Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Sun Qingshan looked at Jia Dongxu and thought, could it be that Jia Dongxu thought that everyone knew Yi Zhonghai?

Yi Zhonghai is somewhat famous in the steel mill, but his fame is limited to the steel mill.

Who would care about him outside?

"Mr. Chu, my master is a senior fitter in a steel rolling mill."

Jia Dongxu's voice wasn't as confident as before.

Chu Yun shook his head, "No impression!"

Chu Yun has visited many factories and met many people in his life. He even forgot the directors of some factories, let alone an ordinary fitter.

"puff!"

Sun Qingshan almost burst out laughing.

Jia Dongxu directly and perfectly interpreted what it means to bring humiliation upon oneself.

Jia Dongxu took a few steps back in embarrassment. At this point he wanted to just turn around and leave. It was so damn embarrassing.

"Qingshan, get five pounds of sweet potatoes for roasting."

Chu Yun looked at Sun Qingshan with a smile.

"Mr. Chu, you don't have time to come later?"

Sun Qingshan asked curiously.

"I may not be available during the day, but I should be free in the evening."

"Qingshan, when the time comes, don't look down on me, an old man!"

Chu Yun said jokingly.

"How is that possible? As long as you come, Mr. Chu, I will welcome you with open arms."

Sun Qingshan saw through Jia Dongxu that Chu Yun was probably helping the steel mill install some machinery or something else.

How could Sun Qingshan possibly despise these people who selflessly contributed to the construction of the motherland?

Sun Qingshan took the money and went to make some sweet potatoes for Chu Yun.

When Jia Dongxu saw how familiar Sun Qingshan was with Chu Yun, he felt extremely envious.

Soon Sun Qingshan prepared the wine for Sun Qingshan.

"Qingshan, I'll leave first then."

Chu Yun waved to Sun Qingshan, then took the wine and rode away on his bicycle.

Jia Dongxu came over at this time.

"Sun Qingshan, how come you are so familiar with Mr. Chu?"

Jia Dongxu asked curiously.

Sun Qingshan is just a stinky winemaker, how could he know Chu Gong?

"Are you in charge?"

"Would you like to buy some wine? If not, I'll close the shop."

Sun Qingshan looked at Jia Dongxu expressionlessly.

"Tch, if you don't say it, don't say it."

"Give me a pound of sweet potato cake."

Since Jia Dongxu didn't have a drink ticket, he took out fifty-five cents and slapped it on the counter.

"Where's the wine jug?"

Sun Qingshan put the money into the cabinet.

"You have so many wine jugs in your store. You see, we are all neighbors, so we can just borrow one."

"I'll return it to you when I'm done."

Jia Dongxu said awkwardly.

I was just thinking about getting some wine quickly and forgot to go home to get the wine jug.

"A wine jug of one pound costs ten cents!"

Sun Qingshan stretched out his hand and motioned Jia Dongxu to give the money.

"you...."

Seeing that Sun Qingshan had no intention of talking to him, Jia Dongxu could only take out a dime from his pocket and hand it to Sun Qingshan.

Sun Qingshan took the money, then took a new wine jug from the shelf, washed it, and then poured a pound of wine for Jia Dongxu.

"Humph!"

Jia Dongxu snorted coldly, then turned and left.

Sun Qingshan took out the account book and recorded today's income.

Then he took out a brand new account book.

Sun Qingshan used this account book to record the "purchase" of grain.

"On the twelfth of this month, we purchased 600 kilograms of sweet potatoes, which cost thirty."

A pound of sweet potatoes at the grain station is now worth three cents, but Sun Qingshan calculated it as five cents. After all, he got them from Pigeon City (Lingquan Space) with great difficulty, so he still had to pay for his hard work.

Sun Qingshan finished writing, then took out thirty yuan from the public account and put it in his pocket.

"Sweet potatoes are still too cheap. We need to add some sorghum later."

Sun Qingshan said secretly.

Then he put the account book into the Lingquan space, locked the door of the tavern, and went towards the courtyard.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu had returned to the courtyard.

"Master, Master, guess who I saw in the tavern?"

"I promise you won't guess."

Jia Dongxu came to Yi Zhonghai.

"Who did you see?"

Yi Zhonghai asked doubtfully.

"I saw Mr. Chu drinking in Sun Qingshan's tavern."

"It looks like Mr. Chu should also live in this area."

"But why haven't I seen Chu Gong before?"

Jia Dongxu said doubtfully.

I grew up in this area. I don’t know everyone here, but they all look familiar.

I have never seen Chu Gong before.

What Jia Dongxu didn’t know was that Chu Yun came here to live after he retired.

“I didn’t expect that Mr. Chu actually lived here.”

Yi Zhonghai said.

"And Master, that kid Sun Qingshan has a very good relationship with Mr. Chu."

"I really don't know what kind of shit luck Sun Qingshan has to have, to actually befriend someone like Chu Gong."

Jia Dongxu was very jealous.

I wish I had that familiarity with Mr. Chu.

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai became even more determined to have Sun Qingshan take care of him in his old age.

Sun Qingshan had only taken over the tavern for a short time, but he had already made friends with some people whom he had to curry favor with.

What would happen if Sun Qingshan became famous in a few years?

"Hey!"

Yi Zhonghai is a little worried now about how to let Sun Qingshan take care of him in his old age.

"Uncle, Dongxu, let's go. Auntie is almost ready to cook."

"Let's go eat. What are you doing standing at the door?"

At this time, Jia Zhang came over excitedly, holding her grandson.

Yi Zhonghai saw that Jia Zhang's face suddenly fell.

I just asked Jia Dongxu to come to my house for a drink.

But there is no such guy as Jia Zhang.

"mom!"

Jia Dongxu looked at his mother, feeling speechless.

"Thank you very much, uncle."

Jia Zhang said shamelessly.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Zhang with a hint of disgust in his heart.

It would be fine if you came to help my wife cook.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, he ran over happily and ate and drank for free. That's too much!

Thinking that this was his apprentice's mother, Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

Yi Zhonghai took the lead and walked into his own home.

"Mom, how can you bring a stick to eat for free?"

"Master didn't ask our whole family to come? Where's Huairu?"

Jia Dongxu leaned close to his mother's ear and said.

"It's okay. Your master's family is rich. You won't go poor if you get some food."

"Qin Huairu is eating wild vegetable dumplings at home. If we don't eat them now, they will go bad."

Jia Zhang said with a smile.

Jia Dongxu followed his mother helplessly and walked into Yi Zhonghai's house.

"This is....."

The aunt saw Jia Zhang coming in with the stick, and looked at Yi Zhonghai in confusion.

I didn’t cook much food today. Now that Jia Zhang has come with her sticks, I’m afraid there won’t be enough to eat!

"Old man, why didn't you give me a heads up?"

An old lady came up to Yi Zhonghai and asked.

"Sister-in-law Jia came here on her own."

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly.

"oh oh."

The aunt nodded, feeling helpless.

"Auntie, how do you make cornmeal?"

"Didn't I see an old man buying 20 grams of noodles the day before yesterday? Why don't you make some 20 grams of noodles steamed buns?"

When Jia Zhang saw the steamed buns made of corn flour on the table, her eyes were filled with disgust.

I thought I could eat something delicious, but this is what happened?

Yi Zhonghai and the auntie's faces suddenly turned ugly. It was good enough that they allowed you to come and eat for free.

You actually have the nerve to complain about this and that.

"Mom, stop talking."

Jia Dongxu poked Jia Zhang with his hand.