"Are you?" an old lady asked in confusion.

"Nothing." He Yuzhu lowered his head and kicked away the little stone that he had thrown at the gate of the yard. "I just saw that this kid was quite talented, so he accepted him as his apprentice."

An aunt was stunned by He Yuzhu's words, what? Accepting apprentices?

She knew He Yuzhu's cooking skills. In this factory, except for Nan Yi, He Yuzhu was simply the one who walked sideways.

It is because of this that many people want to learn cooking skills with He Yuzhu, but except for buying a MCA, the rest were pushed by him because he was too busy in the factory.

In this era, all walks of life have paid attention to inheritance. Accepting an apprentice is basically the same as raising a son.

"Are you really planning to accept Xiaowu from the Han family as an apprentice?" An old lady was shocked when she heard He Yuzhu's words, but in kindness, she still told him a secret that many people didn't know, "I tell you, Han Xiaowu has a master."

"His master is not far from our yard. He is a strange stubborn old man. He claims to be the admiral of the Nine Gates every day." An aunt reminded, "You have to think clearly, don't catch nothing until the end.

He Yuzhu naturally knew what the situation was like when an aunt said.

This old man is an invisible rich man who is as famous as the ragged man. The antiques and other things together can basically support a county-level museum.

"Auntie, don't worry." He Yuzhu said with a smile, "I'm quite sure about my vision."

When an aunt saw that He Yuzhu had made up her mind, she stopped persuading her.

On the other hand, Han Chunming returned home. When his mother saw the visitor, she asked angrily: "Xiao Wu, why did you come back so late today!"

Han Chunming told his mother about his apprenticeship with He Yuzhu, and explained that he would go to his master's house to learn cooking skills after school.

Hearing Han Chunming's words, Han's mother pointed to the back and said, "Are you talking about the chef named Sha Zhu in the backyard?"

Han Chunming nodded: "Mom, do you know him too?"

"Well, his cooking skills are among the best in this area." Han's mother nodded and asked with some confusion, "How did you meet?"

Han Chunming told his mother about what he knew with He Yuzhu again.

Han’s mother also knew that due to various situations in the past two years, the public security on the streets has been somewhat bad, and the fact that they were blocked by second-rate people and robbed money often happened.

Since we know that no one will die, many people will adhere to the idea of ​​losing money and avoiding disasters and will not pursue it.

Also, if you didn’t beat these second-rate men to death with one stick, and wait for them to come out of the situation, you would be the one who was unlucky.

And because of this idea, they became more and more rampant, and so-called civilian gangs like little bastards were bred.

Han's mother thought that her son could learn a craft under the chef and would never starve to death in the future.

As for studying?

It would be better to be a chef in the factory.

After those three years of tragic natural disasters, Han's mother knew very well that there was nothing more important than living this year.

So after hearing Han Chunming's words, Han's mother also said with great support: "Okay, Xiaowu is a blessing in disguise. Please wait, mom will cook for you now!"

At this time, Han Chunming put the lunch box in his arms on the table and said, "Mom, this is the dish made by my master. If you are hot, we will try Master's skills."

When Han’s mother saw the lunch box, she frowned and taught a lesson: “Why are you not sensible at all? We are giving gifts to others to apprenticeships. How can we ask for things from our master?”

Han’s mother wanted to teach her son a lesson when she acted, because she was afraid that her stupid son would annoy her because of this little thing and would not teach her well in the future.

"Mom, I'll give it!" Han Chunming quickly explained: "I gave celery, lotus seeds, red beans, red dates, longans and half-hanged dried lean meat sticks as a teacher's ceremony, and the person accepted it."

Han’s mother raised her arms slowly lowered. She stared at Han Chunming and said, “Did Mr. Guan next door ask you to send it?”

Seeing that his son nodded, Han’s mother covered the lunch box with the dish again and handed it to Han Chunming and said, “Go, send this dish to Mr. Guan!”

Han Chunming held the lunch box and looked at his mother in confusion.

"I'm so smart, don't you understand this?" Han's mother pressed Han Chunming's forehead with her finger, "If Mr. Guan takes care of you like this, this dish should be used to respect others."

Han Chunming nodded. He was about to leave, but was stopped by Han's mother again.

She put the vegetables in the lunch box into the pot and heated them back into the lunch box again, tied them with a rope and handed them to Han Chunming.

"Go quickly." Han's mother waved her hand, "I guess the old man's house hasn't eaten yet."

After Han Chunming left, Han's mother quickly turned around and poured the remaining bar noodles into the pot and started stir-frying.

The remaining soup in the pot wrapped in stick noodles, and a trace of meat fragrance gradually spread out from the pot.

Han’s mother swallowed and said, “This time, Chunming finally found a good master.”

...

Han Chunming led the lunch box into the yard of the Master's Nine Gate Admiral.

When I opened the door, I saw that the old man was sitting on the kang eating peanuts and drinking.

Han Chunming hurriedly ran to him, put the lunch box in front of Mr. Guan, then took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the head of the kang.

"Master, I'm here to see you again."

Mr. Guan picked up the wine cup and drank it all over and said, "It's done?"

"Um!"

Han Chunming nodded and quickly opened the lunch box tied with a rope. Suddenly, the delicious food filled with fragrance appeared in front of the old and the young.

Mr. Guan moved his index finger, picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of fat intestine and put it in his mouth.

The original fishy smell of the large intestine is completely gone, it is fat but not greasy, and the chewy texture is accompanied by Erguotou bought from a tavern. This combination is simply amazing!

After taking a bite of water to boil the fish, the silky texture and light spicy taste made a trace of crystal saliva flow out from the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't this Sha Zhu learned Tanjia cuisine?" Mr. Guan muttered, "When did he get Sichuan cuisine so good?"

Han Chunming heard Mr. Guan’s words into his ears. He knew that the always calm and composed master could say such words to his new master, which means he did not worship the wrong person!

He picked up a piece of fat intestine and put it in his mouth. Mr. Guan asked casually: "What are He Yuzhu's requirements for you?"

Han Chunming knew everything about Mr. Guan and said: "Master He asked me to pass the exam for a special chef within ten years."

puff!!

Hearing Han Chunming's words, Mr. Guan just yelled and sprayed the Erguotou in his mouth instantly.

Mr. Guan coughed twice and shouted and cursed: "My Nine Gate Admiral has never seen such a shameless person in his life!"
Chapter completed!