Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Seeing He Yuzhu looking at him with an arrogant expression, Ma Hua held the spatula in his hand, not knowing whether to leave or not.

The stove in front of me is owned by the second team leader of the canteen.

Previously, because Ma Hua had spoken up for He Yuzhu many times, and He Yuzhu was not on good terms with the squad leader Wang Dong, no one dared to risk offending Wang Dong by teaching Ma Hua cooking.

Later, seeing that He Yuzhu gradually became obedient after being punished in the kitchen, squad leader Wang Dong no longer dealt with him.

After consulting Wang Dong, Zhang Bei decided to let Ma Hua help him and teach him some cooking skills.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Bei is more like Ma Hua's master.

But he and He Yuzhu had been disciples after all, so it was difficult for him to refuse when He Yuzhu asked him to come over. He could only hesitate and stand there in a daze.

Until Zhang Bei stood up.

"Master He... the dishes are about to be served. Why are you making so much noise instead of hurrying up and cooking? Do you want the workers to go hungry later?"

He Yuzhu felt that now that he was no longer subject to punishment, he was more confident in speaking than before.

Although Zhang Bei in front of him was the leader of Group 2 of the canteen of the steel rolling mill and his nominal superior, he was only a level nine chef and had just passed the exam last year.

Although he is only a canteen chef, he is a veritable level eight chef and none of the factory leaders have a bad opinion about the dishes he cooks.

The profession of chef is one that is very based on seniority. Zhang Bei's cooking skills are not as good as his own, and even though his rank in the kitchen is higher than his, He Yuzhu does not take him seriously.

Besides, now that I have not been punished, I can completely replace him as the leader of the second team with my status as an eighth-level chef.

He is even qualified to replace Wang Dong as the canteen monitor.

Facing Zhang Bei's questioning, He Yuzhu not only did not show any worry on his face, but became even more arrogant than before.

He responded tactfully: "Master Zhang..."

"I think highly of you. You are the leader of the second group in the cafeteria..."

"I look down on you, you are nothing..."

"I am not punished now. The previous level 10 chef has now been restored to level 8 chef. What are you, a level 9 chef, yelling in front of me?"

"As long as I am willing, I can replace you as the leader of the second team at any time.

"Level 8 chefs are fully qualified to take in apprentices in the kitchen."

"From now on, MCA is my, Ho Yu-chu's, land."

"As for the fat man..."

"I hate people who betray their own people. Even if he is a level 10 chef in a steel mill, he is not qualified to be my apprentice."

"Be quick."

"Hurry up and ask Ma Hua to come over and help me cook the big pot of food..."

"Damn it, I've been punished for more than a year, and I've been cooking in the kitchen like a grandson every day. I'm almost dying of exhaustion. Now I can finally have a good rest for a while."

Zhang Bei was not good at speaking and was stunned by what He Yuzhu said.

And there is nothing wrong with what He Yuzhu said.

Since the steel rolling mill has cancelled the punishment on He Yuzhu, his previous rank of level eight chef must have been restored.

His work grade is one level higher than mine, and his cooking skills are also better than mine. Why should I manage him?

"He Yuzhu, what are you doing in the kitchen again? Why aren't you cooking?" At the critical moment, Wang Dong's voice suddenly sounded in the kitchen of a cafeteria.

Maybe it's because Wang Dong has dealt with him too many times.

Although He Yuzhu looked down on Wang Dong from the bottom of his heart and thought that even though Wang Dong had obtained the eighth-level chef certificate, his cooking skills were still far inferior to his own, he still felt a little fear and terror in his heart when facing the angry Wang Dong.

He was afraid that he would fall into Wang Dong's hands again if he wasn't careful.

Just as he was hesitating about how to explain this, Zhang Bei beside him hurriedly explained, "Deputy Director...it's like this..."

"Just now the radio said that the factory decided to cancel the punishment on Master He, so his chef level will return to level eight."

"Level 8 chefs can recruit apprentices in the kitchen."

"He wanted Ma Hua to be his apprentice again and help him cook big pot dishes..."

Wang Dong nodded, stared at He Yuzhu and asked, "Comrade He Yuzhu, is that true?"

Although He Yuzhu was a little afraid of Wang Dong in his heart, he thought that Wang Dong would not be able to do anything to him now that he had been cleared of any punishment.

In order not to lose face, he raised his head and answered directly: "I am an eighth-level chef in the steel rolling mill, and I passed the eighth-level chef exam several years earlier than you. I am fully qualified to accept apprentices in the kitchen..."

"Ma Hua is my apprentice, so I'm giving him face by asking him to help me cook the big pot of food."

"Master Zhang, a level nine chef, why is he stopping me..."

"I think highly of him, he is just the team leader of the first canteen... I look down on him, he is just an ordinary chef in our first canteen."

"Your cooking skills and chef level are not as good as mine, yet you still want to show off in front of me. Why don't you look in the mirror to see if you have the ability?"

"If I were him, I wouldn't even be able to continue serving as the leader of the second team."

Wang Dong didn't expect He Yuzhu to be so restless.

No sooner had the factory announced that it had rescinded his disciplinary action than trouble started to arise.

Wang Dong didn't mind taking this opportunity to severely dampen his spirit and knock out his edge.

He snorted coldly and asked back: "Master Zhang is not the leader of the second team, so you will be the leader..."

He Yuzhu was so crazy that he didn't notice the chill in Wang Dong's words at all and answered without any politeness.

"Isn't he just a team leader?"

"How can I not be a level 8 chef?"

"Let alone the position of team leader, I, He Yuzhu, can even be the monitor of the cafeteria."

"What the hell are you sitting on... It's daytime now, not night... Master He, stop daydreaming here..." Wang Dong scolded unceremoniously.

"Don't think you're free just because the factory has cancelled your punishment..."

"I just received a message..."

"Although the steel mill has lifted the punishment on you, you are still a level 10 cook at the steel mill, and your work level has not been restored."

"If I want to become a level 8 chef again, I can only take the exams one level at a time..."

"And also a canteen monitor..."

"With your current level, you are not even qualified to be the leader of the second team."

After saying that, he pointed at the fat man who was frying food in a big pot next to him and said, "Look at that fat man."

"I passed the Level 10 chef exam last year..."

"But I am not proud. I work diligently in the kitchen every day. When I have time, I learn cooking skills from Master Zhang and me."

"Don't let the fat guy pass the ninth-level chef exam, but you, his former master, can't even pass it. That would be really embarrassing..."

"Go back to your position and work immediately."

"If the big pot of food you are responsible for doesn't come out on time at noon and the workers go hungry, your work today will be in vain..."

He Yuzhu felt like he had heard a huge joke. He stared at Wang Dong, who was talking hurriedly, with a look of disbelief on his face. (End of this chapter)