Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Although the 25 soldiers in the cooking squad were temporarily staying at the factory, the security department warmly invited them to stay in the dormitory.

They did not agree, saying they would listen to whatever Director Li Jiuzhou arranged.

They still went to early morning classes every day, which made the security guards very envious.

After all, the soldiers in the security department were demobilized soldiers. Except for those on duty, they all lived in houses or dormitories allocated by the factory and had families.

It's been a long time since I did morning exercises.

When Li Huaide found out, he waved his hand and ordered them all to be sent back to the furnace for a fresh start.

Although the security department doesn't need to train every day like the military, their tasks are just as demanding, as saboteurs can appear at any time.

They were fighting on the front lines, and they still had regular training.

With so many people arriving all at once, and even doing morning exercises every day, the security department also got interested.

Sometimes they even have a friendly spar.

The security guards never underestimated the cooks, because their leader, Li Huaide, was a cook himself, having fought his way through the ranks with a cleaver.

This morning, nearly 300 people engaged in combat and sparring in the small playground of the steel rolling mill.

Afterwards, the head of the security department walked out of the crowd, covering his face and muttering curses as he went:

"Zhang Jiankun (the cook squad leader) is a madman. We agreed to a friendly spar, but he hit me so hard, damn it."

"Whoever takes him down tomorrow, I'll make him the captain of a battalion."

Many security guards in the crowd began to get restless.

The position of battalion commander? What else is there to say? Tomorrow I'll be the head of the mess hall!

Of course, it's just a friendly competition; all we need to do is beat the cooks.

Sha Zhu was invited to join in the morning exercises, and he was very excited.

Joining the army was his childhood nightmare because the Republic of China era was too chaotic, with many soldiers and bandits who frequently robbed ordinary people.

But things are different now. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the People's Liberation Army became his idol.

For a while, Shazhu really wanted to go, but in the end he didn't make it.

Now it's even more impossible; he's about to become a father, he can't leave, and he can't bear to part with him.

As soon as squad leader Zhang Jiankun invited him, he immediately came over early to do morning exercises, just to fulfill a dream he had from back then.

They even gave him two sets of military uniforms, which made Sha Zhu extremely happy.

Sha Zhu's strength stems from his wrestling background; he trained for a few days when he was young, which gave him great strength and agility.

That day, Squad Leader Jiankun asked him:

"Zhu Zi, I heard you're a good fighter. You beat up a whole family of over ten people when you were preparing for the banquet?"

Upon hearing someone bring up the matter again, Sha Zhu's face lit up with pride, but he feigned modesty and said:

"Hey, Kun, it was all because we were young and naive. It's all in the past."

"What do you mean by 'can fight' or 'can't fight'? But beating you up should be no problem."

"Oh my~"

The other twenty-odd soldiers were stunned, exclaiming, "Good heavens! Someone actually dared to talk to Bao Kun like that, and even said it was no problem to beat him up?"

The person who said that back then was bedridden for half a month.

Upon hearing this, Squad Leader Jiankun smiled mysteriously and patted Shazhu on the shoulder, saying:

"Zhu Zi, it's not that I don't trust you as your older brother, but in our army, we believe in letting our actions speak for themselves. Seeing is believing."

"Here's what we'll do: I'll send out one of my weakest brothers to spar with you. If you can take him down, then I'll personally spar with you."

"how?"

Sha Zhu waved his hand dismissively: "Fine, you just arrange the men. If I fall down, I'll admit defeat."

Squad Leader Jiankun smiled, a very bright smile:

"Good brother, you've got guts. You're worthy of being my brother, Zhang Jiankun."

"Xiaoman, step forward and let Brother Zhuzi teach you a lesson."

"It's the class monitor!" Xiaoman was very young, in her early twenties, about 1.7 meters tall, and looked thin, but her whole body was lean and muscular.

"Brother Zhu, please enlighten me." Xiao Manhua said, assuming a fighting stance.

The other soldiers were overjoyed. Who was Xiaoman? He was the most capable fighter among them, and he was among the best in the entire army.

As expected, the dog-like squad leader still did absolutely nothing human.

Seeing that Xiaoman had already taken a stance, Shazhu also became serious and clenched his fists.

"Brother Zhu, I'm here." The words had barely left his mouth when a fist arrived right in front of him.

"Damn, that was fast." Sha Zhu didn't have time to dodge, and after crossing his arms to block, he took several steps back.

"Xiaoman, you're really strong. Now it's my turn. Watch my grappling techniques."

"Bang! Oh, yeah..."

Less than ten seconds later, Sha Zhu collapsed...

I was completely dumbfounded.

Xiaoman delivered a right hook from his chin upwards, the force of which sent Shazhu tumbling over before he crashed heavily to the ground, seeing stars!

It took several minutes for Sha Zhu to stand up groggily, walk to the side, and lean against the wall to vomit.

"You went a little too far, Xiaoman," said Squad Leader Jiankun with a smile.

"Hehe, class monitor, don't worry, I only used half my strength. I didn't expect Brother Zhu to be so fragile."

When Sha Zhu heard this, he felt like dying. At the same time, he realized that the people he had beaten before were all ordinary people.

Having had few rivals for so many years has made him feel lonely, and he has also become somewhat arrogant and complacent.

He felt he wouldn't last more than 3 seconds if he were to fight Xiaoman again.

He now remembered what his senior brother had said: "There are always people better than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding."

Don't take yourself too seriously; you might be nothing in other people's eyes.

At this moment, Sha Zhu had grown up, because he had been beaten, so he understood.

Just then, Squad Leader Jiankun's cheerful voice rang in his ears:

"Pillar, how about it? Want to spar with your brother again?"

Sha Zhu revealed a smile that looked more like a grimace than a cry:

"Brother, you're my own brother, please forgive me. I'll learn from you during this time. I don't need anything else, just teach me a few self-defense moves."

Squad leader Jiankun smiled, his hands behind his back: "No problem, no problem. We're here to learn too, let's improve together."

That evening, the enthusiastic Sha Zhu paid for two tables of good food and wine at the canteen to treat the cooks to a good meal.

Sha Zhu is serious about learning to fight; he's not fussy at all.

That day, they witnessed Sha Zhu's culinary skills and exclaimed that they were incredible, proving that his reputation was well-deserved.

Squad Leader Jiankun was even thinking about how to trick Sha Zhu into joining their unit; he was a real gem!

They were all young people, and Sha Zhu was straightforward, honest, and sincere, which was why they liked him the most.

Although they are a bit gossipy, that's not a problem, and it doesn't stop them from being on good terms with Sha Zhu.

Li Jiuzhou saw everything Sha Zhu did, but he didn't bother him.

It's not an exaggeration to say that having more friends means having more options in life.

But it depends on the individual. Some people only have bad friends, and you can't get through to them by phone when something happens.

Some people make friends who are all loyal and righteous, and who will always lend a helping hand when someone is in trouble.