Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

The holiday flew by, and after the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, all sectors of Beiping returned to normal. Those who were going to work went to work, while those who were going to school continued to play.

Holidays are great, but for ordinary people, too long a holiday can make their bones feel weak.

This phenomenon was quite evident in compound number 95. Even the older residents, like Yi Zhonghai, couldn't sit still; their minds were filled with the thought, "I want to go to work!"

Why?

If I don't go back to work soon, my wife will drain me dry.

As the saying goes, women in their thirties are like wolves and in their forties like tigers; they can suck up the dust just by sitting down!

Yi Zhonghai has lost weight recently. After giving up the idea of ​​having children, the couple has no more worries and is now very diligent in getting things done.

Since there won't be any more descendants anyway, I might as well enjoy each day as it comes.

With nothing to do during the holidays, I can only release my excess energy at night.

Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong, Jia Dongxu, and Yi Zhonghai form a stark contrast.

Yi Zhonghai has lost a lot of weight, but all three of them have gained weight, and their faces have become rounder.

Yan Bugui was the most obvious example; he was already very thin before, so his sudden weight gain was quite abrupt.

On their first day back at work, Li Jiuzhou and Sha Zhu didn't have to go so early, but today a former official had booked the entire Fengzeyuan restaurant.

It is said that the descendant of a prince with an iron hat is celebrating his 60th birthday!

Fengzeyuan had to take the job. They were all in charge of the money, so they notified the staff to come early on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

At the main gate, Jia Dongxu and the others were quite curious, but after Sha Zhu explained, they were relieved.

Curious Jia couldn't help but ask:

"How much would it cost to book the entire Kyushu, Zhuzi, and Fengzeyuan venues for a day?"

Jia Dongxu's question drew everyone's attention to Sha Zhu and Li Jiuzhou.

Sha Zhu chuckled:

"Today, the host family has 66 tables for the banquet, and the cost of each table is 88!"

"this..."

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, everyone was surprised, but at the same time, they started to use their brains.

The cost of food is 88 per table. How much would it be for 66 tables?

They really couldn't figure it out.

Only Yan Bugui was there, counting on his fingers and muttering to himself.

Suddenly, Yan Bugui stopped calculating and swore:

"Holy crap, over fifty-eight million, you son of a bitch..."

"Holy crap, so many!"

"Holy crap..."

"Holy crap..."

Following Yan Bugui's revelations, exclamations of "Holy crap!" continued to circulate.

Jia Dongxu was completely astonished. More than 50 million? This was the first time he had ever heard of such a number.

Coming to his senses, Jia Dongxu exclaimed:

"Holy crap, over fifty million! Can I ever earn that in my lifetime?"

Yan Bugui walked up to Jia Dongxu, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled:

"Dongxu, Uncle Yan is going to do some calculations for you. Listen carefully."

Before Jia Dongxu could respond, Yan Bugui continued:

"Dongxu, you earn 275,000 a month, which is 3.3 million a year."

"Based on this salary standard, you'd need to work for Dongxu for a full 18 years!"

"In 18 years, Dongxu will also have more than 5 million."

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu's eyes revealed a look of longing:

"Can I really do it?"

"Master, may I?"

Jia Dongxu, feeling a bit insecure, asked Yi Zhonghai a question.

Yi Zhonghai, with a smile on his face, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said with certainty:

"Dongxu, of course you can. Old Yan is just calculating based on your current salary, but don't forget that we fitters can upgrade our skill level."

"The higher the employee's grade, the higher the salary. Once Dongxu's grade is raised, it might not even take 18 years, maybe 8 or 10 years."

"Old Yi is right!" Yan Bugui agreed with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu's eyes lit up; the future seemed so bright, and he couldn't help but look forward to it. He then excitedly grasped Yi Zhonghai's hands and said:

"Master, I will definitely learn your skills well and strive to advance my level and earn a higher salary as soon as possible!"

Yi Zhonghai was all smiles at this moment, and his tone was very amiable when he spoke to Jia Dongxu:

"Don't worry, your master will definitely teach you well."

At this moment, everything Yi Zhonghai said was true, but deep down he still felt some contempt for his apprentice.

His inner monologue:

"It's just over 5 million. Although I don't have it now, I'll have it by the end of this year. Look at your pathetic self, don't even mention that you're my apprentice, Yi Zhonghai..."

He couldn't say the monologue aloud, but Yi Zhonghai's smile grew even brighter.

Many people in the courtyard overheard their conversation and were secretly calculating how many years it would take them to earn that much money.

After considering their income, they had a better understanding of their earnings and smiled faintly.

Sha Zhu was also smiling, but his smile was somewhat subtle, because He Yuzhu actually had a mere 5 million!

He's made quite a bit of money over the years. When he goes out to cook with his senior, the income is split 20/80, with his senior setting the price and him taking the smaller share. Even so, he's still the one who benefits.

They always came back with food and other treats, never empty-handed.

Those wealthy lords were not stingy with their rewards.

Sometimes the reward is more valuable than the payment.

Sha Zhu looked at his senior brother, who was very calm and had a smile on his face.

Sha Zhu knew perfectly well that his senior brother's assets were several times, or even more, than his own.

Everyone in the high school knows about my senior's income. It's public knowledge that Fengzeyuan earns over a million yuan a month; there's no way to hide it.

They don't even know who lives in this courtyard. Even if Li Jiuzhou didn't say anything, someone would still go to Fengzeyuan to inquire.

Among them, Sha Zhu knew that Liu Haizhong had inquired about the backyard four times, Xu Fugui once, Yi Zhonghai twice, and Yan Bugui once.

The one who visited the most was Jia Zhangshi, a total of six times!

Quite a few people inquired about him, and they were all from the same group.

Sha Zhu was speechless. These people must be bored and have nothing better to do than ask how much other people earn.

It's pointless to bother with it since I won't even let you use it!

At first, their senior brother was the main focus of their attention, but after realizing they couldn't compare to him, they started comparing themselves to themselves.

They used to leave with smiles on their faces when they learned that Sha Zhu earned around 30 a month.

After Sha Zhu got promoted and received a raise, no one smiled anymore; everyone had a gloomy expression.

Especially Jia Zhangshi, who came more than ten or twenty times, and never once left with a smile.

Because they can't find a balance, his son earns 270,000 a month, while the two brothers easily earn 500,000 and 1 million respectively.

Every time Yi Zhonghai and his gang came to secretly inquire about the brothers' income, it was because they had received a raise or been promoted.

They come here seeking a sense of balance and superiority, but they always end up losing.

The thought of Sha Zhu feeling the malice coming at him on those few days is infuriating.

He had told his senior brother about this, and his senior brother told him not to take it to heart, that they were just a bunch of worthless people.

Sha Zhu didn't really understand shrewdness before, nor did he understand why they needed to know the income of the two brothers.

Now he understands a little better: Chun Chun is just jealous; they feel unbalanced because you're doing too well.