The opening of the courtyard is a proficiency panel

Chapter 61

When Fatty Zhou came, he said that the leader wanted to see him. Although He Daqing felt a little surprised, he was not particularly surprised.

He has also encountered this kind of thing, and the taste of the hospitality meal in the past is in line with the leader's wishes.

There are also leaders who want to see him, after all, isn't it just for a little desire in life?
Appetite is also among them, and some leaders even like to eat.

This is all human nature. Some leaders even ate the hospitality meal he cooked and still couldn't forget it. They specially invited him to cook at home, and of course it was not free.

They will all give money, and He Daqing is not surprised by this. It is probably because the dishes he cooked were appreciated by the leaders again this time.

He Daqing simply tidied up, and followed the canteen director Fatty Zhou to meet the leader. Even if he was killed, he would never have thought that the dishes that fit the leader's taste were not made by him at all.

It was made by his son He Yuzhu. He followed Fatty Zhou to the reception room. Fatty Zhou walked in first, and whispered in Lou Zhenhua's ear, "Director, Master He from the back kitchen has arrived..."

"Where is the man?"

"Just waiting outside."

"Let people in."

"it is good."

Fatty Zhou walked over, opened the door and let He Daqing in.

"Hello leaders, I am Master He who cooks for us in the back kitchen..."

He Daqing said humbly that although he was a fool in the courtyard, the three uncles in the courtyard were not taken seriously by him.

But when facing the leader, He Daqing is still very well-behaved. After all, just one sentence can determine his life for any one of them.

Of course, this is a new era. In the past, people who came in had to kowtow and kneel first, and no matter how bad they were, they had to bend down and bow, serving them like a slave.

Unlike now, even though He Daqing is a cook, he can stand up straight in front of the leader and say what he does.

Ye Guohua looked at He Daqing with great interest and said, "You made all these dishes today?"

"Yes, leader."

He Daqing nodded, and Ye Guohua smiled and said, "I have no other reason to ask you here, but the flavor of your hometown is too strong. The taste I ate in my hometown in Sichuan is exactly the same as this one. I didn't expect to be able to eat such authentic Sichuan food in the capital, especially the mapo tofu and twice-cooked pork. It is delicious and spicy, and the returned meat is delicate and compact, and it melts in the mouth. Speaking of which, I haven't been back for several years."

Ye Guohua was filled with emotion, but he didn't notice that He Daqing was stunned. Twice-cooked pork and mapo tofu were not his own dishes, but his own bastard's. He didn't expect to be favored by the leader and praised repeatedly.

He Daqing found it a little unbelievable, but he had to believe it. After all, it was impossible for the leader to call him here specifically to make such a joke with him.

So saying that all this is true, He Daqing was relieved, but at the same time felt a little embarrassed.

After all, all the dishes that the leader praised were his son He Yuzhu's dishes, and only the dishes he cooked by himself were not mentioned by the leader.

It's really embarrassing!

He Daqing didn't know what to say. When he was in the back kitchen, he saw and tasted the dishes his son made, and he also praised them.

But I didn't expect that these two dishes were so in line with the leader's wishes. The leader's appearance was obviously overwhelmed by his son's craftsmanship.

"By the way, Master He cooks such authentic dishes. I want to ask where you are from?"

He Daqing was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "I'm from the capital."

"No, I mean where is your hometown, where is your ancestral home?"

"In the capital city, our old He family has always lived in this capital city, old Beijinger."

"Oh?"

Ye Guohua was taken aback. He originally thought that He Daqing might be his fellow villager, but he didn't expect that he wasn't.

But it is strange that Sichuan cuisine is so authentic.

After thinking about it, Ye Guohua said with a smile: "Master He, if there is a chance in the future, if I am greedy, can I invite you to my house to cook a meal alone, you can rest assured that you will not let your work go to waste."

He Daqing was a little surprised, it seems that the dishes made by his stupid son really taste extraordinary.

It is possible to confuse the leader like this, but should he tell the truth?

After thinking about it, he still said: "Leader, Lou Dong, I think you all misunderstood."

Several people were taken aback when they heard the words, Ye Guohua said: "What did Master He say? Why did you misunderstand?"

He Daqing said: "Leader, the mapo tofu and twice-cooked pork you mentioned are all made by my son He Yuzhu, not me."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Ye Guohua and the others were shocked, but even Lou Zhenhua felt a little unbelievable.

Of course he knew about He Yuzhu, He Daqing's son.

He Daqing once asked his relationship to get his son to the back kitchen of the factory, and he also heard about this incident occasionally.

I didn't take it to heart, I didn't expect this He Yuzhu to have this ability, green out of blue is better than blue.

Ye Guohua said: "Master He, are you sure?"

He Daqing smiled bitterly and said, "Leader, I dare not lie to you. Except that my son made mapo tofu and twice-cooked pork, he also made hot and sour potato shreds and braised pork. As for the rest of the dishes, I cooked them. After reporting the menu yesterday, he felt that there were too many dishes, so he wanted to help me share some, so I asked him to cook."

After He Daqing finished speaking, the reception room fell into a strange silence. After boasting for a long time, it turned out that the person who actually made these dishes was his son.

He Daqing said, "Leader, why don't I call him here for you to meet?"

Ye Guohua waved his hand and said, "No need, we are just curious about who made these dishes."

Lou Zhenhua also regained his composure, and said, "Master He, there's nothing else to do, you should go back first."

"Okay, Director Lou."

He Daqing walked out of the reception room and returned to the back kitchen. He Yuzhu saw it and said something.

"Father, are you back?"

"Ah."

He Daqing responded, looking at his silly son, he felt extremely complicated emotions in his heart for a while.

Feeling relieved, regretful, guilty, and somewhat helpless, he still has to leave the capital after all.

This time, his son showed his face in front of Director Lou and those leaders, and made his reputation known.

In the future, those greedy leaders might ask He Yuzhu to cook at their homes. When they get to know these leaders, no matter what they do in the future, they will have a network.

He Daqing felt very relieved. It was almost the end of the afternoon when Fatty Zhou arrived beaming.

With the bonus rewarded by Director Lou, when He Daqing proposed to make He Yuzhu a regular, Fatty Zhou agreed without even thinking about it, even saving the assessment process.

So far, He Yuzhu has become an official chef, not an apprentice anymore.

PS: Begging for rewards and monthly tickets
There are easter egg chapters in this chapter, which are purely for appreciation and not for other purposes.

(End of this chapter)