Siheyuan starts from a good life

As soon as he stepped into his yard, Jiang Yan saw a large group of people surrounding the old lady.

These uncles, aunts, and old ladies were in trance listening to the Peking Opera on the radio, and some of them even hummed a few lines in a low voice.

There was a bit of noise when Jiang Yan and the others came in, which woke up the people who were listening in rapt attention, so Jiang Yan said hello with a stern look on his face.

"Xiao Jiang, are you robbing a department store? There are so many fabrics." The third aunt asked after seeing the things in Jiang Yan and He Yuzhu's hands.

"What about robbing a department store? These are all things given to our boss by others."

Before Jiang Yan could speak, He Yuzhu, who was holding something behind Jiang Yan, proudly spoke.

"Talk too much." Jiang Yan glared at He Yuzhu after hearing what he said.

Seeing Jiang Yan's knife-like eyes, He Yuzhu shrank his neck and said nothing.

"This cotton is so good, I'm afraid there are 40 pieces of it! Damn it, if you touch it, the fabric is very soft."

The third aunt pulled the first aunt and ran over and touched the cotton cloth in Jiang Yan's hand.

Yarn count is a physical indicator for evaluating yarn thickness, and its full name is metric count.

In this era, the cotton fabrics with limited technology are divided into 20-count, 40-count, 50-count, and 60-count. To put it simply, if there is 1 tael of cotton, you stretch it into a 30-meter-long cotton yarn. The cloth woven with such cotton yarn The count is 30; stretch it into 40 meters of cotton yarn, and the count of the cloth woven with this cotton yarn is 40; and so on. The higher the count of cotton, the thinner, softer and more comfortable the woven cotton is. Fabrics with a high count have higher requirements for cotton quality and higher requirements for spinning mill equipment and technology, so the cost will be higher.

Most fabrics in this era are generally 20-count and feel thicker.

"This is not 40-count cotton, it is 60-count cotton. The third aunt is touching it carefully."

After hearing what Third Aunt said, Jiang Yan spoke back.

"Really? It's so high-end, Xiao Jiang is not afraid of your jokes. I haven't even touched a 60-count piece of fabric like your third aunt!"

After the third aunt finished speaking, she laughed.

As a good hand in making a living, how could the third aunt not be able to figure out the thread count of the cotton? The reason why she said this was to test whether Jiang Yan understood or not.

There is a big price difference between the 40-count cotton and the 60-count cotton. If Jiang Yan didn't know the difference, she would find an outlet to buy some from Jiang Yan.

"Xiao Jiang, where have you, Zhu Zhu and the others been? These big and small bags of things are not for young or old."

The aunt next to me suddenly interrupted.

"The factory sent me to Baocheng on a business trip. I didn't think that there would be a happy event with Zhu Zhu. I thought that I had to tell Uncle He about this. Why don't I take Zhu Zhu and the others with me?"

"Then have you seen He Daqing?" Aunt Ma asked immediately.

"We met, we had a good chat. The misunderstanding between Zhuzi and my father-in-law has been resolved. Look, Auntie, my father-in-law bought us so many things."

Before Jiang Yan could speak, Qin Huairu next to He Yuzhu was holding up the things He Daqing bought for them in a showy manner.

"That's good, I'll just say it! There is no overnight feud between father and son. Just let it go. Huairu, look at your father-in-law, he doesn't really care about you either!"

"Hey! There are a lot of things in this rain!"

From the moment he told the people in the courtyard to take He Yuzhu to see He Daqing, Jiang Yan began to observe the aunt's demeanor and felt that her demeanor was normal and her eyes were extremely calm, without any panic.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Yan speculated that the eldest mother probably didn't know about the uncle's interception of the living expenses sent by He Daqing to He Yuzhu's brother and sister.

Since he purchased a lot of donkey meat this time, Jiang Yan asked He Yuzhu's family to give some as a gift, not much, just for a taste.

Neighborhood in this era is truly "distant relatives are not as good as near neighbors."

When an adult needs to go out to do some errands, it is perfectly normal to ask a neighbor to help take care of it and let the children play at the neighbor's house for a while. Not only will the neighbors not refuse, but they will also bring out delicious and fun things from home for the children to enjoy, treating them as sincerely as their own children.

Neighbors not only have good relations with each other, but they even know who has several important relatives. Sometimes when a relative comes and the owner is not at home, the neighbors will be very enthusiastic and let the relative wait at their home.

Although the economic conditions of this era are very average, especially since we are still in the era of planned economy, no one has a surplus. But the neighbors help and support each other, and they are as harmonious as a family. Whoever makes delicious food will think of their neighbors. No matter how much or how little, they never forget to give some to their neighbors.

Jiang Yan just does as the Romans do. After all, the relationship between neighbors in the entire courtyard is not as tense and full of calculations as in the TV series.

Even Jia Zhang doesn't behave like in the TV series. Apart from a bit of gossip and gossip, she is not much different from an ordinary old lady.

"Xiaojiang is really generous. This must be two taels! If it were me, I wouldn't be able to part with it. At most, I would give a few slices to each family."

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, said something about the donkey meat sent by He Yuzhu.

After saying this, he took it and sniffed it vigorously.

"It tastes really good. I can eat several bowls of rice just based on the taste."

"Okay! Bring it to me quickly and cut it off a little to satisfy the children's cravings. Don't you see they are all looking at you?"

After saying this, the third aunt snatched the donkey meat from the third uncle's hand, turned around and went into the kitchen.

"Everyone can cut a piece to satisfy their cravings. Cut it thinly. The weather is still cold and it can be kept. If you save it, you can eat it for a month or two!"

"It's no wonder it's dragon meat from heaven and donkey meat from underground! This meat tastes so delicious."

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, looked satisfied after finishing his portion of donkey meat.

"Xiao Jiang is really capable. Old man, there are a lot of people giving him things these days."

When the third aunt said this, the children sitting next to them who were carefully eating donkey meat also listened with their ears pricked up. There was no entertainment at night in this year and age. Talking about other people's parents' filial piety at home was the best way to pass the time.

"Isn't that right? Just two days ago, a man from the People's Liberation Army in a jeep came over to deliver something to Jiang Yan. Guess what it was."

The third aunt did not answer the question raised by the third uncle Yan Bugui, but squinted her eyes and waited for his next words.

"It's oil. A whole barrel of oil weighs about ten kilograms."

The third uncle announced the answer with great envy.

"Ten kilograms, that's a lot. This is how much we allocate this month. Lao Yan, you said that in all these years, no one in our yard has bought more than five kilograms of oil. Do you think we can finish eating so much oil?"

"I don't know if I can finish eating, let me tell you! This is just someone else forcing it into Xiao Jiang's hand. I don't think Xiao Jiang wants it."

"He's not willing to take things from others."

After hearing what the third uncle said, the third aunt looked incredulous and distrustful.

There are still such fools these days. If only I had gotten it earlier.