Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai underestimated the crazy purchasing power of the Chinese people and also underestimated how pitiful they are.

After so many years of ticket control, this is the first time I can buy things freely, and they are good things that can be used by the whole family. Who wouldn’t go crazy?

What is visiting relatives?

Go cool off over there. If your relatives find out, they will come back and grab your things. If you don’t buy them now, they will be gone soon.

So, after Zeng Wangcai released his trump card, the scene suddenly exploded.

The family divided the work, the men stayed at the scene to grab the goods, the women went back to get the money, and some even went home to get baskets to pack the goods.

These people all chose not to make it public and only notified their families to come over, but the shop was located at a three-way intersection.

Chinese people have the tendency to follow the crowd, so when passers-by see the hunting, they will come over to take a look even if they don’t want to buy anything.

So starting from a little after eight o'clock, by nine o'clock, Gatlin was the only one left in the shop.

"Ahhh hahaha..." Liu Qunying, who was counting money and doing accounts, laughed like Sister Pomegranate who had rolled in the woodshed with Chen Baixiang.

"Manager, we've made a fortune..." Song Yanyan instantly became obsessed with money, "The goods were sold out at nine o'clock, hurry up and get more."

"What are you doing here? It's not Chinese New Year?" Zeng Wangcai came in with a bunch of bars hanging on his body. "It's terrible. My goodness, it almost tore me apart. It's closed. It's Chinese New Year. It will open again on the fourth day of the New Year."

"No, business is so good, why celebrate the New Year?" Liu Qunying has already experienced the joy of booming business and doesn't want to get off work at all, "Let's get some more goods to sell."

"Yes, our family, our family...we didn't buy anything. We came late..." Song Yanyan said with a pout.

She had already made an agreement with her family yesterday to come buy some things today so that she would look good when her boyfriend came to visit.

Now it’s gone, all of a sudden.

"No, there's no end to making money. I've left a portion for you. Go to the big warehouse and get it. Keep a record. I'll deduct it from your salary. We'll close the store and celebrate the New Year. You don't celebrate the New Year, but we still have to celebrate the New Year..."

Going home for the New Year.

Zeng Wangcai opened this shop not for the purpose of making money. His main purpose was to renovate the house and give his mother something to do. His deeper purpose was to promote something through this shop.

Back in the yard, Chen Yumei was like a magpie, whispering about the shop's business in Zeng Youqian's ear.

Zeng Youqian was actually watching at the door early in the morning. When he saw the smile on his daughter-in-law's face and the spirit in her eyes, he realized his son's good intentions.

There were also neighbors in the courtyard who stole things from shops and tried to get a bargain. No one remembered anything about the United Front, so they quietly hid the things and didn't let anyone know.

They have benefited from Zeng Wangcai, but are still thinking about extorting money from him.

"Okay, mom, get ready to go back home for the New Year. Grandma is waiting!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you forget everything I said. I'm leaving now!" Chen Yumei went into the house to pack up, came out, held Zeng Wangcai's face, and suddenly said emotionally, "Thank you, son..."

"Mom, my teeth are falling out!"

"You little bastard, on the first day of the new year, I, your mother, am going to say something nice to you. You are... itching for trouble, right?"

"Haha, this is my mother..."

"Go away, come back as soon as you're done."

"Night Market!"

Grandma was watching Zeng Wangcai and his mother quarreling with a smile on her face. Suddenly, she heard the words "night market" and said slowly, "Your grandfather has died many years ago. Remember to burn some incense for him after you're done."

"..."

Are you playing the role of Guo Da here?

It has been a tradition for the Zeng family to go back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year for many years. In addition, the house needs to be repaired this year and cannot be lived in, so they have to go back even more.

It took two modified vans to accommodate the whole family. It is much better now than before. We only need to go back with the people and no longer need to bring anything.

Zeng Wangcai sent his family away and drove the Mercedes Benz to find Lei Daqiang first. He gave him the key to the yard behind the shop and asked him to work harder, start work earlier and hire more people.

Zeng Wangcai then became busy. He had to go to Lin Huyang's home, but not to Huang Liang's home because they had followed the car to the countryside.

As a result, after the first family, there was one more person, Lin Huyang, in the car. After Lin Huyang came back, he was not used to life at home and was extremely bored.

Zeng Wangcai spent two hours visiting all the households he needed to visit, and then immediately drove back to the village in order to get home before lunch.

......

"Yang Ruihua, Yang Ruihua, why didn't you call me..." Yan Bugui opened his eyes and found that it was bright outside and it was too late for him to go out to pay New Year's greetings and earn some peanuts and sunflower seeds.

"I just woke up too." Auntie No. 3 said in a daze, "I don't know whose child it was, but they were so unlucky that they started setting off firecrackers at around 4 a.m., which made me unable to sleep. I fell asleep again at dawn, but I didn't expect to oversleep."

"Hi, me too..." Yan Bugui calmed himself down, and the couple hurriedly washed up.

There were many people like them in the courtyard. Those who were older and light sleepers were woken up and fell into a drowsy sleep later.

After getting up, Yan Bugui found that there were not many people in the yard, so he went to the back seat to see the eldest couple, only to find that they were sleeping soundly without even turning over.

Young people who don’t have the task of paying New Year’s greetings get up even later and watch TV in the middle of the night. None of them can fall asleep until the early morning.

"This is outrageous..." Yan Bugui didn't want to disturb his son's sweet dream, so he went to the central courtyard.

He found that Yi Zhonghai had not gotten up either, so he went to Sha Zhu's door and knocked: "Sha Zhu, Sha Zhu..."

In Yan Bugui's eyes, Sha Zhu is now someone who can be bullied, so there is nothing to worry about if you wake him up.

"What are you doing, uncle? It's so early in the morning..." Sha Zhu, who was alone, came out yawning and putting on his clothes.

"You...you...go and see how the Zeng family's shop is doing next door." Yan Bugui said.

"You can go there yourself. You can see it just outside your house."

"Hey, I can't order you around anymore, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you at your uncle's house."

After the old man had finished quarreling with Sha Zhu, he went on to quarrel with Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai is also a lonely man. He is old and lives alone. When he got up last night, he was blown by a bit of wind, so his head was a little unclear, so he didn't get up early in the morning.

Originally, Yi Zhonghai thought that someone would come to wish him a happy new year early in the morning on the first day of the new year, and then he found out that he didn't get up and felt uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, there were few visitors.

It was precisely because of the loneliness that Yi Zhonghai became more determined to let Sha Zhu take care of him in his old age.

"Hey, Old Yi, your hair is a little hot..." Yan Bugui came at the right time and discovered that something was wrong with Yi Zhonghai.

"It's okay, I just caught a cold. I'll be fine after lying down for a while." Yi Zhonghai said, propping up half of his body.

"Old Yi, you're getting old, don't force yourself." Yan Bugui brought a stool and sat down beside the bed. "I'll ask Sha Zhu to look after Zeng's shop. When he comes back, I'll ask him to go to the hospital and prescribe some medicine for you."

Just this one sentence warmed Yi Zhonghai's cold heart.

After a while, Sha Zhu opened the door curtain and came in, shouting, "Uncle One and Uncle Three, this is strange, Wangcai's shop is closed."

Is it really closed?