Siheyuan: Superb comprehension? All skills are perfect

When leaving the compound, He Yuzhu met Yi Zhonghai who was also going to work. In the past, the two always went out together, but at this moment, He Yuzhu left without saying hello.

Looking at He Yuzhu's leaving back, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but want to speak, but he thought of his change in identity. He was no longer known as the master of the Yi family. In addition, the relationship between He Yuzhu and the director of the street office was complicated, so he chose to remain silent.

Yi Zhonghai does have intentions of plotting against He Yuzhu, and is also willing to support the Jia family, but he will act with caution to ensure his own safety and interests are not harmed.

He Yuzhu gained the support of the director and easily overthrew his "own people"

status, so he must re-evaluate whether it is worth provoking this force.

After arriving at the steel rolling mill, He Yuzhu walked straight into the kitchen and saw Ma Hua waiting there.

"Master!" As soon as Ma Hua saw He Yuzhu, he immediately took the thermos bottle that had been filled long ago and prepared to make tea for him, "I'll pour water for you now."

“Okay, just use the tea leaves I brought.

"He Yuzhu took out the tea purchased with points from the storage without hesitation.

In today's era, being an apprentice is really harder than being a son. Without the ability to read people's expressions, it is difficult to learn the true skills from a master.

"Master, your tea is so fragrant.

“Ma Hua skillfully placed the teapot on the table and looked at the master expectantly.

“Make it yourself if you like.

"As he spoke, He Yuzhu took the pot, opened the lid and blew on it to cool it down, reminding people that tea was expensive and difficult to obtain in this era.

“No, no, no, I don’t really like tea. Even the best tea tastes the same.

"Ma Hua quickly shook his head and declined.

"Whatever you want," He Yuzhu naturally didn't want to force it, and then asked: "By the way, Huazi, how about we go to solve the problem during lunch? Is it inconvenient for you?"

"Very convenient, no problem!" Ma Hua nodded in reply, and secretly glanced in the direction of the kitchen door to make sure no one would overhear.

He Yuzhu was very satisfied to see all this. It was obvious that his suggestions were heard and remembered by the other party last night.

The work in the cafeteria was not too busy during breakfast. In order to save extra effort points today, He Yuzhu abandoned his usual lazy habits. He took over the cooking work in the name of teaching, and even did not miss out on details such as steamed buns and corn bread.

After all the work was done, the big pot of lunch was ready.

Although the ingredients have not changed, under the skillful hands of Master He, the flavor is very different from the usual ones and is equally mouth-watering! Yesterday, the employees who had lunch in Canteen 1 returned to their respective workshops and praised Master He's cooking skills. Today, the number of people who chose Canteen 1 for lunch has increased significantly.

“How can the chef make such delicious food with ordinary ingredients?”

"Compared to my wife's work, Master He is simply an artist!"

"Don't bother thinking about it. In this world, if you have food to eat, just cherish it!"

"Yes, I heard that someone starved to death outside."

“Shh, don’t talk about that.

Be careful not to get burned.

"

"The dishes that Chef He makes are already so good, I wonder how good his home-cooked stir-fries are?"

"Do I need to think more? Every time the factory entertains guests, our chef He is always the chef!!"

“I still remember the days when Master He treated me to a banquet, and I still remember the taste.

"

……

After a busy lunch, He Yuzhu and everyone ate together in the kitchen.

The biggest advantage of being a canteen worker is that you don’t have to worry about going hungry.

If you happen to meet a generous cook, you can take some leftover food back.

He Yuzhu did not care too much about this situation. After all, as the old saying goes, no one can be perfect.

“If the water is clear, there will be no fish.”

He knew that the factory health department was well aware of the small private interests of the canteen staff.

Of course, these are the tacit rules of the game. Without a careful search, who cares what is in the lunch box?

Think about the large-scale canteen with thousands of workers. How many people would bring their own food? There is no place to start!

Besides, there are mutual benefits between various departments.

For example, film projectionists often receive delicious food and subsidies when they show films at the grassroots level; lathe operators and fitters have no shortage of tools such as wrenches and screwdrivers at home.

Where do the tools come from? They certainly don’t come out of nowhere, right?

Even the factory health department has ways to make money, and those tasks that are called receptions are actually just dinner parties. Are they really just for receptions?

After the meal, He Yuzhu found an excuse to leave the kitchen.

Although Ma Hua did not receive his eye signals, he still understood the situation, so he deliberately waited for a moment and then found an excuse to slip away.

"Master He, are you going out?"

The security guard at the gate asked politely.

"Well, I want to go outside to get some fresh air. I'll be back in a while. I won't cause any trouble to anyone."

He Yuzhu took out a few cigarettes and passed them out. Although they were not high-end Qianmen cigarettes, they were enough to comfort the security guards.

In an era of food shortages, smoking a cigarette was a luxury.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master He is here, it's safe."

In fact, it was mainly because He Yuzhu came empty-handed and had no luggage with him.

Although it was autumn, his clothes were not thick and it was difficult to tell at a glance what was hidden under them.

When working in this factory, you must never mess with the chef in the cafeteria. Otherwise, if he makes a small mistake, people will say he is looking for trouble and disrupting everyone's meals, and eventually you may also be implicated.

After chatting for a few sentences, He Yuzhu left slowly.

Not long after, Ma Hua also appeared near the gate on a bicycle.

"Hua Zi, are you going out?" The gatekeeper's attitude became noticeably enthusiastic.

“Well, go out and do something.

Ma Hua nodded in response.

He understood that this young man had some connection with the security captain and was said to be helping him with things, so he was naturally not on guard.

After arriving at the agreed location, Ma Hua found He Yuzhu smoking there with two gun bags beside him.

"Master!"

Ma Hua sped up and came closer.

"Don't linger."

He Yuzhu waved his hand and said, "One sack contains two wild boar meat legs, and the other sack contains corn cobs.

As for that gun, I have to go hunting, so I can't take it for now. Remember to bring more back, okay?"

The tone was calm but unquestionable.

“Two? Didn’t you say only one?” Ma Hua’s eyes widened instantly.

"Master, didn't you say that I only need to borrow the gun and give you a pig's leg?"

"Tell them to borrow more pigs for a while longer, and to exchange them for meat later.

This corn is just a little bit of sincerity, and we can continue to cooperate in the future."

He Yuzhu extinguished the cigarette in his hand and put it in his pocket, "Remember this."

"I know. I understand, Master."

Ma Hua responded hastily, saying that thanks to his father's instructions last night, he had no intention of asking for details.

"Come on, let me help you strap your stuff to the seat."

He Yuzhu stepped forward to help Ma Hua.

Ma Hua was well prepared and quickly secured the two sacks firmly on the back seat.

"I'm going back first, be careful."

He Yuzhu patted the bag and warned.

"Master, don't worry, everything is fine."

Ma Hua nodded in agreement.

"Oh, I see."

He Yuzhu stopped talking and turned away.

He had considered returning the Type 56 automatic rifle in his hand and then asking Ma Hua's father for another one.

However, considering that he cannot rely too much on a single channel, he chose to move slowly.

When he returned to the cafeteria kitchen, He Yuzhu leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest, as if nothing had happened.

It was almost afternoon working time when Ma Hua hurried back.

“Master.

"

“Don’t run around when you have nothing to do in the future, and take a good rest during your lunch break.

"He Yuzhu glanced at Ma Hua and gave him a reminder.

"Yes, thank you for your teachings, Master.

Ma Hua nodded quickly.

The fat guy who had been there a long time ago saw this scene and laughed in his heart, thinking that this guy must have been scolded and he deserved it.

A canteen doesn't need to cook dinner in the afternoon, so there is not much work to do.

However, He Yuzhu was not idle either. He ordered Ma Hua and Fatty to clean up the environment.

At this time, the difference in personality becomes apparent.

Ma Hua is meticulous and hardworking; Fatty is also working, but he is obviously taking shortcuts and is not very efficient.

He Yuzhu did not intervene in this regard. After all, he did not want to teach the fat man real skills, and becoming an apprentice was even more out of reach.

When it was time to get off work, He Yuzhu followed the crowd towards the factory gate. Many workers were holding lunch boxes full of food.

The guard at the door turned a blind eye to these situations - after all, he was the same.

After following the crowd out of the factory, He Yuzhu maintained his usual leisurely pace and headed straight for the designated location.

After arriving at his destination, he found a secluded corner and waited quietly.

A moment later, Ma Hua caught up with him, panting, and brought what he wanted: "Master, this is what I brought..."

He Yuzhu originally thought it was just a few boxes

"Dad asked me to get this for you."

Ma Luhua moved closer and whispered, "There's a gun inside, and the corresponding trigger assembly and what you thought.

Dad also specifically told you to use it carefully and not to be too ostentatious."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it."

He Yuzhu responded, took the bag and felt it briefly, realizing that the weapon inside seemed to be slightly different from the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle he had imagined, but he did not ask too many questions.

"I go first."

He Yuzhu picked up his bag, found an empty corner to tidy it up, took out the two sacks that had been placed inside, and returned to Ma Hua.

"This is for you, but you have to keep it low-key, remember?"

"I know, Master."

Ma Luhua was repeatedly warned by his father before leaving the house. Without any greetings or formalities, he directly fixed the sack on the back seat of the car and said, "Then I'm going."

"Go ahead, and be careful on the road."

He Yuzhu waved his hand.

After Ma Hua left, he put the bag containing the bag in a deserted place. Anyway, he would know the contents in the copy space sooner or later, so there was no need to rush to check it at the moment.

When we returned to Courtyard 95, Yan Bugui, the abacus ghost, and the flower-crazy old man were still tending to the flowers and plants on the corridor outside the moon-shaped gate.

"Hey, Zhuzi, are you back from get off work?"

As he spoke, he quickly examined He Yuzhu like a minesweeper, but found nothing unusual.

"Yes, Uncle Sanye really loves flowers and plants."

He Yuzhu nodded in response and glanced at the wilted plants. "I think it would be better to plant coriander or green onions. It's more cost-effective."

"You're right, but love is not something that can be cultivated casually."

Yan Bugui said helplessly, "I already treat it as a treasure."

"Haha, who knows."