Siheyuan: The Qing Dynasty is back

Following Li Huaide to the kitchen, He Daqing couldn't help but sigh as soon as he came in. No matter what time it is, privileges are still everywhere.

The kitchen alone in Li Huaide's father-in-law's house is about 40 to 50 square meters, and it is both spacious and tidy.

And from what He Daqing saw, there were a lot of chickens, ducks, fish, meat, fruits and vegetables on the shelves. These things are hard to find outside.

Li Huaide brought him to a woman in her forties or fifties and said, "Auntie Wang, this is the chef, Master He, whom I brought here to cook. You can tell him how to cook later. His cooking skills have even been praised by the chefs in the big house, so you can rest assured."

Turning his head, Li Huaide said to He Daqing, "This is Aunt Wang. She and my mother-in-law are like sisters and have a very good relationship. She knows more about the eating habits of my father-in-law's family. If you have any questions, just ask her."

Aunt Wang also looked at He Daqing curiously.

After two energy transformations, He Daqing no longer looks like an old man in his forties or fifties. Instead, he looks more like a young man in his thirties.

Aunt Wang was still a little worried about such a young cook.

"Hello, Master He. How many years have you been doing Qinxing? Who is your master?"

He Daqing nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Sister Wang. I have been learning cooking from my father since I was a child. I have been working on the stove for more than 40 years. Don't worry, my cooking skills are still pretty good over the years."

When Aunt Wang heard that He Daqing had been a chef for more than 40 years, she looked at his face and asked uncertainly, "Master He, excuse me, how old are you this year? You don't look like you're in your 40s, do you?"

Li Huaide at the side said with a smile: "Auntie Wang, don't be fooled by his appearance. He is already 46 or 47 years old this year, probably about the same age as you. His son is in his twenties and works as a chef in our factory."

Aunt Wang looked at He Daqing's face carefully.

Without the big bags under his eyes, He Daqing has a tight and fair skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a mature temperament. He is really a handsome guy. {You can refer to the young Daniel Wu}

Aunt Wang, a widow whose husband had passed away nearly twenty years ago, couldn't help but blush at this moment.

She hurriedly lowered her head to cover up and said, "Well, since you brought a master with you, Wade, I believe he has some ability. It's getting late, let's get started."

Seeing that everything had been arranged, Li Huaide left and went to the hall to meet his father-in-law and his family.

Under Aunt Wang's arrangement, He Daqing also changed his clothes and began to arrange the dishes on the shelf.

Looking at these dishes, He Daqing couldn't help but think of the poem: "The rich have wine and meat, while the poor have frozen bones on the streets."

If these things were taken out, ordinary people would probably be jealous, not to mention the hungry victims outside the city.

However, He Daqing has no control over these matters.

I wonder what happened to Aunt Wang at this moment? She was particularly polite to He Daqing. She would come to discuss anything with him in a low voice and speak softly.

"Master He, the host's hometown is in the Northeast, and they particularly like to eat Northeastern cuisine. If you can cook Northeastern cuisine, then try to make it as much as possible, so that you will be more appreciated."

He Daqing nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll cook a table of Northeastern dishes today. It just so happens that I'm also good at these cuisines."

Aunt Wang heard this and said happily, "They will have a treat today. Master He, if you need any help, just let me know. Let me learn how to cook some Northeastern dishes from you."

With Aunt Wang's cooperation, He Daqing quickly selected the dishes he needed to cook.

Just as the two were about to clean up the dishes, they saw two women walking in carrying a box.

When Aunt Wang saw the two women, she quickly put down the dishes in her hands, went over to them and said, "Sister Ping, how did Cuifen get in? It's not easy for Xiaozhi and the others to come back once, you should spend more time with them."

The older woman named Sister Ping smiled and said, "I can't understand what the men say when they get together. So I came to take a look."

The slightly younger woman named Cuifen also said, "Auntie Wang, this is the chef that Huaide brought here, right? How is his cooking?"

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Don't you know who Huaide is? This child is filial and reliable. Chef He is a second-level chef. Even the chefs in the big house praise his dishes. You can just wait for your tongues to be eaten!"

Aunt Wang's flattery made the woman named Cuifen look a little more proud, but also gave her a few more wrinkles on her forehead.

"Master He, right? I'm Li Huaide's wife. I heard that you're a good cook. My second brother just happened to bring back a bear paw. Can you cook it?"

He Daqing looked at the woman in front of him, who was as tall as a sack and as wide as two sacks. The wrinkles on her face were enough to kill a fly, and the vanishing cream she applied was as white as the putty on the wall.

With such a woman, He Daqing could immediately understand why Li Huaide was so lustful. At the same time, he felt a little pity for Li Huaide, because he had a really good appetite.

No wonder I have never seen Li Huaide’s wife. It turns out this guy likes to keep a beautiful woman in his mansion!

If this happened to He Daqing, let alone giving him power and status, he would not even look back even if he became an immortal or a Buddha. How hungry must one be to do this?

Looking at the creature called woman in front of him, looking at him curiously. He Daqing quickly endured the discomfort in his stomach and said: "No problem, leave it to me."

After saying this, He Daqing lowered his head in shame in front of a woman for the first time, fearing that he would not be able to control himself if he looked at her a few more times.

After all, chefs still have to pay attention to hygiene.

Aunt Wang took the box from Cuifen and said, "Master He said it's okay, so don't worry. There's a lot of fumes here, and it's not good for your skin if you stay here for a long time. Sister Ping, just go to the living room and wait."

When she heard that it was bad for the skin, Li Huaide's wife Cuifen pulled her mother's arm and said, "Mom, let's go outside and wait. We can't help much here, and it's easy to cause trouble. I believe the people Huaide brought are absolutely reliable."

After hearing her daughter's words, Sister Ping nodded. She turned to Aunt Wang and said, "Aunt Wang, I'll leave this to you. Come to me if you need anything. We must make a sumptuous dinner for today."

"I feel bad seeing Xiaozhi and the others become skinny due to hunger. I finally got home today, so I'll make some delicious food for them to eat."

These words made He Daqing, who was standing by, feel a toothache.

He's such a strong man, and you actually said he was thin? Do you have any misunderstanding about thinness, auntie? If the disaster victims outside knew this, I wonder what they would think?

But after taking a glance at Li Huaide's wife, her eldest daughter Cuifen, He Daqing could understand what she meant by thinness, because she had her own reference and standards.