"Super-level chef?" Mr. Guan clamped a fat intestine and laughed mockingly, "Even his father He Daqing dared not say that!"

"Xiao Wu, don't listen to him being careless. Just learn craftsmanship. It would be great to be honest with my nine admirals to identify antiques."

As I said that, I drank another glass of wine, so excited!

Han Chunming did not tell Mr. Guan the fundamental reason for his apprenticeship. He clearly remembered that Teacher Ran said in class: Why is it so magnificent that it is better to be down-to-earth and look like it.

Seeing that the master was eating so delicious, he had already gained a lot of appetite. He picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth.

He had never tasted this taste before. He originally thought that the ancient emperors were not greasy every day, but after tasting the fish, he finally understood what it means to be a famous Wuxu scholar.

When the food was halfway through, Mr. Guan reluctantly put down his chopsticks and pushed the lunch box in front of Han Chunming and said, "I'm full, you can take the rest back."

"Or why don't you eat anything more?" Han Chunming said with a smile as he looked at his master who was still blinking.

"I'm so greasy, I'm so sad." Mr. Guan got up and poured a cup of tea. Suddenly remembered something, and turned to Han Chunming who was packing his lunch box, saying, "Let's go to your master's house together after school tomorrow."

"Okay!" Han Chunming put on his shoes and ran home with his lunch box in his arms.

Looking at Han Chunming's back as he left, Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Gate, murmured: "Is it a special chef?"

...

When Han Chunming returned home, his brother and sister were sitting around the table eating the fried noodles.

Because Han Chunming's father died early, his mother pulled up his five children with one hand. It was common for him to eat hunger and fill him up, and barbecue noodles were almost the staple food of their family.

In order not to get bored by the children, the Korean mother made many methods: fried noodles, steamed steamed buns, boiled noodles, and fried dishes...

Today, because Han Chunming had enough soup in his lunch box, he left a little bit when the dishes were hot. As soon as the stir-fried stick noodles were served, they were ripped clean by a few little wolf cubs.

Han Chunming put the lunch box on the table. The fourth brother Han Chunsheng lay on the lunch box and smelled it. He asked curiously: "Young, what's here? It's so fragrant!"

"You can tell if you open it and look at it." The eldest brother Han Chunsong said, reaching out and opening the lunch box.

Because the vegetables are colder quickly in winter, but the rich meat fragrance still makes my brothers saliva and their eyes are full of stars.

Just when the second son Han Chunxue was about to reach out and want to steal food, Han's mother slapped her hand and opened it: "Wait, I'll go and warm it up for you again!"

"Youngest, where did this dish come from?" Han Chunsheng pounded Han Chunming with his arm and said, "It's not stolen, right?"

"I didn't steal!" Han Chunming pushed away his second brother's arm and said, "This is what my master gave me."

"You can pull it down." Gao Chunsheng curled his lips, "The Nine Gate Admiral does not have this skill, you can blow it vigorously."

"It's not Mr. Guan." Han Chunming shook his head and said, "This master is He Yuzhu from the steel rolling mill."

Han Chunsong looked at Han Chunming not like he was lying, but he was very curious. What did He Yuzhu think? Will he take a teenage child as his apprentice?

As I thought about it, the fragrant dishes instantly spread throughout the room. Although they were hot twice, the Han family started to eat meat, which was a luxury. This was comparable to the New Year... No! It was over New Year's Eve.

Everyone forgot everything, took a deep breath, and wanted to imprint the sweet smell in their minds.

Han’s mother placed the vegetables in the middle of the table, and the four brothers quickly picked up their chopsticks and ate them all and stuffed them.

Han’s mother didn’t say anything, but her eyes were filled with tears.

Han Chunming walked to his mother, pulled her already rough hand and said, "Mom, I will study hard, and we will eat meat every day!"

Han’s mother didn’t say anything, but just stroked Han Chunming’s head with her hands and looked out the window to be in silence.

The two-day Douyin Conference finally ended, and the factory resumed production.

After Director Yang reported the matter, with the approval of the Logistics Department, Deputy Director Li's evidence of embezzlement and bribery was conclusive. Due to the large amount involved, the case needs further review.

However, according to He Yuzhu's understanding of this era, Deputy Director Li probably had to eat a hot peanut this time.

When I just left the factory gate after get off work, I found that Mr. Li from the security room called him.

"Zhuzi." Uncle Li limped to He Yuzhu and said, "There is a child in the security room waiting for you for a long time."

Handing over an incense stick, He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle."

"What are you grateful for?" Mr. Li took out a match and lit the cigarette, "You knocked down this big borer in our factory, and we have to thank you."

He Yuzhu waved his hands repeatedly after hearing this. He didn't want to take it on himself about the fall of Deputy Director Li, and gave the leader a feeling of being thorny. He smiled and said, "That's his own sin, God can't stand it."

"Yes, yes, yes, uncle understands." Uncle Li looked at He Yuzhu meaningfully and said with a smile, "You are a good child. If I could have a child like you, I would probably be able to wake up in my dreams."

He Yuzhu knew that this old man was a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War. He had just passed by Ying Jiang in Seoul of Bangzi. The injury on his leg was also left at that time. I heard that the bullets inside were deducted by the old man himself.

Such heroes are everywhere in this era. They will always stand up and lead the way when the motherland needs it most, and will also transform into the people and hide their fame in peace.

After chatting with the old man for a few words, He Yuzhu walked into the security room.

Han Chunming was lying on a black table, dazed.

When he turned his head and saw He Yuzhu, he immediately ran over with his schoolbag on his back and bowed, "Master."

He Yuzhu nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked Han Chunming: "Have you finished your homework?"

"I...I..."

Seeing Han Chunming stuttering, He Yuzhu felt helpless. In the film and television dramas, it was because of their low knowledge and poor background. If it weren't for Mr. Guan and the Jam Hou, he would probably have no idea which road to starve to death...

"Now add one more." He Yuzhu raised a finger and said, "The top ten in the final exam class, otherwise you won't use it."

"Ah?" Han Chunming stared at He Yuzhu with wide eyes, "This is a bit..."

"If you find it difficult, you can leave now. I will give you the double reward of the apprenticeship you gave me." He Yuzhu said in a firm tone, "I don't like the unmotivated disciple."

Han Chunming thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Master, don't worry, I can definitely do it!"

"This is almost the same." He Yuzhu patted Han Chunming on the back of the head and said, "Remember! Knowledge can change destiny."

Uncle Li looked at the master and apprentice walking out of the security room and nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!