Courtyard House: He Daqing Forces Qin Huairu into Marrying at the Beginning

He Yuzhu was still thinking about fulfilling his filial duty to his elderly father in a few years.

"In a few years, you'll be ready to get married."

I don't even have a room to live in, how can this be?

Once you've completed your apprenticeship, if you want to work in the steel mill's canteen, I can arrange it for you.

If you want to stay at Hongbinlou and continue working for your master, that's fine too.

"At worst, I'll buy you a bicycle; you're still stuck in the hospital."

Chapter 10 Roast Duck

He Daqing still has a basic sense of responsibility; even if he starts a new family, he will make proper arrangements for the future of his two children.

At least it gives them a means to establish themselves in society.

"Alright, I'll bring it back to you as a gift once I've completed my apprenticeship."

He Yuzhu readily agreed without hesitation.

The He family currently only has two children. If He Yushui marries far away in the future, He Daqing will have no one to take care of him.

He Yuzhu naturally wanted to live closer to his father so that it would be easier to take care of him.

He Yuzhu has many flaws: he is stubborn, cares a lot about his image, and is easily fooled, but he is kind and filial at heart.

"It's rare for you to come back, so let's not cook tonight and eat out as a family."

Not knowing his son was coming back, He Daqing hadn't prepared any fancy dishes.

It's rare for a family to get together, so going out to eat is a good idea.

"Wow, the sun must have risen in the west today."

When have I ever received this treatment?

He Yuzhu exclaimed in astonishment.

He Daqing usually let He Yuzhu roam freely, neither letting him starve nor overfeeding him.

I never expected them to be so kind as to treat me to a big meal today, just because of him.

"It's just a meal, why are you so arrogant?"

Today I'm going to Quanjude to eat Peking duck.

"Get ready, hurry up."

As a chef, one must not only know how to cook, but also how to eat. He Daqing had long wanted to gain experience at famous restaurants in Beijing.

"Yay, let's go eat roast duck!"

He Yushui's rosy cheeks lit up with joy when she heard that they were going to eat roast duck.

These days, nothing is happier than a family gathering together to enjoy a delicious meal.

After changing his clothes back in his room, He Daqing brought his two children to Quanjude.

At that time, Fujude was not a big business. Old Beijingers generally called it Duck Building because it was famous for its roast duck, but it could only make a few stir-fried dishes.

It was only after the public-private partnership that the state provided strong technical support for Quanjude in order to support its diplomatic and united front work, which enabled Quanjude to become a truly great restaurant.

He Daqing ordered a roast duck, a few side dishes, and a bottle of Fenjiu liquor, spending less than 50,000 yuan in total.

In the 50s, when the average monthly wage was around twenty yuan, this amount of money was not a small sum.

However, He Daqing is well-off and can afford to spend money.

This amount of money can be recovered with two days of check-in rewards.

The roast duck chef brought the prepared duck carcass to the table and asked He Daqing to serve him calligraphy and painting.

The process involves having the guests inspect the duck embryos and then using a brush dipped in maltose to mark them, in order to prevent the kitchen staff from switching them out.

"Dad, you didn't even finish elementary school, can you even write?"

Let the rain write it.

He Yuzhu is fine in other aspects, but he has an extra mouth, and his words are always irritating.

"Who said I can't write?"

You think you're like that? You never know how to study properly when you have free time.

Just you wait and see.

He Daqing picked up a brush, dipped it in some maltose, skillfully smoothed the brush tip on the edge of the bowl, and slowly wrote a neat "He" character on the duck embryo.

As a 21st-century soul, He Daqing's basic qualities are still very solid.

Regardless of the skill level of the calligrapher, at least the characters he writes are legible.

"Dad, I never knew you were such a hidden talent."

This was the first time He Yuzhu had ever seen his father writing.

"Your dad is very capable; you'll find out later."

He Daqing chuckled and told the waiter to take the duck carcass away.

The roast duck will take a while to arrive, but a few side dishes and Fenjiu liquor will be served first.

He Daqing and his two companions ate and chatted leisurely and happily.

"Rainwater, save some room in your belly, the ducks haven't come up yet."

He Daqing smiled as he looked at his daughter, who was silently eating.

"Zhu Zi, how's your crafting going lately?"

"Did I cause any trouble for your master?"

He Yuzhu became a disciple of Wu Dahai, the head chef of Hongbinlou Restaurant.

Speaking of Wu Dahai, he and He Daqing were fellow disciples and had a deep friendship, which gave He Yuzhu the opportunity to become his apprentice.

"I spend all my time in the kitchen, what trouble could I possibly cause?"

As for my cooking skills, my master said I've learned about 70-80% of it, but I still need some refinement. However, I should be able to graduate without any problem.

He Yuzhu comes from a family of chefs and has been exposed to culinary arts since childhood, so he has a great talent for cooking.

His culinary skills will undoubtedly be a key factor in his future success and the favor he receives from influential people.

"To have learned this much in more than four years is quite impressive."

However, learning is a lifelong process, and one should never be complacent.

You need to keep practicing and improve your skills.

We must also learn to innovate and move forward; we cannot stagnate.

He Daqing patiently instructed.

Everyone has their own talents and destiny. He Yuzhu is proficient in cooking, which is the foundation of his success.

As long as he cooks well, he can make a living in society.

Distracted attention can easily lead to problems.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

He spoke in a structured, elaborate manner, as if he were giving instructions for the future…

He Yuzhu stopped abruptly, then asked in a low voice, "You're not really going to have a bad time, are you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your father is perfectly fine."

Even food can't shut you up.

snort! "

Although He Daqing knew that He Yuzhu was concerned about him, he was still very unhappy.

Why does this kid talk so infuriatingly?

Oh, so it was He Daqing who taught it. Then it's alright.

Before long, the roast duck was finally served.

The whole duck is reddish-brown and translucent, with an excellent appearance. The chef takes a knife and slices it evenly into 108 pieces, skin and meat included.

Half of the remaining duck carcass was used for salt and pepper seasoning, and the other half was used for soup, so nothing was wasted.

"What are you waiting for? Let's eat!"

He Daqing picked up a piece of roast duck with the skin on, gently placed it on a lotus leaf pancake, added some condiments, rolled it up neatly, dipped it in sweet bean sauce, and put it in his mouth to chew slowly.

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The aroma of lotus leaf pancakes, the crispy skin and tender meat of roast duck, the rich flavor, and the accompanying sauce make for an absolutely delicious dish.

Restaurants that have made a name for themselves in Beijing are all highly skilled, using genuine ingredients and never resorting to deception.

There weren't as many tricks used by later generations to fool customers.

"This roast duck is good."

Even a discerning diner like He Daqing had to admit that Quanjude's roast duck was truly exceptional.

He Yuzhu and He Yushui, the two siblings, ate heartily, not even bothering to savor the food.

After a satisfying roast duck meal, the three of them, burping contentedly, slowly made their way back to the courtyard house.

As soon as he entered, Yan Bugui from the front yard came running at the sound.

"Da Qing, where did you go to eat tonight?"

Yan Bugui stared intently at the duck carcass He Daqing was carrying, his eyes filled with longing.

"Nothing much, just took the kids to Quanjude for Peking duck."

"Old Yan, what's up?"