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

After riding out of the alley, not far away, the aroma of a steamed bun shop hit me, and the greedy Cai Quanwu's stomach growled.

Following the scent, I came to a bun shop outside the alley, took out my money and food stamps, bought four big buns and ate them.

The steamed buns of this era are made from real ingredients. When you bite into them, your mouth will be filled with juice and fragrance.

Looking at the shop in front of him, Cai Quanwu had many things in his mind.

Since last year, some stores have begun public-private partnership renovation, and according to later data, it will reach its peak next year.

Hey, so what if you know, the power of an individual is small, who can stop the general trend by himself?

After sighing, he continued to eat the buns.

After eating four big buns, Cai Quanwu felt warmer and stronger.

The physique of people in this era is not comparable to that of people in later generations. Two people can easily lift objects weighing several hundred kilograms.

After eating breakfast and resting for a while, Cai Quanwu pedaled his tricycle around the Zhengyang Gate, trying to find Xu Huizhen's tavern.

The whole morning passed, but Cai Quanwu had a few customers and made a few cents, but there was no trace of the tavern or Xueru Silk Shop.

This made Cai Quanwu feel disappointed. This area under Zhengyangmen was not big or small. Even if he didn't go around all the time in the morning, he still had a pretty good time.

I just didn't find the tavern and Xueru Silk Shop, two iconic shops in the world of little women under Zhengyangmen.

Isn't this the world of little women under Zhengyangmen?

Cai Quanwu couldn't be sure, and felt uneasy. If the familiar world was okay, his eyes wouldn't be black.

If you are in a strange world, you really have to put your tail between your legs and be a good person until you change.

After riding around for a long time on a tricycle, we were almost at lunch time, but we still didn’t find the tavern or Xueru Silk Shop.

After a few laps, I started to feel hungry.

Based on my memory, I drove to the entrance of a nearby noodle shop, walked into the noodle shop, asked the waiter for a bowl of noodles, and then sat down at the table.

I looked around and found that there were quite a few people coming to eat noodles. I thought to myself that I still have two good years to live.

When natural disasters occur in three years and FKF is added, ordinary people will not go out to eat noodles at that time, and they will be able to live a good life if they only have wowotou to eat at home.

After waiting for a while, the waiter brought the steaming noodles, and Cai Quanwu also said thank you to the waiter.

Now the public-private partnership has not yet reached its climax, and waiters are still delivering meals to the table. After a few years, except for some large restaurants that have dedicated waiters, most restaurants will have guests pick up their own meals.

I want the waiter to serve the food, but I think too much. Who can bear it if a big hat that wants to ride on the people's heads and dominate is put down.

At that time, the service industry would all post: Don’t beat customers without reason.

It means you can beat customers if you have a reason!

You know how awesome the eight members are at this time.

I don’t know whether he was really hungry, or whether the noodles in this era had few additives, but Cai Quanwu took it into his mouth, and the noodles were full of fragrance.

After finishing the noodles and drinking the noodle soup in one go, I felt really comfortable.

After resting for a while, I came to the counter, paid and left.

After leaving the noodle shop, I got on a tricycle and started driving along Zhengyangmen again.

After wandering around for a long time, he attracted a few guests, but still found nothing else. Cai Quanwu was extremely frustrated.

Passing by the clock tower, I checked the time. It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. Cai Quanwu was not in the mood to solicit customers at all.

As I was about to ride home, a middle-aged man carrying a bag on the roadside waved to it and shouted:

"Master, master, go to No. 94 Nanluogu Lane."

Hearing the middle-aged man's cry, Cai Quanwu didn't want to pull away at first, but when he heard the words "Nanluoguxiang", he accidentally drove his bike to the man's side again.

"Nanluoguxiang, two and a half cents, can you go?"

The bag in the middle-aged man's hand was probably a bit heavy. He didn't counter-offer when he heard the price, and said quickly:

"Go, go, go."

After the middle-aged man got on the bus, Cai Quanwu pedaled towards Nanluogu Lane.

Cai Quanwu started chatting with the middle-aged man while riding.

"Uncle, do you live in Nanluogu Lane?"

"Yes, No. 94, Nanluogu Lane."

"It's a great place. It's all a courtyard house."

"Everywhere, now it's a place where poor lower-middle peasants and worker brothers live."

The middle-aged man's tone was full of pride.

From the tone of the middle-aged man's tone, we can tell that he is either a poor or lower-middle peasant or a worker brother, but judging from his dress, he is more likely to be a factory worker.

No. 94 Nanluogu Lane, damn, it’s only one number different from the courtyard house in Qingman Courtyard. I don’t know if there is No. 95 Nanluogu Lane.

If there were No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, would the characters in it be correct?

I trembled all over, hoping that I was not a crow's mouth.

Then, pretending not to care, he asked casually:

"I heard someone said that there is a chef living in No. 95 Nanluogu Lane. He is very good at cooking? "

The middle-aged man said with a smile:

"Old man, there used to be a cook named He Daqing. He was a good cook. But a few years ago, he left his two children and ran away with a widow. He didn't even have his own children. It was really a crime."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, I felt mixed emotions.

Yaoshou, I have really been transported into the world of Qin Man Siheyuan!

At the same time, I felt relieved that it was finally not a strange world.

Cai Quanwu was in a state of confusion, pedaling the tricycle faster, thinking about finishing it early and going back to think about what to do next, but he still agreed:

"Hey, why are there still people like this? They really are nothing. It's a shame."

"Whoever says otherwise will bring shame to all us Beijing gentlemen."

……

The two of them talked about He Daqing's various faults all the way, as if Boya met Ziqi. Not long after, they arrived at the destination of the trip - No. 94 Nanluogu Lane.

When he saw the place, the middle-aged man looked like he still had something to say. He reluctantly got out of the car, paid the fare, and expressed sympathy for Cai Quanwu before leaving.

"Man, it's really nice to chat with you. I'll see you next time."

"No, that's the No. [-] courtyard where He Daqing used to live."

As he spoke, he pointed to the courtyard opposite.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was so polite, Cai Quanwu also had a good impression of him.

"Okay, when you are free, go to Zhengyangmen and find me. I'll be there soliciting customers."

After the two continued to exchange a few polite words, Cai Quanwu left on his tricycle and rushed to his home.

After a while, he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard where he lived. Cai Quanwu pushed the tricycle into the courtyard, parked it, and walked into the house.

It's about four o'clock now. Many unemployed aunts in the yard are picking and washing vegetables to prepare dinner. When they see Cai Quanwu coming back, they all say hello politely.

"Zhiwu, why did you come back so early today?"

"Nothing at all, there aren't many guests today?"

"Nothing at all. I didn't go to the grain station to carry bags. I heard that a lot of grain came today."

……

It is said that three women are equal to five hundred ducks. Cai Quanwu now understands this deeply. The total number of aunts in this courtyard is estimated to be equivalent to several thousand ducks.

The aunts didn't have any ill intentions. Even if they greeted each other like neighbors, Cai Quanwu could only answer them.

"Aunt Wang, I'm not feeling very well today, so I came back early. Maybe I caught a cold last night."

"Aunt Li, I didn't go to the grain station today, so I'm not sure."

"Aunt Zhang,..."

"Aunt Wu,..."

Just like passing five levels and slaying six generals, Cai Quanwu finally returned to his house after dealing with these aunts.

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