Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

After He Yuzhu sealed all the wine jars containing persimmons with yellow mud, he washed his muddy hands and realized that he seemed to have forgotten to save some to eat. He hadn't tasted them yet. But it didn't matter. Zhang Dashan would send a new batch the day after tomorrow, and he would taste them then.

He Yuzhu carefully locked the door of the storage room and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure everything was safe. In fact, for He Yuzhu, there was no need to buy new wine jars, because there were many empty wine jars in that mysterious blessed land.

However, the problem was how to take these wine jars out. Such huge objects could not just appear out of thin air like magic, right? So he had to go to the market to buy some new wine jars and drag them into the yard in a dignified manner. In this way, everyone in the yard would know that he had bought the wine jars.

The day after tomorrow, the batch of persimmons sent by Zhang Dashan can be processed. After a period of waiting, He Yuzhu will transfer the wine jars filled with persimmon vinegar to the blessed land cave for storage. At this moment, he plans to use a trick of "replacing the prince with a cat" - using the free wine jars in the blessed land cave to replace the original ones.

After the persimmons have been brewed into delicious vinegar, they will be returned to their original place. After all, the temperature in the Fudi Cave is relatively low, and this environment is more conducive to the fermentation of persimmon vinegar. Only when the persimmon vinegar is fully fermented can it be safely moved out of the Fudi Cave and stored in the storage room.

Two days later in the afternoon, Zhang Dashan arrived at the gate of the courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang as agreed. This time, Zhang Dashan borrowed a large cart from the village and brought his son to deliver persimmons to He Yuzhu. After all, it was rare for He Yuzhu to ask for so many people at once. Zhang Dashan walked to the gate of the courtyard, and because he didn't know whether He Yuzhu had returned from get off work, Zhang Dashan was going to go into the yard to ask someone if He Yuzhu was at home.

As soon as Zhang Dashan walked into the front yard of the courtyard, Uncle Yan Bugui's wife Auntie saw him and immediately asked, "Who are you and what are you doing in our yard?"

"Hello, sister. Is He Yuzhu from your yard at home? I am here to deliver persimmons to him today. He asked me to deliver persimmons to him this afternoon the day before yesterday." Zhang Dashan said to the third aunt with a smile.

"Zhu Zi, he is not at home. He probably hasn't come back yet. You should wait for him for a while. I remember he bought several hundred kilograms a few days ago. Why is he buying more? It must not be enough." The third aunt asked in confusion.

"Thank you, sister. I'll wait for him at the door." Zhang Dashan did not respond to the third aunt's words. He turned around and walked out of the yard and came to the gate of the courtyard. Zhang Dashan walked to the door. Zhang Dashan's son, who was squatting on the ground, saw his father coming out and immediately stood up and asked, "Dad, do you think that person is home?"

"Daniu, I asked his neighbors in the yard and he's not home. He probably hasn't gotten off work yet. We just need to wait for him at the door. He should be back soon."

"Okay, Dad. I'll unload the persimmons on the cart and put them on the ground so the ox can rest." After saying this, Zhang Daniu took the baskets of persimmons off the cart and put them next to the wall of the courtyard.

After Zhang Daniu put all the persimmon baskets on the ground, he said to Zhang Dashan, "Dad, this He Yuzhu you mentioned is really a benefactor to our family. If it weren't for him, all our persimmons would have rotted on the trees."

"That's right! It's rare to find such a kind-hearted person like him who is both capable and willing to help others! The money he gets from buying these persimmons from our family will be enough for you to find a wife! When we get home, Dad will immediately go find the matchmaker in the village and ask her to help find a satisfactory wife for you." Zhang Dashan said with emotion.

Zhang Daniu couldn't help but grin after hearing what his father said, and then asked, "Dad, how much do you plan to sell this truckload of persimmons for?"

"We don't sell by weight. People are just trying to be nice to us. As long as he's willing to pay 30 yuan for this whole truckload of persimmons, it'll be fine." Zhang Dashan replied after a moment's thought.

"Dad, this truck is loaded with at least 1500 kilograms of persimmons. Wouldn't it be a big loss if we sell it to him at this price?" Zhang Daniu felt that the selling price seemed too low.

"Danniu, you should be content with what you have! This truck full of persimmons can only be turned into real money if they are sold successfully. If they cannot be sold, they are worthless even if they are still hanging high on the branches! The prices offered by those vendors who come to buy them are so low. It is already very good to be able to make a deal at this price." Zhang Dashan advised Zhang Daniu in an earnest and meaningful tone.

"Besides, how much is the grain in the field worth? A pound of grain can only be sold for a few cents! And our family has nothing but a lot of persimmon trees on the mountain! As long as our whole family works together and sells the persimmons picked after a whole day of hard work, we can earn much more money than those farmers who plant two more acres of land! What else can you complain about?"

Zhang Daniu said with anticipation: "Yes, it would be great if that buyer came to buy our persimmons every year! In this way, our family's life would be greatly improved!" Zhang Daniu muttered to himself while imagining the beautiful days in the future.

However, Zhang Dashan seemed more realistic and calm. After listening to his son's words, he simply replied: "Let's think about next year's affairs when next year comes."

As soon as the words fell, the father and son fell into silence. They each had their own expectations for their future lives, but they also understood that things are unpredictable and plans cannot keep up with changes. At this moment, they can only silently pray for good weather and good harvests in the coming year, and hope that their persimmons can be sold at a good price.

Zhang Dashan and his son waited anxiously at the gate of the courtyard. Time passed by minute by minute. After about half an hour, they finally saw a figure riding a bicycle slowly coming towards them. That person was He Yuzhu, who was riding slowly on the road of Nanluoguxiang.

He Yuzhu noticed the oxcart parked at the gate of the courtyard from afar, and thought to himself: "Looking at the situation, it's probably Zhang Dashan who's bringing me persimmons." Thinking of this, he immediately put more effort into his feet and pedaled the bicycle hard a few times, trying to get there faster.

As the distance got closer, He Yuzhu's guess was confirmed. Sure enough, the person standing in front of him was Zhang Dashan, and there were baskets of fresh persimmons on the ground next to the ox cart. He Yuzhu quickly jumped off the bicycle, walked forward with a smile on his face, and greeted him warmly: "Oh, Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry, I got home a little late from get off work today, you must be waiting anxiously."

Zhang Dashan looked up after hearing He Yuzhu's voice and saw that it was He Yuzhu. He immediately stood up from the ground and said, "We just got here a while ago. It's okay. I brought you the persimmons you wanted. Take a look. Don't worry, I picked them all carefully. There is absolutely no bad one."

"Uncle Zhang, I absolutely trust your persimmons! Are these all given to me?" He Yuzhu asked puzzledly, his eyes falling on the red persimmons in the corner.

"Yes, I've sent them all to you. What's the matter? Do you think it's too much?" Zhang Dashan asked back a little nervously.

"No, no, I just asked casually. Don't worry, Uncle Zhang, I can definitely digest so many persimmons, and I will never let you take them back. By the way, this is your son, right?" He Yuzhu pointed to Zhang Daniu who was standing aside.

"Oh, that's right, he is the eldest son in my family, named Daniu. Daniu, why don't you even say hello to him when you see him? Say hello quickly!" Zhang Dashan said to Zhang Daniu with a hint of reproach.

"Hey, hello, my name is Zhang Daniu." Zhang Daniu scratched his head, smiled silly and greeted He Yuzhu.

"It's okay, Brother Daniu, hello! My name is He Yuzhu. In that case, let's move these persimmons into the yard together. Please, just keep an eye on the car at the door." He Yuzhu smiled and greeted Zhang Daniu, then prepared to move the persimmons.

"Hey, wait, Xiao He. You moved everything by yourself last time, and we can't let you do it again this time. You just got off work, so you should take a rest first. You just need to tell us where to put the father and son, and we will take care of the rest." Zhang Dashan hurriedly stopped He Yuzhu who was about to take action, and said with concern.

"Uncle, you are too polite! There is no need for us to be so fussy about it. Someone has to stay behind to look after the goods anyway. You are older and a senior, so let me and Brother Daniu handle this kind of small matter. It's just a matter of putting in a little more effort. Oh, by the way, uncle, how much cargo did you load in your car today? I'll give you the money directly later." He Yuzhu asked with a smile.

Zhang Dashan smiled and replied, "Today's truckload is full of fresh persimmons, about 1500 kilograms. Just give me 30 yuan."

"1500 jin?! That's so much!" He Yuzhu widened his eyes in surprise, and then asked doubtfully, "I said it's so much more than the car I bought the day before yesterday. Are you sure it only costs 30 yuan? You won't lose money, right?"

Zhang Dashan waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone: "These persimmons are all grown on fruit trees in the mountains. They don't need special care at ordinary times. I just spend some time picking them. If no one bought them in previous years, they would have rotted on the trees. So 30 yuan is enough for me."

"Just keep it in mind. By the way, Uncle Zhang, don't take these baskets of persimmons back. Just sell them to me. I don't have enough baskets at home to hold so many persimmons." He Yuzhu said, pointing at the baskets on the ground.

"I'm giving you the baskets for free. In previous years, when merchants came to our place to buy persimmons, the merchant had to prepare the baskets. The baskets were free of charge. They are all woven with rattan from the mountains, so it does take some effort to weave them. How can I ask you for money for them?" Zhang Dashan hurriedly explained when he heard that He Yuzhu wanted to give him money for the baskets.

"Okay, uncle, don't refuse anymore! You sell these persimmons at such a good price, how can I take advantage of your baskets? These baskets are all woven by you with great effort! How about this, I will give you a total of 35 yuan for these baskets and persimmons. If you think it's inappropriate, then I really can't buy this batch of persimmons." Seeing that Zhang Dashan looked embarrassed and seemed unwilling to accept his money, He Yuzhu deliberately put on a stern face and spoke to him in a slightly threatening tone.

"Well, in our place, selling persimmon baskets is indeed free." Zhang Dashan still explained somewhat unwillingly.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore, and let's not worry about the basket issue anymore. Brother Daniu, let's just move these persimmons to my house as soon as possible." He Yuzhu said as he looked at Zhang Daniu.

Soon, He Yuzhu and Zhang Daniu worked together to move all the persimmons into the small courtyard of He Yuzhu's house. Then, He Yuzhu turned back to the kitchen, took out 6 steamed buns from the morning, carefully wrapped them with fresh lotus leaves, and then picked up two bowls and a pot of boiling water.

"Brother Daniu, you've worked so hard! Come on, I'll take you out." He Yuzhu enthusiastically led Zhang Daniu to the gate of the courtyard, handed the lotus leaf wrapped with buns to Zhang Dashan, and said with concern: "Uncle Zhang, there are 6 buns in here, you can take them on the way. When you came here, I guess you had a hurried lunch, right? Come, drink a bowl of hot water to warm yourself up first."

"Xiao He, how can you feel embarrassed..." Zhang Dashan felt a little embarrassed and hesitated to reach out to take the bun that He Yuzhu handed over.

He Yuzhu looked at Zhang Dashan, who was hesitant and embarrassed, and couldn't help but feel a little funny. He put the thermos on the ground, and then without saying anything, he stuffed the bun into Zhang Dashan's hand.