun left Seventh Boy alone to recall.

"Nan Yi, what's for lunch this afternoon?"

Nanyi put a small frying spoon: "Just one potato chip and one fungus soup."

Li Haijun: "Give me a peeled potato."

Li Haijun fried another hot and sour potato shreds.

"Liu Minggan, go and tell Liu Feng that I'm cooking early, so let the factory leader come to dinner half an hour earlier."

"Okay, Chief Li, I'll go right away."

Liu Feng heard Liu Ming dare to say that Li Haijun was in charge of cooking at noon today, and he didn't care about half an hour in advance, so he called other people in the office to eat together.

Those who are qualified to have dinner with Liu Feng are the leaders of various departments, not many of them.

At this time, Li Haijun started with the simplest one, the Seventh Boy, and the Seventh Boy cut two taels of dried tofu in a decent way, and his knife skills were not in vain.

There was a problem when boiling water.

Li Haijun: "The time is too short, it's a bit hard."

"After a long time, you can see for yourself that the dried tofu is soft and rotten."

Li Haijun was helpless: "When the water boils, you can count dozens in your heart, try it."

The seventh boy who obeyed the order said happily: "Jun'er, it's done this time."

"It's done, you just cook, what do you want me to do?"

There are only two taels of dried tofu in total, and Qi Xiaozi uses a little bit every time to experiment.

"Faded."

"It's salty."

"The garlic cloves and scallions are all mushy."

"The cornstarch is too thick."

There are only two taels of dry tofu in total. The Seventh Boy wants to continue but finds that there are no ingredients.

At this time, Liu Feng and the others also came, and Li Haijun followed them to dinner.

"Seventh boy, remember every process, go back to buy some dried tofu at night and practice at home by yourself."

Seventh Boy nodded: "Well, I remember."

In the small dining room, everyone praised Li Haijun's delicious and tender dried tofu.

In fact, it was because he blanched the water, and other cooks did not blanch the dried tofu with alkaline noodles, so it was naturally different.

have eaten.

Liu Feng: "Navy, those two coworkers who stole food last night have already been fined to clean the toilet."

Li Haijun: "That's it. With Nanyi in the kitchen, the big pot of rice for the workers will also be improved in the future."

Director Cui: "You still have the ability. In the past, Nanyi was not allowed to eat oil and salt. This time I went back to the kitchen to observe it. You are very honest."

"What method did you use to make him so obedient?"

"Hahaha!" Li Haijun said with a smile: "Without him, it's because he doesn't want to continue to clean the toilet. Besides, I have set rules for the cafeteria. There is no rule without rules. If Nanyi wants to become a master chef again, he has to follow the rules. .”

"I don't think he'll ever want to go back to cleaning toilets."

At noon, Li Haijun returned to the dormitory and continued to sleep.

Liang Ladi came with Xiu'er in her arms.

"Navy, don't fall asleep and wake up."

"Comfortable, what's the matter?"

Liang Ladi choked with sobs: "Xiuer, Xiuer..."

Liang Ladi opened Xiu'er's clothes first, revealing her chubby belly, it turned out that Xiu'er was greedy for eating too many sweet potatoes.

It's still half-baked, and the stomach of a child is too fragile to digest, and it swells like a ball to death.

"Give me Xiu'er, let's go to the infirmary,"

Li Haijun took Xiu'er and led Liang Ladi to the infirmary.

Ding Qiunan saw his eyes light up, and was about to say something, but when he saw Xiu'er in his arms, he changed into a working expression.

"Doctor Ding, my Xiu'er..."

After listening to Liang Ladi's narration, Ding Qiunan hurriedly said: "Quickly, put her head down and let her open her mouth so as not to suffocate."

"Li Haijun, go to the cafeteria and get a handful of salt."

It doesn't matter if Li Haijun didn't ask, he went to the cafeteria as fast as he could, and when he came back, he was holding a salt jar in his arms.

Ding Qiunan used the enamel jar he used to drink water to fill up with warm salt water.

"Give her this concentrated salt water, which can induce vomiting."

As a mother, Liang Ladi couldn't take care of that much anymore, so she grabbed Xiu'er's mouth and poured it down.

Ding Qiunan took the spittoon and placed it under Xiu'er.

Then she touched the arch of the pharynx and the posterior wall of the pharynx with the tongue depressor, and Xiu'er really spat it out.

"Wow", spit it out.

Watching Xiu'er vomit again, all the bile came out, Ding Qiunan gave her some glucose.

Liang Ladi cried bitterly as she hugged Xiu'er, whose stomach had collapsed, and then beat the child.

Li Haijun stopped him.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"She is not greedy, can this happen? You scared me to death if you didn't know."

Li Haijun held Xiu'er in his arms: "Xiu'er, do you know if you come to me when you are hungry?"

"No more undercooked food."

The listless Xiu'er nodded with a pale face: "Uncle Haijun, Xiu'er knows."

Ding Qiunan on the side looked at Li Haijun with little stars in his eyes.

This is a kind-hearted, loving man.

Li Haijun: "Master, didn't I give you food stamps a few days ago?"

Liang Ladi said guiltily: "Blame me, I'm afraid of the hard life, and I don't want to eat food when I have it, I always want to save it."

"Since Xiu'er is fine, don't blame yourself."

"Xiu'er, go to Uncle's house, and Uncle will make steamed egg custard for you."

Xiu'er's stomach is empty now, she can only drink some porridge, egg custard is softer and more nutritious than porridge.

During this period, the infirmary in the factory did not charge money, and all medical treatment was at public expense.

Li Haijun and Liang Ladi left Xiu'er in their arms. Before parting, they just nodded and smiled at Ding Qiunan.

Just as Li Haijun left here, Nanyi came again.

Ding Qiunan felt a headache when he looked at Nan Yi who was like a dog skin plaster.

I have rejected him eight hundred times, why is he so shameless?

When a woman falls in love with a man, no matter what the man does, it will shine brightly in her heart.

When a woman doesn't love a man, no matter how the man licks the dog, it will be useless in her heart, and she will even have thoughts of disgust.

"Nan Yi, Master Nan, can you stop coming to the infirmary?"

"You have seriously affected my work and life."

Nan Yi: "Just because of Li Haijun?"

Ding Qiunan didn't shy away from it, and said firmly, "Yes, I don't want him to misunderstand."

When Nan Yi returned to the cafeteria, he heard about Li Haijun and Liu Yatou.

If Li Haijun is single, Nanyi is self-aware that he can't grab Li Haijun, but Li Haijun is about to get married, isn't Ding Qiunan still his own?

"Doctor Ding, it's impossible for you to be with him."

Ding Qiunan: "You mean the girl from the textile factory, right?"

Nan Yi stared, with an unbelievable and surprised expression: "Since you know everything, why don't you give up?"

"You are destroying the relationship between husband and wife by doing this."

Ding Qiunan sternly said: "Nanyi, don't talk nonsense, how can I destroy the relationship between husband and wife?"

Nan Yi: "Don't you know? They are going to get married in eleventh."

Ding Qiunan grabbed Nanyi's arm excitedly, his nails pierced Nanyi's skin because of too much force: "Who did you listen to?"

Although Nanyi was in pain, he still endured it, as long as Ding Qiunan could change his mind, this little pain was nothing.

"Our seventh boy in the kitchen, Song Lei."

"Yes, he is the younger brother of the girl from the textile factory."

"His words can't be false, can they?"

Hearing this, Ding Qiunan lost all strength and sat down on a chair.

Then he lay down on the table, crying silently.

She was crying for herself, and for the relationship that hadn't started yet.

Nanyi: "Doctor Ding, you..."

Ding Qiunan looked at Nanyi with tearful eyes, the hatred in her eyes was undisguised, she blamed Nanyi for telling herself such cruel news.

If Nanyi didn't tell himself, he wouldn't be in such pain.

Needle pricks, pain like a knife cut.

"roll!"

Ding Qiunan is a very self-cultivated person, being able to say this word to Nanyi in a tense manner at this time is enough to see that her mentality has collapsed and her heart is broken.

Seeing Ding Qiunan with such an ugly face, Nanyi also knew that he was annoying at this time, so he left in embarrassment.

No one was there, and the infirmary fell silent.

Ding Qiunan's tears dripped down her cheeks, no matter what, since Li Haijun was getting married, all her hopes and illusions of Ding Qiunan were shattered.

This man has nothing to do with her in the future, and she can no longer have any hope of having any entanglements with him.

In the afternoon, Ding Qiunan asked for leave, because the main factory sent a resident doctor, and when Ding Qiunan asked for leave, someone took her place.

After returning home, Ding Qiunan shut himself in the room.

Ding Rushan and Ding's mother only cared about it superficially. They were more concerned about Ding Qiunan's salary and quota.

Ding Qiunan lay prone on the bed, the pillow was wet with tears.

There is always Li Haijun in my mind, lingering.

It was when she needed help the most that Li Haijun appeared again and again.

This man saw his embarrassment and fragility, and he fell in love with him, but it was too late.

There is a regret of meeting the right person at the wrong time.

Ding Qiunan only hoped that in his next life, he would wake up early, stop being arrogant, and be able to support each other with Li Haijun in the next life and spend the rest of his life together.

Crying and crying, Ding Qiunan didn't know when he fell asleep.

In the evening, Li Haijun sent Liu Yatou home, Song's father and Song's mother were very enthusiastic.

The Seventh Boy came back and made dried tofu with sharp peppers. Although it was not as good as him, it was still more delicious than ordinary people's.

What's more, children are always the best in the eyes of their parents.

After repeated attempts, Seventh Boy used several catties of dried tofu, and finally made it look good.

Li Haijun looked at Seventh Boy's masterpiece and took a sip.

Commented: "Not bad."

Hearing this comment, Seventh Boy couldn't help being a little sad.

I even have some self-doubt, could it be that I really don't have the talent to learn how to cook?
Li Haijun went on: "But who do you compare the points with? Compared with the other masters in the back kitchen, but for this dish, you are only better than them, not weaker,"

"There is no shortcut to cooking. If you cook a lot in the future, you will get better and better when you master the heat."

Seventh boy is full of confidence now.

"Jun'er, how do I compare with Nan Yi?"

Li Haijun wanted to ask him, who gave you the confidence?

Is it the song of courage?
"Nanyi's culinary skills are not only famous in our factory, but also in the capital. If you want to catch up with him, you have to practice for a few years."

"But don't be discouraged. If you really have Nanyi's skills, you and your family will never be hungry. The old saying goes that a cook can't die of starvation in three years of drought."

Song's father and Song's mother also encouraged the seventh boy.

"Xiaoqi, don't be discouraged, you can learn from your brother-in-law slowly, since they are all from your own family, how can your brother-in-law not teach you wholeheartedly?"

Mother Song's words were obviously for Li Haijun to hear.

In this day and age, those with skills are generally not passed on to outsiders, even males but not females.

The seventh boy was just his brother-in-law, and he was taught for the sake of the sixth girl's face, and he didn't even have a serious apprenticeship.

However, Li Haijun is not a person who cherishes himself with his broom, even for the sake of the sixth girl, he will do his best to teach the seventh boy.

"Hehe, Auntie is right, you have been with me for a few years, and then you can also be the chef in Dachang."

(End of this chapter)