Courtyard House: New Life, New Silly Zhu

Chapter 100

I don't know how the Third Uncle did it, but he made preparations in advance.

Of course, it's not just about preparing fish; you also need to prepare other things, such as chicken, duck, fish, and meat. This is the advantage of having space—you won't waste any leftovers, and they won't spoil if you put them in the space.

He Yuzhu didn't leave the cafeteria manager's office until after get off work on August 2nd.

He is now an important figure in the cafeteria. He is responsible for receiving many leaders and cooking for experts.

The cafeteria manager was naturally unhappy that he had taken such a long leave, but there are a few situations in which, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to let him go: birth, old age, illness, death, and marriage.

Of course, He Yuzhu wouldn't just leave like that. He skewered all the meat and put them in the refrigerator.

Whoever comes to grill the skewers can use them directly, even if the taste is a little off. But after those people have been drinking, it won't matter.

I came back a little later this time. Everyone who works at the courtyard house had already returned, and the aroma of food was already wafting through the courtyard.

He Yuzhu had just parked his bicycle at the door when he saw an older woman carrying a basin walking over.

Upon closer inspection, He Yuzhu realized that the basin was filled with bowls, plates, and other tableware.

"Zhu Zi, you're getting married tomorrow. Even though it's just two tables, you don't have any extra tableware. Here, take these and use them." The older woman said, handing over the basin.

He Yuzhu quickly took the basin and said gratefully, "Thank you so much, ma'am. I was wondering who to borrow it from tomorrow."

That was just a polite remark. If we really went to borrow it tomorrow, it would be too late. Who doesn't borrow things in advance when they need something?

The older woman waved her hand and said with a smile, "It's nothing, we're all neighbors, helping each other is only right."

After the old lady left, He Yuzhu looked at the bowls and plates in the basin, silently calculated in his mind, and realized that he was still short of some and needed to borrow some more.

Just then, Xu Damao walked over from the backyard, and upon seeing He Yuzhu, he hummed a song as he approached him:

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"Silly Zhu, how's the preparation going?"

Hearing Xu Damao's words, He Yuzhu glanced at him and said, "Xu Damao, what are you doing here? Aren't you getting married tomorrow? Aren't you going to go and make some preparations?"

"Hehe, I have two elderly people at home, so I don't need to prepare anything. It's you, Sha Zhu, who can't handle it all by yourself, right?" Xu Damao said smugly.

He Yuzhu is indeed inferior to him. Others have their parents to help them, while he is all alone plus a minor sister. Just thinking about it makes him feel exhausted.

"Hehe, so what? I'm happy to do it. But I heard that you kicked Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu out after you got married?" He Yuzhu asked back.

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao's expression changed instantly, and he snorted coldly, "I don't know which bastard spread this rumor, it's clearly not true at all."

He Yuzhu chuckled and didn't refute it. After all, in the TV series about courtyard houses, Xu Damao's parents did move out, not that they were evicted. It's just that this time, for some reason, this rumor has appeared.

"Alright, Xu Damao, yes or no, it's all your own business, we can't interfere. But have you hired a chef for tomorrow?" He Yuzhu asked the question he was most concerned about, since he couldn't cook for himself at his wedding tomorrow.

He Yuzhu's question hit Xu Damao right where it hurt, and Xu Damao said smugly, "Of course, when I, Xu Damao, get married, how could I not hire a good chef? I directly hired the chefs from the Eight Great Restaurants to cook for me."

Upon hearing the name "Eight Great Buildings," He Yuzhu immediately looked up to Xu Damao, knowing that hiring chefs for Eight Great Buildings was no easy feat; it required not only connections but also money.

"Da Mao, you're amazing! You actually managed to get the masters from the Eight Great Buildings to come out?" He Yuzhu exclaimed in surprise.

Xu Damao was pleased to see He Yuzhu's surprised expression, but he knew his own situation well. He simply couldn't afford to hire a chef from the first kitchen, so he could only hire one from the second kitchen.

Although they were both chefs from the Eight Great Restaurants, He Yuzhu had previously learned to cook there and knew the differences between them. He could fool others, but he couldn't fool him.

"He's a chef from the Eighth Building, but he works at the Second Kitchen," Xu Damao said honestly.

He Yuzhu didn't care. He also came from the Eighth Floor and naturally knew what level the Second Kitchen was. It could be said that some of his signature dishes could reach the level of the Second Kitchen, but the First Kitchen was far from enough.

"I see. Erzao is already quite good. Da Mao is capable of hiring a chef from Erzao." He Yuzhu did not mean to belittle him, but instead praised him.

Seeing He Yuzhu's attitude, Xu Damao felt much better and laughed, "Of course, don't you know who you are?"

After saying that, Xu Damao asked seriously, "By the way, Zhuzi, I wanted to ask you what's going to do about those two seats tomorrow?"

He Yuzhu was too lazy to care about Xu Damao's constant changes in address. He would call him "brother" when there was trouble, "master" when begging for mercy, and "silly Zhu" when there was nothing wrong. It didn't matter to him.

However, He Yuzhu also wanted to know his thoughts on this matter, so he asked, "The way you're saying that, do you have something on your mind?"

Xu Damao chuckled and said, "You really know me. I do have an idea."

He Yuzhu gestured for him to continue, but Xu Damao didn't answer directly. Instead, he pointed in the direction of the Jia family and asked, "Zhuzi, do you remember when Jia Dongxu of the Jia family married Qin Huairu?"

When He Yuzhu saw this, Xu Damao didn't say what to do. Instead, he pointed to the Jia family and asked such a question.

He Yuzhu also thought about it. When the Jia family married Qin Huairu, they were only teenagers. At that time, He Daqing had just run away, and he was busy every day trying to make sure he had enough to eat and wear. He had no energy to deal with these things.

"I have some recollection, but not much," He Yuzhu answered honestly.

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao thought for a moment and then said, "That's true, you were worried about making a living back then." What he didn't dare to say was that He Yuzhu couldn't even afford to eat back then.

"That's right, don't even mention it. What did you just say? What's wrong with the Jia family marrying Qin Huairu?" He Yuzhu asked.

Xu Damao chuckled and looked at He Yuzhu: "Back then, the Jia family was so powerful, you know? When Qin Huairu came to the courtyard, it caused quite a stir. Everyone in the courtyard was talking about her. Tsk tsk tsk, they all said the Jia family was lucky to have married such a good wife."

"So what does it matter?" He Yuzhu couldn't understand what Xu Damao meant by saying all this.

Xu Damao didn't keep him in suspense any longer: "Of course it's related. Just think about it, we're getting married tomorrow. When we bring our wives back together, walking down Nanluoguxiang, how impressive will that be?" As he said this, a smug smile appeared on Xu Damao's face.

This plan sounds really good. It's simple and straightforward, but very effective. Bringing two beautiful wives back to the courtyard house together would be a spectacular sight.