Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, starting from God-level sign-in

"He Yuzhu, I told you a long time ago that this world will not turn around without someone."

"You are so proud, now that I stepped on it, are you still proud?"

He Yuzhu couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the canteen director's villainous appearance.

Some things, in fact, can be seen at a glance.

Just like now.

"Director Huang, if you keep thinking like this, you'd better not ask me for a while!"

The director of the cafeteria smiled coldly, proudly raised his neck and turned to leave.

Ma Hua hurriedly hugged He Yuzhu's hand.

"Master, what should we do now? Fatty really cooked the dishes!"

He Yuzhu pouted.

"What level is Fatty, don't you know?"

Hearing what He Yuzhu said, Ma Hua frowned.

"What if he really hid his hand?"

That kid, Fatty, was already sinister, and the thing really hid his hand at this time, so wouldn't He Yuzhu be finished?

The more I think about MCA, the more worried I become.

He grabbed He Yuzhu's hand.

"Master, Fatty's grandson is too much!"

"No, I have to go..."

"Come on, you!" He Yuzhu directly interrupted Ma Hua.

"If I was afraid that the fat man would trip me up, I would have driven him out of the kitchen."

"The kid just won't be able to serve the table. What are you worried about?"

Ma Hua lowered his head with a look of grievance.

"I, I, am I worried about you, worried that you will be replaced?"

Although Ma Hua is a bit unreasonable.

But the words are full of concern for He Yuzhu.

With the heart of his kid, He Yuzhu is satisfied.

At least not all apprentices are as heartless as Fatty.

In this way, He Yuzhu can feel more at ease.

Patting Ma Hua on the shoulder, He Yuzhu said comfortingly.

"Don't worry, the kitchen will always belong to your master!"

Lin Fang and Wu Yu next to him also quickly echoed.

"That's right, Ma Hua, just trust Master He!"

"Since Master He can be a master chef in the kitchen, he must not be run away so easily!"

While everyone was talking.

Suddenly someone shouted.

"Hey, what kind of food are you cooking?"

"Grass, don't treat us as human beings anymore?"

……

One shouted, and the others began to echo.

The sound became louder and louder, and many people walked towards the window where they were cooking.

"What do you mean by your kitchen? What kind of stuff are you cooking for us? Is this stuff something that people can eat?"

Liu Lan poked her head out from inside.

"What's not for humans to eat? If you can't eat it, get out!"

The workers were dissatisfied. This dish is not edible at all, and they still blame them.

Immediately a worker shouted.

"Are there any bullies like you?"

Along with the shouting, someone noticed He Yuzhu and the others sitting next to him.

So he ran to He Yuzhu immediately.

"Master He, what do you mean by this?"

"We've been working all morning, so you give us these things in your kitchen?"

He Yuzhu stood up suspiciously.

Then he took the other party's chopsticks, turned it over and put a piece of food into his mouth.

The moment the dish was put into his mouth, He Yuzhu spit it out.

The taste was obviously not seasoned at all.

And the cooking time is too long.

That kind of taste, and the smell of rotten grass really add up to the taste of hogweed.

"This, this, is this too outrageous?" He Yuzhu frowned.

Those workers seemed to see hope, and walked towards He Yuzhu one after another.

"Master He, you must decide for us!"

"The kitchen has made such a dish, but we still don't let us talk about it!"

"What do they mean by that?"

He Yuzhu quickly raised his hand to appease everyone.

"Everyone calm down, calm down!"

"Although the director of the cafeteria no longer lets me work in the kitchen!"

"But this dish was made by my apprentice, so I have a certain responsibility!"

"Here I apologize to everyone!"

He Yuzhu's apology soothed people's hearts, but the comfort was comforted, and everyone hadn't eaten yet.

That anger is also like a powder keg, which can be ignited at any time.

At this moment, the director of the cafeteria walked out quickly.

"What are you arguing about, you guys?"

"What are you shouting for?"

"Eat as soon as you eat, don't you guys still want to make trouble?"

While talking, the canteen director walked up to He Yuzhu.

"He Yuzhu, what do you mean? Are you going to take the lead in making trouble again?"

Facing the canteen director's questioning, He Yuzhu pointed to the plate next to him.

"Then you have a taste of this dish first, before I tell you to make trouble!"

The canteen director gave He Yuzhu a blank look.

"What do you mean can't I see it?"

"Isn't it because I feel upset about being fired, and I want to find trouble for nothing!"

"Are you going to say that the food is not delicious?"

"Do you think this is a hotel? It doesn't matter if you eat it or not?"

The canteen director obviously didn't understand what was going on, so he started to speak.

His words also successfully angered the workers next to him.

Even someone grabbed his collar.

"What do you mean?"

"Even if you don't want to make it delicious, at least you don't make it like pig food?"

The director of the cafeteria was caught by the collar of his shirt, and he panicked for a while.

"What do you mean? What do you want?"

The crowd gathered around.

One of them was brave enough to grab the food on the plate and stuff it into the mouth of the canteen director without saying a word.

He Yuzhu was a little terrified by this stuffing, he could only say that he was really brave.

After putting a large amount of food into his mouth, the canteen director suddenly retched.

"This, this, what is this?"

"Why is it the same as pig food?"

He Yuzhu spread his hands, and now the truth came out.

Looking at the canteen director with a smile, He Yuzhu asked with a smile.

"What's the matter, am I still making trouble now?"

The canteen director's face was livid.

"He Yuzhu, don't get complacent too early!"

After uttering harsh words, the director of the cafeteria quickly ran into the kitchen.

The fat man was busy working in front of the stove at this time.

The owner of the cafeteria rushed over with a kick.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Why are the dishes served without seasoning?"

The fat man frowned.

"Impossible, I'm definitely seasoned!"

"Or you kept urging me, which made me panic."

Fatty, this is a real non-stick pan, so it has nothing to do with him anyway.

Seeing him like this, the canteen director was also full of helplessness.

I can only tell him in a cold voice.

"Fatty, I don't care what you want to do, you hurry up and prepare the rest of the dishes for me and take them out!"

"Don't forget to season, understand?"

Fatty is the only one who can go to the stove now.

The canteen director didn't dare to say too much to provoke him.