The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Yan Bugui walked home with the egg in his hand under the envious gazes of the crowd. When he reached the door, he shouted, "Mother, bring a bowl." The third aunt heard it and hurried out. She looked at the egg in Yan Bugui's hand and asked, "Boss, where did you get this?"

Yan Bugui smiled proudly and said, "This is given by Xiao Liu. I gave it to him when I helped him move things. Hurry up and get a bowl. If you are slower, the egg liquid will leak out."

Jia Zhang, who was standing at the gate of the middle courtyard, watched Yan Bugui take the eggs back and cursed, "This bastard, what did he say was from the steel mill? Why did he give it to Old Man Yan and not to our family? Isn't he looking down on our family?"

Several aunties nearby were speechless after hearing this. If it weren't for Yi Zhonghai's protection, who would respect the Jia family in this courtyard?

Liu Minghui didn't care what the people at the door said. After putting his things away, he went to light the stove. He planned to have a good meal outside today. After all, he had never eaten meat outside in half a year.

Liu Minghui pulled out a scallion from the space and planned to make some scallion fried eggs with a few broken eggs.

Liu Minghui was cooking in the kitchen, and the aroma wafted outside the door. The Yan family also fried eggs today, and when they smelled the aroma, the people in the front yard dispersed in groups of three or four, all planning to go back for dinner.

In the middle courtyard, the Yi family.

Yi Zhonghai and an aunt were having dinner. The food on the table was just steamed buns made of two grains of flour and a plate of vegetables. Although Yi Zhonghai had a high salary, about ninety yuan a month for a level seven fitter, the couple did not dare to eat and drink too much because they had no children. They saved their monthly salary for their retirement.

"Lao Yi, I just saw Liu Minghui collecting a lot of things in the front yard. Do you think these things are his or from the steel mill?" an old lady said while eating.

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "It should be from the factory. This guy doesn't have that much money to pay for these things, and he can't receive them personally. Their buyers also need letters of introduction to go down and make purchases."

"It would be great if Liu Minghui was willing to take care of us in our old age. He is quite capable and filial. You see, he brings a lot of food home every month. I find it strange that the Jia family across the street asks for less every month." Auntie was unhappy thinking about Jia Zhang's behavior just now and complained to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai also knew that his wife looked down on Jia Zhang, but there was nothing he could do about it. The only people in the courtyard who could support him in his old age were Jia Dongxu and Sha Zhu. Although Jia Dongxu's mother was a shrew, Jia Dongxu was obedient, which Yi Zhonghai saw as an advantage. As long as they listened to his arrangements, money was nothing. In Yi Zhonghai's eyes, as long as he could support him in his old age, he didn't care how much money Jia Dongxu could make. After all, there was no one in the courtyard who had more savings than him.

Let’s talk about Sha Zhu. Although he also listens to Yi Zhonghai very much, He Daqing just ran away, not dead. He might come back someday. By then, will Sha Zhu still be able to support his father?

"Don't even think about it. His whole family is here. How can he provide for us in our old age? Let's just rely on Dongxu." Yi Zhonghai said to the old lady.

At this time, the Jia family was eating around the table. Not to mention that the food of the Jia family was no worse than that of the Yi family. It also consisted of steamed buns made of two grams of flour and vegetables. Don't underestimate this. You must know that many people now eat steamed buns with pickles every day. This is enough to prove that the Jia family was living a good life.

Now Sha Zhu is not the head chef of the cafeteria, he is just a ninth-level chef. He may not be asked to cook in the big kitchen every day, let alone the small kitchen. The small kitchen is now run by a master chef, and Sha Zhu is just learning from this master chef. They are not master and apprentice, but he had a good relationship with He Daqing in the past, and the master chef just gives some pointers because he likes Sha Zhu.

Although Sha Zhu has a crush on Qin Huairu, unfortunately Jia Dongxu is living well now. Although his income is not high, he has the help of Yi Zhonghai and his life is pretty enjoyable. As a traditional woman, Qin Huairu naturally would not be attracted to Sha Zhu, so now when Sha Zhu occasionally brings back lunch boxes, he usually eats them himself and He Yushui, or at most gives them to the deaf old lady in the backyard.

Speaking of the deaf old lady, Liu Minghui has only seen her a few times in the half year since he came here. Every time he saw her, Sha Zhu was carrying her out on his back. He probably went to resell food coupons, so they never communicated.

In the original plot, Yi Zhonghai said that a deaf old lady had given straw sandals to someone, but I don't know if it's true or not. However, it's best not to mess with these people, otherwise Liu Minghui can easily get away with it by just seeing and handing over a few letters of denunciation.

Liu Minghui had just finished cooking when there was a knock on the door. Liu Minghui opened the door and saw that it was Xu Damao.

Xu Damao walked in holding a plate of pork head, "Brother Liu, I heard that you got a permanent job, so I came over to celebrate with you." Liu Minghui looked at Xu Damao's smiling face and couldn't chase him away.

"Oh, Brother Xu, you're too polite. Why do you bring anything with you when you're here?" Liu Minghui took the plate from Xu Damao's hand and watched him take out a bottle of Fenjiu from his pocket.

"Hey, we're so happy. We have to drink a couple of glasses." Xu Damao said as he sat down.

Liu Minghui didn't care about these things. Just drink it. Anyway, he had his own space, so if it didn't work, he could just send it into the space.

After Xu Damao filled their glasses, he said, "Brother Liu, you see, I often go to the countryside. If you need anything from me in the future, just let me know. I'm not going to say anything else, but I'm very familiar with the dozen or so villages nearby."

Seeing Xu Damao's enthusiasm, Liu Minghui couldn't refuse, so he raised his glass and drank with Xu Damao. When he was about to say something, there was another knock on the door. Liu Minghui and Xu Damao looked at each other and Liu Minghui had no choice but to get up and open the door.

When the door was opened, it turned out that the second uncle Liu Haizhong was standing outside the door with a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Xiao Liu, I hope you don't mind if I come over to have a drink with you." Liu Haizhong, the deputy leader, said with full authority.

It turned out that when Liu Haizhong was having dinner at home, he saw Xu Damao carrying something and walking to the front. It was obvious that he was going to drink with someone. Liu Haizhong thought about it carefully and the only possible person in the front yard of the Central Courtyard was Liu Minghui who had been in the spotlight today. He thought to himself, you guys didn't even call me "Second Uncle" when you were drinking, you guys are more or less not giving me face, aren't you?

Just at this time, the second aunt told her that Liu Minghui was very capable. After making friends with him, she could ask him to help exchange eggs occasionally, and she could also pull him into her camp.

So Liu Haizhong brought a bottle of wine and followed Xu Damao over.