Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

Chapter 470 Five dollars each

"Silly Zhu, have you learned how to cook? This Tan family dish is really unforgettable!"

When Si Zhu heard the compliment, the smile on his face became even brighter. He said proudly: "Yes, I have been studying Tan's cuisine recently. Although the process is a bit tortuous, seeing that everyone likes it, I think it is worth it."

A neighbor asked curiously: "Silly Zhu, why are you interested in Tan's cuisine?"

Silly Zhu thought for a moment, and a trace of affection flashed in his eyes. He said: "When I was a child, I remember that the fragrance of Tan's food was always wafting at home. At that time, the conditions at home were not good, and the food was very simple, but every time I ate it, When eating Tan’s food, I always feel warm and happy. I think that if we can let everyone taste this delicious food, it may also make everyone feel the warmth of home.”

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Silly Zhu with warmer eyes. It turns out that the Tan family cuisine in Sha Zhu's heart is a kind of longing for home and yearning for a warm life.

"Shazhu, you are such a good person." A neighbor said with emotion.

Silly Zhu waved his hands modestly and said, "As long as everyone likes it, I will come up with more delicious dishes when I have time in the future."

There was a burst of laughter from everyone, and Shazhu was filled with satisfaction when he saw how happy everyone was.

At this time, a clear voice came from the door of the courtyard: "Brother Silly Zhu, you are here."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a young girl walking in with a smile on her face. She was wearing simple clothes and had a bright light in her eyes.

"Is this the inheritor of the secret recipe of Tan's cuisine in Brother Shazhu's heart?" the girl asked, with a playful smile on her lips.

Silly Zhu was stunned for a moment, then understood and nodded with a smile: "Yes, this is Qin Jingru, a friend I know."

Qin Jingru greeted everyone, then smiled and said to Shazhu: "I heard that Brother Shazhu recently became a master of cooking, and he traveled a long way to have a taste of your cooking."

Silly Zhu's face turned red, but there was pride in his eyes. He silently drew a circle in his heart for the warmth of this moment.

Everyone welcomed Qin Jingru, but Shazhu felt inexplicably stunned in his heart. Looking at Qin Jingru's bright smile, he felt that life at this moment was full of unexpected surprises.

In the future, this small courtyard will continue to

He Yudong set up a street stall and saved start-up capital.

He Yudong arrived at the bustling market early in the morning and found a busy corner to set up a street stall. He placed all kinds of small commodities and was full of expectations.

"Look at this, beautiful stationery, only five yuan each!" He Yudong stood in front of the stall, enthusiastically soliciting customers passing by.

A young girl stopped, looked at the products on the table curiously, and asked, "Wow, these stationery are so beautiful. Did you make them yourself?"

He Yudong nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, I recently learned some handicrafts and found them quite interesting, so I made some small things myself. Do you want to take a look?"

The girl savored the products carefully and said happily: "It's so creative. I want to buy some for my friends."

He Yudong happily packed the goods for the girl and then took the five yuan change. These five dollars seem to represent a new beginning for He Yudong.

As time passed, He Yudong's stall gradually attracted more customers. He used his smile and enthusiasm to successfully sell some merchandise.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked to the street stall. He looked at He Yudong and said with a smile: "Little brother, your business is doing well."

He Yudong responded sincerely: "Thank you, brother. In fact, this is my first time setting up a street stall. I didn't expect so many people to like it."

The middle-aged man nodded, glanced at He Yudong's stall, and said, "I think the things you make are very unique. I am the owner of a small handicraft store nearby. Would you like to consider putting your products in our store?" sell?"

He Yudong was stunned. He didn't expect that his stall would attract the attention of merchants. There was a moment of hesitation in his heart, but then he nodded and said, "Of course I do, I will try my best to do it better."

The middle-aged man left his business card, made an appointment for further cooperation, and then left. He Yudong was filled with emotion. He never expected that a street stall experience would give him such an opportunity.

Time gradually passed, and He Yudong's street stall business became more and more prosperous. He not only opened up his own sales channels in the local market, but also started online sales through social platforms.

During an online promotion event, he met an opponent, a young man named Xu Damao. Xu Damao is also an entrepreneur, and he also has his own world in the field of handicrafts.

The two began a friendly competition, learning from each other and improving each other. Whenever night falls, He Yudong sits in the small courtyard and always thinks of a sentence: "Life is like setting up a street stall. You have to be patient, and there will always be a turning point."

One day, Qin Huairu stood at the door of the courtyard, looking at He Yudong's hands full of orders, and said softly: "Yudong, it seems that you have really found your own way."

He Yudong raised his head and smiled, put his arm around Qin Huairu's shoulders and said, "Yes, with your constant support, I dare to take this step."

Qin Huairu

The third uncle fell into an ice hole while fishing.

The third uncle sat quietly by the river, holding the fishing rod in his hand and watching the buoy gently floating on the water. It was a cold winter day. The surface of the river was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the sun shined through the clouds on the snow-capped river banks.

"Oh, this ice cave is really a good place. The ice is frozen hard, and fish like to swim here." As the third uncle said, he shook the fishing rod gently, as if he was having a tacit dialogue with the fish in the water. .

Suddenly, a strange sound came, as if something was breaking. The third uncle suddenly turned his head, only to see a small hole appearing on the ice where he was sitting, as if it was a crack in the ice.

"Hey, what's going on?" The third uncle stood up alertly, carefully stepping on the ice while looking at the holes under his feet.

Suddenly, the ice beneath his feet creaked, and he sank in. The third uncle stumbled and fell into the ice hole.

"Wow!" He shouted loudly, and at the same time, the cold river water instantly enveloped his body, making him feel a little breathless for a while.

The villagers by the river ran over when they heard the sound. They were all panicked when they saw the third uncle falling into the ice hole.

"Third uncle, are you okay?" a middle-aged man shouted anxiously.

"Rescue him quickly, don't wait any longer!" A young man waved his arm, beckoning everyone to take action.

A few brave young people quickly found a rope, carefully lay down on the ice, and stretched out towards the third uncle. At this time, the third uncle was shivering from the cold, but he still struggled to move to the edge of the ice cave.

"Third uncle, grab the rope and we will pull you up!" a warrior shouted.

The third uncle gritted his teeth and grabbed one end of the rope. The young people worked together and slowly pulled the third uncle up. They carried the third uncle to the river bank, quickly took off their coats, and wrapped them in him, hoping to warm him up as soon as possible.

"Third uncle, you are so lucky, you almost turned into a popsicle." An older villager patted the third uncle on the shoulder and said humorously.

The third uncle looked at everyone gratefully, with a smile on his face, but he couldn't help but feel happy secretly in his heart. At this moment, he felt the warmth among his neighbors and realized the fragility of life.

"Thank you everyone, I almost died in this ice cave." The third uncle said with a smile.

"You're welcome. This is a matter between neighbors. I can't say thank you. We have to be careful in the future. This ice cave is not a good place." A middle-aged woman reminded with concern.

Everyone dispersed amidst laughter. The third uncle stood by the river, looking at the ice hole, with many emotions in his heart. Perhaps this ice cave accident will become the starting point of a deeper relationship between him and his neighbors.

People in the courtyard rehearse the chorus and run for the civilized courtyard run by the street.

The cold wind was biting and the yard was noisy. The residents wore bright down jackets and waved five-star red flags in their hands, enthusiastically participating in the chorus rehearsal.

"Let's all work together to win the title of a civilized compound for our compound!" A passionate middle-aged man stood on the podium and shouted passionately. This middle-aged man is He Yudong, and he is now one of the candidates running for the Wenming Courtyard.

"Brother He is right, we must all work together to fight for our compound!" an energetic young man raised his arms and shouted.

In the crowd, the third uncle also staggered over, waving a small flag and muttering to himself: "These days, even the compound can participate in the election. It is really a good era."

The sounds of rehearsals in the yard were heard one after another, and red flags were flying in the air. Shazhu and Qin Huairu held hands and blended into the cheerful atmosphere together.

"This chorus is so nice. The artistic level of our courtyard is really high." Qin Huairu said to Silly Zhu softly.

Silly Zhu looked at the lively scene in front of him, and his heart was full of pride. He responded with a smile: "Yeah, I knew the people in our compound were the best."

At this moment, Mrs. Jia Zhang came over waving a big flag. She shouted: "He Yudong, you, a candidate for the Civilized Courtyard, have to fight for us!" At the same time, she did not forget He glanced at Silly Zhu from the corner of his eye.

He Yudong laughed, but felt a little bitter in his heart. He knows that to win everyone's support, he must not only be convincing enough in words, but also achieve results in practical actions.

Shazhu saw He Yudong's expression and couldn't help but ask: "Brother He, are you feeling a little stressed because you are working so hard?"