Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Ahaha, brother, you are right. I am the one who is in trouble. How much do you want to sell this car for? Tell me a reasonable price. I really want it."

Xu Damao laughed, knowing that he had violated a taboo in the black market, so he quickly asked the price to cover up his embarrassment.

"One hundred and three!"

"It's too expensive! Your car is second-hand, how can you sell it for so much? How much does a new car cost? A hundred and fifty or six hundred at most!"

"Although this bike is second-hand, all its parts are intact, almost brand new. You can ride it and try it out. Look at the brakes, bell, and chain. They have fresh oil."

"Okay, I'll try riding it."

After a quick check and finding nothing wrong with the bike, Xu Damao got on it, took a ride around and returned.

"Tell me a reasonable price, I really want it!"

"If you really want it, it'll be 120 yuan. Otherwise, forget it. I have no problem selling this car!"

The stall owner gave a discount of ten yuan.

"Okay! One hundred and twenty is one hundred and twenty. I want it."

Xu Damao took out a stack of money and started counting it.

"Brother, come on, do you want to put a basket in the back seat of the car?"

"Pretend! Otherwise, how can you make money by hauling goods?"

"One-sided basket or both sides?"

"Install both sides!"

"Okay! Brother, since you're quick to pay, I'll charge you five dollars for this basket!"

"Isn't your basket too expensive? Others' baskets are two dollars each, but you're charging five dollars!"

"Brother, you don't know that my basket has been boiled in tung oil. Its color and quality are definitely different from those."

"That's good!"

Xu Damao paid the money readily, and then with the help of the stall owner, he got on the bicycle, holding the handlebars with one hand and holding the newly bought handlebars with the other hand, and slowly rode back to the courtyard.

After pushing the two bicycles into the yard one by one, Xu Damao locked them, went into the room and started cooking.

I have to get up in the middle of the night to make money at the ghost market, and I still have to go to work during the day. I don’t live as freely as these people. Now I have made a lot of money, so it’s better for me to go to the ghost market less often.

Waves of sleepiness came over him, and Xu Damao just lay on the bed and fell asleep.

It was already bright outside, and Xu Damao jumped out of bed. It was a bit late, and there was no time to cook, so he decided to buy some food on the way.

"Da Mao, have you eaten? Is this the new car you bought?"

Yan Bugui walked over and asked Xu Damao curiously, with undisguised envy in his eyes.

"It's not new, it's second-hand. I bought it because someone else didn't want it. I got up a little late today and didn't have time to cook. I can just eat something on the way to work later."

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, Damao. Since you can ride the factory bicycle to and from get off work, there's no need to spend the money to buy a new one."

Yan Bugui shook his head and gave instructions, not understanding Xu Damao's wasteful behavior.

"This is the factory's bike after all. It's not as convenient to ride as your own."

Xu Damao explained to the third uncle normally, but to the third uncle, his voice sounded like he was showing off...

"It's true that if one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry!"

Yan Bugui walked away muttering.

Xu Damao smiled slightly and didn't care. The third uncle was called Yan Laoxi by the people in the courtyard. He was the most skilled and good at scheming. He not only schemed against outsiders but also spared his own sons.

As an elementary school teacher, Yan Bugui had to support a large family with his salary. How to distribute the meager salary was a calculating job in itself. One can imagine how he and his wife raised several children.

Because they are very good at calculating where every penny goes, their children have learned and inherited this calculation.

The eldest son and daughter-in-law are better than their father, and his own mother is still looked down upon when she works in his restaurant.

But if you think about it carefully, the third uncle's plan was very successful. He got a bicycle and was even the first person in the whole hospital to buy a TV. He didn't steal, rob or do anything wrong. At least he lived a more clear-headed life than the second uncle.

Xu Damao rode the factory's bicycle and headed straight to the factory.

There was still plenty of time and Xu Damao was not in a hurry. Passing by a breakfast shop, Xu Damao stopped the car and walked in.

"I want a bowl of stewed pork, a fried pie, and two eggs!"

"Okay, I'll be right there. Wait a moment."

After eating and drinking, Xu Damao came to the steel rolling mill and accepted today's screening task.

When Xu Damao saw the address, he realized that this was Sister Li's village. He was overjoyed, but there was no expression on his face. He even felt a little embarrassed.

"This is not close. I'm fine, but I'm afraid this thing will get damaged by the bumps."

"This thing is very sturdy. Just be careful not to drop it. Thanks for the hard work."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Xu Damao rode his bicycle, humming a tune leisurely. Thinking of Sister Li's graceful figure and pretty face, his heart suddenly felt itchy. Hey, that's really exciting!

Suddenly I felt dry mouth and getting irritated.

Walking on the street, Xu Damao looked at the shops on both sides of the road and prepared to buy some snacks for Sister Li, so he parked the car outside a pastry shop.

"I'd like some sweet-scented osmanthus steamed cakes and some Western-style cakes."

Xu Damao is not short of money. He said earlier that these pastries are actually not that expensive and the prices are very affordable.

There was a fruit stall at the door. Xu Damao bought some fruits and put them in his portable space.

After buying the food, I saw a herbal tea stall nearby and a child about four or five years old was watching over the stall.

Xu Damao suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth. This time he was really thirsty. After all, he had eaten salty stewed pork and the fried pork buns were also salty. He also didn't drink any water.

"Get a glass of water. Are you a kid trying to watch the stall by yourself?"

Xu Damao walked over, picked up a cup of tea on the table and started drinking it. The clear tea, with a strong scent of jasmine, was like a clear spring watering a dry field.

Xu Damao only felt a refreshing feeling, and even the heat caused by thinking of Sister Li just now subsided a lot.

"My grandfather is not in good health, so he went over there to get medicine. Uncle, this glass of water is three cents."

Although the child was small and his clothes were not very good, there was even a pudding on one spot, but they were washed very cleanly. Perhaps he also knew that it would be difficult to sell tea if his clothes were dirty.

"Where's your dad?"

"My father went to the war and hasn't come back yet."

Xu Damao took out money to pay the bill, but when he heard these words, he was touched and stopped taking out money.

"Xiao Yuanchao, Xiao Yuanchao! Please don't let the guests drink the hot tea, or they will get scalded."

An old man in gray clothes, carrying a bag of sandpaper, saw his grandson entertaining guests and walked over quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, old man, please slow down!"

"I was in such a hurry when I left that I forgot to bring any money with me. I'll go get something from the back of the car to pay for this cup of tea!"