Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

Zhang Minghui was still unaware of what was happening in the yard. He walked slowly on the street, looking around him.

After my soul traveled through time during this period, I was afraid of revealing any flaws, so every time I went out to eat, I was in a hurry and did not observe this era carefully.

The people on the street were dressed simply, with clothes and pants mainly in blue, gray and black. There were also many people wearing white cotton shirts like Zhang Minghui.

But their temperament is different from that of later generations. They all hold their heads high, are energetic and full of energy.

The walls on both sides of the road are also covered with slogans from various eras, full of the flavor of the times.

There are not so many intrigues and petty gains, and the faces of people on the street are full of happiness.

Although they look pale, they believe that the days ahead will get better and better.

"I believe that under the leadership of the Party, we can overcome all difficulties."

Seeing this, Zhang Minghui was spiritually baptized from the inside out. Hey, the people at that time were different from those in later generations! Their mental states were also different.

After walking for a while, Zhang Minghui passed several state-owned restaurants and small noodle shops, but he still hadn't decided what to eat.

Today is a good day. The system has arrived and I have hope for my future life. I must celebrate and eat something good.

Just go to Quanjude.

After waiting for a while at the intersection, I got on the bus.

Although the air in the car was not very good and there were a lot of people, the road was a bit far and I was too lazy to walk, so I waited until I reached the bus stop in front of Quanjude intersection, got off the car and went into Quanjude.

Nowadays, eating roast duck at Quanjude requires a lot of attention.

The roast duck used is Beijing white stuffed duck. After being slaughtered and the internal organs removed, sorghum stalks are placed in the cavity, blown in the air to dry, and hung in a row, waiting for customers to choose the duck embryos.

It's around 10 o'clock in the morning, not yet time for lunch, so there are not many people here.

After Zhang Minghui ordered the roast duck, he found a seat near the side and sat down. Every table at Quanjude has a menu that clearly lists the dishes and prices.

Zhang Minghui looked at the menu. He didn’t need to order the cucumber and scallion sauce as it came with the roast duck.

"Quanjude's duck bone soup is delicious. I'll have one portion, and some mushroom and bamboo shoot slices, and half a pound of lotus leaf pancakes. That's all!"

The waiter next to him took note of the dishes Zhang Minghui ordered and told him the total price.

"A roast duck costs 8 yuan, duck bone soup costs 4 yuan, mushroom and bamboo shoot slices cost yuan, and half a pound of lotus leaf cake costs yuan. The total price is yuan and yuan."

After confirming, the waiter went to hang up the menu.

In just over 20 minutes, everything was served. The roast duck was also ready at this time. The roast duck chef brought the roast duck to the customer and asked him to confirm that it was the duck he had selected and to check how well it was roasted.

Now we start slicing the duck. Slicing a duck is a technical job that most people cannot do. One duck needs to be sliced ​​into 108 pieces of duck meat, including the skin and meat.

Take a lotus leaf pancake, spread some sauce on it, add some green onions and cucumbers, then put three slices of duck meat on it, roll them together, and it tastes so delicious.

In those days, the food was not oily. The food was good during this period, but it was not as satisfying as this duck meal. Zhang Minghui's mouth was full of oil.

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After eating and drinking, Zhang Minghui walked back leisurely, thinking about what to do in the future.

Zhang Minghui, who came from later generations, is still adapting little by little to this era where the people are the masters of their own destiny.

My family background is very good, as they are relatives of a martyr. With this, I have the confidence to live.

There is no need to face some things, but thinking about this place in the courtyard made Zhang Minghui's head hurt.

I've been here for so many days, but I've had basically no contact with the people in the yard.

They go out early and come back late every day. The men work from morning to night, and the women do laundry and cook at home.

If there was no system, Zhang Minghui had planned to live peacefully as an unknown person in the yard, not attracting disasters or getting into trouble, and wait until he was 16 to take over his father's job and become a happy worker's son.

Just avoid people in the yard.

Who could have thought that such a big situation would arise before my idea was even implemented.

The system is here and the space is also there, but it forces me to compete with the people in the yard. Just look at the three tasks and you will know the nature of the system.

This is because he was afraid that he would not die, so he gave himself these tasks.

It's OK.

The first task did not push me to death.

Jia Zhang is unpopular in the courtyard, and this old guy is a troublemaker who is unreasonable and never argues. If you want to complete the task, you have to start with him.

However, if you think about it, you will know that it is not easy.

Jia Dongxu is the apprentice of the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai. If he wants to deal with Jia Zhang, he must first find a way to involve Yi Zhonghai, otherwise his small body will definitely suffer.

I remember that every time the Jia family quarreled with others, the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai always sided with the Jia family. Everyone in the courtyard knew it because Jia Dongxu was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice.

Only the eldest uncle Jia Dongxu took such good care of Jia Zhang.

Therefore, we have to find a way to involve Yi Zhonghai. Thinking of this, Zhang Minghui immediately had an idea.

"Hey, Uncle Yi Zhonghai is only useful in the courtyard. If he leaves the courtyard, he is nothing."

Director Wang of the Street Office is a very good choice.

Because Zhang Minghui's family is the relative of a martyr, the subdistrict office attaches great importance to the Zhang family since Zhang Minghui's mother passed away last month.

Zhang Minghui suddenly fell ill at home. After Director Wang learned the news, he brought people from the street office to visit Zhang's home many times.

Every time, he would "remind Zhang Minghui to take good care of his health so that he can make more contributions to the country in the future."

Thinking of this, Zhang Minghui's heart suddenly became clear and he found the direction.

It just so happens that my health has improved these days, so I'll use this as an excuse to go see Director Wang.

Thinking of this, Zhang Minghui quickly adjusted his pace, got on the bus, and returned to Nanluoguxiang.

After getting off the bus, I walked for a while and arrived at a courtyard where the street office was located.

I heard that it was previously left by a wealthy family, and was later requisitioned by the street office. The area is much smaller than their courtyard house, and it is a two-entry courtyard house.

There was an old man at the door, sitting there reading a newspaper. Zhang Minghui saw the old man and hurried over to greet him.

"Hello, sir. My name is Zhang Minghui. I came to see Director Wang. I have something to tell her."

"Which hospital are you from?"

"Uncle, I'm Zhang Minghui from No. 95 Nanluoguxiang."

"Zhang Minghui, you are Zhang Guoliang's son, right? It's a pity for your father."

The old man said with a look of regret.

"Uncle, you know my dad, what should I call you?"

"Call me Uncle Li! Your father has been to the neighborhood office several times before, so he is quite familiar with it. Your father is a martyr, so you should work hard and don't embarrass your father."

"Okay, Mr. Li, please help me register. I'll go in and visit Director Wang. I have something to discuss."

"Okay, if you want to find Director Wang, go into the inner courtyard and find the second to last room. She works there."

"Okay, thank you. I'll go in first."

There are several bicycles parked in the outer courtyard. It seems that there are many wealthy families around the street office.

Bicycles are big items these days. Owning a bicycle means that the family is well-off and has plenty of money. Most people would be reluctant to buy one.