Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

At 9 a.m. that day, Li Jiuzhou prepared to set off as usual to inspect the five canteens and the breeding farm.

This is his daily work. He has no choice; he's just too bored. To appease his superiors and others, Li Jiuzhou has no other option but to do this.

That's all the work he has to do, and there's not much for him to report to his superiors.

His superior was Li Huaide, so what could he possibly have to report?

The cafeteria has already taken care of many things that needed to be done, so it's really quite relaxed.

Li Jiuzhou used to wear the cafeteria uniform to work, but now he wears a white shirt and looks quite dashing.

After looking in the mirror, Li Jiuzhou felt it was a real waste that he was a chef.

Just then, Li Jiuzhou arrived at the first canteen. His office was located there, so naturally he would first inspect the first canteen.

Before I could even go inside, Li Huaide called out to me.

"Wait a moment, Jiuzhou."

Li Jiuzhou turned around and smiled when he saw it was his second uncle.

"Hey, it's Second Uncle! What brings you to my cafeteria?"

"I'm indulging your bad habit of using your job title when you're at work!" Li Huaide said deliberately with a stern face.

"Oh, Li Zhiwu... uh no... Secretary Li, hello!" Li Jiuzhou didn't tolerate him and deliberately made a joke.

Li Huaide chuckled and pointed repeatedly: "You little rascal..."

Li Jiuzhou knew that his second uncle's sudden appearance at the cafeteria must have something to do, especially since he came in person.

"Hehe, Second Uncle, did you come to the cafeteria today because you're being treated to something and need my help?"

Li Huaide first shook his head and then nodded, leaving Li Jiuzhou somewhat puzzled.

Before he could ask, his second uncle explained the reason:

"We are hosting you, but you don't need to do anything. It's some of my old comrades who are coming to visit me, and they want Zhu Zi to cook a few dishes for lunch."

"If you're free at noon, let's have lunch together."

"Sure, no problem." Li Jiuzhou had no reason to refuse. Why eat communal dishes when you can eat better food? Even a fool could figure that out.

For Sha Zhu, preparing a banquet for guests was a piece of cake.

When I used to work at Fengzeyuan, the ladles would be smoking from being swung around lunchtime. Making dozens of dishes in one lunch was truly torturous.

The steel mill was just preparing a meal for him, and his apprentices were there to help him. He only needed to have his apprentices prepare the ingredients, and then he would cook the dishes himself. It was a very easy job.

Besides, whatever the leaders ate at the banquets, Sha Zhu ate the same things.

Li Jiuzhou told Shazhu that this was called an alternative extra meal, since he was going to eat it anyway.

With this kind of treatment, why shouldn't he do it? And what reason does he have not to do it?

So no matter which leader in the factory treated Sha Zhu, he never complained and happily took his apprentice to select ingredients.

Because he also needs to eat, he naturally picks out the best items when he gets to the warehouse, since it doesn't cost him any money anyway.

You Fulai and Qin Huaifeng loved doing this kind of work the most.

Not only can they learn a skill, but they can also have a good meal. The leftovers that the leaders didn't finish were all for the two of them and another auntie.

The auntie was responsible for serving the food and cleaning the private room afterwards; she didn't receive any extra pay.

The condition is that she gets a good meal, and she gets a share of the leftovers.

The aunties in the first canteen were all vying to do this job, and they almost got into a fight.

In the end, Sha Zhu didn't show favoritism to anyone; the eight old women took turns.

No matter how many people are entertaining, Sha Zhu always makes extra portions of food.

You should let your subordinates get some benefits, otherwise it will be difficult to manage the team.

Leaders will not pack up leftovers, and they also know that uneaten food on the table will not be wasted.

It's none of their business who ends up taking it; it won't be wasted anyway, so they can just leave without worry.

Besides, what era are we living in now? Food is so precious, not to mention meat and vegetables. Even having a piece of meat left over would make people incredibly happy.

The people in the other four canteens were very envious of the first canteen for having staff served, but envy was useless; it was earned through hard work.

Which of the other four canteens dares to say they can cook for individual customers?

There wasn't a single one. Standing in front of Sha Zhu, they didn't dare to breathe loudly, let alone receive any special treatment.

Back home, the chefs who cook large-batch dishes can strut around in their own yards.

In the steel mill canteen, you're practically a nobody...

After learning that his second uncle was preparing a banquet, Sha Zhu happily led his apprentice and nephew to collect the ingredients.

He's planning to cook extra meat for lunch today so his wife can have some too.

At noon, Sha Zhu stewed chicken and prepared twelve other dishes.

Li Huaide and his nephew were toasting and exchanging drinks with guests at the table.

"Come on, little Jinzi, eat more meat, look how skinny you've become." This person's name is Chen Yanshi!

That's right, it's Chen Yanshi, the one who held up a bone as a torch.

Li Jiuzhou was very surprised when he learned their identities. Damn it, he had stumbled into another world again. How could he allow this?

Is this five- or six-year-old boy the future Sha Ruijin, who will dominate Handong?

It wasn't until later, through his second uncle's introduction, that Li Jiuzhou realized that Chen Yanshi was the lowest-ranking among them, only in his twenties, and currently just a company commander.

He was a soldier who served under my second uncle's comrade-in-arms. He hasn't reported back to his hometown of Handong yet; it's said he's preparing to transfer to civilian life and go back to his hometown to get married.

At the same time, we also need to take Xiao Jinzi back to Handong to raise her.

Although this kid is the lowest-ranking person at the table, he's a damn good talker.

It was nothing more than him lying about his age to blow up the bunker, which got everyone excited.

Li Jiuzhou also admired the kid's courage; regardless of the future, he was at least convinced for now.

Li Jiuzhou might not even dare to blow up a bunker; I'm not kidding, that could really be fatal.

Second Uncle Li Huaide admired warriors who dared to fight and charge, and raised his glass to Chen Yanshi:

"Hey Stone, you're a real man, brother, let me treat you to a drink!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yanshi quickly stood up:

"Oh, brother, you flatter me. My achievements are nothing compared to yours. I heard about your heroic deeds back then from the leaders."

"You're way more capable than me, how could I possibly ask for your respect? Here's the deal: I'll do it, you can do whatever you want!"

"Hahahaha..." Li Huaide laughed heartily after hearing this. In this occasion, there was no distinction of rank, only seniority, so the way of addressing someone was quite casual.

This was also Li Huaide's favorite thing to do. He liked drinking with his comrades without any complicated rules or schemes. A few drinks were fine, and he wasn't afraid to drink at all.

Although Li Jiuzhou had never fought in a war, he had earned merits. He might be a little lacking, but he was still qualified to sit at the table.

Moreover, he has a good alcohol tolerance; after completing the game in one go, he wants to do it again in the other.

Apart from Li Jiuzhou, everyone present was from the military, and they admired Li Jiuzhou's generosity.

That's how a man should be; he can't back down...

If you get drunk and pass out, it means you're generous and open-minded, and no one will laugh at you.

If you try to hide or conceal things, they will look down on you.