Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

With the Chinese New Year just around the corner, Li Huaide, the logistics director, is incredibly busy!

He was responsible for coordinating and preparing the workers' welfare benefits every year.

There were endless entertaining parties and drinks to attend to, but thankfully his subordinates were efficient.

People like Wang Dahu and Zheng Luo are incredibly skilled at procuring supplies!

After obtaining official purchasing agent status, he thrived in his work.

They acquired a considerable amount of rare supplies, but for those tough nuts to crack, Li Huaide had to resort to some methods.

The hospitality was even handled personally by his nephew, Li Jiuzhou, the canteen director.

They even take food and gifts. There's no way around it; you have to be good at social interactions. Otherwise, why would anyone coordinate supplies for you?

On the evening of the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, Li Huaide hosted a dinner for more than a dozen people, all of whom were his old comrades-in-arms.

Their backgrounds are not simple; some are from the public security bureau, some are from the military, and so on.

This was the last time Li Huaide hosted a banquet before the new year, and he invited his old comrades-in-arms.

There are many things I need my old comrades' help with in procuring supplies for the factory, so it's not unreasonable to treat them to a meal and get together before the New Year.

Li Jiuzhou, Sha Zhu, and his apprentice You Fulai finished cooking and sat down to eat.

My second uncle paid for the hospitality out of his own pocket, so there's no reason for him to let his nephew eat in the kitchen.

There were two tables set up, and the dishes weren't extravagant; everyone there was from the military and valued frugality.

The atmosphere in the private room was exceptionally good; people were playing rock-paper-scissors and reminiscing about the old days.

Li Jiuzhou and Sha Zhu drank quite a bit. As their nephews and nieces, they should know the proper etiquette once they're at the table.

Clearing the game in one round is essential.

Li Jiuzhou was getting a little dizzy from drinking; his second uncle's comrades were really good drinkers.

Baijiu is all drunk by the liang (a unit of weight), damn it, who can compare with you guys?

Sha Zhu was unable to move at this point, sitting in a daze in his chair. Not crawling under the table was his last act of defiance!

Li Jiuzhou pulled Shazhu to the toilet.

Sha Zhu held onto the wall with his left hand and his water pipe with his right.

Li Jiuzhou sensed something was wrong with the sound of water. Why was there only one stream?

Then I turned around and saw that silly boy Sha Zhu had peed all over his hands and pants. It seems he really drank too much.

Just then, a series of alarms sounded in Li Jiuzhou's mind.

"Calling for host, Dog Seven is calling for host!"

Li Jiuzhou was taken aback. Hadn't he blocked the system? How come it was still showing up? Because the system frequently gave him that kind of deadly information, he dared not look at it anymore. So he said irritably:

"Dog Seven, what are you doing? I have absolutely no interest in knowing the color of the big boss's underwear."

Dog Seven ignored Li Jiuzhou and said anxiously:

"Intelligence detected: 7 enemy agents are approaching the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Beware of heavy firepower. Beware of heavy firepower."

Li Jiuzhou still trusted the system's intelligence, and immediately sobered up, quickly asking:

"Dog Seven, where are the enemies coming from? There are security guards at the gate."

Dog Seven: "It's a dog hole in the toilet. It collapsed the day before yesterday and hasn't been repaired yet."

"Host, fucking run! There are machine guns and explosives!"

"Holy shit!" Li Jiuzhou was shocked upon hearing this.

"How long until the enemy agents arrive?"

Dog Seven: "I'll be there in ten minutes."

Li Jiuzhou didn't have time to think. He walked up to the still dripping Sha Zhu and gave him two big blows!

He slapped Sha Zhu so hard he vomited.

Li Jiuzhou didn't have time to pay attention to him. He rushed to the security department as fast as he could and found the head of the security department to explain the matter.

Li Jiuzhou only said that he saw a group of people near the dog hole in the toilet, holding long, thin objects in their hands.

The section chief's face changed as soon as he heard this. There were about thirty people on duty at the factory, so it was unlikely that the enemy would break in and cause damage.

So they quickly gathered a group of people and quietly made their way to the toilet.

Once they arrived at the location, they could see everything clearly by the moonlight: seven people, their faces covered with cloth, and the guns they were holding were genuine.

Li Jiuzhou had already slipped back to the kitchen. He liked fighting, but not the kind of fighting where he used the "equalizer" to fight all living beings.

They also told Li Huaide and others about it.

Li Huaide and the others sobered up instantly, and several of them even pulled out their guns, ready to attack.

They were all veterans of war, and they truly hated these saboteurs to the core.

Li Huaide looked very grim. He was not only the logistics director of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, but also the director of the security department, holding two positions.

If something happens at the factory tonight and there are significant losses, he will be held responsible.

Just as everyone was about to set off, gunshots rang out.

There was even a series of "da da da da da da" sounds.

Li Huaide and the others felt their scalps tingle upon hearing this.

A comrade-in-arms said:

"Damn, they even brought machine guns. Looks like these guys aren't going to live today."

Thanks to Li Jiuzhou's advance notice and the security department's preemptive strike, the situation remains quite optimistic.

Once the enemy agents came in through the dog hole, they were practically sitting ducks.

The security team opened fire at the same time, and after one round, only the one with the machine gun was left alive.

He was shot because his finger was still on the switch when he was killed, which is why he fired.

After the battle, all the soldiers in the security department were filled with lingering fear.

Although the fight wasn't very satisfying, the things the opponent brought were a bit scary.

Six explosive charges—it's just that they were incredibly lucky they didn't hit them, and they were too far away; otherwise, they would have been in heaven.

If they use it to blow up the machines in the factory, the losses will be huge.

After Li Huaide arrived, he praised the soldiers in the security section on the spot, but gave the section chief a severe dressing-down.

"Did you get shot in the eye? There's such a huge hole in the wall, don't you know how to fix it?"

The section chief said, feeling very aggrieved, "I submitted a report to Director Yang when it broke down that day!"

"Who knew it wasn't fixed?"

Li Huaide glared at him: "You dare talk back?!"

The section chief turned his head away without saying a word. He was Li Huaide's old subordinate, and he accepted being scolded by his old superior.

Indeed, his security measures were inadequate.

More people should have been assigned to patrol. If Li Jiuzhou hadn't discovered it, everyone present would have had to go home and farm, and might even have ended up eating sand.

Soon after, a large number of people arrived, including local police officers, who, after clarifying the situation, disposed of the body.

Li Jiuzhou, Sha Zhu, and You Fulai were driven back by their second uncle.

Li Jiuzhou sat in the passenger seat; he didn't want to sit with Sha Zhu, finding him disgusting.

You Fulai's nose twitched slightly. Now that he's a chef, his nose is naturally very sensitive. Following the pungent smell, he saw Sha Zhu's legs tightly pressed together.

Seeing Sha Zhu's unnatural expression, he instantly understood something and exclaimed in surprise:

"Uncle-Master, you pooped in your pants pocket!"

Sha Zhu felt like dying when he heard this. He was also very ashamed and indignant that his junior apprentice had spoken so embarrassingly to him. He grabbed You Fulai and covered his mouth with his right hand, telling him to shut up.

"Hmm? This tastes wrong, ugh~." You Fulai's eyes widened in horror. As a junior, he had also drunk quite a bit of alcohol, and his stomach churned. He couldn't help but vomit.

Because Sha Zhu covered it up so tightly, the juice splattered out from between his fingers, making a squeaking sound.

Sha Zhu stared at You Fulai in disbelief. He was so numb from the smell that he couldn't help but spit it out.

The driver and Li Jiuzhou in the front seats looked extremely pale. After exchanging a glance, they covered their heads and dared not look back.