Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

In the backyard of the Liu family, a wild celebration was underway, with the eight-immortal table laden with fine wine and food.

This is a package of fine wine and food that Liu Haizhong bought from Fengzeyuan for nearly 100 yuan.

There's no way around it, Liu Haizhong is just too happy today. He wasn't even this happy when his parents died.

He was neglected by his father and mother from a young age and was bullied by his two older brothers. After growing up, he relied on his hard work to get married, have children, and even build a new house.

As a result, his parents and two older brothers kicked him out of the house.

At that time, we were truly trapped with nowhere to turn.

But as the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. After a stroke of luck, he met a benefactor and got a job at a steel mill. After being allocated a house, he finally settled down.

He then worked diligently and improved his skills to level 7 fitter, which should have been the peak of his career.

Unexpectedly, through hard work, I actually became a leader, and now I'm a legitimate government official, at the deputy section chief level!

At Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, getting promoted to deputy section chief was incredibly difficult, like a thousand soldiers crossing a single-plank bridge.

As a result, his bangs went up.

At the dinner table, Liu Haizhong downed a two-ounce glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor) in one gulp. His face flushed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions:

"Everyone doubted me, but I just had to prove them wrong, hahaha..."

Liu Guangqi looked at his father and saw that his father's eyes were moist. He knew that his father was excited, so he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Liu Guangqi had to admit that his father did have some merits; if their positions were reversed, he might really not be as good as his father.

It's true that Dad has a bad temper, but he's not without his merits.

And that advantage is particularly shining: he is diligent and hardworking!

Four words can describe him; otherwise, how could he have reached the level of a seventh-grade fitter? This shows that beneath his rugged appearance, his father still possesses some wisdom.

Liu Guangqi knew how difficult it was to become a deputy section chief in the factory.

For someone with my father's background to be promoted to deputy section chief is truly a stroke of good luck.

Forget about the ancestral graves. My father has already expelled Liu Family Village, established his own territory, and claims to be the founding ancestor of the village.

Liu Guangqi was, after all, the eldest son, and according to custom, he should have been posthumously honored as Emperor Taizong...

At the Yi family's residence in the Central Court, their dinner was equally sumptuous. Yi Zhonghai had also gone to Fengzeyuan to get takeout, and he and Liu Haizhong were together.

A single step opens up a vast new world; the 51-year-old deputy section chief, though late, has arrived!

Yi Zhonghai felt that he had not lived his life in vain.

Looking back, his story is rich and colorful, and he also suffered a lot.

And now, after all the hardship comes happiness...

Yi Zhonghai has many strengths. He is not only capable of taking action, but also loves to use his brain and thinks ten steps ahead for every step he takes.

I prefer to plan everything in advance and then follow the planned steps.

Being an eighth-grade fitter was his ceiling, the pinnacle of his life!

Even though Yi Zhonghai is now a deputy section chief, he still feels that his peak was when he was promoted to the eighth-level fitter.

Of course, things are different now. He wants to pursue both technical skills and official positions, and doing both at the same time won't affect him at all. On the contrary, it's a plus for him among the factory's higher-ups.

The factory director is now Li Jiuzhou. If it were still Yang Ligong, Yi Zhonghai would have to be promoted to section chief.

Li Jiuzhou had no intention of suppressing Yi Zhonghai. Promotion was possible, but not through any special procedures; it had to be done step by step.

No one is allowed to be promoted to the same level as Factory Director Li through special procedures!

The Jia family ate with great relish; they hadn't eaten like this in years.

I've almost forgotten when it was last time.

The meal was so plentiful that all three families had to run to the outhouse to have diarrhea in the middle of the night.

If you usually eat bland, watery food and then suddenly eat something so rich, it's no wonder you have diarrhea.

queue?

I can't even poop a little bit, my butt is already blocked.

There was a latrine with four men in line, and a few children relieving themselves at the door.

There was no other way; there wasn't enough space. If we forced it in, the wooden planks would collapse, and if they fell down, it would become the laughing stock of the entire Nanluoguxiang area tomorrow.

Because Jia Zhangshi was old and ate the most, there was no room left in the outhouse when she got there.

He could only grit his teeth and squat with his grandson and Liu Guangfu at the door of the outhouse. Anyway, it was the middle of the night, and no one could see them.

This disgusted the people who came to use the toilet in the morning. Why the hell did they pull at the door?

The people in the courtyard didn't need to guess who pulled it; it was the Yi, Liu, and Jia families.

Although no one knows exactly who it is, no one would bother to ask; it's too disrespectful.

But they all looked at them strangely in the morning.

In the middle of the night, only the three of you went to the outhouse. Who did the "Oli Ge" pooping at the door? It was one of you.

It even came with soup and water, it's disgusting.

The swearing workers who came to collect the latrines in the morning used incredibly foul language; they cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Since no one else is cleaning up, the sanitation workers have to do it. There's no other way; they're paid and have official positions, but that doesn't stop them from swearing.

Yi Zhonghai and the others were so weak-kneed that they didn't bother to explain. They figured that explaining would only make things worse, so they might as well not explain at all. Since no one was pointing their finger at them and yelling, they decided to pretend they didn't know anything.

"Heh, a bunch of idiots, why don't you just die?" Yan Bugui sneered as he looked at the group from his doorway.

Yan Bugui felt a little regretful. If he had known they had eaten so well last night, he should have gone out in the middle of the night to saw some of the wooden planks in the outhouse.

When the time comes, they'll all fall in like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and then they'll regret it. Yan Bugui wished he could slap himself twice.

Originally, once he became the vice principal, he could have fought on par with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

But now that the two of them have been commended and awarded, and promoted to deputy section chief, his position as vice principal seems a bit insignificant in comparison to them.

He was suddenly and unfairly suppressed, which made him feel terrible and he couldn't sleep at night.

Liu Haizhong was allocated a two-bedroom apartment, while he's still living in this run-down place. He's so unhappy...

Now Yan Bugui can't do anything but hope that the two of them will be unlucky and fall down, so he can watch them show off with his nose in the air.

Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill still conducts routine inspections before anyone enters the factory every day, for the safety of everyone.

There can be no room for carelessness, otherwise the factory leaders will be terrified in their dreams at night, and over time they may develop neurasthenia.

Secretary Nie was also a little scared. Fortunately, he was promoted. If he hadn't gone to the Ministry of Metallurgy and Yang Ligong had been transferred, then Li Jiuzhou wouldn't have had the foresight to plan ahead.

It will still happen, and it will definitely be serious.

At that point, forget about going to the Ministry of Metallurgy; retirement would be his only option. There would be no chance of him sitting in an office at the Ministry of Metallurgy, drinking tea and smoking.

Yang Ligong was also somewhat relieved that he had been transferred, otherwise he would have been the scapegoat again.

At that point, forget about being transferred to a similar position; they might even be sent to the Northwest to eat sand.

While feeling fortunate, she also felt a pang of jealousy and envy towards Li Jiuzhou.

To take on such a great responsibility at such a young age demonstrates foresight, courage, and wisdom.

This wasn't said by Yang Ligong, but rather by a leader from the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry, who offered the most honest assessment of Li Jiuzhou.

I'm almost 50 years old and still a professor at Tsinghua University, even though I only started to leave academia and enter politics after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

This year marks exactly 10 years. Although he is a full-fledged department head, compared to Li Jiuzhou, he's practically a dead man.

Sometimes Yang Ligong would think that studying well does indeed bring more opportunities and a stronger sense of superiority, which has been the case since ancient times.

But he had to admit that some people who hadn't read much were also very capable, and that such people existed in every era.

Regular troops look down on unorthodox methods, just as Yang Ligong, a graduate of Tsinghua University, looks down on Li Huaide and his nephew.

But the country is different now. Who conquered this land?

I'm looking down on you, so don't take it personally...

Since ancient times, civil and military affairs have been inseparable, but they can also fight to the death, as arranged by the emperor...