Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

The leaders and cadres of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill were overjoyed when they were allocated housing.

The leaders were happy, and some of the workers were happy too.

Because, apart from a few leaders like Li Huaide who were not allocated housing, all the other leaders were allocated housing, which was basically a large courtyard house.

Of course, even when living in a large courtyard, the cadres' houses were much larger than those of ordinary workers.

Another point is that the factory allocated the houses to the leaders and cadres at that time. It was an allocation, not a gift, and the property rights still belonged to the factory.

Therefore, after many cadres and leaders vacate their houses, these are often allocated to workers.

After all, the factory now has a residential compound for its employees, so the leaders have good houses to live in and won't compete with the workers for those small things.

Although the vacated houses are still a drop in the bucket for the more than 30,000 workers in the factory.

It's good enough if there is any benefit; some people will always be able to get it.

It's impossible for the factory to provide housing for more than 30,000 people; only someone who's lost their mind would do that.

Even with the full strength of the entire factory, it was impossible to achieve.

Even the neighbors in Building 95 were a little excited.

They all had their eyes on Li Jiuzhou, Sha Zhu, and Xu Damao's house.

Although the neighbors all know it's private property, you can borrow it from them or rent it from them.

They're all neighbors, they should agree, right?

Eventually, this place will become my house, won't it?

They're full of crooked ideas, but they never do anything worthwhile.

But it's understandable; who the hell would complain about having too many houses?

Actually, there are still many empty houses in the courtyard. Even if Li Jiuzhou and his group don't vacate the houses, the neighbors are still thinking about them.

After the house was built, many people came to Li Jiuzhou's house to plead for the house not to be allocated to anyone else, but to be used by the neighbors in the courtyard.

Because there are many children in the yard, and they will need houses when they grow up.

Li Jiuzhou refused, saying that allocating houses was the responsibility of the subdistrict office, and the subdistrict office had the final say on who should be allocated a house.

In reality, Li Jiuzhou's word was law.

So far, only Nan Yi and his wife have moved in.

Li Jiuzhou had also made arrangements for the house in the courtyard, and temporarily let his second brother Shanhe stay there.

He's kept the house very tidy, but Li Jiuzhou isn't happy about renting it out.

Renting it to a neighbor in the yard is even more out of the question; don't even think about it.

Sha Zhu had already discussed it with his father; he was going to move to that three-bedroom apartment with his wife, children, and sister.

Let my father's family move back to live in the old house.

Of course, the house is still under Sha Zhu's name. Although he is not short of money, Sha Zhu is not stupid and would not be so stupid as to give the house away to someone else.

Even if he were to give it to someone, Sha Zhu would only give it to his younger sister, He Yushui.

Xu Damao was in the same situation. Although the house he was allocated was a two-bedroom apartment, it was more than enough for him, and he also allowed his parents and younger sister to move back to the courtyard to live.

A few days later, the family compound of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill held a grand moving ceremony.

Many people have been itching to move into their new homes for a long time.

Secretary Nie waved his hand and said, "You all better move!"

During this period, Liu Haizhong was constantly on the move, all for the sake of owning a house.

The factory also gave him an answer: Liu Haizhong deserves to own a house.

However, these are not housing for cadres, but housing for ordinary employees.

Now it was Liu Haizhong's turn to be unhappy.

Why would he want a room?

He preferred a two-bedroom apartment for a section-level cadre; he wouldn't accept a single room.

So during this time he was desperately trying to find connections to get a two-bedroom apartment.

It's a pity, it's useless, I'm not qualified.

Yi Zhonghai was different; he had one, he was actually allocated a two-bedroom apartment.

After all, he's an eighth-grade fitter who's worked in the factory for decades, so he really deserves a two-bedroom apartment.

Yang Ligong wasn't stingy; he gave him a two-bedroom apartment on the first floor.

When Jia Dongxu learned that Yi Zhonghai owned a two-bedroom apartment, he was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

What's the difference between his and the master's?

But his wife, Tong Jie, poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"Dongxu, you're getting ahead of yourself. If Master and his wife move away, how will we deepen our relationship with him?"

"If this continues, the relationship will only become more and more distant..."

Tong Jie's words brought Jia Dongxu back to his senses:

"What should we do, honey? If the chef moves away, then...then..."

Jia Dongxu spoke without thinking, and was even a little frightened. He was used to going to and from get off work with his master every day and was used to being protected by his master.

He would really be sad if the master moved away.

Jia Zhangshi held her granddaughter on the kang (a heated brick bed) without saying a word; she couldn't make a decision for Yi Zhonghai.

Whether or not to move depends mainly on Yi Zhonghai's choice.

Once they move away, the two families will remain connected, but they will eventually drift apart.

Nothing beats living with the other person; you can just shout and they'll be there.

There are many advantages to living across the hall from Yi Zhonghai, and Jia Zhangshi is well aware of this.

Yi Zhonghai was also at home discussing this matter with his wife.

"Honey, what do you think, should we move?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

Aunt Yi didn't seem to have much of a problem:

"Old Yi, in my opinion, it's best not to move. We finally managed to establish this relationship with the Dongxu family."

"After moving away, it won't be so easy to see my grandchildren."

"Although they're both in Nanluoguxiang, they're not under the same roof."

"We still need to rely on Dongxu for our retirement. Besides, the house is there; it's not going to grow legs and run away."

"Listen to me, we won't move, but we can pack up and stay there for a day or two occasionally."

"After all, the factory's rules state that once you move in, as long as you work at the factory for ten years, the house will be yours."

"You're still young, you have to hang in there!!!"

"When we're gone, we can leave something for Dongxu and his grandchildren."

After listening to his wife's words, Yi Zhonghai sighed deeply; he thought the same thing.

After all, the couple genuinely treated Jia Dongxu like their own son.

I've been taking care of my grandchildren for so many years, I've developed a deep affection for even a dog.

So Yi Zhonghai decided not to move and to continue living in the courtyard, thus becoming even more closely connected with his apprentice's family.

Tong Jie gave Jia Dongxu many instructions.

Good heavens, Jia Dongxu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was filled with admiration.

That very night, he knelt before Tong Jie and demonstrated his extraordinary skills...

Tong Jie was very happy, really happy...

Three days later, Yi Zhonghai found it a bit strange that his apprentice didn't come to ask him about the move.

So he couldn't help but ask himself:

"Dongxu, why didn't you ask the contractor if we needed to move?"

Jia Dongxu had already been instructed by Tong Jie, and when his master asked the question, he gave a simple and honest smile:

"Master, just let me know when you need to move, and I'll do all the moving. You and my wife can rest."

Yi Zhonghai was stunned after hearing this. This...this taste is not right...

Why the hell shouldn't you be crying and begging me to stop you from moving out?