Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

"Muzi, stop it, hurry up, stop hitting me!" "Oh my God, what is going on?" "Stop it now, someone will die if you hit me again!"

Everyone quickly pulled Yang Muzi away, and Bang Geng was also held in Qin Huairu's arms.

The little face was beaten red, and Qin Huairu felt distressed.

"Oh, I can't live anymore, Yang Muzi, you're going too far." Jia Zhang was about to throw a tantrum again, but Yang Muzi glared at her and she dared not say anything. With the neighbors' persuasion, the two families stopped quarreling.

This is just a small matter, but in Banggeng's heart, it has become an indelible shadow.

To him, Yang Ping'an was simply too scary, even scarier than the devil.

From then on, Banggeng would turn around and leave when he saw Yang Ping'an.

In the afternoon, Xu Huizhen came.

"Xue Ru, I'm here to look for Mu Zi." "He's playing with the kids in the alley. I'm going to look for him."

Just as Chen Xueru was about to get up, Yang Muzi came back with his daughter on his shoulders and his son in his hand, and the three of them came back happily.

"Hui-jin is here."

Xu Huizhen: "Muzi, I have something urgent to talk to you about." "What is it?" Yang Muzi asked calmly.

Xu Huizhen: "The weather has been cold these days, beer has been off the shelves, and the business in the store is getting worse day by day. Didn't you say you would give me an idea to make my pub business better in winter? Tell me what to do?"

It was already late autumn, and Xu Huizhen's beer was no longer selling well in her pub, and business was not as good as before.

So, I came to Yang Muzi and asked him to give me some ideas to make my business popular in winter.

Yang Muzi hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Do you know what a rural earthen pot is?"

Ground pot?

"Know!"

Xu Huizhen nodded, full of doubts. Of course she knew about the earthen pot. Not only in the countryside, people in the city were still using earthen pots a few years ago.

Even now, many city dwellers still use earthen pots.

In recent years, in 1949, someone in Beijing developed a kind of honeycomb coal, which is a new type of firewood. It is clean and pollution-free, efficient in cooking, and convenient and hassle-free. It quickly occupied the market.

People in the city pursue a higher quality of life, and honeycomb coal has replaced the earthen pot.

What Xu Hui really wondered was what the improvement in her voice had to do with the ground pot.

Yang Muzi continued, "Think of a way to transform the earthen pot into a table for eating. I will teach you a few earthen pot specialties. This way, your tavern business will be prosperous even in winter."

"Good attention!"

Xu Hui's eyes really lit up. She was a smart person and understood everything immediately.

Just imagine, in the cold winter, a few good friends gather around a clay pot to eat, and drink a pot of good wine. The food is delicious and hot, so the business will definitely be good.

"Brother Mu, you are awesome!" Chen Xueru's face was full of admiration.

I really want to pry open Yang Muzi's brain and see what's inside. Why can he come up with all kinds of ideas?

Yang Muzi: "The characteristic of the earthen pot is that it has a strong smoky smell, so you have to make a good chimney and stick it outside the house. I will draw a design for you and you can follow it."

Yang Muzi took out some paper money, wrote and drew, and soon the shape of the earthen pot appeared on the paper.

"Not bad, not bad. Okay, okay, I'll listen to you and modify the earthen pot when I get back!" Xu Huizhen said excitedly.

Yang Muzi thought for a moment and said, "You already have a lot of beer customers now. You can sell beer, but it needs to be heated."

Xu Huizhen frowned: "I tried heating beer, it tasted worse than horse urine, I couldn't swallow it at all."

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "This is easy. When you go back, add some brown sugar, ginger slices, or wolfberries, and the beer will taste different. It's guaranteed to be delicious."

"Okay, I'll go back and give it a try." Xu Huizhen was eager to try. Seeing her full of energy, Yang Muzi didn't have the heart to discourage her. It was the autumn of 1954.

At this time, the plan for public-private partnership had been proposed and the draft had been passed.

After the Chinese New Year and the beginning of spring, the public-private partnership will be known to everyone and will be implemented soon.

Moreover, Xu Huizhen's tavern, as the first pilot, is expected to start public-private partnership no later than summer.

Therefore, Xu Huizhen’s tavern will not have good business for a few months.

Yang Muzi thought about it and felt that he still needed to remind her, so he said, "Huizhen, don't worry too much about the tavern. Business people will soon enter a difficult period. I suggest you store more food."

"Store more food? Why?" Xu Huizhen was puzzled. Yang Muzi smiled and said, "To save lives."

"Now that we have enough food and clothing and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, why should we store food? What if it goes bad?" Xu Huizhen disagreed.

Yang Muzi's face straightened: "You'd better save some food." "Okay, okay, I'll try my best!"

Xu Huizhen nodded perfunctorily. Her whole focus was on the tavern and she had no time to think about storing food.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Dr. Yang, help me!" "Save my brother!"

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound in the front yard.

The noise was so loud that Xu Huizhen and others who were talking in the backyard were also alarmed.

forecourt.

Four or five young men, carrying a middle-aged man in his forties, ran into the courtyard.

The middle-aged man looked pale and looked like he was about to die. "What are you doing?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Carry the person out."

"We have residents here. It's so depressing to carry a dead body here!" Several women in the yard stopped them.

The group was extremely anxious: "Get out of the way, we are going to find Dr. Yang."

Auntie Yi: "We don't have Dr. Yang here." "Dr. Yang obviously lives here."

"Which Doctor Yang?"

A young man said, "It's Yang Muzi, the young master of Huichun Hall."

Huichuntang?

Young master?

The women were at a loss. They didn't know who the young master of Huichuntang was.

Yang Muzi knew that.

"You're looking for Yang Muzi." Aunt Er asked. "Yes, yes, that's him." A young man nodded quickly.

Auntie San frowned and said, "I'll go get someone for you. Don't bring the person into our yard. Leave him at the door."

"Hey hey hey!"

The young men stepped back and Auntie San ran into the backyard. The women in the yard started to talk about it. "How can this person be Dr. Yang?"

"Yeah, Yang Muzi doesn't know how to treat illnesses." "You must have recognized the wrong person."

"Return to Spring Hall, that kid is idle. If he is really the young master of Huichun Hall, then Tiananmen Square will belong to us."

soon.

Third Aunt came with Yang Muzi, followed by Xu Huizhen and Chen Xueru.

"It's you!" When he reached the door, Yang Muzi recognized the people who came.

There was a patient with myocardial infarction in Huichuntang before, and it was these young people who brought him to Huichuntang.

However, the patient this time was a different person. This time the patient was the eldest son of the previous patient.

Heart attack is a hereditary disease, so it's not uncommon. I'm afraid they are the only ones who would come to me. "Doctor Yang, help!" "Help my brother!"

"Divine Doctor Yang, we kowtow to you!"

As soon as they saw Yang Muzi, several young men all knelt down on the ground.

After taking a look at the patient, Yang Muzi instructed, "Bring the patient in quickly!"

A group of people carried the person and followed Yang Muzi into the backyard. The women were even more confused. "What's going on?"

"Could it be that Yang Muzi can treat illnesses?"

"How is this possible? He is just a lazy boy." "How did he become Dr. Yang?" "Go and have a look."

"Let's go!" "Let's go too..."

All the women in the courtyard ran into the backyard.

Yang Muzi had the patient put on the bed, and then said to everyone, "I'm going to give you acupuncture right away. You're making too much noise here, get out."

Everyone in the room went out, and Chen Xueru closed the door. After taking off the patient's shirt, Yang Muzi took out the silver needle...

outside.

Chen Xueru asked anxiously: "What disease does your patient have?" "Heart attack!" a family member asked. "What!!!"

Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen were shocked, because myocardial infarction is a fatal disease.

They knew that Yang Muzi had some medical skills, but they never expected that he would even dare to treat a patient with myocardial infarction.

What if the patient died in their home? Chen Xueru looked worried. "What, myocardial infarction?"

"Oh my god, why did he send someone with a heart attack to Yang Muzi for treatment? Isn't this ridiculous?"

"Oh, what should we do if something happens to someone?" The women in the yard were all worried.

The family members of the patients were very calm. Chen Xueru: "Everyone, our Muzi is not good at medicine. If he can't cure the disease, please bear with him."

"We believe in Dr. Yang." A young man said. "This..."

Everyone was stunned again and Chen Xueru was speechless.

Aunt Er said, "Why are you looking for him? He doesn't know any medical skills at all."

The young man laughed: "This lady, the young master of Huichuntang, how could she not know medical skills? My father's heart attack was cured by her."

The young master of Huichuntang. This...

Everyone was numb.

I always feel like this is just a dream. Huichuntang is a century-old pharmacy and everyone in the city knows about it.

No matter how hard they thought, they still couldn't think that Yang Muzi had any connection with Huichuntang.

and many more.

The old owner of Huichuntang is Yang Changchun, his surname is Yang, Yang Muzi's surname is also Yang, could it be that...

Everyone thought of a possibility.

Auntie Yi asked tentatively, "Xue Ru, is what they said true? Is Mu Zi really the young master of Hui Chun Tang?"

Chen Xueru nodded: "Yes, Brother Mu is Grandpa's only legitimate grandson, and Huichun Hall now belongs to Brother Mu."

"What!!"

"The Huichun Hall is all his." "How is this possible!"

The women in the courtyard were terrified.

There is nothing more explosive than this news.

Yang Muzi has followed his mother Yang Li to this courtyard since he was a child, and no one knows who Yang Muzi's father is.

Now that I think about it, Yang Muzi's origins are indeed somewhat mysterious.

As for Yang Li, although he was just an imitation worker, his knowledge was better than that of the third uncle.

If he wasn't from a wealthy family, how could he have such high knowledge? "Impossible, this is impossible, absolutely impossible!" Jia Zhang's eyes widened, as if she was struck by lightning. In her eyes, Yang Muzi was just a poor boy who worked hard.

Even though he later went to live with Chen Xueru and lived a good life, Jia Zhang still looked down on Yang Muzi, thinking he was just a gigolo.

It is thanks to Chen Xueru that he can live a good life. Without Chen Xueru, Yang Muzi would be nothing.

Now this poor boy has suddenly become tall, rich and handsome, and the richest man in the courtyard.

Of course, Jia Zhang felt unhappy.

"The young master of Huichuntang..." Qin Huairu shuddered and almost fell to the ground.

Huichuntang has been open for hundreds of years, and all its assets added together are definitely a terrifying number.

You know, gold has a price but medicine is priceless. In this era, those who run a drugstore, especially one with such a great reputation, can definitely be said to be very wealthy.

Apart from anything else, Chen Xueru's silk shop is definitely not as rich as Huichuntang.

The entire Huichuntang belongs to Yang Muzi, so how much money does he have? Thinking of this, Qin Huairu regretted it so much that her intestines turned green.

Thinking back to the beginning, she and Yang Muzi were engaged, and he almost became her man.

If she really married Yang Muzi, she would be the mistress of Huichuntang. Was she blind at that time?

For the crooked tree of Jia Dongxu, he gave up the towering tree of Yang Muzi.

She was attracted by Jia Dongxu's eight-yuan betrothal gift, but compared with Huichuntang, eight-yuan betrothal gift was nothing.

Qin Huairu, you are mentally ill. Qin Huairu regretted it and wanted to die.

But it's no use regretting now, as she has already married Jia Dongxu and has a child.

"Oh, Muzi is such a good man." "The young master of Huichuntang, we have a great man in our courtyard." "Oh, no wonder Xueru likes him, it's called a perfect match." "Tell me, what was Huairu thinking at the beginning, she wanted to live a hard life with Jia Dongxu instead of mountains of gold and silver."

"This is Huairu's fate. It's not as good as Xueru's." Listening to the neighbors' discussions, Qin Huairu wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Auntie Yi said with a smile: "Xueru, your Muzi is really something, why didn't he tell me earlier?"

Chen Xueru smiled and said, "My man doesn't like to show off when he does things, so he didn't say anything."

"That's right!" Everyone nodded.

If this kind of thing happened to He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, Jia Dongxu and others, they would be so proud of themselves.

There seems to be nothing special about Yang Muzi except that he is a bit idle.

He is the young master of Huichuntang and has plenty of money. It is not normal for him to be idle.

Do you still expect the young master of Huichuntang to work in the factory? He loves collecting because he has the capital.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone, it was natural for Yang Muzi to be idle.

Middle Court.

The deaf old lady was standing in the sun, looking around, but there was no one. "Where has all this people gone?"

Suddenly, Auntie Yi came back from the backyard.

"Hey, old lady, the backyard is so lively, why don't you go take a look?" "I don't like to go!"

The deaf old lady curled her lips. She had sworn that she would never go to the backyard again in her life. It was uncomfortable.

"Let me hang up the clothes first, I have to go to the backyard right away." Auntie went over to hang up the clothes.

The deaf old lady was curious: "What happened in the backyard?"

"That's right. Someone came to Yang Muzi for treatment. Otherwise, we wouldn't know that this boy Muzi is actually the young master of Huichuntang."

"What!!!"

The deaf old lady's eyes were red with anger.

Yang Muzi is his biggest enemy. Of course, he can't see Yang Muzi doing well.

Bastard, this little bastard, how could he be so lucky. I am so mad at you, an old lady.

The deaf old lady covered her chest and leaned against the wall weakly. Auntie Yi: "Old lady, what's wrong with you?"

"My heart aches."