"Yes, the chef from the canteen.”
"What is it? Chef, what nonsense! A fitter made delicate parts, and a chef cooked. How could it be the same? You let a chef come over to guide you, what good things can you make…"
"Not bad, haha, this kid is indeed not simple!”
Before Yi Zhonghai could finish, he was interrupted by Master Liu.
The few of them surrounded him.
Master Wang also pointed at Master Liu, indicating for Yi Zhonghai to go over and take a look.
"Look, this angle is right this time. The size is just right. If you polish this edge, it should be suitable.”
Master Liu was talking to another master.
"Let me see!"
Yi Zhonghai took it and looked at it for a while before saying," What's your problem?"
"We did a few before, but the curvature was always wrong, and the slope was not flat.”
"How did you do it this time?"
"That Master He asked us to make this arc first, then cut off the corner on this side, then drill this hole, and finally make the teeth on the slope.”
Yi Zhonghai listened to Master Liu and nodded." How old is Master He? Why was it a chef? Besides, I seem to know all the chefs in our canteen. I've never heard of a good fitter!”
"Haha, Master Yi, you must have been hiding it, right? You should know her. She's from the same courtyard as you.”
Master Liu said as he polished the edges of the parts.
" Our courtyard?!" Yi Zhonghai was even more confused." There's no such person. What's his name?”
"He Yunong!"
"Who is it?"
Yi Zhonghai, who usually spoke calmly, suddenly shouted loudly.
"He Yunong, your Siheyuan is the chef of our canteen. He cooks very well.”
"It's really him. Impossible, impossible! He's not a fitter."
Yi Zhonghai waved his hands in disbelief.
"It's true. Come and take a look. We couldn't make this part even after working overtime for an hour yesterday afternoon and after work. In the end, guess what happened. Look at this angle, this hole, this edge, how perfect.”
Seeing that Yi Zhonghai did not believe him, Master Liu immediately put down the parts in his hand and went to finish the one that He Yunong had made.
Yi Zhonghai naturally did not believe it. He took it and examined it carefully for a while. His lips moved slightly." You mean, this was personally made by He Yunong?”
"That's right. All of us were here, and we made it ourselves. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked him for help today.”Master Liu pointed at the people around him as he spoke, and they all nodded.
"Master Yi, you really didn't know he was a fitter?”
"I really don't know. I only knew that he and Zhu Zi knew how to cook.”
"So powerful? Isn't he hiding too deeply?"
The few of them were stunned.
"Alright, let's get to work. It's a good thing. I'll find an opportunity to report to the higher-ups. Such a good fitter can't stay in the canteen.”
Yi Zhonghai then left, thinking that he had to look for He Yunong tonight to see what level the fitter had reached. Just now, he saw that the processing skills seemed to be better than his own.
……
Carrying three bags of herbs, He Yunong returned to the courtyard house in advance. Seeing that it was still early to get off work, he wanted to come back first to brew the medicine for He Yuzhu so that he could drink it at night.
As for the canteen, since he had Master Chef's cooking skills now, his cooking efficiency was also high. It wouldn't take long.
As soon as he stepped into the front yard, he met the third uncle, Yan Bugui, who had returned home early from his afternoon classes.
"Hey, He Yunong, you got off work so early?”
Yan Bugui pushed his bicycle through the door. In this day and age, having a bicycle was already a big deal. Not only did he have money, but he also had to have a ticket. He Yunong wanted to get one later.
"No, I came back to brew the medicine. I'll leave in a while. I'm not as free as Third Master.”
He Yunong slowed down and continued walking.
"Look at what you're saying. I don't have any classes now, so I came back early. Who was sick? Did you eat too much chicken?"
Yan Bugui stopped the car and put the bag under his armpit. It really did look like that.
"I'm not sick. The chicken soup is too nourishing. It's a little too much.”
He Yunong shook the medicine packet in his hand and said.
"Well, you should have said so earlier. I could have helped you eat some.”
Yan Bugui was stunned. He covered his eyes with his right hand and squinted.
"Look at what you're saying. I respect Third Master. If this chicken was stolen, you wouldn't be at ease eating it, right? However, we still have to thank Third Uncle for letting our family eat one more chicken.”
He Yunong was all smiles and even gave him a thumbs up.
"Hey, you!"
This sentence made Yan Bugui's face turn red. It seemed that he was indeed sure that the other party was the one who stole the chicken last night and caused Xu Damao to lose an extra chicken.
He Yunong smiled and left, ignoring Yan Bugui.
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