Siheyuan: Pioneer in anti-corruption, fighting against evil!

In the courtyard of a steel rolling mill in Beijing in 1965.

"Ah!"

After taking a deep breath, He Yu was finally sure that he had traveled to He Yuzhu's body.

Looking at these old furniture and furnishings that were full of the atmosphere of the old times, the house seemed extremely simple, and He Yu couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart.

"I just stayed up all night to watch a TV series. How did I end up in this time and space? Is it just because I don't agree with the author of the show?"

As the memories in his mind continued to merge, He Yu gradually accepted his new identity - he had become He Yuzhu.

“Now that things have happened, let’s just take it as it comes.

After all, I now have a Beijing hukou and a good job, which is better than doing nothing during the epidemic."

Today, He Yuzhu is an eighth-level chef in the steel rolling mill canteen. He learned his cooking skills from his father He Daqing and inherited the tradition of Tan cuisine. He is also proficient in many other cuisines and is considered a well-known chef in the capital.

His monthly income is 37 yuan, which is not as high as the 5 yuan a month earned by the eighth-level fitter next door in the yard, but it is quite generous compared to the ordinary people in the city who only earn five yuan a month.

"From now on, I am He Yuzhu.

Now that I am here, I must not treat myself badly!"

Just as I was thinking this, the door curtain was suddenly lifted and a charming woman walked in.

"Silly Zhu, why are you still lying in bed? I thought you had gone to work a long time ago!"

While laughing and joking, she began to pick up the clothes scattered around the house like a hostess here, and even picked up the dirty underwear without hesitation, intending to wash them together.

No, it should be said that He Yuzhu was standing there in a daze. Of course, he knew who the woman in front of him was, and he also knew what kind of benefits she came to help with housework in order to gain.

Across from her, the woman was holding the last piece of dirty clothing. She noticed that He Yuzhu was staring at her quietly with a look of scrutiny in his eyes. She was puzzled and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you? You look at me in a strange way."

At the same time, I was worried about whether my clothes exposed parts of my body that shouldn't be exposed, so I did a self-examination.

"Sister Qin, you should be wearing an IUD, right?"

He Yuzhu got straight to the point without any unnecessary elaboration.

Although he was a little concerned about Qin Huairu's childbearing history, he had to admit that Qin Huairu was a person who could manage a household.

But when I recalled the ending of the original book where He Yuzhu eventually starved to death under the overpass, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of uneasiness in my heart.

"Bam—"

This sentence hit Qin Huairu like a bolt from the blue, so much so that the clothes she was holding slipped off her hands without even caring about it. Her whole face turned pale in an instant, and she stuttered, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Seeing Qin Huairu's face suddenly change, He Yuzhu already understood the answer, but he did not dwell on this topic anymore. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and said calmly: "Sister Qin, I will collect my salary by myself in the future.

I will always remember your care over the years.

But at the end of the day, I'm still a single man.

If we can't really come together, how about parting ways amicably?"

Hearing these unusually calm words, Qin Huairu was speechless for a moment. Her face turned paler as if she had lost too much blood, and it seemed that she would fall if she took a slight step back.

At this time, He Yuzhu, who was sitting on the bed, remained motionless and continued, "Sister Qin, I know your family is in financial difficulty. With me to supplement the family income, you can naturally raise the children better. However, people should always put themselves first.

I am almost thirty years old, but still single. If I keep delaying like this, I am afraid that even the next generation won’t be able to inherit the legacy and I will have no descendants.

I don't want to end up in this situation.

So while you are here today, let's just lay things out and make things clear.

In the future, our two families will be able to get along like ordinary neighbors.

What do you think? "

After he finished speaking, He Yuzhu just stared at Qin Huairu quietly, not wanting to waste any more words.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was filled with panic and fear. She thought that as she did in the past, as long as she acted pitiful, Sha Zhu would not pursue the matter further.

However, when she looked into He Yuzhu's calm gaze, she found that she couldn't speak at all.

"I...I'd better wash the clothes first."

Before she finished her words, she hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground, turned around and left quickly.

Seeing Qin Huairu almost running away in panic, He Yuzhu stood up, dressed neatly, and went to wash up with a basin.

Fortunately, there was no trace of her around the sink, so she must have returned to her room.

After washing up, he went straight out and headed towards the canteen of the steel mill.

Along the way, He Yuzhu raised a faint smile at the workers rushing to work and the banners with slogans that marked the special era.

In a moment, he arrived at the cafeteria entrance.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a fat man and Ma Hua greeting him, "Master, you are here."

He Yuzhu responded and then said no more. He took off his coat and began to prepare for the day's meal.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded: "Ding, the sign-in system has been successfully bound!"

This kind of plot is not unfamiliar to He Yuzhu, one of the well-known online novel authors on Qidian.

He has created many types of online novels and read a lot of similar works, and is already familiar with the so-called system concept.

So although I was a little shocked at this moment, I didn't feel weird.

Then another voice came into my ears again, "The novice gift pack has been successfully obtained. Do you want to open it immediately?"

With a change of mind, He Yuzhu immediately responded: "Open!"

In just a moment, a large amount of information emerged in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. The exquisite skills of cooking techniques, the preparation methods of different cuisines and their numerous dishes were extremely familiar to him as if he had been through hundreds of battles.

The proportion of ingredients, knife skills and control of the heat are all included.

This state of fullness lasted for several minutes before gradually stopping.

Then, he began to explore the so-called "portable space".

With just one thought, the scene before my eyes transformed into a vast and mysterious world, with fertile fields, bright sunshine, clear lakes and trickling streams...

After suppressing his inner excitement and returning to reality, he noticed Ma Hua's questioning look and explained softly, "It's okay, I was just thinking for a while."

Then, he added to his disciple who had followed him for many years: "From today on, I will teach you some truly amazing skills." Upon hearing this, Ma Hua was first surprised and then ecstatic, and he knelt down on his knees to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Master, for your cultivation and grace!"

“No need to be so polite.

Get up first, let's start with the dish of hot and sour potato shreds." In a flash, He Yuzhu had already started to cook, and his technique was many times more flexible than before, which was eye-opening.

Witnessing all this, Ma Hua was filled with envy and admiration: "Wow, is this the true strength of the Master? It's simply too powerful!"

Not only Ma Hua reacted in this way, the other chefs present were also shocked.

Everyone was shocked by He Yuzhu's knife skills.

A chef at the side looked at the already cut potato shreds and couldn't help but praise: "Master He, today I finally saw your true level. I really admire you!"

After hearing the praise from his colleague, He Yuzhu smiled gently, then put the shredded potatoes into the basin and said, "I'm in a good mood today, how about I show it to everyone?"

"Great, that's great! Master He's craftsmanship really opened our eyes today.

If you are interested, we can help you a little."

Before he finished speaking, everyone started to act.

Some people were picking vegetables, some were cutting them, and soon the kitchen became bustling with activity.

At this moment, He Yuzhu glanced at Ma Hua next to him and said with a smile: "Don't stand there in a daze, try it yourself.

You've been working in our kitchen for many years, but you haven't been promoted to a regular employee and your salary hasn't increased.

In our industry, cooking skills are not just about making delicious dishes.

Knife skills, heat control and ingredients are all key factors.

You've been looking at it for a long time, why not give it a try?

I don’t ask you to reach my level right now, but you can’t be too casual. The dishes you serve should be presentable, right?”

"Master, that's right!" Ma Hua nodded repeatedly in agreement.

So He Yuzhu gave his seat to Ma Hua and stood by to guide him in the operation.

From the way of holding the knife to the strength of the cut, He Yuzhu gave examples and taught one by one.

After a while, Ma Hua started to work. Although he was not as smooth as He Yuzhu before, it seemed that his knife skills had improved significantly after the guidance this time.

On the side, He Yuzhu was delighted: Although Ma Hua had average talent, as long as he studied hard, he might become a famous chef in the future.

"Master, please teach me too." At this time, the fat man was itching to get guidance from He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu looked back and saw that this person was also one of his disciples.

But thinking about the plot in the book, this guy actually betrayed his friend and joined someone else's company just to get 500 yuan more salary than others.

It is certainly right for people to strive for higher goals, but he found such behavior hard to accept.

He has no obligation to spend his energy teaching such students.

Thinking about this, He Yuzhu smiled and shook his head, and replied: "You and I have a shallow fate, and I really have nothing to teach you."

Hearing He Yuzhu's refusal, the fat man was very dissatisfied, but due to his identity as the chef of the factory canteen, he did not dare to confront him in person, so he had to return to his post with his head hung.

It was almost noon, and in less than half an hour, it would be time for the workers to have lunch.

At this moment, all the helpers in the kitchen held their breath and nervously looked at He Yuzhu who was preparing to work in front of the stove. They even breathed carefully for fear that it would affect his performance.

Since it is a large batch of dishes, the pots used are huge and the portions are large.

Due to the limitations of conditions at the time, not too much oil should be used.

As the hot oil in the pot began to smoke, He Yuzhu immediately put the ingredients into the pot.

The aroma filled the air instantly, and within just half an hour, one dish after another was served on the table by He Yuzhu.