Siheyuan: Level 8 Cooking Skills, Cleverly Defeating the Courtyard's Schemes

Just after I blocked Xu Damao's entanglement on behalf of Banggeng, I was called out and nicknamed again at the hospital meeting. Master He, the boss of the steel rolling mill, is determined to change his way of life, not to take the blame, not to be taken advantage of, and not to fill the bottomless pit of others with his salary. The compensation must be paid out in person, the wheels must be dismantled for money, and irrefutable evidence must be found in lawsuits involving lost chickens. But there is not a single fuel-efficient lamp in this courtyard. Qin Huairu's family pointed at him to help him, Xu Damao was worried about his job, and even several elders in the courtyard were waiting to watch the fun. He Yuzhu didn't follow the old path. He was very steady in the kitchen, stewing ducks and removing cart wheels, and quietly started a business of saving food stamps in exchange for brown rice. Just as life was getting better, teacher Ran Qiuye got tripped by the wheel of his bicycle. If you want to gain a foothold in the capital these days, just relying on the sound of a spatula is not enough. You have to provide evidence when standing up for others, you have to be measured when saving favors, and you have to be careful about the eyes behind your back even when buying vegetables for food. How could a chef, with his sharp skills and unwillingness to suffer losses, first gain a foothold in the scheme of the hospital and then save up the capital to make a comeback? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.