Siheyuan: He Yuzhu since 1958

While the other three chefs were still at a loss, He Yuzhu had already started to work. He steamed the potatoes, then cut off all the vegetable and mushroom roots and used them to make a vegetarian soup. Then He Yuzhu started to cut the mushrooms.

As time went by, other chefs also started to work. However, none of them were as complicated as He Yuzhu. They either cooked braised dishes or cold dishes. Anyway, they cooked as simple as possible. There were still more than 20 minutes left before the test, and the other three had finished their dishes. He Yuzhu glanced at the dishes on the table of the three people, just smiled lightly, and didn't say much, and continued to work on his own work.

With only five minutes left before the end of the exam, He Yuzhu cleaned the desk and indicated that he was finished.

The six judges first tasted the dishes made by the other three people. However, they only tasted their dishes briefly. Finally, they walked to He Yuzhu. Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, the judges' eyes lit up. Zhao Qiande asked, "Young man, who taught you this vegetarian dish?!"

He Yuzhu replied: "I figured it out myself. No matter what cuisine it is, it will all end up in the same place."

Ma Dejiang said with an unhappy look on his face: "Young man, don't be so arrogant."

He Yuzhu didn't say much, just smiled faintly. Peng Changhai came to the rescue and said, "Stop talking! Let's just taste it!"

After eating a dish, the six judges would exclaim in amazement. When they ate the last soup, their faces changed. Song Baoshan, who represented Emei Restaurant, asked, "Young man, what did you think of this soup?!"

He Yuzhu replied: "The greatest skill of a chef is to turn something ordinary into something magical. To make the most delicious dish with limited ingredients and time. This soup is derived from Sichuan cuisine's boiled cabbage."

"Not bad! Not bad! Not bad!" Song Baoshan said "Not bad" three times in a row, and then looked at the other judges. Peng Changhai asked: "Where do you work?!"

He Yuzhu replied: "Uncle Master, I am now the head chef in the kitchen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."

Peng Changhai was slightly startled when he heard He Yuzhu call him "Uncle Master". He Yuzhu explained, "My father is He Daqing."

"He Daqing?! Are you the son of that bastard?!" Peng Changhai realized that he had said the wrong thing, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. He said, "Did your father teach you how to cook?!"

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "When I was a child, my father only taught me the basics. Later, I became a disciple of Master Fan Changming of Fengzeyuan. Before my father planned to run away with the widow, he forced me to work in the steel rolling mill. Later, I taught myself."

Chen Dalu then said, "No wonder you look familiar to me, so you are that Shazhu?!"

He Yuzhu scratched his head and said, "Master Chen, Shazhu is a thing of the past. No one calls me by that nickname anymore."

Peng Changhai said, "You are more promising than your father. Come to Sijiucheng Hotel to find me when you have time."

"Hey!" He Yuzhu responded, looking at the dishes with only residual juice on the table, and muttered in his heart: "They are really good eaters?!" Although he thought about it, He Yuzhu did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. After about a quarter of an hour, the test results came out. He Yuzhu obtained the second-level chef certificate, and the other three who passed the first two parts of the assessment obtained the fourth-level chef certificate. Originally, the three people were a little dissatisfied with the judges. But when the three of them secretly tasted the residual juice of the dishes made by He Yuzhu, they all shut up. What else can I say if my cooking skills are not as good as others? !

At 10:30 in the morning, the assessment was over. Cuihua Building also started business. He Yuzhu rode his bicycle back to the courtyard. Passing by a deserted place, He Yuzhu took two pounds of pork belly, a few soup bones and some vegetables from the supermarket, put them in the basket, hummed a cheerful song, and rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.

"Zhu Zi, you're back?!" He Yuzhu had just got off his bicycle when the three aunts greeted him with a smile.

"Hey! You're back!" He Yuzhu picked up his bicycle and walked towards the courtyard. The third aunt saw the meat and vegetables in the basket and hurriedly pulled He Yuzhu to ask, "Zhuzi, where did you buy these meat and vegetables?!"

He Yuzhu replied: "The meat is a reward for today's exam, and the vegetables were exchanged with the farmers on the way back." After saying that, He Yuzhu broke free from the three aunts' hands and ran straight to the central courtyard.

The third aunt murmured with a look of pity: "With so much meat, can they finish it all?! It would be great if they could give me some!!"

"What do you want to share with me?!" At this moment, Yan Bugui came in with a fishing rod and a small stool in one hand and a bucket in the other. The third aunt said, "He Yuzhu just came back. I saw meat and vegetables in his car, so I asked him. He said the meat was a reward for today's exam." Then she asked, "Old Yan, did you catch any fish today?!"

Yan Bugui replied: "I worked hard all morning and only caught three small cat fish."

The third aunt looked at the bucket, and there were only three fish slightly longer than the middle finger, swimming happily in it. The third aunt asked: "Old Yan, what are you going to do with these fish?!"

Yan Bugui replied: "What else can we do?! Make soup?! One bowl for each of us tonight. Two fish for me and one for you."

The third aunt said, "Let's split the fish. Aren't you afraid that the children will rebel?!"

Yan Bugui replied: "If you want to eat it, go and catch it yourself. I have no objection."

"Brother, you're back?!" He Yushui, who was doing homework in his room, heard He Yuzhu greeting his neighbor and immediately ran out of the room and asked, "Brother, how did you do in the exam?!"

He Yuzhu replied, "If your brother helps, how can it not work?!" Then He Yuzhu picked up the meat in the basket and asked, "How do you want to eat this meat?!"

When He Yushui saw the meat, he licked his lips and said, "Brother, there is so much meat, how about we make braised pork?!"

"Okay! Let's make some bone soup, braised pork, and stir-fry some vegetables for lunch." He Yuzhu took out his key, opened the door, and prepared to drive the car into the house. Banggeng appeared from nowhere, blocked He Yuzhu's way, and said, "Shazhu, you have so much meat, but you can't finish it. Give it to me!"

He Yuzhu ignored Bang Geng and shouted, "Where did this beggar come from?!"

"He Yuzhu, what are you talking about?!" Just then Jia Dongxu walked out of his house.

He Yuzhu looked at Jia Dongxu and said, "After all this time, this little beggar is from your family?!"

Qin Huairu also came out at this time and said, "He Yuzhu, you don't need this, why bother a child?!"

"Not short of this?! It's something shameless people like you can't say. Go out and ask, who's family doesn't need meat now?!" After saying that, He Yuzhu glanced at Banggeng and continued, "If you don't take him back, don't blame me for taking action!"

Jia Dongxu hesitated for a few seconds and looked at Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu had no choice but to walk to Banggeng's side, hold Banggeng's hand, and said, "Banggeng! Let's go home!"

"No, no, no! I won't go back unless he gives me the meat!" Bang Geng broke free from Qin Huairu's hand and immediately lay on the ground, rolling around and saying.