Siheyuan: Bring a baby to get rich, whoever provokes the pit
50 The stick finger was blown off, kneeling and begging for an automatic submission.

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"A little."

"I have two four-year-old siblings at home. I cook for them every day, so I know how to make a few home-cooked dishes."”

Although he had the skill of the Master Chef, Li Chengguo was still very humble.

The bird that sticks out gets shot.

Moreover, it was in front of the wife of the leader.

Therefore, Li Chengguo knew how to restrain himself.

"Let's go. I'll help you."

The leader's wife happily pulled Li Chengguo toward the kitchen.

This young man could even explain a pot of orchids clearly and logically.

Since he said he knew how to cook, then he definitely knew how to cook.

Her intuition was definitely right.

"This…"

Factory Manager Yang looked at Secretary Chen anxiously, thinking that he should stop him.

However, not only did Secretary Chen not stop them, he even went forward to open the door for them!

Secretary Chen held the door respectfully.

Now that Madam finally had a smile on her face, she wanted him to stop her. What a joke!

How many lives did he have?

Seeing Secretary Chen like this, Manager Yang could only brace himself and go forward, planning to save him again.

"Madam, I'm afraid…"

He had not cleaned up the mess that Silly Zhu had caused.

If Li Chengguo took the initiative to cook, it would be ruined.

He would be completely hopeless.

"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Let's go."

The wife of the leader walked past Manager Yang and pulled Li Chengguo to the kitchen.

The more he looked at this young man who was about the same age as his son, the more he liked him.

Factory Manager Yang was rebuked by the wife of the big leader.

Helpless, she could only escort the two of them to the kitchen with Secretary Chen.

Li Chengguo entered the kitchen.

Seeing all kinds of fresh vegetables, live fish, and live prawns, he nodded."It's a food shop."

The laughter of the leader's wife could be heard from the kitchen from time to time.

There was also the sound of cutting and frying vegetables.

"Li Chengguo is your lucky star. Otherwise, not only you, but even I would not have a good ending today.”

Secretary Chen said in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, yes. I've implicated Secretary Chen. I'll definitely punish He Yuzhu severely when I get back.”

Factory Manager Yang hated He Yuzhu to death.

If not for Li Chengguo, he would have been skinned alive.

But even so, Manager Yang's heart was still hanging.

Li Chengguo said that he knew how to cook, but she didn't know how good he was.

On the other side.

Shazhu returned to the factory with a face full of dust.

Ma Hua immediately lifted his apron and wiped the stool for his master.

After Silly Zhu sat down, Ma Hua handed him a cup of tea with both hands.

"Master, everyone is still waiting for you to prepare the ingredients. It's almost time for dinner. The noodles haven't been served yet.”

Silly Zhu was the head of the kitchen.

How to make the dough, how much water to use, how much yeast to put.

It was a secret seasoning for stir-frying.

He had to handle everything.

Even though Silly Zhu's father, He Daqing, ran away with the widow of Baiyangdian.

However, it taught him a good cooking skill.

Moreover, Silly Zhu remembered what his father said to him before he left.

Therefore, when he was cooking, even his disciple, Ma Hua, couldn't catch a glimpse of it.

This was also one of the important methods that Silly Pillar used to dominate the kitchen.

Hearing this, Silly Pillar stood up in a daze and walked to the interface.

She poured the yeast and tears fell.

Why was he so unlucky!

Of all people, she had to be the wife of the leader.

But that was not entirely his fault.

As the wife of a big leader, why didn't you stay in the room? Why did you have to go to the kitchen?

Seeing this, Ma Hua was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.

His master was invincible in the factory.

What was going on?

Why are you crying?

Ma Hua quietly took two steps forward.

He wanted to secretly learn something while his master wasn't paying attention to him.

However, when he went forward to take a look, he saw that his master was pouring salt into the flour like white sugar.

Ma Hua wanted to remind him.

His master's snot and tears fell on the flour.

Ma Hua quietly took three steps back.

He didn't dare to say it, nor did he dare to ask.

Anyway, he would never eat the steamed buns at noon!

……

In the workshop.

"Qin Huairu, someone is looking for you."

Qin Huairu, who was dawdling on her work and waiting for the big white steamed buns in the afternoon, suddenly heard someone calling her.

If there was a chance to leave that deafening machine, even a minute would be good.

Qin Huairu walked cheerfully to the entrance of the workshop.

"Third Uncle? Why are you here? What's up?"

"Qin Huairu, you…you should go back and take a look. Your stick's fingers were blown off!”

Yan Bugui said as he held his thigh and panted.

He had just returned from fishing when he heard an explosion in the courtyard.

When he went over to take a look, the stick stick's fingers were hanging down from the explosion.

" What?!"

Qin Huairu's head exploded, and she nearly fainted.

"Don't say anything? Hurry up and go to the hospital!" Yan Bugui said anxiously.

Time returned to half an hour ago.

The stick stalk brought Little Dang and Huai Hua to the alley for the whole morning.

He didn't find a single child who was willing to pay a single cent.

Huai Hua wiped her snot with her sleeve and said,""Brother, I have a penny. Why don't you set off the firecrackers for me to hear?”

"You're just a kid, don't cause trouble. My firecrackers are very useful.”

The stick rolled its eyes at Huai Hua.

She thought to herself hatefully that the children in this alley were all f * cking poor. They didn't even have a single cent!

He could only bring his two sisters home first and make plans after lunch.

The stick guy took off his cotton gloves and hugged the stove to warm his hands.

He instructed Little Dang and Huai Hua.

"You two go to the backyard and see if Li Chengguo is setting off firecrackers again. If you let him go, come back and call me immediately.”

"Hey." Xiao Dang and Huai Hua immediately ran out.

Clutching the stove tube in his arms, he pondered. In the afternoon, he would go to the drum tower or Houhai for a stroll.

There were a lot of people there, and there would definitely be people willing to pay a dime to listen to him.

The stick stick stroked the stove tube proudly.

Without the cotton gloves blocking his way.

The quaking thunders and firecrackers in his sleeve instantly fell into the furnace.

"Ah! My firecrackers!"

The stick guy shouted anxiously and reached out to grab the chestnuts from the fire.

However, when his hand touched the firecracker,

There was a loud explosion.

The stick was so shocked that his eyes turned white and his ears went deaf.

After a long while, a piercing pain came from his hand, and the stick began to cry.

"Ah! It hurts! My hand! My hand! Ah!"

"Oh my god, what…what happened?!”

Jia Zhang-shi was in the inner room taking the soles of shoes.

He was so frightened by the explosion that he fell to the ground.

Hearing the stick's cry, she didn't even bother to pull out the needle in her hand and ran out of the house.

Jia Zhangshi fanned the thick smoke in the room with her hand.

He shouted anxiously,"Awesome, awesome, where are you? Awesome!"

After fumbling through the thick smoke, Jia Zhangshi finally found the stick.

However, when he saw the stick that was covered in blood like a gourd.

Jia Zhang-shi was so frightened that she cried out," Oh my god!" With a thud, his fat body swayed a few times before he managed to steady himself.

"Oh my god, you ruined my grandson!”

"God, why are you blind? Why didn't you blow up Li Chengguo's damn firecrackers this morning? Why did you blow up my meme?”

"Aiyo, I don't want to live anymore…"

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