Siheyuan: Traveling through Cai Quanwu, pretending to be Uncle Shazhu

Hearing Director Ma swear, Cai Quanwu picked up the ceramic jar and handed it to the director, laughing and joking.

"Okay, director, I'm not showing respect to you, what's the matter? Take it away quickly."

Seeing that Cai Quanwu was so sensible, Director Ma took the jar and said with a smile: "You know what's going on. Come back and make some tea and come to my office to get it. I'm leaving. Get ready. The bus will be here soon."

After that, he hugged the ceramic jar and left.

After Director Ma left, Cai Quanwu picked up the kettle and poured hot water into his enamel jar.

Before Cai Quanwu could take a sip of tea, the food truck arrived outside.

As soon as the car arrived, Cai Quanwu had to get busy.

The director opened the door to the backroom and the temporary workers carried them into the backroom. Cai Quanwu was counting inside.

Cai Quanwu knew most of the temporary workers. They were surprised when they saw that Cai Quanwu was counting today. They used to carry bags together, but you came to count us today. The contrast is too big.

I unloaded the bags on my shoulders, met Cai Quanwu, said hello to him, and went out. There was no time to chat. The car was tense now. After unloading the goods, the car would leave soon, and there were other transportation tasks.

Cai Quanwu and these temporary workers only knew each other and could only be regarded as acquaintances.

These temporary workers, who had no acquaintance with Cai, started talking quietly in groups of twos and threes after they went out.

In the end, all I can do is scold the injustice of society. No matter how much I scold, it can't change the gap between them.

After unloading the goods and waiting for the car to drive away, Cai Quanwu counted the number of bags carried by each person.

In order to prevent mistakes, he calculated it three times in one breath. He could not make mistakes the first time he did something. That would be too embarrassing.

After calculating the numbers and handing the list to the director, the rest is none of your business. It is the director's responsibility to settle wages.

After doing this, the whole morning had almost passed, and Cai Quanwu was so busy that he didn't even bother to drink water.

After handing the statistics to the director, Cai Quanwu returned to his small room, sat on a chair, picked up the enamel jar on the table, and drank tea.

He drank the tea in one go, picked up the kettle and refilled himself with a glass of water.

After sitting for a while, Cai Quanwu stood up, took out his lunch box from his bag, and went to the kitchen to heat it.

When we came to the kitchen, many people came.

When it comes to heating, it actually means putting the lunch box on a steamer to steam it.

Seeing that Cai Quanwu was covered in dust, Sister Zhao said disgustedly: "Quanwu, give me the lunch box and I'll heat it up for you. Go out and pat the dust off your body."

Cai Quanwu handed the lunch box to Sister Zhao and said jokingly: "Sister Zhao, this is proof of my hard work. You can't disdain the hardworking people."

"You're the only one who's working hard, and you're just as good as coaxing outsiders. Get out quickly." Sister Zhao looked at Cai Quanwu with contempt and said.

"Okay, I'll go out without disturbing you guys."

With that said, he walked out of the small kitchen and went outside. He took off his cotton-padded jacket and shook it vigorously a few times to shake off most of the dust on it.

There were still some that couldn't be shaken off, so Cai Quanwu slapped them hard a few times.

When the dust on the cotton-padded jacket was almost gone, he took off the hat on his head, patted it a few times, put it back on, then stamped his feet vigorously, patted his pants, and walked into the small kitchen again.

Cai Quanwu walked into the kitchen again. Sister Zhao and Xiao Wu in the kitchen saw Cai Quanwu and looked at him with inexplicable eyes.

Cai Quanwu looked a little confused and didn't know what happened while he was out.

Just when Cai Quanwu was about to speak, Sister Zhao asked curiously: "Quanwu, does your family eat so well every day?"

Hearing Sister Zhao's question, Cai Quanwu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it must be Sister Zhao who opened her lunch box.

Cai Quanwu reacted by blaming the whole thing on Silly Zhu and started talking nonsense.

"No, no, how is it possible? Yesterday, my nephew had a blind date and cooked some good dishes. He probably left some for me. I don't even know what dishes are in the lunch box. My nephew usually prepares the lunch box for me. of."

On a blind date, it’s not too much to eat well.

"Then your nephew is really good and treats you so well. Look at your lunch box. It's either meat or eggs. It's full." Sister Zhao said with envy.

Then, Sister Zhao's mouth was like a machine gun and she kept asking questions.

"By the way, Quan Wu, what does your nephew do? How was the blind date? Such a nice young man, why don't you introduce him to us, Xiao Wu."

After hearing Cai Quanwu's nonsense, Sister Zhao had a good impression of Silly Zhu.

"Stop, Sister Zhao, let me think about it, think about it, I don't know how to answer so many of your questions."

Cai Quanwu didn't expect that a lunch box would cause so many things. The key is that it might also lead to Silly Zhu.

Afterwards, Cai Quanwu briefly told them about Silly Zhu's situation.

A cook in a steel rolling mill with three rooms and a sister.

This condition is not good, it can only be said to be average, unlike a family that can eat meat regularly.

"Nothing at all. Your nephew's conditions are average, his salary is not high, his house is okay, and he doesn't have a mother-in-law who can be the head of the family after marrying."

After hearing this, Sister Zhao said pertinently that Xiao Wu on the side was a little disappointed after hearing Si Zhu's conditions.

If it were a family that could eat meat every now and then, she would definitely consider it, but this family was not like that.

In this era, women don’t think about bullshit romantic love stories. Men who can keep them well fed are good men.

"Hey, my nephew's family is a bit special. The guy who failed on the blind date yesterday thinks so too."

Cai Quanwu said, paused, and then said:

"My nephew's father ran away with a widow. However, he will send money back every month. My niece is actually raised by her father, and it does not cost my nephew."

"Besides, I am here, I can help, and my niece is kissing me, and I am raising her as my daughter."

Cai Quanwu solved it again.

Seeing that Xiao Wu had no intention of objecting, Cai Quanwu went along with the situation and explained that it would depend on fate.

"If Xiao Wu doesn't object, go back and talk to your parents and see what they mean."

Hearing Cai Quanwu's words, Xiao Wu blushed, lowered his head and said nothing.

Sister Zhao on the side looked at the blushing Xiao Wu and teased her.

"Xiao Wu, if it succeeds, we must not forget Sister Zhao's contribution."

"Sister Zhao, you haven't even written your horoscope yet."

Xiao Wu said embarrassedly to Sister Zhao's joke.

After the meal was heated up, Cai Quanwu invited Sister Zhao and Xiao Wu to his cabin for dinner, and by the way, he let them try Sha Zhu's cooking skills to gain some weight.

Several people came to Cai Quanwu's hut, put the lunch boxes on the table, and opened the lunch boxes one by one.

Sister Zhao and Xiao Wu's lunch boxes are relatively simple. One is radish and cabbage with a little pickles, and the other is potatoes with a little bit of oil.

The staple food is probably because I work in a grain store, but everything is okay, they are steamed buns with [-]-he noodles.

White flour steamed buns are rarely eaten by those who are not celebrating the New Year or the festival.

Cai Quanwu's lunch box was opened, and a smell of meat wafted out. Sister Zhao and Xiao Wu swallowed when they smelled the smell.

Seeing Sister Zhao and Xiao Wu, Cai Quanwu lamented the shortage of supplies in this era.

Their two families can be said to be relatively good families living in this era. They are both greedy for meat and fish. You can imagine other families.

"Sister Zhao, Xiao Wu, come and try my nephew's cooking skills. Let me tell you, his cooking skills are no worse than those of hotel chefs."

Cai Quanwu praised Shazhu's cooking skills, but it was not a compliment. Shazhu's cooking skills were indeed good.

After hearing Cai Quanwu's words, Sister Zhao was not polite. She stretched out her chopsticks and put them into the lunch box, smiling as she did so.

"Then you have to give it a try. If it's true, Xiao Wu will be very happy in the future."

Sister Zhao picked up a few dishes with chopsticks, tasted them, and then said to Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, why are you so stunned? Try it quickly. It's really delicious."

"Come on, Xiao Wu, let's eat some food." Cai Quanwu followed behind and said with a smile.

With the persuasion of the two, Xiao Wu picked up some vegetables and started eating the steamed buns.