Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

"Yan Laosan, you are really good at shirking your debts. Everyone knows that you just picked up the soil for your flowers from the roadside?" Xu Damao felt that he had extremely bad luck that day as he accidentally knocked over Yan Bugui's flowerpot.

“Why, even the dirt I picked up from the roadside was collected by me.

Besides, the flowerpot has been broken, so compensation is inevitable!" Yan Bugui responded in a tough tone.

He firmly believed that he would never miss this deal today.

"In that case, please ask a professional to appraise the value of your flower soil. If it is really valuable, I will naturally be willing to compensate you." Xu Damao pointed at the other party angrily and responded.

"Okay, let's do the identification. Why would I be afraid?" Yan Bugui smiled coldly and answered without hesitation.

"He Yuzhu, I'll handle this matter, so don't get involved."

Xu Damao gestured to He Yuzhu, asking him to step aside.

He Yuzhu looked at the emotional Xu Damao beside him, then glanced at Yan Bugui, and then went into the inner courtyard with Xu Huizhen, muttering, "It's as if I would meddle in other people's business."

He Yuzhu said to Xu Huizhen after returning home.

"Hey, Yuzhu, I always feel like you seem a little different lately."

Xu Huizhen grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him and asked, "What's different?"

"Has anything changed?" He Yuzhu looked at her with some confusion.

"You are much more mature and stable than before. Sometimes it even seems as if your eyes hide insights into the world." Xu Huizhen said as she threw his spare clothes into the basin.

"Haha, you think too much.

I just like to think more and look at things more comprehensively than before." Xu Huizhen gave him a light look.

In the next two weeks, He Yuzhu went out early and came back late as usual.

One day, taking advantage of his free time, He Yuzhu went to the bookstore.

When he returned to the winery, he had a few books in his arms.

He was determined to put more effort into dim sum making and create some new varieties that were rare locally to make a profit.

When flipping through the "Compendium of Southern Dim Sum", he found that the contents were rich and diverse, and many of them were things he had never seen before.

After studying carefully for a while, He Yuzhu selected several kinds of dim sum to try, and planned to make some special dim sum molds to create a unique style.

However, the winery did not yet have some of the special ingredients needed to make these southern pastries.

So, He Yuzhu put this plan aside for the time being, walked into the cellar, and started moving the wine that needed to be shipped out today.

As soon as you open the bottle, the familiar scent fills the air.

This made him think of his master. Since the day he asked someone to bring back the books from outside, he had not received any news.

He Yuzhu sighed softly, remembering his master's instructions before he left, reminding himself not to forget his original intention.

He covered the jars, loaded them onto the cart one by one, and took them to the tavern.

As he went out, he jotted down a list of missing ingredients, and after finishing the tavern business, he went straight to the market to buy the ingredients.

After walking around the grocery section for a few times, I only found one kind of glutinous rice flour.

"Shopkeeper, do you have any other glutinous rice flour?"

He Yuzhu held the bag in his hand and asked the owner.

"It's gone. This is all we have left. If you want it, you'd better hurry up!" The clerk's attitude was quite cold.

"What's the matter with your attitude? I'm your guest!"

He Yuzhu took the glutinous rice flour, feeling quite unhappy, "It's up to you whether you want to buy it or not." The shopkeeper still maintained a tough attitude.

He Yuzhu was not willing to waste time arguing about this.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard an engine roar and a man drove a motorcycle quickly to the stall.

"Shopkeeper, I want to buy ten bags of glutinous rice flour!"

The man's voice was high and loud.

"Okay! Wait a moment, I'll install it for you right away." Seeing this scene, He Yuzhu stopped and stepped back.

The shop owner quickly brought the goods and handed them to the motorcycle owner.

"Hey, didn't you just say I love you or not?"

He Yuzhu's tone was filled with dissatisfaction.

"I'm talking about this bag. You don't seem to be someone who buys these things often."

The shop owner immediately started to speak harshly to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu glared at the shop owner, his anger rising.

"Well, I'll buy everything you have here!"

Although he knew that making snacks required a lot of ingredients, he wanted to use this to prove to others that he would not give in even if he was looked down upon.

The shop owner was visibly stunned when he heard this.

"Do you really want all of them?"

After taking a look at He Yuzhu, he thought he was a young man dressed simply and might not be able to afford such consumption, so he was surprised.

"Yes, I bought them all." He Yuzhu nodded affirmatively.

"This is not very cheap. Are you sure you want all of them?" The owner confirmed again, his eyes full of doubt.

"Are you sure you want all of them? Any problems?" He Yuzhu frowned with a serious expression.

"Well, fine, if you can really pay, take them all away!"

He Yuzhu replied coldly, then took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket and placed them heavily on the table.

At this moment, He Yuzhu's eyes did not leave the owner's face, witnessing every change in his expression.

The man's eyes kept moving, and it was obvious that he had some plans.

The shop owner saw the pile of money on the table and was stunned for a moment, thinking that this rich man came from nowhere. After thinking for a while, the shop owner reacted and showed a cunning smile.

"Hey, friend, this money is not dirty money, right? I can't afford it." His voice was joking.

He Yuzhu did not expect the store owner to have such a reaction, and responded calmly: "If you look carefully, you will know that this is real money, not dirty money."

"Really? Are you sure this is real money?" the shop owner pretended to be surprised.

"Of course it's true." He Yuzhu said firmly, and then said: "If you don't believe it, feel free to check it out."

The shopkeeper looked down at the money on the table for a moment and said, "Okay, I believe you."

"Having said that, how about we be friends? My name is Wu Qiang, and if there's anything you really want to buy, feel free to visit my shop anytime." The shopkeeper's attitude suddenly warmed up, and he waved hello to He Yuzhu enthusiastically.

He Yuzhu smiled lightly to refuse, "No need, I'm not very interested in making friends, I just want to buy the things I need."

He Yuzhu knew that Wu Qiang must have some plan. Although he was not sure what the purpose was, he was not worried at all.

Because he knows how to protect himself.

"In that case, I won't bother you anymore!" Wu Qiang said, waving his hand nonchalantly.

He Yuzhu turned and left, walking across the street.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was about to walk away, Wu Qiang hurriedly followed him.

"Hey, wait a moment, brother!" He Yuzhu stopped, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You spoke so loudly just now, everyone around me heard it. How can I do business in the future?" Wu Qiang lowered his voice, looking quite helpless.

"Really?" He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat puzzled by this sudden intimacy.

He felt that the shop owner was more sinister than he had imagined, and was obviously using this to threaten him.

"What are you going to do?" After a moment's silence, He Yuzhu asked directly.

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm just curious." Wu Qiang quickly explained, "I want to know what you're going to do with the glutinous rice flour?"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu was shocked.

So this is what you were thinking. You really are good at calculating.

"It's nothing, actually. My family has a secret method that cannot be learned by anyone other than the family members."

"There is such a secret technique?" Wu Qiang seemed surprised and excited. He rubbed his hands involuntarily and leaned forward to ask tentatively, "I wonder if you can teach me some techniques?"

He Yuzhu looked at Wu Qiang coldly, wondering if this man really thought he was an easy target. "Don't dream, I won't teach you." He refused decisively and left.

Wu Qiang was unwilling to give up and tried to persuade him to stay, "Brother, even if it's just a little bit of skills, just see what we can do?"

He Yuzhu shook his head firmly again. Just when the two were in a stalemate, Wu Qiang's hand suddenly seemed to touch a hard object, and he could not grab He Yuzhu no matter what.

"You..." His expression was full of surprise and confusion.

"Let me go." He Yuzhu waved his arms, easily got rid of Wu Qiang's restraints, and then quickly left.

Watching him go away, Wu Qiang was unable to come back to his senses for a long time, muttering: "Times have really changed!"

The next day, He Yuzhu came to the winery and took out all the glutinous rice flour for drying.

In order to prepare the filling for the glutinous rice cake, he also prepared a pile of charcoal and prepared to make a fire to heat it.

In his eyes, making glutinous rice for filling is one of the most critical steps that tests skills and material quality.

Not only does glutinous rice flour need to go through complex processes such as cooking, baking, and mixing to achieve the ideal texture, but temperature control is also of paramount importance throughout the entire process. Ideally, it should be maintained at approximately 40 degrees to ensure the best flavor.

"Good! This way we can make delicious glutinous rice balls!" He Yuzhu nodded with satisfaction.

He took out some glutinous rice dough and kneaded it back and forth in his hands for a few times. Soon, the dough became soft and smooth.

He Yuzhu carefully wrapped the glutinous rice dough with gauze and tied it tightly. Then, he quickly and deftly used his hands to knead the dough into small balls the size of fists.

He then began to carefully prepare the filling according to the methods in the book.

After a while, small glutinous rice balls shaped like ping-pong balls have taken shape.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu ground some flour and steamed bread crumbs, beat an egg, gently rolled the prepared dumplings in the mixture and put them into the hot oil pan. The golden little dumplings were quickly fried.

After tasting the homemade dumplings, He Yuzhu found them to be sweet, sticky and soft, and tasted very good.

After they have cooled down, He Yuzhu carefully packages each dumpling individually, and the carefully crafted snack is ready.

Carrying two jugs of wine and freshly made snacks, He Yuzhu went straight to his small bar.

"Huizhen, come and try my cooking."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu handed a small snack to Xu Huizhen.