Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

Time flies, and the first month of the year has passed in a blink of an eye, and it is already February. He Yuzhu decided to make a jar of Northeastern soybean paste. Although we have not yet entered the planned economy era, as long as you have money, you can buy and sell things on the market, but many things can be prepared in advance. He Yuzhu wants to use these few years to create a kind of personality in front of other residents of the courtyard, that is, he loves to pickle pickles and likes to store food. As long as he makes some things every year and stores them, even in the era of bills, he will not live a tight life relying on what he has accumulated. As long as the personality is established, he can store enough things to cope with the three years of material shortage.

If you say that character setting is not important, and you can just make something to eat secretly at home, then it was a famine year, and supplies were in short supply all over the country. If you don't store some food in advance, how can you survive those three years? In Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, the heroes of Jianghu gathered in front of Shaolin. At that time, as long as Duan Yu's father first said that Xu Zhu was his child, he could directly save the abbot of Shaolin, even if the abbot of Shaolin admitted it afterwards. This is the power of the romantic character setting. The character that He Yuzhu wants to establish is that he loves to eat and can eat a lot, and he has a lot of food at home.

After get off work at noon, He Yuzhu first turned to the house in Qudeng Hutong. He Yuzhu went into Fudi Dongtian and moved a sack of soybeans to the back seat of his bicycle, then rode his bicycle to his home in Nanluoguxiang. When he arrived at the gate of No. 95 Siheyuan, He Yuzhu first parked his bicycle against the wall and locked it, then He Yuzhu picked up the soybeans on the back seat of the bicycle, put them on his shoulders and walked into the Siheyuan.

As expected by He Yuzhu, he met the wife of Yan Bugui, the female goalkeeper of the courtyard goalkeeper group, as soon as he entered the gate. He Yuzhu smiled and greeted the wife, "Auntie, you are not busy anymore."

The third aunt also smiled and responded to He Yuzhu, "It's okay, sit in the yard and bask in the sun. What are you carrying, Zhuzi? Such a big bag?"

"It's okay, it's just a bag of soybeans." He Yuzhu replied.

"Why do you buy so many soybeans for no reason?" the third aunt asked curiously.

"Didn't I learn cooking from my master at his house a few years ago? My master is from Shandong Province, and people in Shandong Province like to dip everything they eat in soybean paste. I lived in his house for a few years and fell in love with it. I didn't have time to make it last year, but this year it's time to make soybean paste, so today I specially bought a sack of soybeans and plan to make a jar of soybean paste." He Yuzhu patiently explained to Yan Bugui's wife.

"You have a sack of soybeans, which looks like a lot, but you carry it like nothing happened. You seem quite energetic." The third aunt looked at He Yuzhu in surprise.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Auntie, I'm going home first. My bicycle is still at the door." He Yuzhu said embarrassedly.

The third aunt quickly apologized: "You should go back quickly. It's my fault. You were carrying such a heavy thing, and I held you to talk."

He Yuzhu carried the soybeans into his own courtyard, put them on the ground, and then turned around and walked out of the courtyard toward the gate of the courtyard. When passing by the three aunts, He Yuzhu smiled at them, then walked out of the gate, pushed his bicycle, and entered the courtyard.

Returning to the small courtyard of his home, He Yuzhu first went to the kitchen and took out an enamel basin, then moved out a large vat from the storage room next to the kitchen. After cleaning the large vat, He Yuzhu put the large vat next to the stream in the blessed land cave heaven. Then He Yuzhu put the sack into the blessed land and put it next to the stream. Then He Yuzhu locked the gate of the courtyard from the inside, and then with a thought, He Yuzhu disappeared from the outside world and appeared in the square of the blessed land cave heaven.

He Yuzhu first entered the Wuji Hall and took a few bamboo baskets. After taking the bamboo baskets, He Yuzhu came to the stream. He Yuzhu opened the top of the sack, poured the soybeans into the bamboo baskets, and then put the bamboo baskets into the stream to wash the soybeans. The washed soybeans were poured into the large vat. In a short while, He Yuzhu had washed all the soybeans.

He Yuzhu then took the vat out of the blessed land and put it back in the small courtyard. Then, He Yuzhu used an enamel basin to scoop out a large plate of clean soybeans from the vat and poured it into the pot. Then, He Yuzhu added spring water from the blessed land and lit the fire to cook the soybeans. He Yuzhu looked at his stove and thought he could consider asking Yangshi Lei to build a new energy-saving wood stove.

He Yuzhu put a few pieces of wood into the furnace, then stood up and left the kitchen, and came to the large vat containing soybeans. He Yuzhu put his hand on the vat, and then with a thought, he took the vat directly to the small courtyard next to the Fudi Dongtian Waterfall. The pot at home could not cook all the more than 100 kilograms of soybeans, so He Yuzhu could only use the large pot with a diameter of 1.6 meters in Fudi Dongtian. He Yuzhu first poured the soybeans in the vat into the large pot, then added mountain spring water to the pot, and then He Yuzhu sat in front of the stove door and started to light a fire and boil the pot. The dried bamboo burned extremely fiercely, and there were crackling explosions from time to time.

He Yuzhu kept shuttling between the Fudi Dongtian and the kitchen outside to ensure that the fires in the stoves and furnaces would not go out. After about an hour and a half, He Yuzhu confirmed that the soybeans in the two pots were fully cooked. He Yuzhu planned to keep the soybeans in the big pot in the Fudi Dongtian overnight, and only needed to take out the soybeans in the pot in the kitchen outside. He Yuzhu took the soybeans from the kitchen pot into a large ceramic basin, covered it with a lid, and planned to deal with it tomorrow afternoon.

The next afternoon, He Yuzhu returned home and first went to the blessed land cave to scoop the soybeans from the big iron pot into a large vat, and then moved the large vat out of the blessed land cave. The large vat reappeared where it had disappeared. He Yuzhu cleaned the large pestle and mortar at home, poured the stewed soybeans into the pestle and mortar, and then began to pound with the pestle.

The pounded soybeans were scooped out from the mortar with a spoon and placed in a large ceramic basin beside, until all the soybeans were pounded into mud. He Yuzhu returned to the kitchen and brought out a chopping board, smashing the soybean mud into large cubes on the chopping board. After all the soybeans were made into sauce cubes, He Yuzhu evenly stacked the sauce cubes on the storage rack in the storage room, and waited for two days until white hairs grew on the sauce cubes before wrapping them with rice paper.

Three days later, He Yuzhu found that white fluff had begun to grow on the sauce blocks. He took out the rice paper he had prepared in advance and wrapped the sauce blocks with it. The wrapped sauce blocks were placed on the storage rack to continue fermenting. After wrapping all the sauce blocks, He Yuzhu counted them and found a total of 2 pieces. After waiting for months for the sauce blocks to ferment, they could be used to make soybean paste.

Thanks to the enthusiastic publicity of the three aunts, all the residents of the courtyard knew that He Yuzhu bought a sack of soybean paste. After hearing about this, Jia Zhang laughed at He Yuzhu in the crowd: "It's not wrong to call He Yuzhu Shazhu. You say he is rich, right? He loves to eat soybean paste, and soybean paste is only eaten by people who can't afford vegetables. You say he is poor, right? He spent so much money on soybeans. If I were you, I would buy a lot of pork with the money for soybeans, which would last for at least a few months. Shazhu is really stupid."

After hearing what Jia Zhang said, the women who were chatting together all burst into laughter. One woman even deliberately contradicted Jia Zhang: "They have money and can eat whatever they want. I heard that during the Qing Dynasty, the emperor and the empresses in the palace also loved to eat this."

After He Yuzhu carried a sack of soybeans back to the courtyard, he would bring a large bag of things home every once in a while. Gradually, other residents of the courtyard knew that He Yuzhu had a big appetite. When they heard that He Yuzhu ate more than four people in one meal, everyone sighed and said: It's a good thing that He Yuzhu is a cook, otherwise he would starve to death with such an appetite.

That afternoon, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard with two hams made in Fudi Dongtian. As usual, he met the courtyard gatekeeper Auntie when he entered the gate. Auntie looked at He Yuzhu holding two moldy pig legs and asked curiously, "Zhuzi, what are you doing with two moldy pig legs? You can't eat moldy things. If you don't eat them properly, you will get a stomachache."

Hearing the kind reminder from the third aunt, He Yuzhu smiled and said to her: "Third aunt, thank you for your concern, but these two pork legs are not bad. This is the Yunnan Xuanwei ham that I asked someone to buy. This is what ham looks like." After that, He Yuzhu carried the pork legs and walked towards the central courtyard.

"Is this true? But I clearly saw that the pig's legs were covered with mold." After hearing what He Yuzhu said, the third aunt muttered a little in disbelief.

What He Yuzhu didn't expect was that after the news of his buying ham spread, it turned out that He Yuzhu couldn't eat and even bought moldy pork at the vegetable market. After hearing about this, Jia Zhang said proudly: "I told you, even though he has a high salary, he is so young and doesn't know how to live. It's only been a year since He Daqing passed away, and Shazhu went to the vegetable market to pick up other people's discarded rotten pork to eat."

The news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until the whole Nanluoguxiang knew that He Yuzhu couldn't afford to eat and had to pick up bad pork to eat. It even reached the ears of Director Wang of the Nanluoguxiang Street Office. After hearing about it, Director Wang was afraid that He Yuzhu couldn't eat because of his donation to the cutest people, so when He Yuzhu went to the Street Office to ask someone to invite him to a wedding banquet, she asked the staff of the Street Office to notify He Yuzhu to come to her office.

He Yuzhu came to Director Wang's office. Seeing that the door was open, He Yuzhu knocked on it gently. Director Wang looked up when he heard someone knocking on the door. Seeing that it was He Yuzhu, he immediately said enthusiastically, "Xiao He, you are here. Come in quickly."

He Yuzhu walked into the room and asked with a smile, "Director Wang, I just heard from Comrade Zhang that you have something to talk to me about?"

"Recently I heard about something that is related to you. I asked you to come here today because I want to find out the truth of the matter. Please answer me seriously and don't hide anything." Director Wang said seriously.

"What's the matter?" He Yuzhu asked curiously, and his mind immediately turned rapidly: Could it be that his reselling of eggs and pork was exposed? That shouldn't be the case. The public-private partnership has not yet begun, so this should not attract the attention of the relevant departments. Thinking of this, He Yuzhu's expression became serious, "Director Wang, just ask, I will answer truthfully."

"It's like this. I heard that you are so poor recently that you can hardly afford to eat, and you have to go to the vegetable market to pick up rotten pork thrown away by others to eat. Xiao He, if you really encounter difficulties, you don't have to donate so much money every month. You can donate to the most lovely people, but you have to ensure your own life first." Director Wang said earnestly.

"I picked up the rotten pork thrown away by others at the vegetable market to eat?" After hearing what Director Wang said, He Yuzhu's heart was relieved. As long as it was not about selling eggs and live pigs, everything else was fine. But He Yuzhu was still confused and said, "When did I go to the vegetable market to pick up other people's rotten pork? How come I didn't know? Director Wang, I am such a big man, and I am also a chef. Do you think I am a fool to go to the vegetable market to pick up rotten pork thrown away by others? Besides, although I donate 40 yuan to the most lovely people every month, I still keep 25 yuan. In addition, my father He Daqing sends me 10 yuan every month. I will not be unable to eat. Did you make a mistake and talk about others?"

"I'm not mistaken. I specifically asked several people to confirm that it was you." Director Wang said seriously.

"What did the other person say originally?" He Yuzhu was also very curious about how the rumor spread.

"I heard someone say: 'There was a man named Shazhu in Nanluoguxiang who didn't know how to live. His family was starving and had nothing to eat, so he went to the market to pick up moldy pork legs thrown away by others to eat.' These are the exact words I heard from others." Director Wang told us what he heard truthfully.

As soon as He Yuzhu heard Director Wang mention the moldy pork legs, he knew what the problem was. "Director Wang, let me explain. I bought two moldy pork legs."