Siheyuan: I am stupid, I don't want to be a bootlicker

"Hahaha, maybe Sister Yushui is the smart one. This is a good idea. This is a good idea."

Fang Zisen immediately spoke up and raised both hands in agreement.

"Well, let me say something."

He Yuzhu knew what these people were thinking, and quickly spoke:

"You can cook, but old man, I need to take a look first before I can decide what dish to make."

When he cooked for the old man of the Xu family in the past, he didn't know much about pharmacology, he just came up with suitable recipes through spatial analysis.

Now, with his medical skills, combined with the recipes analyzed from space, he can easily determine the other person's physical condition.

"What's the logic behind this?"

Fang Zisen was a little confused. Although Huo Kai and Meng Xinglang didn't say anything, they looked at He Yuzhu with puzzled expressions.

"All foods that can nourish the body are medicinal foods. I must first know the situation of the person who eats the medicinal food before I can determine which one is the right one."

He Yuzhu explained, and the five people were immediately stunned. Meng Xinglang was the first to react:

"Zhu Zi, are you saying that you are knowledgeable about medicine?"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "It's just some simple common sense. Anyone who cooks knows a little bit about it."

"Hehe, that's even better. If it can make my old man have a good meal, I'll kowtow to you."

Fang Zisen grinned, and his fair and clean face looked like a white chrysanthemum.

He Yuzhu felt that if he and the third uncle were put together, they would have a bit of the flavor of white chrysanthemums and yellow chrysanthemums.

After the meal, my stomach was so round from the rain that I felt like I couldn’t even walk.

He Yuzhu took her to a nearby department store and bought her two sets of clothes, a pair of cloth shoes, a pair of leather shoes, and a new schoolbag.

When I got home, it was almost afternoon.

Everyone in the yard was busy around the stove and no one paid attention to them.

Not long after He Yuzhu pushed the bicycle into the inner room, the voice of the third uncle was heard outside the door:

"Zhu Zi, Officer Fang is here."

He Yuzhu stood up with drooping eyelids and opened the door, only to see Fang Zisen standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Why are you here again?"

We just met this morning and he came again in the afternoon. Could it be that he is thinking about my sister?

He Yuzhu muttered something in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a little alert.

He can play with these people, but Yu Shui must find a family of equal status to marry, otherwise it will be too painful.

The Fang Zisen in front of him was obviously too high for Yu Shui to reach.

However, it turned out that He Yuzhu had overthought, and Fang Zisen showed a happy expression:

"I'll go back and discuss it with my family. Can we set it for next Sunday?"

He Yuzhu didn't react for a moment, but soon realized that Fang Zisen was talking about the old men's meal, and nodded immediately:

"Okay, I'm free on Sunday, so I'll take Yu Shui and one of my apprentices with me and go there in advance."

When Fang Zisen saw He Yuzhu agreed, the smile on his face became even wider:

"Okay then, you continue to sleep, I'll be back."

Seeing Fang Zisen and He Yuzhu talking so casually and having a very good relationship, the third uncle couldn't help but feel a little envious.

This afternoon, while everyone was having lunch, he went to sit in Principal Zhang's office.

Judging from the tone of Principal Zhang's voice, if nothing unexpected happens, the position of logistics director will most likely be his.

The third uncle admired He Yuzhu to the core.

Although what Principal Zhang said was different from what He Yuzhu said, the meaning they expressed was the same:

The head of the logistics department must fully understand the operation of each department in the school, and spend where necessary and save where necessary.

As for the proper respect for one's parents, although Principal Zhang did not say anything, he mentioned it twice during their conversation. The third uncle was a sensible man.

After He Yuzhu's enlightenment, the third uncle's mind was opened up a little. He naturally understood what Principal Zhang meant and expressed his sincerity immediately.

Seeing that the Third Master was still standing at the door, He Yuzhu couldn't help but asked with a smile:

"Why, Third Uncle, has that matter been settled?"

"Hey, there's no result yet, so don't talk nonsense."

Although he said this, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

The logistics director not only received an extra 10 yuan salary per month, but also received a lot more subsidies.

I believe that it won’t take long before he can get rid of the nickname “Stingy Old Yan” in the hospital.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, you have to treat me to a good meal when the time comes."

As soon as He Yuzhu saw the expression on the third uncle's face, he knew that it was most likely true, and he couldn't help but feel happy for him.

When he watched the TV series Love in the Courtyard, there were only three things he couldn't let go of:

First, Lou Xiao'e married Xu Damao.

Second, the third uncle has a narrow vision and has been “calculating” all his life, but has not “calculated” his own retirement issue.

Third, He Yuzhu was morally blackmailed by an old man and helped the widow Qin for half his life, almost causing her extinction.

Now that he has been reborn, these three things have changed. Speaking of which, he feels a sense of accomplishment.

Early the next morning, He Yuzhu prepared to ride his brand new "Phoenix" 28-bar bicycle to work.

When the aunties in the yard saw He Yuzhu pushing a shiny new black bicycle to work, their eyes lit up:

"Hey, Zhuzi, when did you buy this bicycle? It must have cost more than a hundred, right?"

"Master He, it's OK. You can ride on a 28-inch bicycle."

"Hey, Zhuzi, you already have a 28-inch bicycle? You just need a daughter-in-law, right?

I have an 18-year-old cousin from my mother's family. If I'm free this week, I'll bring her over for you to see?"

"Zhu Zi, this is incredible.

"The 28-inch bicycle is ready? This is a big happy event, so we should treat everyone in the courtyard to a good meal, right?"

……

Amid the warm greetings from the aunties in the middle yard and the front yard, He Yuzhu fled out of the yard in panic.

There's nothing I can do about it; the aunties in the courtyard are just too enthusiastic.

As for the kid, if he hadn't run fast, he would have probably been sitting in the back seat.

After leaving the yard, he took a step with his long legs, stared, and immediately started running on his 28-inch bicycle.

He Yuzhu felt the envious glances from people on the street and finally understood why the rich second generation were so keen on jogging.

A journey that normally takes half an hour on foot can now be reached in ten minutes on this 28-inch bicycle.

When he arrived at the steel rolling mill, he met someone he knew at the entrance of the security department, and He Yuzhu once again fell into the envy and enthusiasm of the crowd.

He Yuzhu was in a good mood today. He distributed cigarettes to everyone in the kitchen, assigned them tasks for the day, and began to prepare meals for the small kitchen.

Today's main dish is two large grass carps weighing more than five kilograms. The fish meat has many bones and is fishy. In addition, it takes a lot of oil to cook this, so it cannot be sold at a high price.

He Yuzhu was going to make a simple boiled fish fillet. This way of eating fish was not available in that era. Serving these four dishes was enough to open the leaders' eyes.

Ma Hua, who was helping at the side, couldn't help but admire the master more as he watched him kill, debone and fillet the fish with such smooth movements.

No matter what ingredients, as long as they are in the hands of the chef, they can be cooked to be delicious.

The two side dishes were shredded pork with fish sauce, stir-fried vegetables with oil residue, and spicy and sour shredded potatoes, cold-mixed black fungus, and pickled cabbage with vinegar.

For soup, I made a simple millet and mung bean porridge. With Ma Hua's help, four tables of dishes were ready in less than an hour.

Looking at the six delicious dishes and one soup on the table, all the kitchen staff began to swallow their saliva.

"Everyone, stop looking and hurry up with the work at hand. You will all have a share when you get off work."

He Yuzhu waved to everyone, smiled and said something, then looked at the time and saw that it was almost time, so he and Ma Hua served the dishes to the canteen.

"Hey, Master He, let me help you."

Xiaopang, who had always had a low presence in the kitchen, seemed to have finally found an opportunity and trotted over to help serve the dishes.

Ever since he said in the kitchen last time that he wanted to be He Yuzhu's apprentice, Master Huang somehow got to know about it.

Master Huang called Xiaopang to his home, invited a few witnesses, and directly expelled him from the "school". From then on, they went their separate ways and had nothing to do with each other anymore.

Originally, if Xiaopang became the foreman, Master Huang, as the master, could have gotten a little share of the profits. But now that there is no chance, Master Huang is naturally unhappy.

What's more, this little bastard actually wanted to burn his bridges and seek another better partner. Would Huang Shizhong still want to keep this thing for the New Year?

Xiaopang couldn't find an "organization" during this period, and was helpless and uncomfortable in the kitchen.

After thinking it over, I still feel that I should get closer to Master He. Even if I can't become his apprentice, at least my situation will be better.

"Okay, the leaders will be here soon."

He Yuzhu agreed with a smile. After all, Xiaopang was alone now.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, he won't be intolerant.

After all, there was no deep hatred between the two sides from the beginning, they just had different positions.

When Xiaopang heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his chubby face:

"Hey, hey."

As he spoke, he picked up a plate of boiled fish fillets and walked towards the canteen.

Ever since the small canteen changed its dining options, leaders of all ranks have been eating on time, and no one is late. Work efficiency has also improved a lot.

Just kidding, if I get caught up in work when it’s time for dinner, by the time I’m done, there’ll probably be empty plates left.

After lunch, He Yuzhu just entered the storage room to take a nap when Ma Hua followed him in.

"Ma Hua, what's wrong with you?"

As He Yuzhu was talking, he opened the door of the storage room a little. This was not to avoid suspicion, but to prevent someone from coming and eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Master, this is the matter..."

Ma Hua explained his purpose in a few words.

It turned out that he took some time to go back home last week. He raised a few chickens at home, but he was reluctant to eat them, so he was thinking about whether he could sell them to the steel mill.

Nowadays, if you are caught engaging in illegal transactions, you will be put in prison, so MCA only dared to talk to He Yuzhu about this matter.

"Are there a lot of things?"

He Yuzhu frowned and asked, this is not an easy thing to do, especially since there are too many eyes in the village.

If someone reports it because of conjunctivitis, it would be more trouble than gain.

"We have five chickens at home, and we can catch some wild rabbits. If the uncles and aunts in the village want them, there will be plenty."

Ma Hua’s uncle Ma Liang is the village party secretary, but he is not his biological uncle as they are a generation apart.

Ma Hua specifically asked Ma Liang about this matter. It was a good thing that could help everyone in the village make money, and Ma Liang promised on the spot.

As long as the steel mill can succeed, they will ensure that no news of it will leak out of their village.

"Okay, I understand. I'll talk to Chief Hu about this this afternoon."

He Yuzhu agreed. In that era, people were generally short of food and clothing, and even in a large factory like a steel mill, they could only afford two meals of meat all year round.

The price issue is secondary, the main issue is that it is not available.

As for the menu of the small canteen listed by He Yuzhu, Section Chief Hu had to pull out a lot of hair before he gritted his teeth and ensured that he could get everything.

The Logistics Department is responsible for handling supplies. As long as the price is right, Section Chief Hu will definitely be willing to do this.

"By the way, do they want money or tickets?"

He Yuzhu asked again.