Siheyuan: God rewards hard work and makes life better

Pei Guang felt that his cooking skills were about to be upgraded, so he opened the system records and took a look, and it was just as he expected.

[Ding! You practiced your cooking skills seriously, your cooking proficiency +8]

[Ding! Your cooking proficiency has reached the promotion requirement, and your skill level has been promoted to proficient level]

Afterwards, some inexplicable information appeared in Pei Guang's mind, and finally slowly merged into one with him.

Pei Guang felt that his cooking skills had improved a lot. Both his knife skills and control of the heat had reached a new level.

According to his estimation, he should have reached the level of an eighth-level chef at this time, so grading would be a piece of cake.

You have to know that Sha Zhu was only a level 9 chef at that time, which was one level higher than him. The thought of this made him feel so happy.

[Ding! Cooking skill upgrade detected, upgrade rewards are now issued. ]

随身空间里再次多出了一些奖励，牛肉30斤、兔肉30斤、金钱200块、鲤鱼30斤、鸡蛋200个、大米30斤、大白兔奶糖100颗、粮票20斤、调味品一套。

Give the system 100 likes, and you no longer have to worry about food. And he was rewarded with 200 yuan, which is equivalent to his 10-month salary. The life of cheating is so cool.

Open the properties panel and it has indeed been refreshed.

技能：厨艺熟练（3/100）学识精通（501/1000） 健身熟练（0/100）

You don’t need to worry about cooking skills for now, but you should improve your physical fitness as soon as possible.

At dinner time, the smell of meat wafted out from the Xu, Jia, Liu, and He families, causing complaints from the neighbors.

At this time, everyone was having a hard time. How could the others bear it when a few wealthy families in the courtyard did this? There were children crying in many households, and then they turned into wailing.

Pei Guang looked very strange after hearing this. Could it be that this had something to do with him?

......

Jia family.

Jia Dongxu scooped two bowls of chicken soup from the pot and walked outside with the bowls.

When Jia Zhang saw this, she immediately stopped him, "Dongxu, where are you going with the bowl? We don't even have enough to eat at home."

"Mom, I'll bring two bowls to Master and his wife to show my filial piety."

Qin Huairu echoed, "Mom, after all, the uncle is Dongxu's master, and we are still hoping that he can teach Dongxu more skills."

How could Jia Zhang not know this? Although she was somewhat reluctant in her heart, she did not say anything more.

Yi Zhonghai heard a knock on the door, opened the door and saw two bowls of meat in his apprentice's hands, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Dongxu, it's enough for the master to know your intentions. Take it back to nourish Banggeng and Huairu."

Jia Dongxu smiled and said, "Master, I bought a big chicken today. My family can't even finish it. You can't refuse."

Yi Zhonghai took it and felt warm in his heart. His efforts in training him over the years were worth it. He thought that there would be another assessment opportunity in two months. He was ready to work harder and maybe Dongxu could be promoted to a third-level fitter.

When an old lady came out of the kitchen, she saw two bowls of chicken on the table and asked curiously where they came from.

"Dongxu sent it to us as a gift. It's thanks to his filial piety."

The lady was immediately moved and said, "Zhonghai, you are so foresighted to choose such a good person for retirement."

Yi Zhonghai smiled proudly, "Of course not. Dongxu is the only one in our hospital with outstanding moral character and ability. He is definitely the best choice for our elderly care."

Chapter 5: Several Houses Fragrance

Yan's house in the front yard.

The whole family sat at the dinner table, drooling at the fragrance in the air.

Looking at the children's resentful eyes, Yan Fugui felt very sad!

Everyone, human or ghost, is showing off, only I, Old Yan, am being stabbed in the eyes.

The third aunt said angrily: "What a bunch of people! Why are they eating meat for no reason?"

Yan Jiecheng complained, "Dad, didn't you say you had a great harvest when you left this morning? How come you came back empty-handed?"

"Hey! Boy, if you have the guts, go and try it yourself." Yan Fugui rolled his eyes at him.

Yan Jiecheng suddenly became dispirited. He had no idea how to fish and didn't have the patience for it.

Several people were gnawing on the steamed bread while imagining that it was chicken, feeling like they were quenching their thirst by looking at a plum.

The He family in the middle courtyard.

As Sha Zhu smelled the fragrance wafting from the pot, he felt a sense of contentment in his heart. No matter how rich the people in the courtyard were, when it came to cooking skills, he, Sha Zhu, was still the best.

At this time, He Yushui came in supporting the deaf old lady, and couldn't help swallowing when she smelled the fragrance.

"Brother, this smells so good, when can we eat it?"

Sha Zhu grinned till his ears and said smugly, "It's ready to be served. Go get some bowls and chopsticks."

The three of them sat down at the table. The deaf old lady picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. She felt that it was tender and fresh. She praised: "Shazhu, you are really good. We have decided that you will be the most promising one in our hospital."

Sha Zhu was immediately delighted. He loved hearing people praise him the most.

......

The next morning, Pei Guang woke up, tidied himself up, ate the porridge his sister had cooked, and prepared to go out to work.

As a chef in a steel rolling mill, my working hours are two hours later than those of ordinary workers, and I only need to report to the factory at 10 o'clock.

When passing by the central courtyard, he happened to meet Sha Zhu. Although Sha Zhu was not yet the boss of the kitchen, he had already developed a bad habit of bad breath.

The two greeted each other, and Sha Zhu said with a smile: "Xiao Guang, you have been working in a canteen for two years. I think your cooking skills should be pretty good."

Pei Guang rolled his eyes. Sha Zhu knew exactly what treatment a kitchen helper received. If he hadn’t traveled through time, who knows how long it would take to get promoted.

"Not bad! I've made some progress recently, so I should be able to get a grade soon."

Sha Zhu thought he was just pretending to be great. He didn't have a master to teach him, so he really thought he could learn it just by watching. The kitchen helpers in the third canteen just cut vegetables and serve meals every day, but they didn't learn anything after working for so long.

"Congratulations! I'll try your cooking some other day." Sha Zhu smiled indifferently.

After walking for about ten minutes, we finally arrived at the entrance of the steel mill. There were two tall stone pillars standing there, with eye-catching slogans engraved on them.

“No matter how busy you are in production, never forget quality.”

The steel rolling mill was not yet the tens of thousands-strong factory it would become later. It currently had about 3000 workers. There were three canteens, eight workshops, as well as staff dormitories, a clinic, a bathhouse, etc. in the factory.

Each canteen has three chefs, each with several assistants.

The three chefs in a canteen are the head chef and team leader Master Zhao, a level 7 chef, the second chef Master Lin, a level 8 chef, and the third chef Master Li, a level 9 chef. These chefs are in their prime and can still contribute to the factory for a long time.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, many people had already arrived and were chatting in groups of three or four.

Pei Guang greeted everyone as usual and listened to the cafeteria aunties talking about factory gossip.

These aunts were very enthusiastic. Seeing that he was interested, they pulled him aside and started chatting.

There were all kinds of gossip, such as which widow from a certain workshop went into the woods, someone was caught molesting women, and so on. Pei Guang was shocked when he heard it.

"Wow! I never paid much attention to it before, but it turns out there are so many weird things happening in the factory."

It was probably because he was shy, otherwise he would have to ask which grove it was so that he could go and see it, or whistle secretly or something.

These gossips are like additives to life, adding a bit of color to the dull life.

When it was time to go to work, Pei Guang began to prepare the ingredients according to the chef's instructions.

With the sound of "snapping", the knife came down and slices of cucumber of uniform thickness fell onto the chopping board. The efficiency was improved many times compared with before.

Sun Shaokang, who was standing next to him, was attracted by the sound of cutting vegetables. He turned around and was immediately stunned.

It was not until Pei Guang cut a few more cucumbers that he reacted.

"Guang...Brother Guang, how...how did you do this?" Sun Shaokang asked in a trembling voice.

Sun Shaokang is 16 years old this year. His father died of illness two months ago, so he took over the factory. The two had similar experiences and were both kitchen helpers, so they became good friends not long after.

Pei Guang laughed, "I've made some breakthroughs in my knife skills practice recently, and I didn't realize it."

Sun Shaokang believed it and said, "Brother Guang, can you teach me how to cut vegetables? I want to be as fast as you."

"What's wrong with that? You're like this..."

"Hold the knife in your right hand, and slightly bend the other four fingers of your left hand except the thumb, with the fingertips pointed inwards. Bend the thumb to the inside of the four fingers. When cutting, keep the blade close to the second joint of the finger. Don't lift it too high, but back it out a little bit. Keep the finger and the knife half a fingernail (or a whole fingernail) away."

Pei Guang demonstrated in slow motion as he spoke. The move was not difficult and Sun Shaokang was able to cut it slowly in no time.

"Brother Guang, this method is really useful. It makes cutting vegetables much faster than before!"

Pei Guang smiled knowingly, began to speed up his movements, and soon finished his work.

When he was about to find the canteen director, he was stopped by the third chef, Chef Li.

"Xiao Pei, where are you going if you're not busy with work?" Master Li said sternly, looking like he was in a bad mood.

There was no conflict between the two. Pei Guang smiled and said, "Master Li, I have finished my work and want to talk to the director about something."

Master Li was stunned for a moment, but after checking he found that he had indeed completed the work and had handled the ingredients very well.

He waved his hand and said nothing more.

Pei Guang came to the director's office and knocked on the door gently.

"Boom boom boom!"

I only heard a strong voice from inside, "Come in!"

Pei Guang tidied his clothes and then pushed the door and walked in.

The canteen director Liang Weimin is in his early 40s, with a fat head and big ears, and looks similar to Jia Zhangshi and Liu Haizhong.

Liang Weimin looked at the person who came and recognized him immediately. There were only so many people in the cafeteria and he was familiar with everyone's name.

Chapter 6: Grading Assessment

"Xiao Pei, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Liang Weimin asked puzzledly.

"Director, I found an envelope at your door. There was twenty dollars in it. I guessed it was yours."

Pei Guang said with a smile, and took out an envelope he had prepared in advance from his pocket and placed it on the desk.

Liang Weimin narrowed his eyes and immediately knew that he wanted to ask for a favor, and this boy was quite tactful.

"Xiao Pei, this envelope is indeed mine. You should have something else to say."

"Director, my cooking skills have improved recently. I would like to invite you to taste my food. If possible, I would like to grade it earlier."

At that time, there was no clear grade assessment system for chefs, and there was no three-year apprenticeship limit. Everything depended on skills. Grading was just a matter of a leader's word, unlike fitters who had so many requirements.

Liang Weimin nodded and said, "Xiao Pei, I'll go to the cafeteria with you. If my cooking skills are up to par, I'll apply to Deputy Director Li."

Pei Guang showed a look of joy; he had absolute confidence in his craftsmanship.

Everyone in the cafeteria looked at the two people who came in together, with a hint of surprise in their eyes, and they couldn't figure out what the connection between the two people was.

"Hello, director!"

"Hello, director!"

In response to everyone's greetings, Liang Weimin nodded slightly, keeping a serious look.

Liang Weimin came to the stove in the third kitchen and said to Pei Guang, "Try making some hot and sour potato shreds in this big pot."

Everyone in the cafeteria was shocked when they heard this, and then they understood the current situation and all kinds of thoughts came to their minds.

Pei Guang walked calmly to the stove, washed the shredded potatoes, cut the green and red peppers into shreds, and cut the garlic.

Add oil to the pan, add the ingredients when slightly hot and sauté until fragrant, then add the drained shredded potatoes and green and red peppers. When you feel the heat is about right, add seasonings, stir-fry a few times with a spatula and it is ready to serve.

Everyone in the cafeteria had been paying attention to what was happening here, and looked at Pei Guang's skillful techniques with a look of surprise and doubt on their faces.

As the aroma spread, several chefs were shocked. Judging from the technique and the aroma, they knew that the chef's skills were very good.

"When did this kid learn this skill? He's quite good at hiding it!" Several chefs thought to themselves.

Liang Weimin didn't care about what everyone thought. He picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He found it sour, spicy and delicious with a crisp texture.

"Xiao Pei, your skills are extraordinary. Why did you come here for the grading only now?" Liang Weimin asked puzzledly.

"Uh... Director, I have only made some progress recently."

Liang Weimin was just asking casually, and since he gave him money, he simply gave him a hand.