Zhao Guihua was making turtle soup for the first time. This was something she had never done before.
Fortunately, she had help. Li the Cook from the backyard couldn't stand by and watch, so he came over to assist. He knew that if they didn't do it right, they would ruin a good thing. Old Man Zhuang and Zhao Guihua also invited him to join them for dinner, and Li the Cook, after thinking it over, agreed.
Although the cafeteria had also gotten a turtle, it was for the leaders' meals, and as a cook, he couldn't partake.
Li the Cook had managed to survive in the machinery factory cafeteria for so many years and even arranged a job for his son-in-law. He certainly had some real skills. Before long, the aroma of the soup filled the entire courtyard.
Several households came out to investigate the source of the smell, eventually finding it at the Zhuang's doorstep. With the warm weather, the windows were open while cooking, making the aroma even more intense.
