Pursued by the Heavenly Dao, first level up in the courtyard.

At dusk, in the Jia family's courtyard.

Ignoring her own dignity, Zhang Cuihua said loudly, "Dongxu, look, Huairu is pregnant, and Banggeng is at the age where he is growing. It's not good for them to just eat coarse grains. Banggeng needs to supplement his nutrition, and Huairu also needs to supplement her nutrition."

The Jia and Yi families both lived in the central courtyard, and their houses were not far apart. Yi Zhonghai could hear Zhang Cuihua's voice clearly.

Yi Zhonghai, who was having dinner, was both angry and frustrated.

He was counting on Jia Dongxu to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days; the Jia family treated him like a blood donation bag.

In just over twenty days this month, he has already given the Jia family nearly twelve yuan in assistance.

In Yi Zhonghai's heart, the filial Jia Dongxu was the best person to care for his elderly parents.

Jia Dongxu was his apprentice, and they lived in the same courtyard of a traditional courtyard house, so they knew each other very well.

The Jia family continues to leech off him, and even a level seven fitter like him might not be able to withstand it. Once he loosens his grip, it will never end.

"We need to think of a way to both keep Dongxu in check and shut the Jia family up."

As Yi Zhonghai's thoughts raced, a smile appeared on his face when he saw the He family's main gate.

He Yuzhu is a level nine cook in the steel rolling mill canteen, but his cooking skills are no worse than those of a level six cook.

He Yuzhu, who was suppressed by Tang Ze, the canteen director, during the recent worker level exam, failed to be promoted to the eighth-level cook.

He Yuzhu was filled with anger and resentment for not getting a promotion and a raise. He only needed to say a few words to get He Yuzhu to help the Jia family.

The factory doesn't allow He Yuzhu to bring his own lunchbox? This is actually easy to solve.

If He Yuzhu simply goes through the motions when cooking for the special needs of the factory leaders, they will definitely be upset.

The more Yi Zhonghai thought about it, the more excited he became, and he got up and walked towards the He family's house.

"Grandpa, what brings you here?"

"Zhu Zi, with your cooking skills, if you hadn't been suppressed, you would have been promoted to a level six cook long ago."

"Uncle, I acted impulsively. Last time the factory was hosting clients, I left work immediately instead of staying to cook."

"Zhu Zi, your sister Qin's family is in trouble, you have to help the Jia family."

"Uncle, I'm willing but unable to do it now. The factory won't let me bring my own lunchbox anymore."

"Zhu Zi, now that the workers are in charge, the factory won't fire you unless there's an obvious mistake. From now on, you'll only need the cooking skills of a level nine cook, since you'll be getting the same salary anyway."

"Grandpa, you're amazing! I never expected this."

"Zhu Zi, the factory can't criticize you for only using the cooking skills of a level nine cook. If they want you to produce better cooking skills, they either have to allow you to bring lunch boxes back, or they have to upgrade your cook level."

"Grandpa, your idea is brilliant!"

The next morning, He Yuzhu went to work at the steel rolling mill as usual.

He Yuzhu only performed at the level of a level nine cook when preparing the communal pot dishes for lunch.

The workers eating in the canteen found that the food wasn't as good as yesterday, and they started making a fuss.

Feeling secure and fearless, He Yuzhu didn't take it to heart. He only did what he was paid for, and who could say anything about it?

Around 3 PM, Tang Ze, the canteen manager, approached He Yuzhu and said, "He Yuzhu, the factory is going to entertain clients later. Don't mess things up. If something happens, you can forget about staying in the canteen."

He Yuzhu said in a serious tone, "Director Tang, I am a level nine cook."

Tang Ze snorted coldly, strode out of the cafeteria, and then headed to Li Huaide's office.

Li Huaide, who joined Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, was the director of logistics. The canteen, publicity department, and purchasing department were all under the management of logistics.

"Director Li, the canteen chef He Yuzhu said he's only a level nine cook."

"Old Tang, what do you mean?"

"Director Li, let's find another cook with excellent culinary skills. We can't let He Yuzhu control us."

"Old Tang, the upper limit for cooks in the steel rolling mill is level six. He Yuzhu's cooking skills are no worse than those of a level five cook. Both of them are level six cooks, but they earn more working in restaurants outside than they do in our steel rolling mill."

"Director Li, the special meal later is Deputy Factory Director Yang entertaining his comrades. Should we ask Deputy Factory Director Yang to persuade He Yuzhu?"

"Old Tang, that's a great idea."

The two exchanged a smile, and Tang Ze went to find Yang Jianye and told him about He Yuzhu's lack of effort in his work.

Unwilling to offend Li Huaide, Yang Jianye, who liked to take on a lot of responsibilities, was worried about problems with the evening's hospitality, so he immediately had someone call He Yuzhu over.

He Yuzhu knocked on the door, entered Yang Jianye's office, and said with an awkward smile, "Director Yang, you wanted to see me?"

"He Yuzhu, you must do your best for tonight's entertainment."

"Director Yang, I'm just a level nine cook."

Yang Jianye felt a surge of anger, but feigned calmness and said, "He Yuzhu, what are your demands?"

"Director Yang, my cooking skills are now no worse than those of a level six cook."

"Comrade He Yuzhu, the worker level exam is over, and I cannot upgrade you in violation of regulations."

Yang Jianye, who harbored resentment towards He Yuzhu, naturally wouldn't help him level up.

With Yang Jianye's influence at the steel rolling mill, it wouldn't be difficult for him to promote He Yuzhu to a level six cook, or even make him the deputy director of the canteen.

Both are deputy directors, but the deputy director of the canteen at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is only a deputy section chief at level twenty-three.

Below the 18th administrative level, a steel rolling mill can make a decision directly after an internal discussion.

For those at the administrative level of 18 or above, the steel rolling mill must discuss the matter and obtain approval from higher authorities.

"Director Yang, unless you agree to let me take leftovers home."

"As long as you don't make things difficult for me when the factory hosts meals in the future, I'll agree to let you take leftovers home."

Yang Jianye hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement.

He Yuzhu thanked him profusely and returned to the cafeteria in a good mood.

Yang Jianye met with Zhang Qingquan, Nie Dayong, and others, and told them about having He Yuzhu bring lunchboxes.

Zhang Qingquan, Nie Dayong... Li Huaide, whenever they wanted to eat separately or entertain clients or comrades, all agreed to let He Yuzhu take his lunchbox home. Even though Tang Ze, the canteen director, was dissatisfied, he dared not openly object.

He didn't care much about whether he could get a promotion or a raise; he was content as long as he could help Sister Qin.

As evening fell, He Yuzhu, having finished entertaining guests, returned to the courtyard house with three lunchboxes in hand, looking quite pleased with himself.

Having already received the news, Qin Huairu once again played the role of the laundry maid.

Seeing Sister Qin beaming with joy again, He Yuzhu felt only one thing in his heart: it was all worth it.

Standing by the window, Yi Zhonghai glanced at He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu, feeling a sense of relief.

Zhang Cuihua, seizing the opportune moment, shouted loudly, "Qin Huairu, come back now!"

"Zhu Zi, I'm going home now." Qin Huairu took the opportunity to grab two lunchboxes and head home.

Watching Qin Huairu's graceful figure, He Yuzhu's eyes lit up. He only went inside after she went inside and closed the door, still feeling unsatisfied.

The Qi soldiers in the Xuanhuang world are testing their homemade fireworks.

He found the raw materials for making large fireworks in Jambudvipa.

Using his decomposition and synthesis skills, he created some small fireworks.

To some extent, the difference between large and small fireworks is simply their size.

The larger the volume, the greater the power; the smaller the volume, the less the power.

For simple testing and verification of fireworks technology, miniature fireworks are sufficient.

"I've created the fourth-generation mega-firework, the metallic hydrogen mushroom."

Manufacturing fireworks outside involves many technical challenges; the purification process alone can leave many forces helpless.

With the ability to decompose and synthesize, making fireworks is quick and easy as long as you have the raw materials.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Qi army abandoned their idea of ​​manufacturing and stockpiling large fireworks.

He can make more when he needs large fireworks in the future.

In high spirits, Qi Bing returned to the east courtyard outside. Under the cover of night, he used his mental powers to fly and deliver a batch of counterfeit canned yellow gas to the squid area outside Dongdao and the three eastern states.

"Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well spend a few days wandering around Baizhou and pick up some antiques, books, and treasures."

Under the cover of night, flying at high speed, the Qi army arrived at Baizhou silently.

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