Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

Misunderstand!

It's all a misunderstanding! !

When Zhang Xing stood at the bus stop, he couldn't help but smile scornfully when he recalled Manager Cai's changed appearance.

Really, no matter what era, such people are indispensable.

"Comrade, comrade."

The voice behind him interrupted Zhang Xing's thoughts.

He turned around and saw standing behind him was the family of three who were in the restaurant just now.

The woman who was still angry just now had an ugly face, but now she lost her temper and held her daughter in her arms and comforted her softly.

The man had also tidied up his messy hair and clothes.

Just now in the hotel, Manager Cai and others had already apologized to the family of three because of Zhang Xing.

"Anything else?"

Zhang Xing looked at the man in front of him curiously.

The man stroked his glasses sheepishly and forced a smile.

"Comrade, thank you for your help just now."

"If it weren't for you, I, with my thin arms and legs, would be no match for them."

"No matter what, I have to say thank you personally."

"You're welcome, it was originally their fault."

Zhang Xing waved his hand at the man, he really didn't take it to heart.

"My name is Zhao Xiaokang, and I am a researcher at the Second Municipal Research Institute. What do you call comrade?"

"My name is Zhang Xing, from Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill."

Zhang Xing felt that the two of them didn't have much in common, so he just kept it simple.

"Comrade Zhang, thank you again."

The man held Zhang Xing's hand tightly again and expressed his gratitude excitedly.

If the bus hadn't come, Zhao Xiaokang would have had to hold Zhang Xing to talk for a while longer.

After the incident happened at noon, Zhang Xing no longer felt like hanging out, so he simply went home.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, how much meat was cut off?"

Before Zhang Xing could even set foot on the threshold of the courtyard, he heard the voice of the third uncle, Yan Bugui.

"I was wandering around to the vegetable market, and I happened to catch some pork, so I ordered two taels."

Zhang Xing lifted the small piece of pork in his hand in front of him.

He often cooks at home, especially meat dishes, which will definitely attract the attention of the neighbors in the courtyard.

If someone notices that he never buys ingredients, it could easily lead to problems.

Especially those guys, if they make some articles about this matter, they might cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

So after Zhang Xing got off the bus, he went to the vegetable market and bought some food.

He took the pork out of his pocket. When Zhang Xing arrived at the vegetable market, the pork stall was already out of pork.

"Good guy, Xiao Zhang is different when he takes action. He gets two ounces of pork in one go."

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, couldn't help but sigh while shaking his head.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"When I saw you carrying such a big piece of meat, I almost thought it was the Chinese New Year."

"Xiao Zhang, what kind of day is it today? Let's have two glasses of wine tonight. I also have some good wine."

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Xing knew that Yan Laoxi'er was plotting against him again.

Nowadays, the monthly quota of pork for a labor force is only one pound.

However, the quota is one pound, which does not mean that everyone can eat one pound of meat per month.

One is that in addition to the meat stamps, you also need to pay for pork.

The other thing is that if you want to buy it, there must be something for sale.

Sometimes a pig comes to the pork stall, and the people who want to buy pork are all crowded together.

There are even frequent fights over a small piece of pork.

"Third uncle, I don't dare to miss your drink. I'm afraid you'll miss my big piece of meat."

Zhang Xing did not coddle Yan Laoxi'er and directly revealed his little thoughts.

"Hey, can I miss your meat?"

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, who was criticized by Zhang Xing, was not unhappy at all, and laughed and laughed.

He had already made a clear decision and could not offend Zhang Xing casually.

Yan Bugui was convinced that as long as Zhang Xing still lived in this courtyard, he would definitely be able to take advantage of it with his ability.

"Then I'll go back first."

Zhang Xing continued walking into the courtyard as he spoke.

Yan Bugui raised his eyebrows and whispered to Zhang Xing.

"The Central Courtyard is very lively today. People haven't left yet, so hurry up and take a look."

Zhang Xing frowned slightly when he heard this.

What kind of tricks is this Yan Laoxi'er playing?

When he reached the middle courtyard, he realized what excitement Yan Bugui was talking about.

I saw that the middle courtyard, especially the area at the door of Jia's house, was rare and clean.

A few neighbors were enjoying the cool air in the yard and chatting.

From time to time, he pointed in the direction of the Jia family.

The door of Jia's house was open, and there seemed to be a lot of people inside.

But Zhang Xing was too lazy to look, probably some relatives or guests were here.

He has no good impression of the Jia family at all, and he has no interest at all in their relatives and guests.

Just when he said hello to a few neighbors and was about to go back to the backyard, someone from the Jia family happened to come out.

"Oh, don't worry, Dongxu is Master Yi's direct disciple, and he will have great potential in the future."

A strange aunt was smiling and talking to the people next to her.

When Zhang Xing walked to the middle, the group of people also walked out.

"Xiao Zhang is back."

Yi Zhonghai, the oldest man in the crowd, shouted to Xiao Zhang.

"Hey, sir, I just came back."

Zhang Xing is not stingy with this courtesy from neighbors.

He turned his head, smiled and nodded at the elder.

Only then did Zhang Xing see the big group of people including the First Master clearly.

In addition to the grandfather and the mother, there is also Jia Zhang's Jia Dongxu.

Even He Yuzhu was inside.

In the middle of the crowd were three strangers.

One is the strange aunt who just spoke.

There was also a middle-aged woman with an arrogant look on her face.

Behind her, there is a girl wearing a floral top.

Although half of her body was blocked by the middle-aged woman in front of her, her beautiful figure still broke into Zhang Xing's sight.

Zhang Xing curiously moved his gaze upward from the undulating floral pattern.

Just when it was time to see the girl's appearance clearly.

The girl seemed to feel Zhang Xing's gaze, lowering her head and hiding behind the middle-aged woman.

Although he caught a glimpse, Zhang Xing still couldn't see clearly what the girl looked like.

"Who is this?"

The middle-aged woman in front of the girl noticed the piece of pork in Zhang Xing's hand.

It's not the New Year or the festival, but holding such a piece of meat in your hand is really eye-catching in this day and age.

"Ah, this is Xiao Zhang from our backyard."

The uncle didn't expect that the middle-aged woman would ask Zhang Xing. After a brief moment of confusion, he introduced him to the middle-aged woman.

"Oh? Xiaozhang, do you also work in a steel rolling mill?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Zhang Xing and took the initiative to ask.

Zhang Xing looked at Yi Zhonghai inexplicably, and naturally asked him to explain who this middle-aged woman was.

The first man saw Zhang Xing looking at him and understood what he meant.

"Xiao Zhang, this is..."

Before the first man could finish speaking, Jia Zhang suddenly squeezed in front of Zhang Xing.

It happened to separate the middle-aged woman and the girl behind her from Zhang Xing.

Mrs. Jia Zhang stared at Zhang Xing with hostility.

"What are you looking at!

"This is a relative of our family!"

"Why are you trying to get in front of me as an outsider?"