Teacher He of the Siheyuan

Putting the lunch box in the space, He Daqing went straight to the Chaoyang Vegetable Market. All the stalls here are public, and the market is very big, because it is afternoon, but there are not many people who come to buy vegetables, and the people are sparse.

Most of the products sold were agricultural and sideline products, mainly vegetables, no seafood, and some fish including grass carp and crucian carp. He Daqing didn't stop, and came to a butcher shop. There was still a lot of meat here. The stall owner was a ruddy fat man. Those who eat a lot of oil are either capable or well-connected.

"It looks very fresh, the boss brought 10 catties of lean meat and 10 catties of fat meat for my niece's wedding banquet," He Daqing said, pointing to a piece of meat.

"Okay, lean meat is 3 cents a catty, fat meat is 4 cents a catty, and you will be charged 5 yuan plus a 15 catty meat ticket," the little fat man said cheerfully.

"Lean meat and fat meat, do you want to cut?"

"I will pack 10 catties of lean meat and 10 catties of fat meat separately. Don't see a little bit of fat for the thin ones, and don't see a little bit of lean meat for the fat ones," He Daqing explained.

The reason why I didn't buy more is because many things are in limited supply. Too many things make people jealous. Others either can't buy it, or buy a half a catty to try something new. If you really have a large purchase, you can directly contact slaughterhouse.

And it has to be related, like their rolling mill, a large factory with more than 1 people, still in the capital, the monthly supply of pork is only 500-600 catties, which sounds like a lot, and it is enough for everyone to make dumplings.

After receiving twenty catties of meat, there was nothing to do, so He Daqing walked back according to memory, and collected the meat in a place where no one was around.

After a while, I returned to the yard with two catties of fat meat and a lunch box. The neighbor who got off work early had already started cooking.

"Old He, it's time to buy meat again, why tell me, I'll help you, it's all from neighbors, let's have a drink together in the evening, just in time, the persimmons from my sister's house arrived." Yan Bugui, who happened to be out, When I see meat, I feel a little bit impatient.

They all forgot how they ran away last night, thinking that it was just the reason to give away the persimmons, and eat at He Daqing's house, so that the money would not have to be paid back, and the persimmons were given away, and they could also eat meat.

Use the word calculation to the fullest.

How could He Daqing let him succeed? Xiao Jiujiu can only deceive Xiao Dang and Shame Hua at this point, and even the stick can't be fooled. With the white-eyed wolf attribute of the stick, he is the only one who eats other people's meat.

"Hey, isn't it the rain that's growing your body? It just so happened that the house ran out of oil, so I bought some and prepared to replenish my children."

"Teacher Yan, you are a teacher of the people, and if you owe money, it will affect your glorious image." He Daqing explained first, and then changed the subject, "The old saying is good, you can't owe money to the cook, and you will easily have no food in the future eat."

This sentence pierced Yan Bugui's bone with a soft knife, and his face turned red. He is a teacher, he is familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. In the past, he was at least a scholar. He is usually the only one who teaches others, but now He Daqing can hold him back Huatou, stuttering and unable to speak.

But ten yuan is really too much, and it is almost worth half his life. There are five people in his family, and ten yuan is almost equal to half a month's ration.

"Old He, Brother He, you know the situation in my family. Isn't this killing me? The persimmons in my sister's house are all grown by myself, and they are absolutely delicious." Give money, this title is too heavy.

My intestines are green with regret, why do I talk so much, He Daqing is not easy to deal with!

"Hehe, brother Yan, you, you, I call you brother. I'm not unreasonable. I can give you a period of time. And you're right. We haven't had a drink together for a long time. I let Zhuzi fry two A dish, you will come over in a while"

Yan Bugui had already given up his mind and was ready to bleed heavily, but he didn't expect that there was room for maneuver in this matter, let alone that this old ghost would actually ask himself to drink, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Brother He, I won't bother you. You go ahead, I'll definitely be there." Yan Bugui changed his mind a few times, but he still agreed immediately, don't take advantage of the bastard.

Seeing the shrewdness in Yan Bugui's eyes, He Daqing dismissed it in his heart. As the saying goes, eating people has a short mouth and soft hands. Yan Bugui still has some influence in the courtyard by virtue of his status as a teacher.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the position of the third master as soon as he followed the white widow. Scholars have enough brains in this regard.

Taking advantage of the money he owed himself and drinking his own wine, he subdued this old pedant. When he managed Jia's den of vampires and suppressed Xu Damao, he would have an extra charging boy who waved the flag and shouted. Well worth it.

In addition, he lives in a courtyard and only costs 10 yuan, so Yan Bugui can't escape. Now that the movement of people is controlled, when going to other places, many places require a letter of introduction, so he can't do anything.

After bidding farewell to brother Yan, He Daqing walked home, and Qin Huairu, who had been paying attention to the movement at the door, was really eager to see when he came back from Shazhu get off work.

When He Daqing passed by the door of her house, she appeared with a small flower in her arms, and she said with a smile, "Uncle He, what a coincidence, you are off work, and your clothes next to you are dirty, take them off and I will wash them for you." up"

wash?Washing is to wash, not only the clothes but also the bottom, He Daqing sneered in his heart, if it weren't for the little widow's eyes, staring at the two pieces of meat from time to time, he would really believe it.

"Huai Ru, this lunch box is for you. Uncle keeps his word. It's getting dark, so let's wash these clothes tomorrow." He Daqing said with concern.

"Thank you Uncle He, you are such a good person, I will do this job well, and I will make sure you have clean clothes to wear every day"

Qin Huairu said with a cheerful face, but quickly took the lunch box with his hand, but his eyes still looked at the two big pieces of fat with pity.

Taking advantage is not enough, those who are greedy for small profits will be controlled by profits, as is the case with Yan Bugui, and so is Qin Huairu.

When he got home, he asked his silly son to cook two dishes, and he talked about Yan Bugui coming to drink later. He Yuzhu had no objection, although he felt that brother Yan had a sour taste, but that was a matter of the older generation, not him. What this junior can blame is that if Xu Damao came to drink at his house, he would have had a twitch.

This pair is young, but they have been beaten since they were young. Of course, Xu Damao is basically the one who gets beaten. And Xu Damao's father, Xu Junping, didn't deal with it very much.

The freshly fried lard has an attractive aroma, which really makes people's stomachs wheezy. After frying more oil residue, He Yushui's mouth is full of oil.

He Daqing waited for her to eat some and then stopped it. This thing was just out of the pot, and it was too angry. It was easy to get angry, and it was easy to get pimples. He Yushui was shocked when she heard that it would cause pimples. It was already a bit stinky, and immediately stopped self-feeding.