Siheyuan: the God of Cooking at the State Banquet, Replacing Fuzhu at the Beginning

State banquet master Lu Chengfeng opened his eyes and returned to the courtyard house in 1952, becoming an orphan working as a cook in a steel rolling mill. No system? No space? With his superb cooking skills, Lu Chengfeng shocked the factory director in the entrance examination and was classified as a senior cook! At such a young age, his monthly salary is close to 80 yuan, making him a treasure in the catering industry in Sijiu City. In this era when people can't even eat stick noodles, Lu Chengfeng's family braises pork and pork sausage every day. The smell of meat makes Nanluogu Alley so hungry. At this time, all the animals in the courtyard turned red. Hypocritical Yi Zhonghai wants to brainwash him into becoming the number one pension provider? The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jia family are wandering around the door with empty bowls, trying to suck blood? The abacus master Yan Bugui wants to exchange half a bottle of wine with water for a full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties? And the arrogant and stupid Zhu Zhu, who watched helplessly as his position as chef was snatched away, had no choice but to spend his whole life peeling potatoes in the back kitchen! Facing the calculation, Lu Chengfeng sneered and closed the door! "Want to suck my blood? Dreaming! I, Lu Chengfeng, would rather feed the leftovers to the wild dogs at the entrance of the alley than give you a taste of them!" If you don't kneel down to the uncle, you shouldn't lick the dog. A kitchen knife and an iron pot. Lu Chengfeng held the most stable job, married the most beautiful wife, watched the beasts in the yard bite dogs for a few cents, and lived the most prosperous and prosperous life!