Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

After avoiding the harassment from the third uncle, Liu Ping'an rode his bike to his doorstep in no time.

He stopped the car but did not go in. Instead, he stood at the door and looked at He Yuzhu's house.

At this time, Jia Zhang was sitting at the door of He Yuzhu with Banggeng and Xiaodang. When He Yuzhu came over, she immediately stood up and took the two children and walked straight to He Yuzhu.

This situation attracted the residents of the courtyard to look over.

It also attracted Qin Huairu who had just got off work.

Qin Huairu probably knew what her mother-in-law wanted to do, but in the past she would have been too lazy to stop her.

After all, the old woman is stubborn, and if I tell her, I'll be accused of being unfilial.

It’s better not to say anything.

But when Qin Huairu found that Liu Ping'an was also looking at her curiously, she suddenly felt ashamed.

I don’t know if he was afraid that his situation would be seen or because he didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of Liu Ping’an.

She suddenly became angry and hurried over.

"Sister Qin, why are you going over there? Don't make things worse."

Qin Huairu's clothes were tugged, and when she turned around she found Liu Ping'an standing next to her.

"I...I won't go over, my mother-in-law will be...embarrassed again."

Qin Huairu explained with some stuttering, and at the same time, she felt annoyed when she saw her mother-in-law walking over with two children.

She knew without thinking that her mother-in-law would use Bang Geng and Xiao Dang as an excuse to pressure He Yuzhu.

"It would be more embarrassing if you went there."

Liu Pingan said quickly, and then immediately explained: "According to Brother Zhuzi's idea, he would give it to your mother-in-law even if she didn't want it. She couldn't afford to make a fuss anyway."

"If you go over and tell her, your mother-in-law will definitely get angry, and then there will be no way out of this."

Liu Ping'an said this and looked over there.

Jia Zhang stood in front of He Yuzhu with her two children. No one knew what they said, just two sentences.

He Yuzhu smiled and handed the lunch box to Jia Zhang.

Only then did Jia Zhang turn around with satisfaction, and walked towards her home holding Banggeng, and Banggen and Xiaodang.

"Thanks, silly!"

These words were not said by Jia Zhang, but by Bang Geng.

But He Yuzhu didn't say anything. He just responded foolishly and then went back into the house.

"Did you see that? Bang Geng is so disrespectful. Is Sha Zhu a name he can call?"

Qin Huairu thought of her troubles in the afternoon, and the embarrassment she had in front of Liu Ping'an, and the anger in her heart suddenly emerged.

Her voice was low, but the anger contained in it was not low.

"This is an education problem. Banggeng and Xiaodang can no longer be raised by your mother-in-law. Otherwise, not only will they have no future, but they may even end up in jail."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu immediately panicked, and her little hands unconsciously grabbed Liu Ping'an's clothes.

"Ping An, don't scare me, Bang Geng is just being naughty."

"Sister, many criminals are not like this from the beginning. It is through years of small things that they slowly change and then commit crimes."

"When a person is born, he is like a piece of paper. After being educated by adults and schools, if beautiful articles are written on it, this piece of paper will be liked by everyone."

"But you don't care about it, and your mother-in-law is illiterate. She scribbled on the two blank papers, Banggeng and Xiaodang, with ink. When others saw the dirty papers, they threw them on the ground."

"The former will be framed and hung on the wall for people to enjoy, while the latter is probably not even as good as toilet paper. It is so black that people would dislike it for wiping butts."

Qin Huairu was a little confused. She had little education to begin with, and her head was overwhelmed when she heard Liu Ping'an's flowery metaphor.

But she still managed to grasp the point.

If she continues to let Jia Zhang continue like this, the child will probably become toilet paper.

"then what do I do?"

Qin Huairu was a little at a loss and grabbed Liu Ping'an's clothes tightly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Let's talk about this later. There's still a chance to correct it."

Liu Ping'an will not rush to help, unless others come to him for help, are willing to help or even pay a price, then he is willing to help.

This is not because he values ​​interests.

Instead, the story of "Zigong redeeming a man and Zilu accepting a cow" says it well: if you do good deeds without expecting anything in return, you will raise the moral standards too much; if you do good deeds without expecting anything in return, it will reduce others' enthusiasm for doing good deeds.

If Liu Ping'an rushes to help others, but at the same time does not even have the most basic happiness in his heart.

Then what else to do?

You know, emotional feedback is also a kind of interest need.

Just like the public service advertisements Liu Ping'an had seen in his previous life, "helping an old lady cross the road", "helping others push carts", "picking up trash on the ground" are things that, once you do them well and receive thanks from others, you will feel so happy.

Correcting the education of a stick terrier is not an easy task, it can even be troublesome.

Don't wait until others don't appreciate it, otherwise it will not be worth it.

After Liu Ping'an finished speaking, he took out a yellowed piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Qin Huairu: "Sister Qin, this is the letter your mother asked me to bring back. You can take a look at it later."

Liu Ping'an said this so loudly that the others who wanted to hear gossip suddenly lost their mood and returned to their homes.

When Qin Huairu heard that it was an envelope from her mother, she immediately forgot what had just happened.

She took the letter and was about to open it when she heard Jia Zhang calling her to go back and cook.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to put the envelope in her pocket and said to Liu Ping'an gratefully: "Thank you, Ping'an. I'll treat you to a meal when I get a chance."

Liu Ping'an did not comment. He watched Qin Huairu go back with her slender waist twisted, and then he went straight back home.

After returning home, Liu Ping'an stretched and went into the kitchen to prepare cooking.

"I'm tired of eating bear meat. Let's eat chicken."

If others heard Liu Ping'an's mumbling, they would definitely scold him angrily, saying, "You're tired of eating the meat, give it to me."

Liu Ping'an opened the Lingquan space and used his mind to control the slaughterhouse to slaughter a native chicken.

He poured the rice from the rice jar into a bowl and rinsed it, then put water in a pot and prepared to steam the rice.

Liu Ping'an took out half a slaughtered chicken from the space, put it in a basin, and poured in spiritual spring water to wash away the blood stains.

He then took out the already ground wheat flour from the warehouse and used it to coat the chicken.

This kind of chicken does not stick to the pan when fried, and tastes smooth and delicious.

Liu Ping'an then poured in salt, pepper powder, and minced garlic to marinate the chicken.

After finishing all this, he walked to the stove, picked up the firewood, lit it and put it in the stove. Under the blazing flames, blue smoke came out of the pot.

"By the way, the smell of my cooking is so strong, I'm afraid other people will smell the meat."

Liu Ping'an felt a little worried when he thought of the trouble caused by Jia Zhang.

He was afraid that as soon as he started cooking, the smell of meat would be smelled by Jia Zhang, who would come knocking on his door and take his meat.

Liu Ping'an shuddered at the thought of this scene.

"No, I don't want to be attached to this old woman, unless she's a beauty."

Looking at the green smoke rising from the pot, Liu Ping'an's eyes immediately lit up. He clapped his hands and opened the space.

The green smoke from the pot disappeared in an instant.

Sure enough! He can use space to absorb the fumes!

"Hey, a fully automatic range hood. I'm so smart."

Liu Ping'an clapped his hands happily. Without any worries, he immediately stood up, opened the cabinet and took out a pottery jar.

The pottery jar was filled with lard. When Liu Ping'an opened it, he found that half of it was left. He scooped up a large spoonful of lard and poured it into the pot. The lard began to sizzle and the white lard blocks melted completely in an instant.

During this process, Liu Ping'an didn't smell any smell at all, it was all absorbed by the space!

His method has been proven!

Liu Ping'an happily picked up the basin and poured the chicken into the pot. In an instant, a fragrance filled the air and disappeared in a flash.

It was like an illusion.

This made Liu Ping'an unhappy.

"I will definitely move out when I have the chance. I remember that houses could be bought and sold at that time, but you couldn't buy a house in a fixed allocation area."

Houses can definitely be purchased. If they could only be allocated, how could there be population mobility?

But given Liu Ping'an's current net worth, this goal is still too far away.

Liu Ping'an was just thinking about it. His eyes were always fixed on the chicken. He used the spatula to stir-fry the food over and over again. The color became more and more beautiful under the effect of lard.

"Try how it tastes."

Liu Ping'an picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken and put it into his mouth.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Although there are not many seasonings, the chicken is delicious. In addition, since it is a chicken from the Lingquan space, the meat is even more delicious.

"It's so delicious. I'm like a cooking god."

Liu Ping'an proudly took the fried chicken out of the pan, then opened the pot next to the big pot. A thick smoke rose up and the rice was steamed.

He picked up the fried chicken, picked up the rice and went back to his main room.

During this process, he still used space to absorb the smell, after all, Jia Zhang's family lived not far from him.

Putting the plate on the table, Liu Ping'an took a sip of water and started eating.

The chicken was so delicious. The rice was cultivated in the Lingquan space and tasted even better than the Northeastern rice from his previous life. He couldn’t stop eating it and was showing off.

After a while, Liu Ping'an put down his chopsticks and looked at the clean plates and bowls, then leaned back in his chair with satisfaction.

It was so delicious that he ate half the chicken.

Even the bones were chewed into pieces.

"I'm really embarrassing myself to the time travelers. However, the plants and animals raised in the spiritual spring space will taste better as time goes by. I guess I have to get more in the future."

After sitting comfortably for a while, Liu Ping'an got up to wash the dishes, clean up the kitchen, and returned to the bedroom comfortably.

"It's a bit boring. Why don't I get a radio to listen to?"

There are too few entertainment options these days, and he had experienced the information bombardment in his previous life, so how could he stay here?

Liu Ping'an was thinking when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Peace, it's me."

Qin Huairu?

It was already dark when Liu Ping'an finished his meal. Why did Qin Huairu come here at this time?

Liu Ping'an thought of the entertainment method he had just thought of, and his heart suddenly felt warmed.

It shouldn't be... right?