Chapter 414: Save Me, Master He

Even a skilled housewife cannot cook without rice.

Who let Shazhu's cooking skills raise the second canteen's rice-cooking standard by such a large amount; if he had known back then that these people in the second canteen were so hard to please, he would not have come to the second canteen to seek embarrassment no matter what.

I originally thought it was an opportunity.

Who would have thought it was a trap.

Heaven pities the pitiful.

During this period.

His hair has all fallen out.

Originally the hairstyle symbolizing local support for the central (government), it is even more obviously formidable.

He became anxious like fire.

How did things become so wrong?

Not caring about much, or perhaps to preserve his remaining little hair, Liuaicheng, after being scolded by the workers at noon, hurriedly came to Warehouse No. 4; he really could not continue being scolded by over a hundred people pointing at his nose.

He hadn't even seen Shazhu yet.

The voice begging for mercy.

It promptly flew into Shazhu's ears.

"Master He, save me!"

Shazhu, who had been busy making a living in Warehouse No. 4 all day, upon hearing this, was completely dumbfounded, his mind turning into a blank.

What the heck.

Someone came begging me for salvation; you damn fool, you've gone to the wrong temple, he walked toward the direction the voice came from, wanting to see who this divine person begging for mercy is.

Who are you?

In the moment of being dazed.

Shazhu then saw a plump figure appear before him.

He was dumbfounded for over ten seconds.

He steadied his mind.

After examining him closely, he realized the person before him was an unfamiliar old man, who looked to be around forty years old.

He briefly pondered.

He confirmed he did not know this person.

He involuntarily let out a cold snort in his heart.

The visitor comes with ill intent.

He forced himself to stay spirited.

He came up to Liuaicheng.

"Comrade, you seem to have come to the wrong place; this is Warehouse No. 4 of the Yagangchang Steel Plant, I am the warehouse keeper He Yuzhu; you're asking me to handle matters, perhaps you've made a mistake; now the Yagangchang Steel Plant is under Deputy Factory Director Li; if you have a grievance, you should go to Deputy Factory Director Li, and he will surely resolve your issue."

He mistakenly thought this was a probing Shazhu.

He said a few words that were basically flattery.

He wasn't sure if there were any outsiders listening nearby.

Everything was done with caution as the main goal.

Liuaicheng perhaps couldn't see Shazhu's true thoughts, crying out as he recounted his identity to Shazhu.

"Master He, I am Liuaicheng; you weren't transferred from the second canteen to Warehouse No. 4 not long ago, right? I am the one who took over your vacant position. You probably don't know, but your Yagangchang Steel Plant is truly renowned; many who have eaten your food say you are the top chef of the Yagangchang Steel Plant. During this time at my second canteen, I have been scolded day after day, having done nothing wrong. Master He, please help me."

Looking at Liuaicheng before him, tears pouring down like rain.

Shazhu's heart.

Rose to his throat.

Having lived two lives.

He had paid attention to many things.

Not because of Liuaicheng's few optional words did he forget his duties; at this moment, getting by was most important, so he still answered in a perfunctory tone.

"Master Liu, well, you see, logically we both come from a cooking background; we don't look at the monk's face but at the Buddha's, so I should help you this way; however, my current situation, you can see clearly, it's truly not that I don't want to help you, but I lack the energy; as for the things you mentioned, I roughly understand; you should just continue being the head chef of the second canteen diligently, and I will continue doing my job as the warehouse keeper of Warehouse No. 4; we will keep to ourselves, like well water not interfering with river water."

"Master He, it's truly not that I'm not working hard; it's just that those people are too picky."

Liuaicheng saw Shazhu about to leave.

He grabbed Shazhu's arm with one hand.

The matter wasn't finished.

What's the point of leaving?

Shazhu exerted some strength and firmly shook off Liuaicheng's grip on his arm.

"Master Liu, no matter where you learned your trade, and I don't know what rules or taboos your school has, in my heart, whoever it is, one must wholeheartedly fulfill one's duties; you say your food isn't recognized by the workers, I can't understand or comprehend why the workers don't acknowledge your dishes."

Liuaicheng stared blankly at Shazhu.

From beginning to end.

He kept attributing all responsibility to Shazhu, bluntly saying that all this was Shazhu's fault, that Shazhu had raised the workers' standards for things.

But looking at Shazhu's expression and tone of voice, it was clearly not the case.

His mind went blank for a day.

Where did something go wrong?

"Master Liuaicheng, you are older than me, so there are some things I shouldn't say, but the words may be rough yet the reasoning is sound; facts are facts; taking us cooks as an example, if you truly considered the workers, I think the workers couldn't catch you saying you've let them down; regarding what you just said, I suggest you sincerely prepare a meal for the workers, and they will surely appreciate your effort."

This is not baseless nonsense from Shazhu.

These are the words he said.

These are the exact words that He Daqing originally said to Shazhu.

Now Shazhu has copied them verbatim.

After saying that.

Shazhu, not wanting to waste time, issued the order to leave.

"There's nothing, you go first—I still have things to do!"

Liuaicheng had originally wanted to shamelessly cling to the spot, but seeing Shazhu ignore him and instead start cleaning and tidying up the garbage on his own, his face showed a calmness that even he himself envied.

He couldn't help but recall the words Guo Xiaosi had said.

Shazhu seems not to be on the same level as them.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his heart.

He nodded.

He answered in the affirmative.

He left Sihuocangku.

Watching his retreating figure, Shazhu couldn't help but give a wry smile, and then he devoted his energy and time to cleaning up the garbage.

……

Evening.

Everyone got off work.

Er Da Ma, who had been smug all day,

At the gate of the siheyuan, he encountered Liu Haizhong, who reeked of foul odor.

Smelling the foul stench emanating from Liu Haizhong's body.

Er Da Ma's heart

couldn't help but rise to her throat.

She muttered to herself.

Didn't you go to Deputy Factory Director Li to ask for an official position?

How come you reek of such a foul smell?

Just about to say something.

A quick-tongued Yagangchang coworker then gave a detailed account of everything Liu Haizhong had done at the steel mill today.

Er Da Ma, who had originally intended to rely on Liu Haizhong's reinstatement to show off some prestige in the siheyuan, upon hearing that Liu Haizhong had become the lowest-ranking toilet sanitation worker at the steel mill, being harshly trampled by the tens of thousands of workers there, saw her pride plummet to the lowest point.

How could this happen?

The script is wrong.

Even if Liu Haizhong had no merit, he still had hardship; how could even that hardship be gone all of a sudden?

You could guess with your toes.

One could imagine what fate awaits the Liu family.

A bad feeling.

He sought out Er Da Ma.

If there hadn't been something nearby to hold onto, he might really have been angered to death.