When everyone in the kitchen heard Xiaopang's words, they sighed one by one that Xiaopang was thick-skinned, and at the same time, they all waited to see what He Yuzhu said.

After all, everyone knows that the position of this foreman should have been fatty, but he was cut off by He Yuzhu halfway.

If you want to say that Chubby doesn't have any ideas in his heart, it's to go to the grave to burn newspapers and fool the ghost!

He Yuzhu glanced at Xiaopang with a smile:

"Oh, don't you dare to be you, you are Master Huang's apprentice, even if Master Huang retires, you are also a master chef of stir-frying."

"Master He, you have promoted me, with your cooking skills, even if you go to Xianfeng Building to be the head chef, it is no problem, from now on, I will learn from you, do you think it will be successful?"

There was not the slightest embarrassment on Xiaopang's face, as if He Yuzhu had never happened to him as a foreman halfway.

The smile on his face and the tone of his voice are as sincere as they can be.

When everyone saw him like this, they couldn't help but scold "white-eyed wolf, rabbit cub" in their hearts.

Xiaopang is Master Huang's apprentice, and this year, the apprentice has to top half of it. In the future, he will give Master Huang a pension and send him to the end, and he will have a share of the filial piety.

Now, Master Huang has just retired, and Xiaopang can't wait to change his door and climb another high branch, what is this not a white-eyed wolf?

"Little fatty, you just put your heart in your stomach, no matter if Master Huang is there or not, you are at the level of a stir-fry master in our kitchen.

And it's not impossible for me to teach you. ”

When He Yuzhu said this, he deliberately paused and glanced at Xiao Fat.

Sure enough, the smile on Chubby's face was even stronger, and a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed in the depths of his eyes.

On the other hand, everyone around them had strange faces.

Even, many people secretly thought in their hearts:

Hey, this stupid pillar is still a stupid pillar, even if he is a chef, he is still a stupid pillar!

Since Xiaopang is Master Huang's apprentice, you stupidly taught Xiaopang to stir-fry without going through other people's masters, isn't this obviously robbing apprentices from others?

If Master Huang knew about this, would he be able to spare you stupid?

"In that case, then my little fat will be your apprentice from now on."

Xiaopang didn't care what other people thought, he quickly climbed down the pole, and in front of everyone in the back kitchen, he sat down the matter in one sentence.

"Chubby, don't be in a hurry to listen to me."

He Yuzhu waved his hand and looked at Xiaopang with a smile, Xiaopang's heart jumped, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"You worship Master Huang first, and now if you want me to teach you, you have to invite Master Huang first and ask Master Huang what he means in front of everyone.

If Master Huang agrees, I will naturally not refuse. ”

When everyone in the back kitchen heard He Yuzhu's words, they immediately nodded yes one by one, and couldn't help but think in their hearts:

Hey, this stupid pillar, no wonder he can become a chef, it turns out that he has become smarter!

Xiaopang's face suddenly turned to ashes, he wanted to dig a pit for He Yuzhu, but he didn't think about it, but in the end he buried himself in it:

At this moment, everyone knows that after Master Huang retires, he is chubby and ungrateful, and he wants to climb another high branch.

Not to mention others, Master Huang alone will not let him go if he knows about it.

"Why don't you do it for me again?"

He Yuzhu pointed to the pot of stir-fry with a spoon, and asked with a smile.

"Smack!"

Chubby felt as if an invisible hand had slapped him hard.

"That, Master He, I, I'm suddenly a little uncomfortable......"

Rao is fat cheek comparable to the bend of the city wall, and he couldn't resist the contempt and contempt of so many people present, and he left the kitchen before he finished speaking.

At noon, before the workers who got off work entered the canteen, they smelled a burst of fragrance:

"Ah, what are you eating at noon today, so fragrant?"

"Hey, the stupid pillar has a hand, this hasn't eaten in the cafeteria yet, and it smells......"

"It smells like shredded potatoes, doesn't it? What a fucking incense! ”

Small cafeteria

Director Yang, Deputy Director Li, Director Huo of the office and others have lost their previous leadership style, and what they eat is called a gobble, and the wind is whirling.

"Xingguo, where did you invite such a chef, this simple shredded potatoes can be fried so fragrant?"

Director Yang leaned on the back of the chair, subconsciously touched his round belly, and asked.

"Director Yang, this dish is good, right?"

Deputy Director Li also touched his belly and responded with a smile:

"Chef Huang of the canteen retired yesterday, and I remember that when Chef Huang was the foreman, Director Yang personally presided over a cooking competition, and Chef Huang stood out from the crowd of masters and became the foreman.

Therefore, I also followed the example of Director Yang and privately held a cooking competition.

I didn't think that Comrade He Yuzhu, who had been obscure, would conquer everyone's stomach with a simple fried bean sprouts. ”

"Well, yes, a good comrade, Wei Guo, you go and invite him over."

Director Yang looked at Wang Weiguo, the director of the canteen, and motioned for him to call someone.

After getting off work, He Yuzhu distributed the leftover meals from the kitchen to everyone, and even Xiaopang got one.

As the saying goes, if the cook doesn't steal, he doesn't harvest the grain.

As long as it's not too excessive, the people above will turn a blind eye and don't care.

In this era, everyone's life is difficult, and hunger is the norm.

Don't talk about others, let's just talk about He Yuzhu himself, in the past year, the food brought back from the canteen has gone into the stomach of Qin Huairu's family.

There are so many children in the courtyard, only her three children are white and clean, and other children of the same age are yellow and thin, and they can't eat a few mouthfuls of fine food all year round.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the courtyard with his lunch box, he saw the third master Yan Bugui squatting in front of the door to wipe his bicycle.

There are more than 20 families living in the courtyard, and the three uncles are the three people of high moral standing elected by the residents, who help mediate neighborhood conflicts and cooperate with the work of the street office on weekdays.

"Yo, the pillar is back, I heard that you have become a chef? This salary has also risen to 37 yuan 5, right? ”

The third master, Yan Bugui, is a teacher at Hongxing Primary School, and he believes in one sentence in his life: "You can't eat poorly, you can't wear poor, and if you can't calculate, you will be poor." ”

Even if his son Yan Jiecheng wanted to use a bicycle, he would have to pay for it.

"Hey, the three masters, you are really well-informed, you are worthy of the three masters in the courtyard, and you are going to fish tomorrow?"

He Yuzhu knew that tomorrow was Sunday, and the three masters would ride their bicycles to fish in the river if they didn't go to work.

"That's not it, if you can catch one or two, you can also make up for a little bit of your family."

The three masters smiled, and He Yuzhu greeted several aunts and entered the middle courtyard.

In the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu was washing clothes, and when he saw He Yuzhu coming back, his eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a smiling face:

"The pillar is back."

"Well, Sister Qin is doing laundry again?"

He Yuzhu responded casually, and was about to go back, but he saw the stick terrier running from the house, and directly reached out to take the lunch box in his hand.

If it were the past, He Yuzhu would definitely give the lunch box to the stick terrier, and he would touch the head of the stick terrier and praise him.

However, today......

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