Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

"Think about how those people in this yard bullied our family in the past, and we always endured it in silence."

"But what happened? Did they give in at all? They only got worse!"

"We need to let them all know that our family is not easy to bully, and we are not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by them!"

"That way, those people will control their tempers and show respect to us."

When Zhang Hechun heard Zhang Liang say this, he could only shake his head helplessly: "You really have your own ideas now."

"As the eldest brother, I don't know what to say."

Zhang Lin, who was standing next to him, looked at Zhang Liang with stars on his face and said to him, "Third brother, I think you did a great job just now!"

"I don't know how many bad things Shazhu has said about you. It makes me uncomfortable to hear them!"

"It's better to let him suffer a loss now, so that he can learn his lesson! No one in our family is easy to mess with!"

Zhang Hechun saw Zhang Lin's expression of approval and tapped her head: "How come you, little girl, have the same idea as your third brother!"

Zhang Lin stuck out his tongue at Zhang Hechun and continued:

"That's what it is!"

"The people in our family are too easy to talk to, that's why we are bullied by the people in this yard!"

"Now that the three of us have stood up, that idiot Zhu will definitely not dare to bully our third brother like he did before!"

When he said this, Zhang Lin looked at Zhang Liang with admiration again, and then said: "I think our third brother is the most powerful person in the world!"

Zhang Liang also touched Zhang Lin’s little head lovingly.

When Zhang Hechun saw their expressions, he sighed inwardly. It seemed that his words as the eldest brother were no longer effective because his younger brothers and sisters had all grown up.

The three siblings pushed the cart towards the market.

At this time, Sha Zhu also came to the restaurant to work. When his colleagues saw the redness and swelling on his face, they all gathered around him.

"Hey! Silly Zhu, what's wrong with your face?!"

Sha Zhu recalled the heavy slap Zhang Liang had given him just now, plus the slap he had given himself.

There was definitely a very obvious slap mark on his face, and it felt much more swollen than the other side.

The more Sha Zhu thought about it, the more humiliated he felt. He said to his colleagues unhappily, "I accidentally fell when I came to work just now."

The two colleagues looked at each other, smiled, and said to Sha Zhu:

"Who could fall and get their face like this?"

"I'm afraid your father gave you a beating before you left. Your father was really cruel. Your face is so swollen!"

Sha Zhu glared at him fiercely: "Who told you that he was beaten?"

Seeing Sha Zhu's fierce expression, a colleague was also shocked: "I just care about you, why are you staring at me like that!"

A colleague next to him advised: "Yuzhu just got scolded by his father at home, so it's normal for him to be in a bad mood right now."

When he said this, the colleague next to him looked at Sha Zhu again and said to him:

"Zhu Zi, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your father taught you a lesson for your own good. He's your biological father, how could he possibly harm you?"

Sha Zhu listened to them both calling him "Dad" all the time.

But the slap on his face was not given by his father, but by Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang is not his father! !

The more Sha Zhu thought about it, the angrier he became. He yelled at the two men, "Get out! Get out!"

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he turned around and walked angrily to the outer courtyard.

The two colleagues were also confused by Sha Zhu's yelling, "This brat has managed to get a job as a cook, how can he be so great!"

"That's right, I think his temper is much worse than before!"

"Now you have the nerve to scold me directly!"

When he said this, one of his colleagues rolled his eyes and said, "He has such a bad temper. Someone should control him."

"We are actually colleagues, so we have to help him, right?"

Hearing the bad idea in his words, another colleague quickly asked: "It seems that you have an idea? Tell me quickly."

I only saw that colleague with a smirk on his face, and then he said:

"I'll tell you, when we get off work..."

The two colleagues discussed with each other how to deal with Sha Zhu, and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Sha Zhu also ran to the outer courtyard and punched the wall, with tears of humiliation in his eyes.

"Zhang Liang! If I don't take revenge, I won't be called He Yuzhu!"

at the same time.

Zhang Liang and his two siblings also bought vegetables from the market and pushed their full carts out onto the street.

As we walked along, we saw many vendors on the street, all of whom started shouting out the goods they had made.

Zhang Liang pushed the car towards the place where he had set up the stall yesterday, and not far away he saw an old man standing there waiting for them.

This old man was the one who had asked them to save a seat for them when they were queuing yesterday.

Zhang Liang quickened his pace and pushed the cart away. He went over to greet the old man:

"Good morning, sir!"

"You said yesterday that you would save seats for us brothers and sisters, and you really came."

Zhang Liang took a look at the old man's clothes. He was wearing a brand new coat and a pure jade ring. He looked like a wealthy man.

The old man smiled cheerfully and said to him, "As an old man, I will definitely do what I say!"

"You don't know that when I came to reserve a spot, several vendors with carts came and said they wanted to set up stalls here no matter what."

"They all saw this location and wanted to come here to set up stalls!"

"Fortunately, my grandfather sent them all away. This seat will be left for you to set up a stall and sell stir-fried dishes!"

When Zhang Liang heard the old man's words, he also clasped his hands together and said to him:

"Thank you, old man!"

The old man waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile: "What's the big deal? I just like to eat good food."

"With your cooking skills, no matter where you set up a stall, you will probably have no shortage of customers. I'm afraid I won't be able to find you, so I'm taking up space here!"

"Your cooking skills are so good, no matter what I say, I have to come and taste it!"

Zhang Liang was also very happy to hear the old man's words, so he smiled and said to the old man: "You are so kind! So to thank you for helping us brothers and sisters reserve a seat today, I will give you two dishes to try for free!"

When the old man heard what Zhang Liang said, he waved his hand:

"What I do is nothing. You guys set up stalls to make money. Don't say it's free. I'll pay you whatever you want. I'm happy to eat the food you cook."