Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Good wine! But how can we let Third Master do it himself? Third Master is a teacher, so I should do the job of making pancakes."

"There is nothing your uncle doesn't know. Just because I am also a teacher, how can I teach the children if I don't know enough?"

"The wine that Teacher Yan brought is really good. Such good wine must be expensive, right?"

"Well, to be honest, these were all given to me by others. You know, there are a few students from well-off families. If you insist on refusing their gifts, they will inevitably think too much. I am doing this for their own good."

Apart from anything else, the Wangshanhe wine brought by the third uncle did taste excellent. Xu Damao knew after taking a sip that the taste of this thing was no different from the Feitian Maozi he had drunk in his previous life.

After three rounds of drinks, half of the peanuts and dried tofu on the table were gone. Xu Damao stood up and prepared to make pancakes.

"Uncle San, you eat first. I'll go make the pancakes!"

"Don't worry, I'm coming."

Seeing this, Yan Bugui put down his chopsticks, got up and went to the kitchen, where he saw Xu Damao using a gourd ladle to scoop white flour from the flour jar into the mixing basin.

"I'll make some noodles!"

The third uncle took the dough basin, washed his hands carefully, and then began to prepare the dough.

"Da Mao, there are some particular ways to make dough. First, you need to use warm water, and the water temperature should not be too high. Then, adding some eggs and oil will make it even better."

"There is warm water! There are also eggs and oil. I am stupid and don't understand so much. Third uncle knows more."

Xu Damao took out a bowl and spoke, then picked up a spoon and scooped out a spoonful of boiling turtle soup from the pot, then added some cold water, and the warm water for kneading the dough was ready.

After handing the bowl to the somewhat confused Yan Bugui, he opened a box at random, took out two eggs from it, walked to a ceramic jar, picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of animal oil, and poured it directly into the dough bowl.

"Teacher Yan, is this enough oil?"

"That's enough, it's just warm water?"

"What's wrong? Is the water still hot? Do you want to add some cooler water?"

"The water temperature is fine, but this is my first time using this turtle soup to make noodles."

"There's no water in the thermos. There's nothing we can do about it, Third Uncle. You can just make do with the turtle soup."

"Haha, that's okay too!"

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses and started kneading the dough.

He skillfully beat the eggs into a bowl, added some salt, stirred it a few times with chopsticks, added some water, and began to knead the dough with skillful techniques. After three or four minutes, he had kneaded a dough.

"Hey! Uncle Third is really good. The dough is well kneaded, and the basin, chopping board and hands are all clean. Great!"

Xu Damao gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"Of course. The dough needs to be rested for a while so that the pancakes will taste good."

Yan Bugui put the dough on the chopping board and prepared to cook it later.

"Uncle, there's no need to let the dough rest. The soup is almost ready. Let's just make the pancakes."

"also!"

Yan Bugui skillfully divided the large dough into several small doughs, then rolled the small doughs into pancakes with a rolling pin, put them in the pan and started making pancakes.

The pancakes were ready and the turtle soup in the pot was almost cooked. Xu Damao poured the turtle soup into a small porcelain bowl, put the pancakes on a plate, and brought them to the wine table.

"I can't drink anymore."

"This is just a little more than one glass, Third Uncle, you should drink more good wine."

"Although this wine is good, it can't be eaten or spent. Alas, it is of little use to me."

"Uncle, I know your family is in financial difficulty and your entire family depends on you for support. If you don't want this wine, you can sell it at a low price to get some money."

Xu Damao gave Yan Bugui an idea.

Liquor is one of China's traditional drinks, and the prices in the fifties and sixties have high historical and cultural value.

In this era, liquor is a luxury that only a few people can taste.

According to relevant data, the price of liquor in the 1950s was generally around two to ten yuan, and the price in each province was slightly different.

For most people at that time, a few dollars were enough to buy a large amount of daily necessities, such as rice, flour, cooking oil, etc. It can be seen that the price of liquor was very high and it was only available to a few people.

"Da Mao, your method is good, but you also know that I am a teacher in the school after all, and it is really embarrassing to do these things."

"Da Mao, you know a lot of people outside and have a wide range of connections. Can you help me sell the wine at home? You will definitely benefit from it when the time comes."

"No problem! Leave it to me. I can help you sell as much wine as Teacher Yan has, but..."

"Hey, Damao, as long as you help me get this done, you'll get some benefits. How about this, we split the money 20-80, you 20-80?"

"Uncle, aren't you afraid that I'll cheat you? For example, this Wangshanhe wine is sold at two dollars and fifty cents a bottle in the store."

"If you ask me to sell it, I definitely can't sell it at this price. I can only sell it for between 1.5 and 1.8 yuan. It's hard to say what the price will be."

"Uncle, do you have a lot of wine at home? If there is a lot, you can sell some. If there are only 3 or 4 bottles, you might as well keep them for yourself."

"A lot. I don't usually drink, but most of the drinks were taken away by those two old guys Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong!"

"Every time these two guys prepare some cold wild vegetables, they ask me to bring some wine! I have also inquired about the prices of the wines I have stored these days. Don't worry, Damao, I absolutely trust you."

"Uncle, this shouldn't be the case. He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu seem to be more honest than me, right? We should ask them to handle this matter anyway."

"Why did you choose me? After all, to put it bluntly, I give people a sense of unreliability in this compound."

"Da Mao, your uncle is very good at judging people. He Yuzhu is just a simpleton. He can do rough work, but you want him to do business? He really can't do it!"

"As for Jia Dongxu, hey, I told you not to spread it."

"I keep my mouth shut."

"As for Jia Dongxu, his unreasonable mother, he should not be allowed to do this, otherwise he will definitely get into trouble."

"So it's up to you, Damao, to do this. You've been smart since you were a child, and I completely trust you."

"I also know the selling price of this wine in the store. When the time comes, just lower the price a little bit and sell it. Don't lower it too much. The ones I have preserved are all in good condition."

"Of course, if you can sell it at a high price, that's your ability. A bottle of wine costs three dollars, and you sell it for two dollars and eighty. You can even tell me it's two dollars and three hundred! Hehe."

"Well, after we finish eating, I'll go to your house to check out Third Uncle's wine, but we have to make an agreement so that we don't end up in an unpleasant situation because of this! Does Third Aunt know about this?"

"This is what your third aunt proposed. How about this? Your third aunt and I will bring the wine over later. Let's take a look at the variety and price first."