Courtyard House: He Yuzhu started in 1948

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu changed into clean clothes and then went to No. 5 Middle School to find Lü Qinghuan.

He Yuzhu had great trust in Lü Qinghuan, a historical figure.

From an ordinary teacher to the principal of No. 5 Middle School and a member of the municipal party committee, after retiring from the position of principal, he took up a substantive post in the district.

The district with the highest area code in the country!

How could someone like that joke around with a little kid?

Upon arriving at the gate of No. 5 Middle School, He Yuzhu told the gatekeeper that he was looking for Lü Qinghuan and gave his name. The gatekeeper, who had already received instructions from Lü Qinghuan, told He Yuzhu to go to Lü Qinghuan's office after hearing his name.

In this day and age, trust between people is so simple and unpretentious.

The main gate of No. 5 Middle School was an arched gate built of blue bricks. Inside were three teaching buildings. The north and west teaching buildings, which were connected together, were built by the Japanese. They had wooden floors and sliding doors. After No. 5 Middle School moved here, it wanted to replace the doors, but the limited funds were used to build a new two-story red brick teaching building. In addition, the school's expenses were increasing and the funds were tight. Even the newly built two-story teaching building was built by repairing the damaged doors and wooden floors left by the Japanese. Therefore, the newly built teaching building also has wooden floors and sliding doors.

But there are plenty of green plants on campus, and straw curtains are installed on the windows, so even in summer, the campus is not necessarily very hot.

Lü Qinghuan's office is in the newly built small building, which is the teaching building for the senior high school. Currently, the school has 460 students, with 300 students in the junior high school and only 160 students in the senior high school.

At this moment, in Lü Qinghuan's office, he was talking to Zhang Tianyong, the director of the school's logistics department, about He Yuzhu. Zhang Tianyong objected to Lü Qinghuan putting in a 13-year-old child, but Lü Qinghuan insisted, so he had no choice but to agree.

Zhang Tianyong thought for a moment and said, "The world is getting more and more chaotic now, and it's not safe for our students to go home. The principal is planning to open up the bungalows at the back to serve as dormitories for students who live far away, and also to set up a canteen so that teachers and students can eat at school. But the budget is not much, and I can't pay that kid's wages."

Lü Qinghuan said with a smile, "Tianyong, don't be so sure of yourself. Don't underestimate that kid just because he's young. His skills are pretty good. How about this, you try his steamed buns later, and then we can discuss it. Besides, he's progressive and a potential partner."

"You can't expect a 13-year-old to be a head chef, can you? Besides, what can a child even do?"

Zhang Tianyong remained stubborn, saying, "I plan to find a few parents from among the impoverished students to help with the cooking. They can't possibly not put their heart into the meals for their own children."

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and He Yuzhu's voice came from outside: "Is Mr. Lü in?"

"They're here!"

Lü Qinghuan gave Zhang Tianyong a look, then called out loudly towards the door, "Come in!"

He Yuzhu pushed open the door and entered. Seeing that there were other people present, he remained silent, closed the door, and stood about two meters in front of the desk: "Hello, sir."

"Hello, Yuzhu."

Lü Qinghuan then introduced Zhang Tianyong to He Yuzhu, saying, "His name is Zhang Tianyong, and he is the head of the school's logistics department."

Zhang Tianyong?

Yet another historical figure!

However, he is somewhat inferior to Lü Qinghao.

He Yuzhu then bowed slightly to show respect: "Hello, Director Zhang."

"Hello there."

Zhang Tianyong looked He Yuzhu up and down, but couldn't see anything special about him.

Hmm, they are quite polite.

The students at the school all called him Teacher Zhang, but only He Yuzhu addressed him by his official title.

This ability to read people, honed through years of walking the streets and alleys, must be it?

Zhang Tianyong, of course, did not know that He Yuzhu came from a later era, nor did he know that He Yuzhu often came across the phrase "when working, refer to your job title".

Chapter · Duties!

Lu Qinghuan said to He Yuzhu, "Yuzhu, our school is planning to build a cafeteria to provide lunch and dinner for students who can't go home. Are you interested in helping out in the kitchen? There's no salary, though. Would you like to help out in the cafeteria? I can promise that when you're not busy, you can attend classes in any classroom in the school. You can also get any books you need from me. If you agree, I'll talk to the principal about it."

"this……"

He Yuzhu hesitated. If it were just for himself, he could agree, but the key was that he had a younger sister and a father to support. If he couldn't earn money, his family would starve.

But with the opportunity to get into No. 5 Middle School right in front of him, He Yuzhu didn't want to give it up.

After thinking for a moment, He Yuzhu pictured Tian Zao and her "little brother" in his mind, and an idea came to him. He then asked, "Sir, Director Zhang, when will our school cafeteria start operating?"

Zhang Tianyong was in charge of logistics, so the newly established cafeteria naturally fell under his jurisdiction. He then said, "It's still in the planning stage, and it should be completed in about a week. Yuzhu, can you cook?"

He Yuzhu immediately said, "My father, He Daqing, used to be the head chef at Fengzeyuan Restaurant. He specializes in Tan family cuisine, and his master is Master Peng Changhai. He has experience in Shandong, Sichuan, and Cantonese cuisines. I have been learning from my father since I was a child. I started practicing knife skills at the age of six and started cooking at the age of nine. Now I am learning how to prepare pasta dishes and stir-fry. I can steam buns and dumplings. As for cooking... I can do that, but I haven't finished my apprenticeship yet. If my father knew that I was cooking, he would probably break my hands."

Steamed buns are fine, but cooking dishes is not.

Zhang Tianyong was surprised to find that He Yuzhu's cooking skills were inherited from his family. He was even more respectful when he heard the name Peng Changhai. Although he had never eaten Master Peng's cooking, his reputation was well-known in Beiping.

Stir-frying... isn't difficult. Students aren't those meticulous businessmen and officials; as long as they get enough nutrition, there won't be a problem.

Besides, He Yuzhu coming to the school to help is secondary; the most important thing is to let him study.

Zhang Tianyong thought about it and decided that it wouldn't be a problem to let He Yuzhu help out in the kitchen. Besides, there was no salary, it was just an opportunity for him to learn. The tuition was only a few dollars. If He Yuzhu learned to cook honestly, he would earn at least six silver dollars after he graduated.

Thinking about this, Zhang Tianyong found He Yuzhu much more agreeable.

The fact that this child would rather earn less or no money than choose to study shows that he has a strong desire to learn.

Indeed, he has progressive ideas and is a promising talent.

"Sir, Director Zhang, may I go home and prepare, take care of things at home, and then come to the school to report for duty in three days... five days at the latest?"

He Yuzhu looked at Zhang Tianyong and said sincerely, "My father quit his job at Fengzeyuan and stayed home to take care of my younger sister. He usually sells steamed buns to supplement the family income. Yesterday, I ran into a neighbor from the next street. She was wandering around with more than ten children who had no parents. I was thinking of finding them some work to fill their stomachs. Sir, Director Zhang, five days, five days at most, I'll come and report to you as soon as I've arranged things, is that alright?"

When you're out in the world, you give yourself your own identity.

Whether the matter has been completed or not is not important; what is important is that it is already in the planning stage and ready for implementation.

Lü Qinghuan and Zhang Tianyong wouldn't bother to verify the words of a thirteen-year-old child, after all, in this era, trust between people is so simple and unpretentious.

As expected, when Lü Qinghuan and Zhang Tianyong heard He Yuzhu's words, they were immediately filled with respect. He was not only a progressive young man, but also a very kind-hearted comrade who was willing to help others!

Comrade.

Those who share the same ideals will share the same heart; those who share the same heart will share the same ideals.

Simply put, it means having the same goals and interests!

Lü Qinghuan and Zhang Tianyong exclaimed in their hearts, "Our path is not lonely."

Moreover, He Yuzhu is only thirteen years old, yet he shares the same ideals with them. He is their ideal successor!