Siheyuan starts from a good life

As soon as the table was placed in the courtyard, He Yuzhu and Xiao Liuzi returned to the small courtyard carrying the dishes.

"You three gentlemen, please chat first while I go cook," He Yuzhu said and Liuzi walked into the kitchen with the dishes.

"You three gentlemen, brother Jiang Yan has tea," He Yuyu obediently brought over two glasses of water.

After sitting down, several people started chatting casually.

"Xiaoyan, after you graduate from studying abroad, you will be a cadre when you come out! Do you know where you will be assigned?"

Yan Bugui was smiling, and his eyes behind his glasses shone with calculation.

"I have been assigned to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. From now on, the first and second uncles will have to take care of me."

Jiang Yan replied to the third uncle Yan Bugui's words, and then praised the other two uncles.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyan. If there is anything that the second uncle can do to help, just ask. Now the second uncle is a fourth-level worker and a team leader. He is considered a leader. I will mention your second uncle's name for my convenience."

After hearing Jiang Yan's words, the second uncle sitting next to him patted his chest in bangs.

"The second uncle received it on the spot." Jiang Yan asked in surprise.

I remember that in TV dramas, except for special periods, there is always a worker in the bangs.

"That's all thanks to you," Yi Zhonghai said quietly.

"Thanks to me?" he turned to Yi Zhonghai and asked.

"Last time you asked our family to build the engineer shovel, and it was praised by the community. Later, after the public-private partnership of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, with this credit, and because your second uncle had excellent skills and caught up with the factory to catch the model, he was awarded Group leader."

After listening to what the First Master Yi Zhonghai said, Jiang Yan suddenly understood and nodded.

"What about you, uncle?" Jiang Yan asked again.

"Originally, the factory also gave team leader Lao Yi Ping a job, but he was unwilling to do it, but the street also gave him part of the reward."

Liu Haizhong said something.

"This silly Zhu must be cooking braised pork." At the stall where Jiang Yan was talking to them, the aroma came from the kitchen. The third uncle Yan Bugui took a whiff and spoke confidently.

"What are we talking about? It's so lively." At this time, He Yuzhu came out with the dishes.

"Look, what I said is right! It's braised pork." The third uncle Yan Bugui looked at the dish brought out by He Yuzhu and spoke proudly.

"Okay, sir, don't be poor. Come on, the braised pork is ready, and the other dishes will be ready soon. Wash your hands and get ready to eat."

After He Yuzhu said this, he put down two plates of braised pork, turned around and entered the kitchen. After a while the table was filled with food.

There are six dishes, braised pork, chicken nuggets with potatoes, musu pork, stir-fried cabbage, and spicy and sour shredded potatoes. In the later days, this dish was rarely served to guests. Nowadays, it is extremely abundant. Most people say that people probably don’t have so many dishes during the Chinese New Year.

I have to say that He Yuzhu and Xiao Liuzi’s cooking skills are really good. I haven’t eaten it yet, but I can tell from the smell that this dish is not bad.

"Rainwater, there are some dishes I left in the kitchen. You can take them to the backyard to eat with the old lady later."

He Yuyu responded and ran directly to the kitchen at a very fast speed.

"Wait a minute and I'll open the meat for you." After Jiang Yan said this, he turned and entered his room.

When Jiang Yan came out, he walked out with two bottles of "Stalin" vodka and a "little cigar" in his hand.

Jiang Yan placed the two bottles of "Stalin" vodka on the two tables respectively, then opened the "pull box of cigarillos" and gave each person a box.

"This is SL's vodka and cigarettes. Try them both." After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he opened a box of "little cigars" and lit them.

This "pull box cigarillo" has a light milky aroma when smoked without burning.

Since studying abroad in SL was quite stressful, and Uncle Vasily was a heavy smoker, Jiang Yan learned to smoke over time.

"Hey! You have to try SL Big Brother's stuff." Yan Bugui quickly put away the cigarettes given by Jiang Yan and took one out of the cigarette case Jiang Yan opened.

This Yanbu is expensive, so I save it.

"This is the most authentic vodka. Many people like SL. The pillars are filled with them." Seeing everyone smoking cigarettes, Jiang Yan grinned and ordered He Yuzhu.

Hearing Jiang Yan's words, He Yuzhu stood up quickly, opened the vodka and filled it for everyone.

"Hmm! This wine is good, really good. It's very strong. It's fifty degrees! Let's take advantage of Jiang Yan today and open up the meat." As soon as it was poured, Liu Haizhong couldn't wait to drink a glass.

"Isn't this written? 42c," Yan Bugui glanced at the vodka bottle and spoke to Liu Haizhong.

"This wine tastes different from our wine." Yi Zhonghai also drank a glass and said.

"That's it. I think it's more comfortable for us at Erguotou to drink." He Yuzhu took a drink and said something.

The others also drank, each with their own feelings, but Jiang Yan believed that their wine was indeed not as comfortable as the wine from his own country.

After three glasses of wine, everyone's chatterbox opened up. They all said what should be said and what shouldn't be said, as well as some gossip in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Jiang Yan listened to it with relish.

Jiang Yan felt a little uncomfortable when he heard other people shouting stupidly. It depends on the owner to beat the dog! By the way, He Yuzhu is his younger brother.

So Jiang Yan clinked glasses for the first uncle and the others, took a sip of wine and said: First uncle, second uncle, and third uncle, there is one thing that makes me unhappy. Isn’t the nickname Silly Zhu inappropriate?

"Hey, hey! You're right to remind me, I shouldn't bark anymore."

"Seeing that Zhu Zhu is about to reach the age of talking about his wife, when he calls out the nickname "Silly Zhu", people who don't know think that Zhu Zhu is a fool!"

"Jiang Yan, you have thought carefully." As soon as Jiang Yan said this, Yi Zhonghai instantly understood what Jiang Yan meant.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Jiang Yan gave him a big thumbs up in his heart. Look how quickly his mind spins.

"I didn't think as deeply as the elders thought. This nickname is a bit insulting. You three elders, please find a chance to tell everyone. It's okay for younger people to be called Zhuge, but if that doesn't work, just call them Zhuzi. We really can’t call the number anymore.”

"Okay, let's talk to everyone when we get the chance."

Depending on the position of a person, the weight of his words is also different. The three uncles all understand that, taking Jiang Yan as an example, he is at least a cadre when he goes to the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant, so he might be able to ask for something. There's no point in going against him.

Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials. They still understand this truth.

Besides, why not do it if you can sell Jiang Yan a good deal?

He Yuzhu, who was listening next to him, felt warm in his heart after hearing this. Only his boss would care about him like this.

I am right in recognizing this boss. I will listen to my boss more in the future. He has more knowledge than me. More importantly, my boss will never cheat me.

After three drinks and five dishes, several people started chatting away from each other. After drinking the vodka, they served Erguotou. After drinking four bottles of Erguotou, they left.

As a result, half of the people were drunk. Xu Damao, a good-for-nothing, had not finished drinking two bottles of vodka and was already snoring under the table.

After the show ended, Jiang Yan directly carried Xu Damao and He Yuzhu and threw them into his west wing room.

Only Shi Shi and Xiao Liuzi, who were still a little sober, were left to clean up the mess.

Yan Bugui was indeed the Yan Laoji of later generations. He held two empty vodka bottles in his arms when he fell down. I can't even pull it out.