Siheyuan: Forced me to split the room at the beginning

"No, Third Uncle, what do you mean?" Lin Yuan was completely dumbfounded, okay? Yan Bugui was not a very generous person on weekdays, and he even sent pickles to his family.

Well, he glanced at the black pickles and sighed. It’s not that he can’t afford the pickles, so why would anyone come here specifically to deliver the pickles?

Lin Yuan felt something was wrong, and sure enough, Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Lin Yuan, uncle has something I want to ask you for help with."

This is pure weasel paying New Year's greetings to chickens, no good intentions. Lin Yuan was so scared that he almost fell off the chair, but luckily he steadied himself.

"Oh, what are you talking about, Third Uncle? You are the most capable person in our compound. Is there anything you can't do? And you still ask me for help? I don't have that much ability." Lin Yuan hurriedly praised Yan Bugui, but no, he didn't want to get involved in these things.

"Oh, you are just too modest, you are the boss of our courtyard now. Your words are effective, I believe you now, I don't believe others." Yan Bugui continued to praise. He has come to the door today, it is impossible to let Lin Yuan run away.

"Ahem." Having come to this point, Lin Yuan had no choice but to speak: "Then Third Uncle, please tell me what's the matter, but let me be frank. I am a nobody and my words are not taken seriously. I am not sure if I can help you in any way."

"Hey, kid, don't be so modest. Let me tell you, didn't I go to see Da Biao a few days ago? I wanted him to accept my three sons as his apprentices. He said at that time that he would consider it carefully, but there was no news after a few days. So I was wondering if you could help me ask him when is the right time to send my sons over?" Only then did Yan Bugui understand the purpose of his visit.

Ah, when Lin Yuan heard this, his mouth twitched and he wanted to go back and slap himself a minute ago. Why did he have to agree to this?

"This, this." He looked at the bowl of pickles with great embarrassment and cursed in his heart, this Yan Bugui really knows how to serve people differently. After all, he gave Niu Dabiao meat, but gave him pickles. Is he so cheap?

"Ahem, Third Master, how can I take care of this matter of recruiting disciples? I really can't help you with this."

"And I do know one thing. Niu Dabiao said that if he wants to take in a disciple, he must get his master's consent. Maybe they are negotiating with him right now. Otherwise, you can just wait a little longer." Lin Yuan kicked the ball back to Yan Bugui.

"Well, if we wait any longer, how long will it take? Lin Yuan, please help them and go ask. You young people are easier to talk to." Yan Bugui still didn't give up and continued to kick the ball back.

Good fellow, you are pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth, right? There is no such good thing in this world, you want someone to accept your three sons as apprentices in exchange for a bowl of lettuce.

Seeing Yan Bugui like this, Lin Yuan stopped pretending and said directly: "Third uncle, I am not the junior who is saying anything to you, but you are a little ignorant of etiquette."

"No, what are you talking about? How come I don't know etiquette? I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice in my life, but I still don't know etiquette? How come you are so arrogant after becoming the boss? I asked you to help and ask a question, it won't cost you a piece of meat, and you can't help me." Yan Bugui was very angry when he heard this, and his face turned cold.

"Hmph." Lin Yuan rolled his eyes, as if everyone could do that.

"Uncle, I call you Uncle because you are my elder, but it doesn't mean you can treat me like a fool. Look at what you are holding. Give me a bowl of pickles, as if no one can afford pickles these days."

"Also, you want your sons to worship Niu Dabiao as their teacher, so you should at least give them something decent. In ancient times, people still paid attention to the etiquette of giving gifts. You have nothing but a bowl of leftover rabbit meat. What can people say about you? You were the one who broke the rules first."

"What? Did Niu Dabiao say that? This kid is really too evil. We sent him a bowl of rabbit meat because we couldn't bear to eat it. There was still some rabbit meat left. Is his cooking skill that precious? Ah, he's just an apprentice. I asked him to teach my son. It's his honor, but he's not happy about it."

"Hmph, I don't need you to tell me, it's true, you young people are too narrow-minded and profit-driven." Yan Bugui snorted.

Lin Yuan clapped his hands and made a gesture to see the guest off: "Okay, Third Uncle, then take care. I won't see you off."

"You, you, you brat." Yan Bugui didn't expect Lin Yuan to send him away directly. He was so angry that his hair stood up and he turned around and wanted to leave. Suddenly he remembered that he had brought a bowl of pickles, and Lin Yuan didn't help him now.

"Then I won't give you any of these pickles." Yan Bugui muttered, turned around, picked up the pickles on the table, and rushed out in two steps.

Good fellow, Lin Yuan shook his head, this uncle is really stingy, you have brought it here, but others don't help you, and you take it back. This is the first time he has seen this, it's really shameless.

Yan Bugui returned home in a rage. When the three Yan Jiecheng brothers saw their father coming back, they immediately rushed out of the house with smiles on their faces.

"How is Dad? What did Lin Yuan say?"

"When can we learn cooking?"

"Yes, Dad, please tell me."

No matter what he said, Yan Bugui was so angry that he threw the pickles in his hand to the ground, and the bowl broke with a snap.

This frightened the three Yan brothers. Yan Jiecheng said, "Dad, why are you so angry? We didn't offend you."

“Heh, I didn’t offend you, but you guys made me lose face.”

Yan Bugui grabbed Yan Jiecheng's ears and twisted them a few times, cursing, "You little bastards, you never give me peace of mind. I just got scolded for your business, and this is how you repay me."

"Dad, Dad, it hurts, my ear has fallen off." Yan Jiecheng cried out in pain, covering his ears.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The third aunt who was cooking in the house heard the noise in the yard and immediately rushed out with a rolling pin in her pocket.

Seeing the mess in the yard, she immediately frowned, put one hand on her waist, waved the rolling pin in her hand and said, "Yan Bugui, don't you want to live like this? Every day, you come home and do nothing, and you still find work for me."

"And you three, what are you doing standing there? Go and clean up the floor. If you prick me with something, I'll twist off your ears."

When the three brothers Yan Jiecheng heard what their mother said, they immediately felt as if they had been pardoned. Some started picking up things, some started cleaning.

Yan Bugui snorted coldly, then sat at the table and guzzled tea.

"Okay, okay, stop drinking. I have something to ask you. Old man, how is the thing you mentioned going? All our rabbits have been given away."