In 1965, Sijiucheng, the Siheyuan of the Rolling Factory.

"hiss!"

He breathed a breath of cold air into his lungs, and He Yu accepted the reality that he had traveled to He Yuzhu.

Looking at the furniture and furnishings full of time, He Yu felt very moved.

"Isn't it just that I stayed up late and watched a TV series? How come I got here? Could it be because I don't agree with the screenwriter's point of view?"

As the memories in his mind gradually merged, He Yu had silently accepted the identity of becoming He Yuzhu.

"Since you come here, let's have a peace of mind. At least you have a BJ household registration and a good job, which is much better than doing nothing under the threat of the epidemic."

He Yuzhu, a level 8 chef at the canteen of the Rolling Factory in 10,000-person factory, has mastered his father He Daqing. He is the descendant of Tan Jiacai. In addition, he is also proficient in other cuisines and is a famous chef in Sijiu City.

The salary is 37.5 yuan per month, which is considered a high salary in this era. Although it is not as good as the master of the eighth-level fitter who earns 99.5 yuan per month, at least in this person, it is not considered poor.

Sijiucheng, that is a person with good conditions.

"From today on, I am He Yuzhu! Since I have come here, I can't feel wronged, right?"

Just as I thought of this, suddenly the curtain on the door was lifted up, and then a charming woman walked in.

"Sha Zhu, why are you still staying in bed? I thought you were out to work!"

The woman smiled and said, while she was tidying up her clothes and pants thrown everywhere like the hostess in the house. Even the underwear she wore was naturally in her hand, and it seemed that she wanted to take it out.

wash.

He Yu, no, it will be He Yuzhu from now on.

He Yuzhu looked at the woman and was stunned. Of course he knew who this woman was, and he also knew what she came to clean up the house and wash clothes for him to get.

Opposite, the woman took the last piece of dirty clothes. Seeing that He Yuzhu looked at him without saying a word, he felt a little strange in his eyes, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today?

It feels strange. There is no other change in Sister Qin?"

As he said that, he checked his clothes and thought something was exposed.

"Sister Qin, you are wearing the airplane, right?"

He Yuzhu did not beat around the bush. To be honest, although he minded that Qin Huairu had given birth to a child, he really wanted to say that Qin Huairu was indeed a suitable person to live.

But when I remembered that He Yuzhu starved to death under the overpass in the original work, I couldn't hide my uneasiness.

"boom!"

Qin Huairu seemed to be thundering, and even the clothes on her hand fell to the ground and didn't pick them up. Her face was extremely pale and she said incoherently: "What, why do you think of asking this?"

Looking at Qin Huairu's face, He Yuzhu knew it should be, but he did not continue the topic. Instead, he sat calmly on the bed and said, "Sister Qin, I will get my salary myself in the future. You have treated me in the past few years.

I, He Yuzhu, remembered all the care I took in my heart.

But, I am still a bachelor after all. Since you and me cannot be together, it will be together and parting. How about it?"

Listening to He Yuzhu's calm words, Qin Huairu didn't know what to say for a moment, but her face became paler, as if she would fall as long as she took a step back.

On the bed, He Yuzhu was still sitting and continued to say in a deep voice: "Sister Qin, I know that your family is in trouble. With my salary, you can raise your children, but people still have to consider themselves.

I am almost thirty now and have no wife. If I delay any longer, I may not even have children in the future. Then my family will be considered a family.

I don't want to do this. Since you are here today, let's make it clear in front of you. In the future, our two families will be like ordinary neighbors. What do you think?"

After saying that, He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu quietly, and said nothing else.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was very panicked and scared. She thought that as long as she cried with grievance, Sha Zhu would not say anything else.

But when she saw He Yuzhu's calm eyes, she didn't know how to speak.

"I...I'll wash these clothes first."

As he said that, he picked up the clothes on the ground in a panic and ran out quickly.

Looking at Qin Huairu who was running away in a panic, He Yuzhu got up and put on his clothes, took the basin to go out to wash.

Fortunately, there was no Qin Huairu on the toilet at the door, so she should have returned to her house.

After washing up, He Yuzhu went out and headed towards the canteen of the steel rolling mill.

Along the way, I looked at the workers who rushed to work and the banner with special era slogans, and smiled slightly.

After about twenty minutes, he arrived at the cafeteria.

As soon as I entered the canteen gate, I saw a fat man and Ma Hua say hello to him: "Master, are you here?"

"Um!"

He Yuzhu nodded, smiled, and then didn't say much, just took off his coat and started preparing today's meal.

"Ding, the sign-in system is bound successfully!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

He Yuzhu was stunned. As a junior author of Qidian Level 3, he not only wrote online novels himself, but also read countless novels.

He wouldn't be surprised by the system's golden fingers.

"Ding, the gift package for novices has arrived. Is it open??"

"Open!"

No need to speak, just consciously agree.

"I have opened a gift package for the host for the novice, and I have obtained a portable space, a divine cooking copy, whether it is loaded..."

The system sounded, and He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, and then became excited.

As a chef, cooking is the foundation of everything. Although I don’t know what level of divine cooking skills, they are definitely much better than myself now.

As for the portable space, it is even more of the golden fingers in the golden fingers, but I don’t know how big it is.

"load!"

"Ding, loading successfully!"

As the sound fell, some diverse cooking knowledge suddenly appeared in He Yuzhu's mind, several cuisines, and countless dishes seemed to have practiced countless times.

There are all materials, knife skills, and heat.

After several minutes, He Yuzhu felt that the things in his mind were not increasing.

Then, he looked at the carry-on space he was doing.

I saw a sense of consciousness, and a space that could not be seen at a glance quietly appeared in front of me. Although there was nothing inside, there was land, sunshine, ponds, and streams...

Holding down his inner joy, He Yuzhu withdrew from his portable space.

At this time, Ma Hua, who was standing beside him, felt a little strange, so he quickly asked, "Master, are you okay? I saw you standing here without moving, and I thought you were feeling uncomfortable!"

Looking at Ma Hua with concern, He Yuzhu smiled. He knew what kind of person this apprentice was.

So he smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something."

By the way, you and me have been together for several years, and today I will start teaching you some real things."

Ma Hua was stunned, then was overjoyed, and immediately knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "Thank you, Master, thank you!"

"Get up, I will teach you the first dish today, spicy and sour potato shredded potatoes!"

While speaking, he picked up the potatoes that had been prepared beside him, and then began to cut them up.

The coherence of techniques is much smoother than before.

Seeing this, Ma Hua was happy, but his eyes were staring at He Yuzhu's kitchen knife.
Chapter completed!