Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Hearing that Bang Geng wanted to steal Xu Damao's chicken, this reminded Jiang Weidong of the opening plot of the TV series "Love in a Courtyard".

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

Artemis' belly was so full that she collapsed in a corner, hiccupping, "It's rare that there is someone in this courtyard who can knock on the door."

These words reminded Jiang Weidong that it doesn't matter who is coming, he must be asking for something.

"Sit down better, lest people find you are unusual, and then you will only be at the grassroots level."

When Artemis heard this, she immediately stood up and lay down next to Jiang Weidong's pillow.

As soon as the door was opened, it was Yan Jiefang who came in, and he began to exchange pleasantries when he entered, "Weidong, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten. You came here to chop firewood, right?" Jiang Weidong didn't want to talk to him.

He nodded, "That's right, I've already contacted the person who wants the five hundred catties, and I'll start delivering them tomorrow morning, but I don't think there are so many in your yard?"

"This is my first time doing business, and firewood is a hot commodity in winter. You can't tell me to break my promise!"

Jiang Weidong smiled, "You can pile up two hundred catties in the yard, and you can come and take them away tomorrow morning, and the next three hundred catties will be in place immediately."

These words made Yan Jiefang feel more at ease. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled, "Weidong, you didn't tell my dad about this, did you? Well, there's another good thing in the future, so you keep looking for me, okay?"

"Really," Jiang Weidong asked him, "I'll bring some whole logs, and you can chop them yourself. Besides, I have some other supplies here. You can sell them at the Pigeon Market, and hand over the money when you come back. , I will give you fifty catties of firewood, do you agree?"

"Agreed! Agreed!" Yan Jiefang was so happy that he chopped wood for his father every day, without a dime.

Chopping wood for Jiang Weidong, selling some things, and earning a dollar and a half for the backhand, where can I find such a good job.

With the speed at which he sells things, he can earn more than ten or 20 yuan a month. Maybe he earns more than his father, so he can feel proud.

He had a flattering look on his face, "Weidong, I won't ask this time, anyway, you said it, the origin of this thing is not illegal, I trust you, as long as you can make money!"

Count him acquainted.

Jiang Weidong ordered, "I'll put the things I want to sell in the next room. You can pick them up in that room tomorrow morning. I'll leave a note for you with the selling price. When we come back, we will reconcile the accounts according to the quantity. We will settle the bill for every five hundred catties of firewood sold. Bill, is it okay?"

"Success! No problem!" Yan Jiefang was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, "Weidong, when did you raise a cat?"

"My dad always said that there was a mouse in the front yard, so we let it come and we walked in the yard."

Artemis was a little excited, "I'm not going, I'm a pet cat, not for catching mice."

But these few "meow meow meow" amused Yan Jiefang, "Look, it agreed quite happily, probably because it hasn't caught a mouse for a long time, and its paws are itchy."

"I didn't promise you!" Artemis got angry, jumped out of bed and hid under the bed.

Jiang Weidong is now Yan Jiefang's benefactor, and he must serve him carefully.

As soon as he finished his business, he immediately got up and said goodbye, "Then what, Weidong, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving first, I'll be here on time tomorrow morning."

After he left, Jiang Weidong took fifty catties of rice from the space and put it next door.

Letting Yan Jiefang go to Pigeon Market is different from going by himself, so it is best to let him sell one kind of thing alone, and there are many styles to avoid arousing his suspicion.

At 06:30 the next morning, Jiang Weidong woke up and heard something in the yard.

He stretched his waist and asked, "What's going on outside?"

Artemis stood on the window sill, looked outside and said, "That kid Yan Jiefang is putting firewood in the bag, won't he come every morning from now on?"

Jiang Weidong put on his clothes and took the toiletries, "I have this plan. I will leave the shipment to him in the future. Let's investigate for a while to see if he is honest or not."

"Then I won't be able to sleep late anymore?" Artemis was not very happy.

Jiang Weidong glared at him, "So that's how the term lazy cat came about."

Seeing that Jiang Weidong got up, Yan Jiefang quickly put down the ax in his hand, took off his twine gloves, and took out a large handful of change from his pocket.

"Weidong, it's sold at the price you set for fifteen cents, which is exactly fifty catties, and the total is seven yuan and seventy-five cents. You count."

"Also, I can finish delivering the two hundred catties of firewood in the corner in a short while, and then you hurry up and bring back the three hundred catties so I can give it to others."

Jiang Weidong felt that he was quite honest, "Okay, come here every morning from now on, there is something waiting for you."

"Hey!" Yan Jiefang was overjoyed, and agreed very happily.

After breakfast, Jiang Weidong went to work.

Artemis (the cat) was left alone, watching Yan Jiefang, who had been working outside the window, bored in every possible way.

The whole morning, it ate and slept, ate and ate, unexpectedly, Tangtang, a pet cat, lived a life like a pig.

"Hey, Didn't Banggen say that we're going to eat beggar's chicken today? I have to join in the excitement."

Finally having fun, it rushed out of the house and went straight to Jia's house.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he happened to see Bang Geng running out with a lunch box in his hand.

And Xiao Dang and Huai Hua followed behind him.

Artemis felt that he had come just in time, so he quickly followed.

The stick was the first to sneak into the canteen of the rolling mill, and somehow this kid got a small empty bottle.

After tiptoing into the back kitchen, while no one was looking, he picked up the soy sauce and poured it into the small empty bottle that came with him.

The leader came to the factory, and the whole back kitchen was so busy that no one noticed him at first.

It wasn't until Shazhu put the last dish out of the pan and turned around when he was free to look at the thief who stole the soy sauce.

He chuckled, with a fatherly expression on his face, "Grandma's, you actually stole it from me."

So, I wanted to tease the stick, and shouted, "Hey, kid, dare to steal the soy sauce from the public house!"

Seeing that the stuffing was exposed, the stick stem was almost poured, so he put down the soy sauce and ran away quickly.

Silly Zhu wanted to scare him, so he flew the rolling pin over.

Good guy, the stick stem is like a loach, it got out under the curtain without hitting it at all.

But by coincidence, Xu Damao, who happened to lift up the curtain to come in, was cut off, and even the iron washstand next to him was knocked down.

"Hahahahahaha." This made Silly Zhu laugh out loud.

This grandson, how many jokes he has made him read recently, good guy, he hit him right today, if you cut him a rolling pin, it's time to vent your anger!
After Xu Damao got up from the ground, he was furious. Holding a rolling pin, he looked at the three people including Sha Zhu, pointed at them one by one and asked, "Who? Who?"

Silly Zhu disdains, there is no need to let him "die" to understand, "What about me!"

Xu Damao beat his face with a rolling pin anxiously, and asked Sha Zhu, "Are you looking for death?"

The angrier he was, the happier Sha Zhu was, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.