I messed up the Siheyuan

The two men clinked their glasses and immediately drank the wine in their glasses.

Wang Ping stood up again, took the wine bottle, and filled An Youdao's and his own glasses.

This time, An Youdao did not stop Wang Ping.

He nodded slightly, tacitly approving Wang Ping's act of pouring the wine.

What made Wang Ping feel a little strange was that after drinking a glass of wine, An Youdao just picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth to chew.

He didn't even touch the other dish on the table, let alone look at it.

As for shredded potatoes, they may become too salty because too much salt is added.

But no matter how much salt you put in a steamed carp, how salty can it be?

Adding too much salt will only make the fish more flavorful.

Wang Ping, who didn't believe it, reached out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

As a result, the same strong salty taste as before rushed straight to my head.

Wang Ping quickly drank a few more mouthfuls of soup before he felt better.

He swallowed hard and looked at the three dishes on the table in confusion.

Together...

The only edible side dish for today's dinner is a plate of peanuts!

As for that soup, it should have been prepared specially for myself.

Fortunately, after I ate too much salty food, I drank a few sips of soup to smooth it out.

Old fellow An Youdao still had some conscience. He waited until the soup was served before he started drinking.

Otherwise, I would be choked to death by the saltiness.

However, he definitely doesn't have much conscience.

Otherwise, he should tell himself in advance: except peanuts, no other dishes can be eaten.

Seeing Wang Ping obediently stretch out his chopsticks, pick up a peanut and put it into his mouth, An Youdao gave a wicked grin.

"Boy!..."

"Where's your aunt!..."

"The food is good and I like cooking."

"However, there is one characteristic of her cooking, that is..."

"Every time I add salt, I always feel like it's not enough and I have to keep adding..."

"She won't stop until she feels she has had enough."

"And ah!..."

"She never tastes the dishes she prepares, let alone eats them."

"Yeah! ... Of course, peanuts are not included in this."

"Your aunt thinks that you don't need to add salt when frying peanuts!"

"Oh!... That's right!..."

When he said this, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, and a hint of pity emerged in his eyes as he looked at Wang Ping.

"Our Xiaoran seems to have this tendency as well."

Wang Ping swallowed hard and looked at An Youdao in a daze.

"What's wrong? Are you scared, kid?"

"No! No! No!" Wang Ping shook his head again and again, "I...

In fact, I can cook a little bit.

If it doesn't work, from now on, I will learn a few skills from the cook in our yard.

My relationship with him is pretty good.

I was the one who introduced him to his wife.

If it weren't for me, he would have been single for a long time!

If I just ask, he should be able to teach me.”

An Youdao nodded with satisfaction and clinked his glass with Wang Ping's.

After drinking the wine and eating two peanuts, a sly smile appeared on his face again.

He pointed at the spicy fried potato shreds and steamed carp and said gloatingly: "Boy! ...

Before, you praised your aunt a lot.

It would be bad if these two dishes were left untouched after the wine was finished!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the spicy fried peanuts and steamed carp.

"Uh!..." Wang Ping was stunned for a moment and then swallowed his saliva.

"That...Uncle An!..."

"Uncle An, the food Auntie cooks is so delicious."

"I'm a little reluctant to eat it like this."

"I..."

"Can I take this package home and eat it slowly?"

"Hahaha..." An Youdao laughed heartily.

But then he gave Wang Ping a thumbs up and praised him, "Boy!

You are so clever!

Moreover, he is so shameless!

Hahaha...

If this happened in the war years, people like you would either be very successful or be killed by a single shot."

Wang Ping was a little confused about this.

he does not know...

Is An Youdao praising him or mocking him?

So, he just smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

After that, after saying this, An Youdao started talking about all sorts of things.

He asked about Wang Ping's family situation, talked about his daughter An Ran, and even talked about some of his own experiences during the war years.

Time passed quickly as we ate, drank, talked and laughed, and the bottle of Moutai on the table was soon finished.

When Wang Ping filled their two small glasses with the last bit of wine, An Youdao's slightly sullen face suddenly became serious.

"Boy!..."

"To tell you the truth..."

"Before, I asked Dacheng to check you."

“Everything else is fine, but…”

"The scarce supplies you have, such as milk powder, sugar, canned food, etc., were not found no matter how hard Dacheng checked."

"Can you tell me how you got these things?"

These words immediately made Wang Ping's hair stand on end.

However, after a moment of hesitation, he said firmly: "Uncle An!...

Where these things came from, I cannot say.

But I can assure you: they were not stolen or robbed.”

Obviously, Wang Ping's answer did not satisfy An Youdao.

An Youdao snorted and said mockingly, "Boy, what are you thinking about?

If you really did something illegal, how could you still sit here and drink with me?

I would have sent you to the northwest to eat sand long ago."

This actually aroused some curiosity in Wang Ping.

"Are you sure that the things in my hand were not stolen or robbed?"

"Yes!" An You nodded very affirmatively.

Then, he looked at Wang Ping meaningfully before beginning to explain.

"Since the beginning of this year, especially in the past two or three months, the country's supply of various materials has become very tight."

"Ordinary supplies such as rice, flour, grain and oil can hardly meet the needs of ordinary people."

"And the higher-end ones, like the ones you mailed to Xiaoran yesterday, have disappeared from the market."

"In the old city, apart from the special supply bureau for senior cadres, which still has some inventory, almost all other high-end materials are used to ensure the supply of large shopping malls such as Wangfujing Department Store."

"These shopping malls are not only the face of the city, but also the face of the country."

“Therefore, their supply must be guaranteed at all costs.”

"Uh!..." Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and a hint of realization flashed across his face.

"Uncle An, that is to say..."

"You only need to check the stocks of the Special Supply Bureau and major department stores to be sure..."

"Is the thing in my hand stolen?"

"That's right!" An Youdao nodded. "There is no way that there is any other place in the city of Sijiu that has these things."