Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

"Are you responsible?" Director Jing wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

"Yes, I'll be in charge. Go and do your own thing." The leader waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly.

"On your side..." Director Jing wanted to persuade him again. The leader had a lot of things to deal with, and this was not a small matter.

"What? You won't allow me to handle some small matters to change my mind?" The leader rubbed his temple and said tiredly.

"Okay, okay, that will work. You go ahead and get busy. I'm leaving now." Director Jing ran away without saying a word.

"This kid." The leader scolded with a smile, then turned to look at the secretary beside him and said, "Are there any other investors planning to open a restaurant here?"

The secretary beside him looked strange and shook his head: "No."

"No, this guy is quite playful. I heard that he had a big conflict with the director of the steel mill a while ago. Several old men came to me and said they wanted to remove the factory manager. What do you think about this?"

When the secretary heard this question, he was stunned for a moment, then he reacted.

My goodness, were those old guys coming to the office and banging the table just because of this?

He said, why would there be a fuss for no reason.

It turns out it’s this guy again.

He frowned. "It's a bit strange. I don't know what he wants to do. Just to open a restaurant? With his ability, he can definitely report it to his superiors. Comrade Jing won't suppress it. What's the purpose of doing this?"

"What is it for?" The leader stood up cheerfully and said, "Just ask and you'll know. Contact that guy. That guy often goes to cook for him. Let's go and have a meal."

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The courtyard house has a unique flavor in winter.

Especially after Cao Wei placed a stove for boiling water in the backyard, the artistic conception reached a higher level.

The current situation is that the second uncle and the third uncle are playing chess, the first uncle is watching, Cao Wei is making tea, and the third aunt is nagging in the third uncle's ear.

"I didn't know that you three old guys have a little one. Why are you running outside in the cold wind in the middle of winter? Can't you play chess at home?"

"Hey, you don't understand. This is called sentiment." The third uncle picked up the thermos cup and took a sip happily.

"Romance, romance, what kind of romance can four grown men talk about. Old Yan, just wait and see, until you catch a cold, no one will care about you!" The three aunts left angrily.

"Third brother, why don't you go after him?" the uncle encouraged.

"Go, go, go." The third uncle glanced at him and said, "You are a defeated general, why are you talking so much? When it's your turn to watch, just watch. When Lao Liu loses, it will be your turn. Hey, stay there and don't move! Second uncle, we are playing chess, but we can't use such evil tricks! It's too ignorant! I am the general!"

The second uncle watched helplessly as the third uncle's "horse" pressed on his "general" and immediately refused to do it: "No! You are cheating!"

"How did you cheat?! This 'horse walks in the field like the sun'."

"Bullshit! "Like walking on a field, a horse walks on a day"! You old man, you still want to fool me? And Lao Yi, you are not a good guy either. Good man, you just watched him fool around when I was leaving?!"

"Oh, it's raining?" At this time, Liu Sandao also came out and wandered around.

This old man has been living a much more comfortable life since he moved to the courtyard. In the past, there were only a few old men walking around in the courtyard, and he had few friends. Now, there are a few old men of his age in this courtyard, and he is in the mood to chat. According to him, it is a blessing to be able to improve his cooking skills at an old age and to have a few more old friends.

"Hey, Lao Liu? Come on, Lao Er is throwing a tantrum again."

"Hey you!"

"Master, please sit down and have a cup of tea?"

"Here." Liu Sandao was not polite. He sat down and took out his thermos cup.

No one wants to use Cao Wei's tea tray and teacup because they think it's too small. After Cao Wei brews a wave, you have to drink a sip. According to the old men, that's like rushing to drink, which is boring. Just brew a pot and drink whenever you want. Use a thermos cup in winter and an enamel cup in summer. Use them alternately.

After Liu Sandao sat down, he looked at Cao Wei and said, "I say, we old men are just sitting here chatting and playing chess. What do you mean? Both of your wives are out, but you are the only one messing around all day. What are you doing?"

Everyone present was an insider, so Liu Sandao was not so secretive when speaking.

"Yeah, Xiao Cao, you're still young, don't act like an old man so quickly." The third uncle also advised, and then changed the subject: "If it doesn't work out, you can set up a stall like Yan Jiecheng and his wife."

"Have your two calculating guys gone to set up a stall?" an old man asked curiously.

"Go away, what do you mean by being calculating? That's called being prudent and calculating carefully!" said the third uncle unhappily.

"Tsk, you're so calculating. I was wondering why you didn't come with me that day."

"Don't tell me, my daughter-in-law, Yu Li, knows about this, right?"

Everyone:...

"You should just speak nicely. You don't know what's going on. Yu Li has been married here for many years. How could she not know?" Cao Wei joked.

"She works in a textile factory. There are often some scraps of cloth coming out of the factory. Yu Li is worthy of being the daughter-in-law of my Yan family. I thought about using the scraps to make some small items, such as small bags and sachets. It's similar to the sachet that Qin Huairu wears on her body all day long. You know what, it sells very well." The third uncle ignored the teasing of others and told the story proudly.

If there is one thing in common among these old men gathered together, it is showing off to their younger generations, except for the second uncle.

As soon as the second uncle heard this, he put down the chess piece and left.

The first uncle glanced at the third uncle and said, "You are still criticizing me. You are just trying to stimulate the second uncle in various ways."

"I didn't mean to provoke him. As the saying goes, you get used to it after a while. With the conduct of his third son, he has a long way to go."

"Well, that's not true." The old man sighed, "By the way, isn't your guy afraid of being caught for speculation?"

"Speculation?" The third uncle laughed disdainfully: "Old Yi, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're still living in the past. Now everyone is supporting individual businesses. Where does speculation come from? There is none!"

Actually, what the third uncle said was wrong, because the above has not yet given a complete conclusion. This conclusion will be given later. Now speculation is still valid. It's just not as severe. Of course, it's not a big deal for two old men to brag.