Siheyuan starts from decomposing the level eight fitter
80I, He Yuzhu, am back

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Donald

and Lou Xiao'e were chatting here. The atmosphere was very harmonious. It wasn't a happy one, but it was also full of smiles.

However, in the middle of the court, there was a person who was unhappy.

This person was He Yuzhu, the chef of the rolling mill, the wild god of war of the Siheyuan, who had devoted his life and energy to the great cause of caring for widows.

In the past, he always felt that Widow Qin was insatiable and only knew how to ask for things from him every day.

His, uh, savings were almost drained dry.

He could barely eat half of the oily leftovers he brought from the canteen every day.

All of them went into the widow's family's stomachs.

On the surface, he was unwilling every time and would occasionally say a few words.

But in fact, he enjoyed it very much.

He enjoyed the feeling of serving a widow.

And the widow's ambiguous attitude towards him.

Every time, he could take advantage of it, but he couldn't really do it.

As the saying goes, what you can't get is always in turmoil.

The little widow Qin Huairu was extremely confident about this.

It was not necessary to hook the silly pillar.

But recently.

Ever since he went to clean the toilet himself.

Things took a huge turn.

First, his salary had dropped from 37.5 yuan to 18 yuan.

In the past, he could bring some oily leftovers from the canteen every day. Now, unless he wanted to steal the collective feces, he couldn't take anything away.

His ten years of old nasal inflammation had been cured by the strong smell of nitrogen.

This could be considered an unexpected gain.

Actually, this was nothing to the silly Zhu Zi.

He did not have high expectations for life.

The steamed bread with white flour could fill one's stomach, and the steamed bread with miscellaneous grains could also fill one's stomach. Other than being a little sore, the rest were similar.

What made him more depressed was that the widow had not been looking for him recently.

She didn't borrow money from him, nor did she borrow food from him, nor did she wash his underpants.

Every time he saw her on the way to and from work, he would just nod.

This could not go on.

Touching the widow every day was the source of his happiness. He depended on this to live.

He thought about it.

The widow's change started when he was punished to clean the toilets.

So he was thinking.

If he could return to the canteen.

He could even bring home some leftovers every day.

His salary was back to 30 yuan, and he could even lend her 10 yuan a month.

Would the widow become the same as before?

It should be.

But how could he return to the cafeteria?

Although he had been cleaning toilets every day for the past two months, he still practiced cooking at home.

It could not reach the level of the past.

But at least he could be considered a proper chef.

Even if he couldn't cook as a chef, he could still cook a big pot of dishes and home-cooked dishes.

Even if he returned to the canteen, he would not be afraid of being exposed.

It had to be said that Silly Zhu was indeed talented in cooking.

Donald had dissected Silly Pillar's cooking skills, but he hadn't dissected his cooking talent.

With his talent, he returned to being a level 8 chef in two months.

It seemed reasonable.

However, if he wanted to become a level 7 chef or above, he would need a long time to polish himself.

The previous Silly Pillar had used five years to complete this process.

Moreover, he was influenced by his father when he was young.

Silly Zhu thought for a long time, but he could only think of one person.

He had once cooked for a high-ranking official.

He didn't know the exact rank of this leader, and he didn't ask.

However, even Manager Yang was bowing in front of this big leader, which meant that his level was not low.

If he went to beg this big leader and asked him to say something in front of Factory Manager Yang, he would be transferred back to the canteen to work. It would be a matter of minutes.

Thinking of this…

He Yuzhu took a small pot of tea leaves and left.

The tea leaves were given to him by a rich family when he was cooking for a wedding banquet.

He had never been willing to drink it. Usually, he would only drink high-grade tea leaves, which were actually tea leaves.

When asking for help, one had to have the attitude of asking for help.

It was inevitable to give him a small gift.

Relying on the memories in his mind, He Yuzhu arrived at the big leader's house.

This was a European-style villa.

This used to be a concession.

He was blocked by the guards at the door.

"Who are you?"

"My name is He Yuzhu. Everyone calls me Silly Zhu. I'm the chef of the Third Rolling Mill.”

Facing the five to six half-brothers, Silly Pillar honestly told them what had happened.

One of the guards jogged inside and quickly returned.

"Let's go in."

"Sigh, alright."

Silly Zhu Zi didn't know what happened after he went in. He only came out two hours later.

When he entered, he was dejected, but when he came out, he was full of pride.

"I didn't expect the leader to still like to play Go so much. The Go skills that I learned from the old man when I was young are really useful.”

On the second day.

Deputy Factory Manager Li personally came to the public toilet.

"Silly Zhu, I didn't expect you to be so capable. That person called me personally. Alright, you don't have to clean the toilet anymore.

However, there's already a head chef in the East Cafeteria. You can only be a kitchen assistant there. The salary won't be much higher, 27.50 yuan.

"But if you go to the western canteen, um, this is the canteen we just built. After all, there are thousands of people in the factory now. One canteen is not enough.

The head chef over there was still empty.

If you want to go, you can go back to being a chef in the cafeteria. Your salary will still be 37.50 yuan, not a small sum.

You can decide where you want to go."

"Is there a need to say that, Factory Manager Li? Of course I'm going to be a head chef." Silly Zhu was very happy. He didn't expect to be the head chef again.

"You have to thank Lil Tang for being able to become the head chef. If it weren't for Lil Tang's new design that expanded the factory's production capacity and recruited 2000 employees at once, there wouldn't have been a new canteen.”

Deputy Factory Manager Li said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, it was as if he had eaten a fly. It was disgusting.

He did not expect that he could become a head chef again because of that kid from the Tang family.

Bad luck.

However, when he thought about how he could still restore the relationship and intimacy between him and the widow in the future, he felt that he had to be careful.

He suddenly felt that sometimes, one could not be too spineless.

After all, this backbone was worth 10 yuan a month.

Precious!

Stuff like backbone couldn't be eaten.

How could she be as good-looking as 10 yuan?

"By the way, it's impossible for the new canteen to open a small kitchen. You'll be relaxed in the future. You're the first head chef who doesn't even need to open a small kitchen.”

Deputy Factory Manager Li said before he left.

When Silly Pillar heard this news, he did not feel depressed at all. He did not feel humiliated. Instead, he felt very happy.

With his current cooking skills, he had to give special treatment.

Wasn't this just lighting up the toilet? He was courting death.

This was good news.

After Deputy Factory Manager Li left, Shazhu threw the broom away.

Then, they arrived at the old cafeteria.

"Mahua, your master is going to be the head chef of the new cafeteria now. Do you want to transfer with me?

When the time comes, I'll think of a way to make you a kitchen helper. You'll earn 25 yuan a month.”

Silly Zhu Zi still had some brains.

Finding a subordinate that he could use and bringing him along would definitely only be beneficial to him.

"It's true. Master, you finally don't have to use the toilet anymore. That's great.”

This kid was an honest person. Silly Zhu Zi had been his master for so many years, so he still had some feelings for him.

Ma Hua was happy that he could return to his position as head chef.

However, he had to consider the matter of being transferred to the new cafeteria.

Ma Hua had been learning from Silly Zhu Zi for three years.

He was still not qualified to be a kitchen helper. He was still paid 18 yuan a month as an intern.

Ever since Nan Yi came to the canteen as the head chef.

He had never been stingy with teaching interns like them.

He had learned more in these two months than he had in the previous three years.

From this, it could be seen that Master Silly Pillar had hidden more than one hand from them. It was simply a hundred million hands.

If he followed them now, he might become a kitchen assistant in a short period of time, which meant that he would be a level 8 chef.

Wages would also rise substantially.

But this was water without a source, a tree without roots.

Because he knew that his level was not at that level yet.

However, if he stayed in the old cafeteria.

With Chef Nanyi's personality.

In less than a year, he had learned enough to become an official chef.

At that time, he would be at ease with the money.

"Master, I won't follow you. I'm doing quite well here. Chef Nan Yi has been teaching us carefully. I have a feeling that I can become an official chef by the end of this year.

When the time comes, the factory will naturally promote me to the position of kitchen helper.”

Ma Hua said sincerely.

But when Silly Zhu heard it, he didn't feel good.

The disciple he had taught for three years was unwilling to follow him. Instead, he was willing to follow someone who had taught him for less than two months.

This was an ingrate.

"Hmph, if you don't want to go, then forget it. There are a lot of people who are willing to go. If you don't earn money, you're a bastard.”

Towards people who weren't that close to him, Silly Zhu Zi's mouth was never forgiving.

He immediately cursed.

However, Ma Hua was an honest man, and he would not talk back.

He just stood there with his head lowered and let Silly Zhu Zi speak without refuting.

However, this attitude was still very firm.

You taught me for three years. I'll take it if you scold me.

But you are no longer my master.

Chef Nan Yi was the real chef.

He had a teacher's ethics and taught craftsmanship without holding back.

Silly Zhu Zi cursed for a long time until his mouth was dry.

However, Ma Hua's expression did not change at all.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?

You should know that your previous salary was 27.50 yuan, which is 9.50 yuan more than your current salary.

This money could buy 5 catties of rice. Wasn't this fragrant?”

Silly Zhu Zi still couldn't accept the fact that she had seduced him again.

"There's no need. I know my current level very well. I haven't reached the level of a kitchen helper yet.

Master, you are now the new canteen's chef. I wish you a bright future. Perhaps you can even become the canteen's director in the future.”

"Silly donkey, you will regret it in the future.”

Seeing that Ma Hua was still unmoved, Silly Zhu Zi had no choice. He couldn't just tie his little disciple up with a rope and bring him to the new canteen.

A forced melon is not sweet.

He could only cheer in his heart.

He decided that he had to live a good life. No matter what, he had to work hard to climb to the position of the canteen director.

At that time, everyone would think highly of him.

Especially the Tang family kid.

You're the workshop director, and I'm the canteen director. We're on the same level.

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