Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

When Old Huang heard that there was a way, he replied with shining eyes.

"A full set of nanmu furniture costs at least 800 yuan, plus cleaning the house will cost about 1,000 yuan. Boss, I'm losing money on this job. I didn't make much money..."

Golden nanmu furniture

"Stop, stop, stop, just do it this way, don't say anything."

Zhao Shanhe thought it would cost a lot of money, but it turned out that only one thousand would be enough. This was also a misunderstanding on his part. The reason why the furniture he bought from the commissioned store last time was expensive was that it was old and that they were selling finished products.

Of course, the price of his ready-made furniture would not be that high.

After stopping Lao Huang from fooling around and pointing out the places that needed to be cleaned up one by one, Zhao Shanhe gave Lao Huang 500 yuan and told him to give him half of it first and the other half after the work was completed and checked.

"Old Huang, let's be frank. You have to keep an eye on the furniture for me. It's best if you can bring it over when I'm done cleaning up the house. Otherwise, I won't give you the balance. Also, I don't provide meals here. I've included the cost of meals in the bill. Finally, I want to remind you of one thing. There's an old lady in this yard who doesn't have very clean hands and feet. You'd better find someone to watch over those valuable materials. If they get lost, it's all yours."

Huang received half of the project fee, and he was so happy that his nose was about to bubble. How could he not make money? If he didn't make a quarter of the money, it would be a waste of his time.

"Don't worry, boss. It's not cold now. We have people taking turns to be on duty here at night. If anyone dares to steal things, they will be sending money to me."

It was agreed that work would start tomorrow, and Old Huang went back happily with the keys. Zhao Shanhe originally wanted to ask the third aunt to help look after things during the day, but then he thought better of it. There was a high probability that something would happen in the yard in the next few days, so he should just stay away and not get himself into trouble.

The next morning, Lao Huang came with a few apprentices. Zhao Shanhe had already put the valuables and furniture into the small world. As for other worthless items and old furniture, they would be replaced with new ones once the house was cleaned up.

After saying goodbye to Old Huang, he rode his bike to Daqianmen. As soon as he entered the silk shop and saw that there were no customers, he said to Chen Xueru who was sorting cloth.

"Xue Ru, I've started to pack up my house. I have nowhere to live now. Please take me in."

Chen Xueru was about to burst out laughing when she saw Zhao Shanhe saying such frivolous words with a serious expression on his face. She raised her hand and pointed at the wooden sofa on the first floor for receiving guests.

"Can you please speak properly? Don't let people misunderstand that this place has become an asylum. Hou Kui has arranged a good place for you. You can sleep there tonight."

"Won't my waist be broken if I sleep there? This concerns our lifelong happiness. Please change the place."

Zhao Shanhe walked up to the other person and replied in a gangster tone, grabbing the other person's outstretched hand and rubbing it back and forth. This was also the change in his mentality after he decided to marry Chen Xueru. At this time, he looked like a takeaway boy in the 21st century.

These words and actions made Chen Xueru's face turn red. This was the trend of the times. Even though she had been divorced twice and knew everything, she had never heard such vicious words.

"Let go quickly, don't let anyone see it."

Zhao Shanhe loosened his hands and began to tickle the other person's itch, enjoying himself all over. Chen Xueru couldn't stand the itch anymore, so she raised her hands in surrender.

"I surrender. Stop scratching me. I've arranged a bed for you on the second floor. Go upstairs and take a look yourself."

Zhao Shanhe stopped his An Lushan Claw only when he saw that the other party was about to laugh to the point of breathlessness. Before going up to the second floor, he secretly slapped the other party's butt. Chen Xueru was so scared that she hurriedly looked towards the door. Seeing that no one saw it, she glared at Zhao Shanhe's back, thinking to herself that this guy was getting more and more outrageous, but why was he becoming more and more likable?

When Zhao Shanhe went up to the second floor, he saw a newly moved single bed at the innermost of a pile of cloth. With a place to stay, he didn't have to live in the factory dormitory, where people came and went. He didn't dare to enter the small world casually.

Sitting on the bed, he took out the newly bought music theory knowledge and read it through. In his previous life, most of his free time was devoted to the takeout business. He was the only one who knew the musical notation, but he didn't know the other party. Since he wanted to go the path of plagiarism in this life, he must master this thing.

Once again, he wanted to thank Bai Ma Ya Yumi, who had not appeared for a long time, for helping him learn the musical notation in just a few hours. He went downstairs and asked Chen Xueru for a Hou Kui exercise book, and began to copy the "Athletes' March".

Thanks to the kindergarten principal, elementary school principal and middle school principal in my previous life. If they hadn't played these brainwashing songs whenever they had nothing to do, I might not have been able to remember them after traveling through time and space for so many years.

"Welcome March" is usually played when new students enter school, "Athletes' March" is played at various sports events, "March of Unity" is definitely played during meetings and award ceremonies, and "Farewell March" is played less frequently, but it will definitely be heard when senior leaders leave.

When Hou Kui came back from school, he had already finished writing two marches. He was not going to write the other two right away, as he had to keep some in reserve.

Although it is unlikely that the Propaganda Department would be greedy for his achievements, people's hearts are hidden, and human nature is not worth gambling in the face of huge benefits.

In the evening, he had a pleasant dinner with Chen Xueru and Hou Kui, helped fix the wooden boards of the silk shop, and sent them home before returning to the shop. At this time, Zhao Shanhe realized that after all this time, he was just a night watchman in the shop, and he was not paid...

The next day, after washing my face and brushing my teeth in my little world, I opened the shop door and took down all the wooden boards. Just as I was about to clean up the poop that some idiot had pooped at the door (there are some rules to this, you can search on Baidu privately), I saw Cai Quanwu and Xu Huizhen passing by.

Xu Huizhen was very surprised to see Zhao Shanhe standing at the door of the silk shop. She asked Cai Quanwu hurriedly after stopping the car.

"Zhao Shanhe, why are you the one opening the store today? Where's Chen Xueru? Don't tell me you two are married."

After Zhao Shanhe greeted the second idiot, Lao Cai, he replied to Xu Huizhen with a smile.

"Boss Xu, you think too much. I'm just staying for a few days. I'll go back after the house is cleaned up. But you're right about one thing. Xueru and I are planning to get married on National Day. Don't forget to come and have some wedding wine then."

How can I describe the relationship between Xu Huizhen and Chen Xueru? When things are going well, they are best friends, and when things are not going well, they are not enemies either. It is a bit like the relationship where one is afraid that his friend will suffer, but also afraid that his friend will drive a Land Rover.

To put it more simply, if one of the two sees that the other has found a good guy, they will definitely ask for a $2.8 gift on the wedding day. This is the legendary "if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will definitely happen." This Big Bang-level problem can only be explained clearly by five-star General MacArthur.