Courtyard House: She got anxious when He Yushui wasn't licked.

Qin Huairu smiled with satisfaction as she weighed the portion.

Next, it was naturally Qin Huairu's turn to pay.

The transaction continued until almost dawn the next morning when Qin Huairu finally left with a bag of millet.

After cleaning up the traces in the cellar, Yi Zhonghai returned to the house and lay down to catch up on sleep.

While asleep, He Yuzhu smelled Yi Zhonghai's scent. He hugged Yi Zhonghai and murmured in his sleep, "Sister Qin, you smell so good."

Yi Zhonghai pushed He Yuzhu away with a look of disgust, moved away, and started to sleep with his back to He Yuzhu.

Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai opened his eyes. He lay flat on his back to sleep, not because he didn't want to turn to his side, but because he was afraid that He Yuzhu would treat him like Qin Huairu, lacking martial ethics.

"Sister Qin..." He Yuzhu called out Qin Huairu's name, as if in a dream, he and Qin Huairu were in their bridal chamber, and he was sleeping very restlessly, tossing and turning.

Chapter 132 Cooking at the Boss's House

Yi Zhonghai didn't sleep well at all because of He Yuzhu, which caused him to suffer from fatigue and have dark circles under his eyes all night.

At 7:30, Yi Zhonghai got up to go to work at the factory. He had taken leave yesterday and was now a level four fitter. Fate is truly unpredictable.

"Silly Zhu! Silly Zhu! Wake up." After waking He Yuzhu, Yi Zhonghai urged, "Get up quickly, you'll be late for work."

He Yuzhu mumbled, "I've already fired Li Huaide from the factory. I'm not going anymore. I want to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai realized that He Yuzhu had indeed been fired from the factory by Li Huaide.

Seeing that he was running out of time, Yi Zhonghai washed up and left the courtyard.

Everyone else in the compound was excited to go to the factory for the last two days of work, as the day after tomorrow would be Lunar New Year's Eve and the factory would be closed for the holiday.

When He Yushui left, she locked up her side room, which was her only place to stay, and she was determined not to let He Yuzhu take it over.

After everyone in the yard had gone to work, only some women and girls were left inside doing their homework.

Around nine o'clock, a black sedan stopped at the entrance of the yard.

After telling the driver, Director Yang went into the yard to find He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu had just gotten up and washed up at the old man's house. After washing up, he returned to his own room and looked at the big lock on the door. He just wanted to go back and change his clothes, but he didn't have the key. He could only stare at the door and mutter to himself, "That bastard Xu Damao is so fast. I haven't even moved my things out yet. Just wait, I'll deal with you sooner or later."

"Stupid column!"

When Director Yang saw Sha Zhu standing in front of the house, he went up to him and said, "Come with me."

He Yuzhu then remembered that Director Yang was going to take him to cook today. He seemed to be a high-ranking leader. If he could make him feel comfortable, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to solve his work problems. He might even be able to help his uncles solve their work problems, and at the same time, report Li Huaide's misconduct.

The thought of Li Huaide and Wang Lin's ugly faces made He Yuzhu clench his fists instinctively, as if he wanted to take revenge.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was still in a daze, Director Yang stepped forward, grabbed He Yuzhu's hand, and urged, "Hurry up and go, the car is still waiting outside."

"No rush, Director Yang." He Yuzhu remained unhurried, eager to let the people in the compound see him since he had a car to ride in.

A black sedan stood out conspicuously at the entrance of the courtyard, but unfortunately, few people nearby saw it, leaving He Yuzhu with nothing to brag about.

The two got into the car, and the sedan drove to a courtyard guarded by soldiers.

This was He Yuzhu's first time visiting this heavily guarded place.

After checking everyone, the car drove into the yard.

The car stopped in front of a small courtyard.

Factory Director Yang led He Yuzhu into the courtyard.

As soon as they entered, Director Yang led He Yuzhu to the kitchen of the house with practiced ease and instructed him, "Don't wander around aimlessly, do your job."

He Yuzhu nodded. Even if he wanted to wander around aimlessly, he wouldn't dare!

Factory Director Yang left the kitchen and went upstairs.

He Yuzhu began to check the ingredients to see if anything was missing.

A woman who looked like a nanny walked in. Seeing He Yuzhu in the kitchen, she asked, "Are you the chef in charge of cooking today?"

He Yuzhu nodded and said to the nanny, "We're still missing a jar of sesame paste."

The nanny didn't want to go out for a jar of sesame paste, so she frowned and said, "Use another sauce instead."

He Yuzhu frowned and said, "No, this dish must be made with sesame paste. Please go and buy a bottle of sesame paste."

The nanny had never seen such a stubborn person. She thought, "Why not just change the dish?" Just as she was about to refuse, someone walked in and asked, "Sister, where do you think would be a good place to put my movie screen in the living room? Can you give me some advice?"

Hearing the familiar voice and seeing Xu Damao there, He Yuzhu exclaimed in surprise, "You scoundrel!"

"I thought it was someone else cooking for the big boss, but it turns out it was you, Sha Zhu!" Xu Damao was speechless when he saw He Yuzhu there. He thought that Director Yang had only called him to show the movie, but it turned out that He Yuzhu was also called.

He Yuzhu stepped forward and reached out, asking, "Xu Damao, where's the house key? You locked the house, how am I supposed to move my things out?"

How could Xu Damao possibly give it to He Yuzhu? He came up with a reason to refuse, saying, "I'll open it for you when we get back tonight, and I'll watch you move your things then."

He Yuzhu didn't expect Xu Damao to be so cunning, but he wasn't afraid. Anyway, he was going to take his wife with him, so he couldn't let Xu Damao, who had no offspring, have the chance.

After the two met, the nanny hesitated for a moment but still went to buy sesame paste for He Yuzhu. In case the factory manager behind He Yuzhu said something to the higher-ups, then her job would be over.

"Wait here," the nanny said reluctantly, then picked up her basket and went out.

The driver is waiting in the yard. The nanny can take the car to go out to buy groceries, since it's too far.

After the nanny left, Xu Damao returned to the living room and continued fiddling with the movie projector. He looked down on He Yuzhu, that brainless fool who was completely controlled by the widow. He thought that after the movie was over, he could have dinner with the big boss. Thinking of this, he would have something to brag about in the future.

He Yuzhu started preparing the ingredients. The meal wouldn't be served until the movie ended, so there was plenty of time.

Soon, the voices of movie characters came from the living room. He Yuzhu put out his cigarette and started preparing the ingredients.

It must be said that He Yuzhu's cooking skills are indeed quite impressive.

When the nanny returned with the sesame paste she had bought, she handed it to He Yuzhu and said, "Here you go, the sesame paste you wanted."

He Yuzhu took the sesame paste and said to the nanny, "Dele, please go and sit down. I'll take care of things here."

The nanny looked at He Yuzhu suspiciously and asked, "Are you sure you can manage on your own?"

He Yuzhu immediately puffed out his chest like a true Beijing man, and said with great pride, "You can rest assured and watch."

Since He Yuzhu could manage on her own, she went out to the living room to entertain the guests and watch a movie.

After the nanny left, He Yuzhu started to slack off, since the big leaders were watching a movie anyway.

In the living room, four people were watching a movie on the sofa, accompanied by Director Yang. Xu Damao could only stand at the back, even the nanny had a higher status than him and could sit on a chair.

After the movie ended, Director Yang said to Xu Damao, "Xu Damao, pack up and go back to the factory."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao realized that they were leaving him out of the meal! He had even prepared a lot of toasts, but now all his plans were for nothing.

Factory Director Yang immediately went to the kitchen to urge He Yuzhu, "Silly Zhu, the movie is over, you can serve the food now."

He Yuzhu lazily got up, stubbed out his cigarette, and replied, "I know."

Chapter 133 My dear grandson, do you want a wife?

After Director Yang left, He Yuzhu began to stir-fry and toss the food in various ways, his technique was very skilled.

A wonderful aroma wafted from the kitchen.

In the living room, Xu Damao began to tidy up the equipment. He moved very slowly, wondering if the big boss would ask him to sit down if the food was ready.

The imagination was wonderful, but the reality was cruel. Nobody cared about him, a small movie projectionist, and simply ignored his existence.

Seeing Xu Damao dawdling, Director Yang walked over and whispered, "Hurry up, the big leaders are about to eat."

Xu Damao was a little annoyed, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to speed up his actions.

After several dishes were served, the senior leader invited the group to sit down, saying, "Don't be shy, we're all family here, please sit down."

After Director Yang and the other three leaders took their seats, he sat down last, demonstrating a clear hierarchy.

When Xu Damao left, no one paid attention to him. Only the nanny saw him off from the military compound. Xu Damao rode his bicycle home by himself for the rest of the way.

On the way, Xu Damao didn't forget to spit on the roadside and curse, "So what if you're a leader! Bah! What a piece of trash!"

Compared to Xu Damao's experience, He Yuzhu received much more attention because his cooking suited the tastes of the high-ranking leader and his wife.

Sichuan cuisine emphasizes freshness, aroma, spiciness, and numbing sensation.

After enjoying the delicious meal, the senior leader asked Director Yang, "Young Yang, the cook here is quite good. I'm short of a cook like him. Why don't you let him stay with me?"

This is a great thing.

Factory Director Yang immediately nodded and said with a smile, "If the big leader likes it, then I am naturally willing."

The high-ranking leader's wife remarked, "You, for the sake of a meal, don't you even ask the cook if they're willing to eat?"

The high-ranking leader was being reprimanded, and he smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, yes, Madam is right. Let's call out the chef who cooked the dishes and ask him."

The nanny, filled with envy and jealousy, went to the kitchen and called He Yuzhu out.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the dining table, he had to lower his head and say to the group of people who had the air of superiors, "Leaders, I don't know if the Sichuan dishes I made suit your tastes. Please point out any shortcomings."

The senior leader looked at the humble He Yuzhu and had a good first impression of him; he seemed honest and reliable. He asked, "What's your name?"

He Yuzhu replied, "My name is He Yuzhu, and my nickname is Silly Zhu."

Upon hearing this, the leader's wife exclaimed, "Sha Zhu! That name really does sound like him—a bit silly."

The senior leader nodded and then asked, "Would you be willing to stay and cook for me? I'll pay you a salary every month."

Factory Director Yang gestured to He Yuzhu to quickly agree!

If it were anyone else, they would have agreed immediately.

Unfortunately, He Yuzhu was a bit dim-witted. He thought of the old man in the courtyard and Qin Huairu. If the factory canteen didn't have him, who would serve them enough food? Thinking of Sister Qin's disappointed eyes, his sycophantic feelings eventually overcame his reason. He shook his head and refused, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, leader, but I'm used to working in the factory canteen. The workers can't do without me."

The senior leader was somewhat disappointed, but more than that, he appreciated He Yuzhu's awareness—putting the collective before personal gain, which was commendable. He didn't press the matter further and said, "Alright, then you should shine in the factory from now on."

He Yuzhu nodded, then had a sudden inspiration and said, "If the leader ever wants to eat my cooking, just say the word, and Sha Zhu will come and cook for you."

The leader thought about it and agreed, saying, "Okay, you've got a good idea."

The leader's wife pointed to the dishes and asked He Yuzhu to introduce them.

He Yuzhu began to use his professional knowledge, describing each dish vividly.

This performance pleased the top leader and his wife, who asked the nanny to give He Yuzhu an extra pair of chopsticks so they could all take their seats together.