Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

"Okay, let's keep it like this, I'm really yours!"

"Of course, your third uncle is a good helper in making a living."

Yan Bugui walked away happily, with a proud face.

As soon as he went out, he saw Liu Guangqi walking over carrying a large casserole.

Yo!

Sauce red!

"Guangqi, where are you going with the casserole? This pot is pretty good, isn't it made of purple clay?"

Yan Bugui looked at the casserole in Liu Guangqi's hand. It was bright, the surface was evenly colored, it looked very delicate and smooth, and the body of the pot looked quite thick.

"Tsk tsk, this pot looks really good!"

Liu Guangqi listened to his repeated praises, with a touch of pride on his face, and said with a smile: "The third uncle has a good eye, and it is made of purple sand. My dad treasures it. It has been two months since I bought it, and I still don't want to use it."

"Is it still new? No wonder it looks so good!"

Yan Bugui blinked his eyes and asked doubtfully: "Then where are you carrying it?"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly froze, a little in disbelief.

"Haha, isn't it today that Angkor is relocating to his new home? I just went home and told my dad, and he asked me to bring this pot..."

"What? Dad is willing to give up???"

"Third uncle, look at what you said. Is my dad a stingy person? It's just a casserole."

Liu Guangqi curled his lips and said disdainfully.

But looking at Yan Bugui's stunned look, he felt secretly happy.

"Third uncle, I'm in. The braised pork is so fragrant, hahahaha..."

With a raised head, Liu Guangqi rushed into the house holding the casserole.

Yan Bugui was speechless and stood there in a daze, very angry.

……

"Brother Angkor, I'll give you this casserole. It's very useful for making soup."

Liu Guangqi shouted as soon as he entered the room, and placed the big casserole in the middle of the table as if to show off, "It's still new. It hasn't been used since I bought it!"

"Dang~~"

He Yuzhu flicked the casserole with his fingers, and the casserole suddenly made a crisp sound with a lingering echo and a long aftertaste.

His eyes lit up and he smiled: "Hey! It's okay, Guangqi, your pot is pretty good, it's good stuff!"

He is a cook and has learned a lot from his father He Daqing and the chef at Hongbinlou. This casserole is a commonly used cooking utensil in the kitchen.

He knows how to distinguish between good and bad.

In addition to watching, just listening.

Knock the pot body and the sound will be crisp and reverberant. It is of the best quality and will not crack easily!

On the other hand, if the sound is muffled and short, then the quality is average and it may crack at any time.

Hearing that the cook He Yuzhu said yes, Liu Guangqi became even more proud and raised his head: "Well, if it's not good, can I bring it to Angkor?"

After Xu Damao appeared, and now looking at Liu Guangqi, Wu Youde understood what was going on.

It must have been Liu Zhonghai's idea. He also wanted to make friends with himself, the deputy director of the Propaganda Department.

Otherwise, would he be willing to let Liu Guangqi bring this purple clay pot?

That is a master who is not willing to let his son eat even a fried egg.

It has nothing to do with labor or not. Teenagers are still growing and need more nutrition...

Besides, Liu Zhonghai has always been very generous to his eldest son Liu Guangqi!

In front of me, this is not the clear evidence.

"That's too polite, haha, put it over there."

It feels quite good to be an official~

Wu Youde smiled and said: "Brother Guangqi, come, sit down and eat meat. Zhuzhu pours wine!"

"Hey, good!"

Liu Guangqi sat down in response.

The first thing I did when I picked up the chopsticks was to pick up a big piece of fat meat and stuff it into my mouth. I ate it with relish and my eyes lit up.

Several people were eating, drinking, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was joyful.

……

Here Yan Bugui returns home,

As soon as we entered the door, the third aunt asked: "Did you eat meat? Did you bring some pieces back for us?"

The brothers Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang at the table also looked at him eagerly. When they found that Yan Bugui had nothing in his hand, they were immediately disappointed.

Yan Bugui sighed, "What kind of meat should you eat? The broth is the essence. I will bring it back later and you can give me a bowl of noodles."

"I want to eat too."

"Dad, I'll eat it too!"

Brothers Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang shouted together.

"Eat, eat, eat everything!"

The third aunt said angrily, and then looked at Yan Bugui: "Then I will go to his house to wash the dishes and clean up for him later?"

"Ah."

Yan Bugui nodded and asked again: "By the way, what did you use for him to wash the dishes and pots last time, alkali?"

"Ah, what's wrong?" The third aunt was a little strange.

"Alas! What kind of alkali are you using..."

Yan Bugui suddenly felt a little sad and reprimanded: "A handful of bran noodles can solve the problem. Do you still need to use alkali? You prodigal woman!"

"I... I'm not afraid that others will dislike me..."

The third aunt opened her mouth and said a little aggrievedly.

"If there's anything to dislike about him, just clean him up. If you don't have enough to eat or drink, you'll suffer from poverty if you don't calculate..."

Yan Bugui looked up to the sky and sighed, and then smiled proudly, "However, we still make money today, and that kid Wu Youde is convinced!"

"Has he accepted it? What's going on..."

Yan Bugui started bragging in front of his wife and children, saying how he had taught him how to live at Wu Youde's house just now. Wu Youde's eyes widened when he heard this.

……

The fighting power of the four young men is really extraordinary!

A large pot of braised pork and a large pot of rice were all finished.

Later, He Yuzhu was asked to fry a large plate of fried meat with beans and a large plate of cold cucumbers.

Finished eating again!

If Wu Youde hadn't stopped him, he would have worried that no one would wash the pots and bowls in the end, and the remaining bit of broth would have been divided among several people and cooked with rice.

After eating and drinking, and chatting for a while, Xu Damao and others stood up and left.

Wu Youde also followed him outside the house and saw a man in the courtyard walking around with his hands behind his back, walking back and forth...

But it's not Yan Bugui.

"Third uncle, are you in a hurry?"

"Haha, no, no, no, you've all finished eating?"

"No, I still have the soup...hahahaha..." Xu Damao interjected.

Then he laughed loudly, and the laughter sounded malicious, making people want Bang Bang to punch him twice.

Yan Bugui's face suddenly darkened!

"It's in the house. Third uncle, you can go get it yourself."

Wu Youde said with a smile, but his attention was now on the next door.

In the Jia family's house next door, there was talk and laughter from time to time, which sounded quite lively.

This is very abnormal!

Since Jia Chunyuan's death, the Jia family has been almost like a ghost house every day. Basically, no voices can be heard, and the oil lamps go out very early at night, let alone any talking or laughter.

Wu Youde listened for a while, and there seemed to be two women talking inside.

I couldn't quite hear what was said.

By chance, he saw Yan Bugui coming out of the kitchen with a basin. Wu Youde asked, "Third uncle, who is at her house? It sounds very lively?"

"Oh, at her house, Chen Qiaozui from East Street is here."

"Chen Qiaozui? Who is Chen Qiaozui and what does he do?"

"Hey, it's the matchmaker, you understand!"

Yan Bugui said casually and impatiently: "I'm leaving first."

The voice has not fallen,

He took the basin and left, eager to go home and make noodles.

……