owlsbooks Chapter 1045 Other Chefs
Chapter 1045 Other Chefs
The shop owner gradually fell in love with this hardworking boy.
One day, the shop owner said to He Yudong: "Boy, I think you are quite smart, do you want to learn from me?"
When He Yudong heard this, he was overjoyed, "Really? Boss, I do!"
In this way, He Yudong began to learn from the shop owner.
He studied very hard and quickly mastered the techniques.
The shop owner was very satisfied with He Yudong's performance and often praised him.
He Yudong became more and more confident. He knew that he was changing his destiny step by step!
A year later, He Yudong was able to do it independently.
The shop owner began to respect him more and more and put him in charge of managing the shop's business.
He Yudong managed the shop in an orderly manner, and the business became more and more prosperous.
The shop owner was very grateful to He Yudong and decided to pass the shop to him.
He Yudong took over the job, his heart filled with gratitude and excitement.
He knew that he had finally changed his destiny!
He changed the name of the shop to "He Ji Pu" and the business grew bigger and bigger.
However, he never forgot the difficult years in the past.
He often helps poor children and provides them with food and shelter.
Because he knows that only by helping others can he make himself happier.
One day, He Yudong met Sha Qiang on the street.
Sha Qiang has become a sloppy homeless man, wearing tattered clothes and covered in dirt.
When he saw He Yudong, he was stunned.
"You...you are...He Yudong?" Sha Qiang couldn't believe his eyes.
He Yudong nodded, "It's me."
Sha Qiang lowered his head in shame, "I...I'm sorry..."
He Yudong smiled and said, "It's all in the past, don't take it to heart."
He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Sha Qiang, "Here, go buy something to eat."
Sha Qiang took the money and burst into tears of gratitude.
He Yudong turned and left.
He walked down the street, his heart filled with emotion.
He finally avenged Sha Qiang, not with violence, but with kindness.
He finally lived the life he wanted!
However, just as his career was flourishing, a mysterious woman appeared in his life...
When He Yudong woke up again, he found that he was not dead, but he was not in the same room. He was lying on a hard wooden bed, covered with a rough linen quilt, and a musty smell rushed into his nostrils. The room was cramped and dim, with only a small window, and light barely came in, illuminating the simple furnishings in the room: a lame table, a chair without a backrest, and a yellowed talisman paper crookedly attached to the wall, on which were written four large characters in a flamboyant style - "turn danger into good fortune".
"What the hell is this place?" He Yudong struggled to sit up, feeling a splitting headache and waves of nausea from a hangover. He shook his head vigorously, trying to recall what happened before: Jia Zhang was caught stealing chickens, he left indifferently, and then...then he didn't remember anything.
"Have I been plotted against by that old witch Jia Zhang?" He Yudong's heart skipped a beat. This old witch was not someone to be trifled with. If he gave her the chance, who knows how she would retaliate against him.
Just as I was thinking about it, the door creaked open and a man in a white gown and a goatee walked in, holding a bowl of black medicine in his hand.
"Are you awake?" The man looked at He Yudong with a smile, revealing his yellow teeth. "How do you feel?"
"Who are you? Where is this?" He Yudong stared at him warily and shrank back subconsciously.
"Don't be nervous, I'm a doctor. It was Liu Haizhong, the second uncle of the courtyard, who carried you back." The man put the medicine bowl on the table. "You fainted at the entrance of the alley. If I hadn't happened to pass by, you would probably..."
"Second uncle? Liu Haizhong?" He Yudong was stunned. He remembered clearly that he lived in Qinman Courtyard. How did he end up in this ghost place? Moreover, when did Liu Haizhong become a doctor?
He looked around subconsciously. The layout, furnishings, and smell of the room were completely different from those of a courtyard house.
"Are...are you sure you are Liu Haizhong?" He Yudong asked tentatively.
"What? Don't you recognize me? I'm your uncle!" Liu Haizhong frowned unhappily, "Kid, are you crazy?"
He Yudong was even more confused. The tone and expression of Liu Haizhong were exactly the same as the second uncle in his memory, but this environment...
"Second uncle, I... I don't seem to remember what happened before." He Yudong decided to play dumb and find out the situation first.
"Amnesia?" Liu Haizhong looked at him in surprise. "This is troublesome. How can you be so careless, kid? Forget it, drink the medicine first. I specially prepared it for you. It can cure amnesia."
He Yudong looked at the bowl of black medicinal soup. A strange smell rushed into his nostrils. He resisted instinctively. This thing looked like poison no matter how he looked at it.
"What kind of medicine is this? It smells weird." He Yudong asked with a frown.
"This is a secret recipe passed down from our ancestors, specially for curing amnesia. Don't worry, drink it." Liu Haizhong urged, "Good medicine tastes bitter, but you will feel better after drinking it."
He Yudong hesitated for a moment, but finally took the medicine bowl. At this point, he could only take things one step at a time.
He held his breath and drank the medicine in one breath. A bitter taste instantly exploded in his mouth, almost making him vomit.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Liu Haizhong asked with concern.
He Yudong shook his head, feeling even more dizzy, and things in front of him began to become blurry.
"I...I..." He opened his mouth, but no words came out. His eyes went dark and he lost consciousness again.
When He Yudong woke up again, he found himself back in the original room. The familiar furnishings and familiar smells made him feel as if he was in another world.
He sat up suddenly, looking at the familiar scenery outside the window, his heart full of doubts. Was everything just now a dream?
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Shazhu, are you awake?" It was Jia Zhang's voice.
He Yudong was stunned for a moment. Why did this old witch come again? Did he really go back to the past?
He hesitated for a moment, then opened the door.
Jia Zhang stood at the door with an anxious look on her face, holding a bowl of chicken soup in her hand.
"Shazhu, are you okay? You suddenly fainted last night and scared me to death!" Jia Zhang asked with concern.
He Yudong looked at the chicken soup in her hand, feeling mixed emotions. What on earth was this old witch up to?
"I'm fine." He Yudong said lightly.
"That's good, that's good." Jia Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and handed him the chicken soup. "This is the chicken soup I specially stewed for you. It will nourish your body."
He Yudong looked at the bowl of chicken soup and suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart. Could this chicken soup be made from...
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Jia Zhang, his eyes full of horror.
"Where did this chicken come from?"
When He Yudong woke up again, he found himself back in the courtyard and in his familiar bed.
He sat up suddenly and touched his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.
"Could it be that...everything that just happened was just a dream?" he muttered to himself.
He looked around; everything seemed so familiar, yet so strange.
He walked to the window and looked out. There was no one at the door of the Jia family. Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
"It's really... a nightmare..." He Yudong sighed, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
He walked to the table, picked up the glass of water, took a sip of water, and felt better.
He walked to the mirror, looked at his slightly haggard face in the mirror, and suddenly realized that he was reborn!
He was reborn back to the sixties, back to when he was younger.
"Oh my God, are you kidding me?" He Yudong smiled bitterly.
Since I'm reborn, I have to live well! He clenched his fists, his heart full of fighting spirit.
He decided that in this life, he would live for himself and never be sucked dry by the Jia family again!
He opened the door and walked out.
In the early morning in the courtyard, the air is fresh and the sun is bright.
He Yudong took a deep breath and felt full of strength.
He walked into the yard and saw Qin Huairu washing clothes.
Qin Huairu saw He Yudong and greeted him with a smile: "Shazhu, are you up?"
He Yudong looked at her with mixed feelings.
In his previous life, he was sucked dry by Qin Huairu's family for most of his life, and ended up alone and helpless.
He will never make the same mistake again in this life!
He nodded lightly in response.
Qin Huairu seemed to notice He Yudong's coldness and looked at him with some confusion.
He Yudong ignored her and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
He decided that from today on, he would change himself!
He wants to learn how to cook, he wants to make money, he wants to live a good life!
He went into the kitchen and started to clean up.
The kitchen was a mess, with grease and dust everywhere.
He Yudong frowned and began to clean carefully.
He cleaned the kitchen inside and out and then started to organize the kitchen utensils.
He threw away the worn-out pots and pans and replaced them with new ones.
He also reorganized the seasonings in the kitchen, throwing away the expired ones and replacing them with new ones.
He worked for a long time and finally cleaned the kitchen.
He looked at the newly renovated kitchen and nodded with satisfaction.
"From today on, I will create my new life here!" He Yudong said to himself.
He began to think about what dish to cook.
He recalled his past life, when his best dish was braised pork.
He decided to make braised pork today!
He took out a piece of pork belly from the refrigerator and started cutting it.
He had great knife skills and quickly cut the pork belly into even-sized pieces.
He put the pork belly into the pot, added onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings, and started stir-frying.
After a while, the kitchen was filled with tempting aroma.
The scent wafted into the yard, attracting several neighbors.
"Shazhu, what delicious food are you going to make today?" The third uncle Yan Bugui came over after smelling the fragrance.
He Yudong glanced at him and said calmly, "Red-braised pork."
Yan Bugui's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Hey, Shazhu, why are you willing to make braised pork today? This is a good thing!"
He Yudong ignored him and continued to stir-fry the pork belly in the pot.
Seeing that He Yudong ignored him, Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly and turned away.
After a while, an old lady also came over smelling the fragrance.
"Shazhu, what delicious food are you going to make?" asked an old lady.
He Yudong glanced at her and said, "Red-braised pork."
When the aunt heard this, she also became interested: "Hey, Shazhu, why are you so generous today? Make braised pork for us?"