Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

At an uncle’s house.

Uncle Yi Zhonghai was sitting in his own yard, holding a yellowed book in his hand. He was reading and humming a crosstalk.

Today is a day off, so the family had a better meal, and nothing bad has happened recently, so he is in a good mood.

At this time, an aunt was cooking and an uncle Yi Zhonghai was sitting on the kang. Suddenly, he smelled a very strong and tempting fragrance. The fragrance drifted in from the window with the wind, making the uncle Yi Zhonghai look envious.

He swallowed and thought to himself, "What kind of family conditions does he have to eat so well? Just from what I smell, there is the aroma of chicken, duck, fish and meat."

If Liu Ping'an knew what Uncle Yi Zhonghai was thinking, he would be very surprised.

What a nose, it's more sensitive than a dog's nose.

An old lady came out at this moment, holding a spatula in her hand, and asked in confusion: "Where does this smell so good? It smells so good. Eating so much meat, isn't it time to celebrate at home?"

They only cut some bacon to fry today, how could they eat so much? She couldn't help but wonder if Second Aunt's family had bought some meat?

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that when I went out to get some water, I saw Liu Ping'an coming back." The old lady slapped her thigh and responded excitedly.

"Oh! So that's how it is. I was wondering why I smelled meat!" The old man suddenly realized.

"Didn't he go on a business trip to the Northeast with the purchasing department of the steel mill? Why is he back now?"

"Maybe the business trip went well, but this kid eats and drinks delicious food as soon as he comes back. He is really not an easy person to deal with." The old man felt a little jealous. After all, he, a worker who earns 99 yuan a month, doesn't eat so well. This young man eats chicken, duck and fish every day. Isn't he living a normal life?

But his family now has two working people, no, three working people, so it's normal that they live a good life.

After finding out the truth, the old man didn't have any ideas. He was not Jia Zhangshi, so how could he save his dignity by asking others for meat?

On the other side, at the home of the second uncle Liu Haizhong.

Second uncle Liu Haizhong was sitting at the old wooden table in the room, holding a chess piece in his hand, thinking about the chessboard. He now found that playing chess was very convenient for currying favor with the boss, so he has been studying how to play chess recently. But today, a sudden fragrance interrupted his thoughts, and the fragrance was so strong that he couldn't help but put down the chess piece in his hand.

"Oh my, who is making this delicious food? It smells so good that I can hardly hold on to the chess piece." The second uncle muttered to himself, sniffing unconsciously, trying to figure out where the tempting aroma came from.

The second aunt poked her head out of the kitchen, a spatula in her hand, and looked puzzled: "Lao Liu, what fragrance do you smell? I'm cooking here, but I don't notice anything special."

"It's not from here, it floated in from outside." The second uncle pointed out the window, "My guess is that Liu Ping'an is probably making something delicious again."

When the second aunt heard this, she also laughed: "Haha, this kid is really good at cooking. Every time he cooks, our yard smells as good as New Year's Day."

"That's right. I'm a little greedy." The second uncle touched his chin and thought that he should find an opportunity to go to Liu Ping'an's house for a meal next time. After all, it would be a big loss if he missed such good craftsmanship.

At the same time, a similar scene was happening at the home of the third uncle Yan Bugui.

The third uncle was sitting at his desk, buried in his account book, calculating every expense. He was a typical "calculator", and was very careful with every penny of the family's money. But today, an irresistible fragrance made him put down the account book temporarily.

"Oh my, whose family is stewing meat? It smells so good that I can't even count the aroma." The third uncle muttered to himself, his nose twitching unconsciously as he tried to inhale more of the aroma.

The third aunt came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of noodles with bland soup in her hand. Seeing the greedy look of the third uncle, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old Yan, what's wrong with you? My noodles are not even cooked yet, and you are so greedy?"

"It's not the smell of your noodles, it's the smell of meat coming in from outside." The third uncle pointed out the window, "I guess Liu Ping'an is making delicious food again."

When the third aunt heard this, she also sighed: "Hey, they are living a good life now, we can't compare. But then again, this kid's cooking skills are really good. Every time he cooks, our yard smells as good as New Year's Day."

In the end, even Xu Damao's family, who always loved to take advantage of others, were attracted by the fragrance.

Xu Damao was sitting on a small bench in the house, holding a steamed bun in his hand, preparing to eat lunch with pickles. But today, a fragrance he had never experienced before made him put down the bun in his hand.

"Oh my, who is making this delicious food? It smells so good that I can't even eat my steamed bun." Xu Damao muttered to himself, sniffing around, trying to figure out the source of the fragrance.

Xu Damao's wife Zheng Niang came out of the kitchen and saw Xu Damao's greedy look. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? I haven't even cooked the pickles yet, and you're so greedy?"

"It's not the smell of your pickles, it's the smell of meat coming in from outside." Xu Damao pointed out the window, "I guess that kid Liu Ping'an is making something delicious again."

When Xu Damao's mother Zheng heard this, she also sighed: "Hey, they are living a good life now, we can't compare. But then again, this kid is really good at cooking. Every time he cooks, our yard smells as good as New Year's Day." As she said that, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, thinking that next time she would find an opportunity to go to Liu Ping'an's house for a meal to try something new.

At this moment, Zheng Niang's eyes turned, and a plan came to her mind. She said to Xu Damao, "Da Mao, don't you think we should learn from Liu Ping'an and improve our food? Look at how he lives. We can't fall behind."

Xu Damao thought it made sense, but then he frowned again: "It's easy to say, but we need money to improve the food. You know the situation of our family."

Zheng Niang smiled and leaned close to Xu Damao's ear and whispered, "Da Mao, have you forgotten the money your parents gave you? Let's use that money to buy some meat. I'll also show off my cooking skills so that everyone in the yard can smell the fragrance of our house. How do you think?"

"And I feel like I'm getting pregnant soon. Do you think I should take some supplements to nourish my body?"

When Xu Damao heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. He patted Zheng Niang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Oh, wife, is this true? I don't want to be... Then let's act quickly. We can't let Liu Ping'an have all the glory!"