Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Yan Bugui lowered his head to think about it, then asked Xu Damao what kind of good wine it was. When he heard that it was two bottles of Xifeng, he nodded in agreement.

It's not that the notoriously stingy Yan Lao is unwilling to take advantage of others now, he just doesn't dare to take advantage of the Zeng family. He will still take advantage of others.

Xu Damao took the initiative to offer to join in the partnership. It just so happened that the wine he had was given away last night, so this was just what he needed.

Moreover, Yan Bugui knew that Zeng Wangcai and Xu Damao had no conflicts, otherwise he would not agree. After all, inviting Zeng Wangcai to dinner was the main point.

"That's great. I'll go back to cook and leave the rest to you!" Having achieved his goal, Xu Damao left happily.

When Yan Bugui returned home, a chicken almost scared his aunt to death.

"Are you crazy? Go buy a chicken and you're not living as a family anymore?" The third aunt's face began to twitch with heartache.

Third Aunt knew best how Yan Bugui supported his family with his salary. She also knew that her husband might have bought the chicken on the black market or the pigeon market.

How much does it cost?

The family’s food supply for a month is gone!

"I told you that you have long hair and short vision, but you still refuse to admit it!" Yan Bugui put down the chicken and said unhappily, "You ruined my good mood. My salary has increased, and the money to buy chickens will be available in less than two months. For this reason, shouldn't you treat Wangcai to a meal?"

"The salary has increased, it's really increased..." The third aunt was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling, and she stopped saying things like wasting money.

"That's good to know. We can finish all the formalities today in one day. Tell me, is it fast or not?" Yan Bugui taught him again, "Remember what I said. Go kill the chicken and cook."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll go right away, right away!" The third aunt nodded hurriedly. She knew that she had to invite the neighbors next door to dinner.

In the 60s, during the most difficult times, the stingy people in the courtyard house actually killed their chickens. This was big news.

So people who came back from get off work, came back from out, or passed by would all ask Yan Bugui whether the sun rose from the west today.

Yan Bugui showed his face for a while and gained great satisfaction from the envy and compliments of his neighbors.

He discovered that this kind of satisfaction could not be obtained by saving a few cents. It was the difference between being looked up to and being looked down upon by others.

Before long, everyone in the hospital knew that Yan Bugui had received a salary increase, and he killed a chicken at home to celebrate. As the news spread, what Yan Bugui said last night also spread. The neighbors knew that Yan Bugui received a salary increase because he gave cherry tomatoes to the principal, and he killed the chicken to thank Zeng Wangcai.

"Oh, this is the first time I feel so good." Yan Bugui, who was sitting next to the third aunt and waiting for Zeng Wangcai to come back, said, "We still have to find a way to make more money in the future. Only by making more money can we live well. Saving money doesn't seem to work..."

Yan Bugui seemed to have come to his senses.

After a while, the meal at Yan Bugui's house was not ready yet, but Xu Damao came with dishes and wine.

After a while, Zeng Youqian and his wife came back together.

"Lao Zeng, Lao Zeng, wait a minute!" Yan Bugui hurriedly stood up and greeted him, "Don't cook today, come to our house to eat, we have killed a chicken today."

"Uh..." Zeng Youqian and his wife were not at home for a day, and they were surprised by Yan Bugui's salary increase. "Let's skip the meal, thank you."

Zeng Youqian was as cautious as ever and didn't want to get too involved in the affairs of the yard.

"Don't worry, this is a thank-you banquet!" Yan Bugui grabbed Zeng Youqian's arm and explained, "I got a raise. If it weren't for the bowl of cherry tomatoes given to me by your Wangcai, I wouldn't have gotten this raise. So you have to give me some face today..."

After listening to Yan Bugui's explanation, Zeng Youqian understood.

But he still didn't want to go to the meal, so he smiled and declined: "It's not appropriate. When Wangcai comes back, he will go to eat. We won't go. We still have to cook. There are more than 20 people waiting to eat."

"More than twenty?" Yan Bugui just remembered that there were more than twenty soldiers in the Zeng family. "Then, then..."

After talking for a long time, he really couldn't bring himself to bring the soldiers to the meal as well. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he really couldn't afford it.

"That's it, let's cook!" Zeng Youqian waved his hand and pulled Chen Yumei to cook, and Zhang Xiuzhi came back to help.

At around seven o'clock, Zeng Wangcai brought Xie An and others back.

They went to many places today, such as Wangfujing, and went out to see the Great Wall in the afternoon, so they came back a little late.

"Mom and Dad, is the meal ready? I'm starving!"

"You guys are back. You can eat in a quarter of an hour." Chen Yumei looked up and smiled, "Today we're having pumpkin rice and fish soup, but there's no portion for you."

"Why can't I eat it?" Zeng Wangcai went to the big wooden barrel he brought back this morning and smelled the fragrance of the pumpkin.

"Uncle San will treat you to a meal!" Chen Yumei said with a smile, "You helped him a lot. He couldn't bear to eat the cherry tomatoes you gave him, so he gave them to their principal. Guess what? His salary was raised by one level, and he spent all his money to buy a chicken to treat you to a meal."

“Uh…” Zeng Wangcai didn’t expect this. Giving cherry tomatoes as gifts can increase wages?

Well, let’s go and take a look first!

Zeng Wangcai nodded, and together with Zhang Xiuzhi, they set up two round-table tops at the door. Xie An came over to help after washing his face.

The work was not finished yet, Yan Bugui heard the noise and came out: "Wangcai, come, come, come to my house for dinner."

"Congratulations, Third Uncle!" Zeng Wangcai bowed with a smile.

"Hey, I owe this to you!" Yan Bugui waved his hands quickly, "Without your tomatoes, my salary wouldn't have increased. So I bought a chicken and I'll treat you to a meal."

"Then I won't be polite!" Zeng Wangcai was very curious, could tomatoes have such power?

It was a hot day, so Yan Bugui arranged for us to have dinner at home.

When the two of them entered the house, the food had already been served. There were only three people at their main table today, and even the third aunt didn't come up.

"Oh, Big Cat is here too!" As soon as Zeng Wangcai entered the house, he saw Xu Damao standing beside the dining table. In addition to the dishes, there were two bottles of Xifeng on the table.

No need to ask, Xu Damao has something to do.

When the meal started, Yan Bugui thanked Zeng Wangcai right from the start, raised his own glass, and Xu Damao accompanied him.

After a round of drinks, Yan Bugui started talking. Naturally, he would not hide anything from Zeng Wangcai and told him in great detail the gift-giving process and the principal's reaction.

"Brother Wangcai, you are simply amazing!" Xu Damao flattered him with a smile, "You are awesome at everything you do. I heard that you won a second-class merit? You will be promoted!"

"No, the military district had this idea, but I rejected it!" Zeng Wangcai was not showing off, but speaking the truth, "They asked me to be the company commander, but I refused."

Old Man Yang had expressed this idea, and Zeng Wangcai did refuse, but he had something to say now and couldn't refuse.

On Sunday, Old Man Yang and the other two will get together to talk about this matter.

Zeng Wangcai wanted to do the three old men's work, and the three old men also wanted to do his job.

Yan Bugui and Xu Damao looked at each other and smiled bitterly. There were still people who refused to be officials.

"Don't tell this to Old Liu, otherwise he will be so angry that he will die. He has dreamed of becoming an official all his life." Yan Bugui joked.

"Don't mention him. Why would you do anything for him? It's just a bummer!" Zeng Wangcai took a sip of wine, glanced at Xu Damao and said, "Why did you manage to get here today? Didn't you go to the countryside to show movies?"

"I'm back. I came back yesterday!" Xu Damao raised his wine glass and said, "Hey, brother Wangcai, you have to help me. Sell me some of your good things, such as cherry tomatoes and sweet watermelons. As long as they are rare, I will give them to the Lou family."

Zeng Wangcai laughed when he heard this. So you want to make trouble and ask me for help?