Siheyuan: The farm in my mind is in your hands.

Chen Jianghe took a walk along Qianmen Street and even went to the three shops he inherited to act as a customer.

After the street office rented these houses, they still sold dim sum, but no longer hung the Zhengmingzhai sign.

When Chen Jianghe was a child, his mother and grandfather had a bad relationship, so he rarely ate the authentic food from Zhengmingzhai.

In order to make up for the lack of snacks in his childhood, he bought a few pieces of various dim sum.

It’s not much, just try it for fun.

Even if I can’t finish it, I can take it back and give it to Duoduo as a snack.

As a result, the taste of dim sum nowadays is really hard to describe.

The crispy ones are not crispy, and the soft ones are hard...

It is definitely not made according to the Zhengmingzhai recipe, otherwise how could it be so famous after being passed down for a hundred years.

The fact that things nowadays taste bad is just a poison.

Chen Jianghe found that the salespeople here all had stern faces. If you didn’t know, you would think that he owed others money!

Adding poison to poison, it would be a wonder if this could make money.

The rent that Chen Jianghe receives every month is all legal income. Regardless of whether the shop is profitable to others or not, the rent is not less.

So he still very much hopes that the shop will get better and better.

But if it keeps losing money, the street office should not continue to spend money to support it.

I just don’t know whether others will transform their products or cancel their leases by then.

Chen Jianghe’s idea is very simple, any money he can earn is good enough.

If things really don't work out and the other party cancels the lease, I will just close the shop.

After a few decades, he will just be a "Grandpa Fang" lying down.

If this shop had been run by the family from the beginning, it would not only lose money but also lose lives.

Because the former merchants have now transformed into ordinary workers!

Everyone is treated equally and no one is superior to anyone else.

As for the resurgence of certain elements decades later, we can only say that wildfires cannot be extinguished and new elements will emerge in the spring breeze.

The wheel of history rolls on and on, and what changes are only one generation of people, while the things remain the same.

After leaving the dim sum shop, Chen Jianghe suddenly had the urge to check in at Beixinqiao, "Let's go see the legendary internet celebrity destination."

Everyone knows that Beixinqiao is not worthy of its name, there is no bridge or bridge wings at all.

According to legend, hundreds of years ago, when Liu Bowen was building a city, a dragon caused trouble and was eventually captured and beaten up.

They say that when the Beixinqiao Bridge becomes old, that will be the time when others can regain their freedom. So we can wait.

When the flowers have all withered and the sea has cried, just for that one answer~

……

Chen Jianghe passed by a shop on Qianmen Street without paying attention to the shop next to it.

A tall, thin man was licking his face and talking to a young, curly-haired woman.

Others were impatient in their hearts but didn't show it on their faces, and were looking out the door.

The man was Fan Jinyou, the secretary of Qianmen Street.

The woman was Chen Xueru, the former owner of a silk shop. She no longer dressed so ostentatiously, but she was still as pretty as ever.

Just then I saw a handsome guy on a bicycle passing by the door.

The young man turned around inadvertently and bumped into someone's heart.

The man had a well-proportioned figure, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and most importantly, a smile in his eyes...

He looks just like Yang Guo who walked out of a novel, and he can mislead people at first sight!

Chen Xueru took two quick steps toward the door and could only see the other person's back disappearing around the corner.

Love the street behind the corner, can I accompany you?

"Xue Ru, Xue Ru?"

Fan Jinyou shouted a few more times. Why did the person suddenly run away while he was saying this?

"Ah? Officer Fan, I know what you said."

Chen Xueru, who was daydreaming, was brought back to reality by Fan Jinyou's shouts. She was so annoyed that she wanted to get rid of him quickly.

Recently, Fan Jinyou has not been staying at the tavern. He runs to her side whenever he gets the chance. It is obvious that he has bad intentions.

This person has a bad conscience. It is impossible for a good person to squeeze out Xu Huizhen, the "money-making rake".

Therefore, Chen Xueru didn't want to have too much involvement with Fan Jinyou, for fear of being cheated by this villain.

Thinking back to the beginning, Hou Cheng got married to her and then ran away to Chouzi Country. What a coincidence.

The key is that she is a good-looking woman. Without a man to support her at home, she is easily coveted by some Phoenix men like Fan Jinyou.

Everyone knows that others are after her money as well as her as a person.

Chen Xueru is not stupid, but she is helpless and can only hold on one day at a time.

However, that stunning glimpse just now made her long-silent heart beat violently again.

Since the other person showed up on a bicycle, it means he is not from another place. As long as you pay attention, there should be a chance to meet him.

Seeing that the woman was not interested in his proposal, Fan Jinyou did not rush, as he could not eat hot tofu in a hurry.

I am a street official and I will be able to become a regular employee sooner or later. Then I won't be afraid that Chen Xueru will disobey me.

……

Here, Chen Jianghe rode his 28-inch bicycle straight to Beixinqiao.

After arriving at the place, I touched the edge of the well to feel the heavy sense of history.

However, apart from the rough touch of the stone, there was nothing special to discover.

There were a few old men playing chess under a tree nearby, and he watched a few games.

In the end, he couldn't help it and took action himself.

How should I put it? Chen Jianghe's chess skills are on par with Liu Haizhong, the second uncle of the Siheyuan.

After a fierce fight, he lost six games in a row and could hardly keep his pants.

Of course, the gentlemen are all gentlemen, they don’t take off people’s clothes, they just do it for fun.

"Master, please let me go. I have lost six battles today. I admit defeat."

Chen Jianghe really couldn't sit still. He had nothing to do, so he came to Qianmen Street to seek trouble.

It’s a good thing that no one familiar was present, otherwise I would have been unable to recover my face today.

“That won’t do, kid.

I remember the Battle of Banpo that year, when the little white dragon with the long spear went in and out seven times.

I still have one round left today, let's continue."

The old man in the game took a sip of tea from the small teapot and felt refreshed.

"Okay, then I'll risk my life to accompany you, and let's play one last round."

Chen Jianghe had no choice but to continue.

There is no coward among the men in this city. If something happens, we will fight to the death. After all, we are good people.

Another half hour passed.

The bystanders watched the game in silence, and both sides made their moves without regret!

"Okay! You win!"

It's not that Chen Jianghe deliberately let the old man go, he really couldn't turn against him even if he wanted to.

After the black and white pieces fell, he also wanted to take charge of the country, but he was chased and blocked all the way and was wiped out!

"Hey! Look at that little Zhao Yun, he was able to fight his way in and out of Changban Slope seven times, and no one dared to stop him..."

The old man was very happy as he won his seventh consecutive championship today. He immediately started singing an opera and waved his hand to signal Chen Jianghe that he could leave.

Chen Jianghe got on his bicycle and rushed home without looking back. With such a powerful mount, he could be considered a little Zhao Yun.

He has made up his mind that he will go find the third uncle when he returns. He must get back what he has lost!

……

"Hey, Chen Jianghe, you're finally back!"

As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, the "gatekeeper" Yan Bugui saw him at a glance and hurried out to talk to him.

Teacher Yan’s broken-leg glasses have been tied with a rope and can be used for a few more years.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Chen Jianghe looked strange. Could it be that the news of his frequent ins and outs had leaked out so quickly? This shouldn't be the case...

Those old men's legs are definitely not as fast as my 28-inch bicycle.

"You should go back and check. Street Director Wang came to your house today, and two policemen came later!"

“Why are the police coming to my house?”

Chen Jianghe's heart was beating fast. Could it be that his being a nobody would bring disaster to his family?