Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Okay, brother, I got it. I'll go talk to him when I'm done with my work." Zhang Tietou promised, patting his chest.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. Also, you have to pay attention to the price. Try to negotiate it as low as possible, but don't go too high." Xu Damao reminded.

"Don't worry, brother. I know my limits. I will bargain with him and try to lower the price. Brother, you will just spend less money." Zhang Tietou said confidently.

"Well, you take care of this matter. After you buy it, you can find someone to build two rooms next to the gate in the warehouse yard, a kitchen and a living room. Then I will find someone to live there specifically to look after the warehouse."

"Okay, big brother, leave this matter to me! By the way, there are many bricklayers on Liu Erye's street. You can tell him when the time comes. It will definitely save you a lot of money." Zhang Tietou suggested.

"Don't bother Mr. Liu with this little thing. Just tell Mr. Zhao about it and he'll take care of it."

"yes, Sir."

"Let's eat first. After you finish eating, remember to bring some food back for Genwang."

"Okay big brother!"

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"Da Mao, where have you been these days? Why can't we find you in our compound?"

That afternoon, Xu Damao, who had just returned to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, was stopped by Yan Bugui as soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard.

"Teacher Yan, I was out doing some small business with my friend. I was pressed for time, so I didn't come back to stay."

Xu Damao made up lies very casually without feeling embarrassed or nervous at all.

"Oh? What business?"

Hearing this, Yan Bugui's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested. He continued to ask, "How much money can I make?"

"What other business could it be? I'm just dealing in those old things. I can't do any other business. I've been really busy these past few days. But even though I'm tired, I've collected a lot of goods in the village."

Xu Damao spoke in a deep voice and acted as if he was very tired.

"You received a lot of goods? Damao, are you planning to sell them at the ghost market?"

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"Well, we must sell them, otherwise why would we keep these things?"

Xu Damao nodded as a matter of course.

"Okay, when you get there, call me and we'll go together!" Xu Damao said with a smile.

"Hey, Teacher Yan, are your friends sending you things again?" Xu Damao asked curiously.

"Yeah, Damao, your guess is right. When you go to the ghost market, call me." Yan Bugui nodded proudly.

"Okay, Teacher Yan, I will definitely call you when the time comes, but I have to go back and rest now. I'm so tired these past two days. But Teacher Yan, what did your friend give you this time?"

Xu Damao deliberately acted nonchalant and asked the question casually.

After all, Yan Bugui's friends are good at moving mountains, and you never know what they will suddenly come up with.

"Hey, there's nothing there, just some small stuff, some old jade pieces, some small plates from the past, and a bigger jar." Yan Bugui said it directly without thinking too much.

"Okay, Teacher Yan, you have to put the things away and let me take a look at them tomorrow." Xu Damao smiled.

"I originally wanted to let you take a look at it. After all, you know something about this thing, so you can estimate its price for me. Otherwise, I will bring it to you after dinner?" Yan Bugui said impatiently.

He knew very well that Xu Damao was an expert. He had been to the ghost market with him several times and made a lot of money every time. Therefore, Yan Bugui was very convinced of Xu Damao's ability to appraise treasures.

Moreover, Xu Damao often went to the countryside to collect those old items. In addition, he often showed movies in the village. In his spare time, he would go from street to street to buy old things. As a result, his knowledge naturally broadened.

"Okay, Teacher Yan, come over when it's dark." Xu Damao responded casually and pushed his bicycle towards his home.

"I wonder what good stuff this old guy has got." Xu Damao muttered as he walked into the house, sat on the bed, and then muttered. Then, he started to light a fire and cook, waiting for Yan Bugui to arrive.

Let's make something spicy and delicious tonight! Let's make it richer. When Yan Bugui comes later, let him satisfy his cravings. If he can't finish it, you can do him a favor and let him take it away.

In this way, if the things that Yan Bugui brought were indeed good things, the finest antiques, he could take the initiative. After all, Yan Bugui was relatively easy to deal with.

He did what he said! Xu Damao first killed a chicken and chopped it into small pieces, then took out two pig's trotters and a few potatoes, washed them all and cut them into pieces. Then, he took out some fresh chili peppers, peppercorns and other seasonings from his portable space and prepared to start cooking.

Then I put two spoonfuls of white lard in the pot. It would be more fragrant if I added more oil!

When the oil temperature in the pot rose to 60% hot, Xu Damao threw the chopped onion, ginger and a handful of dried chilies directly into the pot, and then threw in a handful of peppercorns.

Suddenly, a pungent smell that was both numbing and spicy filled the air. Xu Damao's nose started to itch and he couldn't help sneezing.

"It's really fucking awesome!" Xu Damao couldn't help but sigh as he sneezed. He felt that the taste was very satisfying, as if it could stimulate the taste buds and increase one's appetite.

After stir-frying for a few times, Xu Damao added the pig's trotters and chicken pieces. Because there were too many ingredients, the small wok was almost full. Looking at the pot full of food, Xu Damao was full of anticipation.

Add another spoonful of soybean paste and continue stir-frying, and the rich aroma will spread.

"It smells so good! That little bastard Xu Damao must be back."

Jia Zhang smelled the fragrance, sniffed, and instantly felt that the steamed bread in her hand was no longer fragrant.

"Dongxu, it's time to get your salary. Remember to buy more meat and let Huairu eat more. She is producing milk to feed my precious grandson."

Jia Zhang said to her son.

"I know. Mom, let me tell you something. It's okay to curse Xu Damao at home, but don't let others hear it."

"Hey, Dongxu, are you afraid of Xu Damao? Even if I go out and scold him, he won't dare to do anything to me!"

Jia Zhang said with some guilt.

"Okay, Mom. Everyone in our courtyard knows what kind of person Xu Damao used to be."

"Although Xu Damao's temperament has changed a lot now, he is not as difficult to deal with as before, and his words are not as mean as before, but it is difficult to change a person's nature."

Jia Dongxu frowned and looked at Jia Zhang seriously.

When Jia Zhang heard this, she immediately became anxious: "How dare he! Our Jia family is not afraid of the Xu family."