Siheyuan: Brutal beasts, treat me like the Supreme Being

Wang Juan and Liu Xia's faces turned pale with anger: "Humph, just being rich is not a big deal."

Yang Ming saw that this education was not enough, so he moved his mind and two unlucky talismans appeared in his hand. He silently recited the names of Wang Juan and Liu Xia in his heart, and the talismans disappeared in his hands in an instant. Wang Juan and Liu Xia felt their whole bodies stagnate.

Yang Ming took the roast duck and returned to the car with Yu Haitang. At this time, a hurried voice came, "Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly." A man was pushing a flatbed cart in a hurry. The cart was loaded with two wooden barrels of manure mixture.

The two people were used to running rampant on the streets, and others always gave way to them. How could they possibly give way to others? But when they realized what was in the bucket, they regretted it, but it was too late.

The people pushing the flatbed carts had seen some aggressive people, but they had never seen someone so reckless. Someone actually dared to stop the manure truck. They had no choice but to let go. The front of the flatbed cart hit the ground, making a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.

The two barrels lost their balance and flew forward due to inertia, just right on top of Wang Juan and Liu Xia.

In an instant, the barrel tilted down and tightly wrapped the two men. The two men were trapped in the barrel, and some solid barrel water at the bottom of the barrel blocked their mouths and noses.

The man pushing the cart quickly took down the bucket, and the clothes on Wang Juan and Liu Xia's heads slipped off. The two of them took a deep breath.

Some of the delicious food that didn't have time to slide down flowed down again and flowed into the mouth. The sour and salty feeling made the two people almost faint.

Yang Ming and Yu Haitang in the car were stunned. This bad luck charm was too powerful.

Wang Juan rubbed her eyes vigorously and saw a police officer passing by: "Police comrade, help! Someone is killing someone."

The police officer came over, pinching his nose: "What happened?"

Liu Xia: "Police comrade, this guy poured two buckets of alcohol directly on us, almost suffocating us to death..."

The cart pusher said: "It's unfair. I was pushing the cart along the road and these two people suddenly rushed out. I stopped the cart, but two buckets flew out and hit them right on the heads."

Yang Ming: "Uncle Ye, drive the car over."

The car stopped beside him. Yang Ming said through the window: "Comrade police officer, I saw everything that happened just now. The man pushing the cart was walking fine. It was these two women who didn't look at the road and suddenly rushed out, which led to this situation. Don't blame the good man wrongly."

The policeman looked at the tire tracks on the ground and believed Yang Ming's words without a doubt: "If you two continue to make trouble, I will take you both back."

The two looked at Yang Ming with resentment, but were obviously stunned when they realized that Yang Ming was sitting in a car. Nowadays, people who drive are not people that ordinary people like them can afford to offend.

Yu Haitang looked at Yang Ming. The winter sunshine shone on Yang Ming's handsome face, casting a mysterious glow on Yang Ming's fair skin. Yu Haitang felt that Yang Ming was like a mountain, bringing her a full sense of security.

Yang Ming didn't notice Yu Haitang's little thoughts. He said something to Lao Ye, and the car drove past. The man pushing the cart watched them leave with a grateful look on his face.

Not long after, the car arrived at the gate of the courtyard. Yang Ming was carrying eight roast ducks with a worried look on his face. He couldn't finish them all.

Yan Bugui stood at the door and watched Yang Ming carrying eight roast ducks down from the car. His nose twitched: "Yang Ming, this is Quanjude roast duck, right? One is 15 yuan, and eight will cost 120 yuan. Can you finish so many roast ducks?"

Yang Ming: "Uncle Yan, don't worry about this. I didn't say I ate it all."

So, under Yan Bugui's burning gaze, Yang Ming took out four roast ducks and handed them to Old Ye: "Uncle Ye, you drive for me every day, you have worked hard, you can keep one of these four roast ducks, and send the remaining three to Mr. Li."

He hasn't visited the old general since the last factory meeting. Since he is his brother Yang Jianbin's mentor, he is also his mentor. What's more, Old Ye is the old general's subordinate and drives for him every day, but he doesn't pay him a penny. This is a bit unreasonable.

Old Ye got out of the car and said, "Mr. Yang, this is unacceptable. The old general has paid me a salary. If I accept your things again, the old general will find out and he will skin me alive."

Yang Ming patted his shoulder and said, "Just take it. If he makes things difficult for you, tell him to come to me."

Old Ye was no longer reserved. He took the roast duck with gratitude and drove to the old general's residence.

Yu Haitang looked at Yang Ming with admiration. Her master was so kind-hearted and was worthy of being the man that Yu Haitang had chosen.

Yan Bugui looked at the four roast ducks left by Yang Ming, his eyes rolling around: "Yang Ming, there are still four roast ducks left, you can't finish them."

The implication is obvious. If you can't finish it, I can help you.

Yang Ming sneered: "Uncle Yan, I am selling this roast duck."

Although speculation and profiteering are going to explode in this era, Yang Ming is not afraid in the Siheyuan. With various talismans in his hands, he does not believe that Yan Bugui can cause any waves.

Yan Bugui: "Sell? How much do you plan to sell it for?"

Yang Ming's eyes flickered: "Sixty-one."

Yan Bugui laughed: "Yang Ming, stop teasing me. Quanjude only sells them for 15 yuan each, and you sell them for 60 yuan. Who would be stupid enough to buy them?"

Yu Haitang: "Uncle Yan, I believe in my master. If my master says that 61 can be sold, then it will definitely be sold."

Yang Ming raised his lips and said, "Then Uncle Yan, do you dare to make a bet? If I sell 61 of them, you give me 15 yuan. If I lose, all the roast ducks are yours."

Yan Bugui chuckled. He was still too young. These four roast ducks were not free. If he didn’t take advantage of the opportunity, he would be a bastard. “Yang Ming, you must keep your word.”

Yang Ming nodded. At this time, Xu Damao returned to the courtyard after get off work.

Xu Damao: "Is Engineer Yang off work? Why did you buy so many roast ducks?"

Yang Ming smiled slightly: "I can't finish it, so I plan to sell two for sixty-one. If you buy it, I can give you a secret about why you still don't have children."

Yan Bugui was so happy that he even started thinking about how to eat the four roast ducks after taking them back.

Yan Bugui thought, if a secret could increase the price of roast duck from fifteen pieces to sixty-one pieces, then Xu Damao must be extremely stupid.

When Xu Damao heard the number of sixty-one, he was about to refuse, but the secret that Yang Ming told him later made him very excited. Yang Ming's identity was there, and it was impossible for him to deceive him because of this matter.

Moreover, not having children became his biggest concern, especially since his biggest enemy Sha Zhu actually married an old woman in her fifties and made her pregnant, which was a deep blow to him.

Xu Damao had always suspected that Lou Xiao'e was infertile, but he didn't dare to go to the hospital for a check-up. He was afraid that if it was found that there was something wrong with him, he would be mercilessly ridiculed by Sha Zhu.

Xu Damao gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll buy it. I'll go home and get the money and come back right away."

When Yan Bugui heard Xu Damao's gritted teeth and agreed, he pinched his ears hard, and he even suspected that he was hallucinating. It was not until Yang Ming looked at him with a smirk that he reacted.

At this time, Xu Damao had already run back: "Engineer Yang, here is the money, please keep it."

Yang Ming took the money, counted it and found it was exactly twelve, then handed the two roast ducks to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao: "Engineer Yang, what's the secret?"