Siheyuan: I'm a fool, I'm not a dog licker!

Early the next morning, He Yuzhu was going to go to work on his brand new "Phoenix" brand 28-bar.

When the aunts in the courtyard saw He Yuzhu pushing a shiny black new bicycle to work, their eyes couldn't help but light up:

"Yeah, Zhuzhu, when did you buy this bicycle? It costs more than a hundred, right?"

"Huo, Master He, it's okay, you're already riding on the 28th big bar."

"Oh, Zhuzhu, is this even worthy of a big bar? Are you missing a daughter-in-law?"

I have an eighteen-year-old cousin from my mother's side. If you are free this week, I can bring her over for you to see her."

"The pillars are amazing.

The two and eight big bars are matched? This is a big happy event, why don’t we invite everyone in the courtyard to have a nice meal?"

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Amidst the warm greetings from the ladies in the middle courtyard and front yard, He Yuzhu fled out of the courtyard in a panic.

I can't help it, the aunts in the courtyard are so enthusiastic.

As for the kid, if he hadn't walked away so fast, he would have ended up in the back seat.

After leaving the yard, he crossed his long legs, glared, and immediately started running.

He Yuzhu felt the envious looks on the street and finally understood why the second generation of rich people were so keen on running trots.

It usually takes half an hour to walk on foot, but it only takes ten minutes to ride on this big bar.

When he arrived at the steel rolling mill, he met someone he knew at the gate of the security department, and He Yuzhu fell into a passion full of envy.

He was in a good mood today. He Yuzhu cleared the cigarettes for everyone in the kitchen, divided the things to be done for the day, and started to prepare the dishes and rice in the small kitchen.

Today's big meat is two big grass carp weighing more than five kilograms. The fish meat has many spines and is fishy. In addition, it takes a lot of oil to make it, so it can't be sold at a high price.

He Yuzhu was going to make a simple boiled fish fillet. There was no such way of eating it in this era. Serving these four plates of hard vegetables was enough to open the eyes of the leaders.

Ma Hua, who was working next to him, watched the master's smooth movements of killing fish, removing bones, and filleting fish, and he couldn't help but feel more admiration in his heart.

No matter what ingredients are used, as long as they are in the hands of the chef, they will be cooked with full color, flavor and flavor.

The two small meat dishes are fish-flavored shredded pork, fried vegetables with oil residue, a spicy and sour potato shreds, a cold fungus, and a vinegar cabbage.

For soup, I made a simple millet and mung bean porridge. With the help of Ma Hua, the dishes for four tables were completed in less than an hour.

Looking at the six delicious dishes and one soup on the table, all the kitchen staff began to swallow their saliva.

"Everyone, stop looking at it and hurry up and get busy with the work at hand. You'll have a share of it when you get off work."

He Yuzhu waved his hands to everyone, said with a smile, looked at the time and it was almost time, and he and Ma Hua served food to the small canteen.

"Hey, Master He, let me help you."

Xiaopang, who had always had a low presence in the kitchen, seemed to have finally found an opportunity and trotted over to help serve the dishes.

Ever since he said in the kitchen last time that he wanted to be He Yuzhu's apprentice, it somehow reached Master Huang's ears.

Master Huang called Xiaopang home, invited a few witnesses, and immediately kicked him out of the "master's door". From now on, bridges will return to bridges, roads will return to roads, and it will have nothing to do with him anymore.

Originally, if Xiaopang became the foreman, he, as the master, could still get a little profit, but now that there is no chance, Master Huang is naturally unhappy.

In addition, this little brat actually wants to tear down the bridge and climb a high branch. Is it possible that Huang Shizhong still keeps such a thing to celebrate the New Year?

During this period, Xiaopang could not find an "organization" and was helpless, making his life in the kitchen very uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, I still felt that I should get closer to Master He. Even if I couldn't become a disciple, at least my situation would be better.

"Okay, the leaders are coming soon."

He Yuzhu smiled and agreed, since Xiaopang is now alone.

As long as nothing bad happens, he is not intolerant.

After all, there was no deep hatred between the two sides from the beginning, they just had different positions.

When the little fat man heard this, his fat face suddenly showed a smile:

"Hey, hey."

As he spoke, he picked up a plate of boiled fish fillets and walked to the canteen.

Since the change of meals in the canteen, leaders of all sizes have eaten in small portions. No one is late, and their work efficiency has also improved a lot.

Just kidding, if it’s dinner time and I get caught up in work, by the time it’s over, I’ll probably have an empty plate.

After lunch, as soon as He Yuzhu entered the storage room to take a nap, Ma Hua followed him in.

"MCA, what's wrong with you?"

As He Yuzhu spoke, he opened the door of the storage room a little. This was not to avoid suspicion, but to prevent anyone from coming over and eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Master, this is what happened..."

Ma Hua explained his intention in a few words.

It turned out that he took time out to go back home last week. He had raised a few chickens at home and was reluctant to eat them. He was thinking about selling them to the steel rolling mill.

In this day and age, if you are caught doing private business, you will have to squat on the fence, so MCA only dared to talk to He Yuzhu about this matter.

"Is there a lot of stuff?"

He Yuzhu frowned and asked, this matter is not easy to handle, especially since there are too many eyes in the village.

If someone with pinkeye is reported, the gain will outweigh the loss.

"We only have five chickens at home, and we can also catch some hares. If you want all the uncles, uncles, and aunties in the village, there are a lot of them."

MCA's eldest uncle, Ma Liang, is the village party secretary, but he is not a close eldest uncle, a generation behind him.

Ma Hua went to ask Ma Liang specifically about this matter. It was a good thing that he could help everyone in the village make money. Ma Liang assured him on the spot.

As long as the steel rolling mill can succeed, there will be no news in their village.

"Well, I understand. I'll talk to Section Chief Hu about this in the afternoon."

He Yuzhu agreed. In this era, there was a general shortage of food and clothing. A large factory like the steel rolling mill could not get two meals of meat throughout the year.

The price issue is secondary, the main issue is that it is unavailable.

As for the menu of the small canteen listed by He Yuzhu, Section Chief Hu had to pull out a lot of hair before gritting his teeth to ensure that he could get it all.

The Logistics Section deals with supplies. As long as the price is right, Section Chief Hu is definitely willing to do this.

"By the way, do they want money or tickets?"

He Yuzhu asked again.

"It would be best if you can get a ticket. Bicycle tickets, food stamps, cloth stamps, and industrial stamps are all fine."

MCA immediately replied:

"There are very few farm tools such as hoes, drill bits, rakes, etc. in the village. I want to buy a few more."

"Well, I understand. You go back and wait to hear the news."

In the afternoon, when the logistics department started working, He Yuzhu also left the storage room and strolled to the logistics office to find Section Chief Hu.

Section Chief Hu had a delicious meal in the morning, but he still feels his stomach is round and uncomfortable to sit down.

As soon as he saw He Yuzhu coming over, a smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Oh, Master He, why are you here?"