He had heard this kind of flattery many times. However, he was in a good mood today because he had eaten authentic Sichuan cuisine. It was the taste of his hometown. He did not argue and drank the wine in one gulp.
"The last dish is here."
Lady Liu placed the last hoof on the table and smiled.""Master He has also brought it."
"Master He, your cooking is really good. Have you stayed in Western Sichuan before?”
Chief Zhang asked curiously.
With such skills and familiarity with the rules of Sichuan Cuisine, he would not believe that he had not been there before.
"As you said, I grew up in a small courtyard house. How can I go to Western Sichuan?”
He Yuzhu laughed and said truthfully,""I learned this skill from an old master from Western Sichuan. The old man is much better than me.”
"Oh, what do you mean?"
Chief Zhang was intrigued.
He Yuzhu gave a thumbs up and said,""Back then, I made a private kitchen for Huang Fusheng.”
"So there's a history. No wonder it's so authentic.”
With the exception of a few people who were knowledgeable, everyone present immediately realized who Huang Fusheng was.
Chief Zhang nodded and smiled."Speaking of which, it's still us who have benefited from Master He. Come, pour a glass of wine for Master He. Let's toast him together.”
When the big leader said this, the other factory directors also raised their glasses.
"I can't, I can't."
He Yuzhu waved his hands.
The big leader thought highly of him and even toasted him. This was a great boasting capital.
But he didn't want to get too close. He came over himself just to do what a chef did.
In the future, it would be fine as long as he was safe and steady.
However, he had to accept the leader's good intentions.
Without waiting for Chief Zhang to speak, He Yuzhu took the cup and downed it in one gulp. He smiled and said,""I'll just go over the line and do it myself. Chief, you guys can eat slowly. If this dish gets cold, it won't have any taste.”
After saying that, he took his leave.
Chief Zhang held the cup and was stunned.
"This Master He has a way of doing things. He doesn't fawn on others or flatter others. He has a bottom line.”
A factory director asked in surprise.
"This He Yuzhu doesn't know what's good for him. I'll punish him when we get back.”
Factory Manager Yang joked.
"Sigh, I like people like Master He. How can I punish him? You guys pat your beards and walk your horses every day. You have to learn from Master He.”
Chief Zhang smiled and shook his head.
He was getting more and more fond of He Yuzhu. The Sichuan Cuisine was also so good. It seemed that he could treat her often in the future.
He was eating inside.
Lady Liu, who was at the side, chased after him and stopped He Yuzhu.
"Master He, keep this."
Madam Liu took out a few tickets and handed them over.
He Yuzhu didn't take it. She glanced at it and saw that it was some commonly used tickets and a big one.
Looking closely, there were two words on it.
Driving the car.
Got it.
"If you really want to thank me, you can give me something else." He Yuzhu pushed it back and smiled.”
Although he was tempted, he didn't plan to take the bicycle ticket.
This was a bicycle ticket. How many people in the entire factory had bicycles?
In this era, this thing was simply the standard for tall, rich, and handsome people. Didn't they see how precious Third Master's bicycle was? He didn't even let his son use it.
He Yuzhu asked himself. He was only here to cook a meal. He couldn't afford such a big gift.
Although he was only a chef at the moment, if there was something he needed to do in the future, he could decide whether to do it or not.
If he really wanted to give it to her, he would have to wait until he was familiar with it.
However, He Yuzhu guessed that he would not come to this house often. The leaders of the People's Congress would not talk nonsense with him for no reason.
"You don't know how important today's meal is. The Bureau Chief's face is very important.”
Madam Liu insisted and pushed it back.
Helpless, He Yuzhu looked around and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"If you really want to give me something, I think that hanging chicken is not bad.”
This thing was good and affordable.
He still felt at ease.
He Yuzhu didn't want to accept them, so Madam Liu could only smile helplessly and take back the tickets.
He Yuzhu didn't know that Madam Liu had given him the tickets today to build a good relationship with him so that she could call him over to cook more often in the future.
He had underestimated himself.
In Bei Du City, the number of people who could make authentic Sichuan Cuisine in such a short period of time could be counted on one hand.
Don't think it's an exaggeration. There are only a few people who can cook much better and make the taste.
There weren't that many people from Western Sichuan in Bei Du City. Those who could eat this kind of dish were almost all leaders from Western Sichuan. They might have a private kitchen that could make it.
However, most of them were sent out, so there were not many who stayed here. There were even fewer people who could find a Sichuan Chef like He Yuzhu.
Sometimes, this table of dishes was a game.
Without this dish, the game really wouldn't be able to start.
PS: Votes! He begged for everything!
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