Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

After buying the vegetables, Cao Anping rode his bike away against the crowd.

When they reached a remote place, he put the vegetables into the space.

If I take it back now, there's no place to put it. I'd better wait until the house is renovated and then take the vegetables back with me.

It's just a pretense, otherwise it would seem like he has never bought vegetables before.

Cao Anping turned and rode towards Shichahai. It was another simple day for the fisherman.

But what he didn't know was that because no one knew he went fishing alone, Mr. Huang and his friends came back empty-handed time and time again.

The entrance of No. 95 courtyard.

A car stopped steadily, and Dr. Gu, Mr. Huang, and Mr. Song got out of the car one after another.

The driver also got out of the car, carrying a large bag of gifts, and followed the three people into the yard.

The few of them happened to meet Yan Bugui, who was holding a fishing rod and a fish basket, and walking out of the yard with an expectant look on his face.

Yan Bugui sent his family out early in the morning to buy vegetables for the winter, and he was alone at home secretly preparing fish bait.

If it really works, then it would be a skill and of course it must be kept secret, even from one's sons.

After a week of preparation, he collected fish bones and fish viscera, mixed them with wheat straw, dried them together, ground them into powder and mixed them together.

He compared it and felt that it was nothing like Cao Anping's bait, so he ruthlessly added a handful of coarse grains. It was a big investment, and after mixing it, it became somewhat similar.

Yan Bugui was just thinking about today's gains when he saw a few people with extraordinary auras walk into the yard and look at the car parked outside.

He immediately asked enthusiastically: "Who are you looking for in our hospital? I am Yan Bugui, the manager of this hospital. How can I help you?"

Huang Lao couldn't wait and asked first, "Hello, Comrade Yan, we are here to see Doctor Cao Anping. Is he home?"

When Yan Bugui saw the last person carrying a lot of bags, he guessed that they were all gifts for Cao Anping, and felt a little sour.

But since the people who came were obviously of high status, he didn't dare to try to take advantage of them, for fear of offending people he couldn't afford to offend.

Yan Bugui suppressed the thought in his mind, and replied with a regretful expression:

"You leaders have come at an unfortunate time. Dr. Cao's home is being renovated and he is now staying at the steel mill guesthouse. He will not be back in the next few days.

How about I call him back for you?"

Mr. Huang instantly had a bitter face, thanked Yan Bugui, and hurried out of the yard, urging:

"What a wasted trip! Come on, let's go to the Red Star Steel Mill Guesthouse and don't let this guy run away again."

Doctor Gu muttered, "Uncle is too anxious. I think it would be better for me to go to the hospital to find someone next week when I'm at work. I have a lot of things to do."

But Mr. Huang was very sharp-eyed and could hear his complaints, so he turned around and said unhappily:

"Xiao Gu, aren't you curious? You really don't have the spirit to study hard. You should know that learning never ends."

Doctor Gu was a little embarrassed and wanted to argue with his stubborn uncle, but now they were on the side of the road and Minister Song was watching, so he could only remain silent.

Old Song tried to smooth things over, saying, "The steel mill isn't far away, let's just take a look. I hope good things come to those who wait."

After the car drove away, Yan Bugui set out again and walked towards Yuyuantan.

But unlike the full anticipation just now, when he thought about the fact that Cao Anping’s leaders had given him so many good things, he felt a little unmotivated.

He thought: 'I wish my own child could be so successful.'

A few minutes later, the car arrived at the steel rolling mill guesthouse.

When they learned that Cao Anping had gone out early in the morning, everyone was speechless.

Doctor Gu advised: "Uncle, why don't we go back first and go directly to the factory to find someone next week."

Mr. Song also agreed that his condition was not that serious and he was indeed very busy and it was impossible for him to wait here forever.

But Mr. Huang disagreed. "Then you should go back first. I didn't sleep well last night. If we leave and he comes back later, it will be a big loss."

Mr. Song thought about it and stopped trying to dissuade him. He found the staff on duty at the guesthouse, explained his identity and relationship with Li Huaide, and then ordered:

"Arrange a room for Mr. Huang to rest. Remember to notify Doctor Cao when he returns."

The staff had sharp eyes and had long known that these men were not ordinary people. When they heard that they were not only the father-in-law of Deputy Director Li but also the leaders of the Ministry of Industry, they naturally respected them very much.

After making arrangements for Mr. Huang, the rest of the people left the guesthouse.

Cao Anping had no idea that someone was waiting for him, and he had already arrived at Shichahai.

Although it is said that there are no big fish here, you can still see some scattered fishermen. They should be like Cao Anping, who don't care much about the harvest and are just having fun killing time.

Cao Anping found a remote and sheltered place and looked around.

He found that the nearest person to him was nearly a hundred meters away, so he took out the fishing rod, bait and stool without any worries.

However, he did not go fishing first. Instead, he took out an exquisite little stove, which was naturally another item won in the lottery.

After the stove was installed, two burning coal balls were released from thin air, and then a pot was placed on it.

This way you can keep warm, boil water for tea, and even have a hot pot outdoors. It's really comfortable and relaxing.

If Yan Bugui saw this, his eyes would probably pop out of his head.

We are both fishermen, why are you so showy?

Cao Anping felt the heat from the small stove and happily began to prepare the bait.

This time he planned to dry the bait a little, and with the silk powder already contained in the bait, he wouldn't have to keep changing the bait.

Although the chance of catching fish is much smaller this way, he doesn't care, because he can make tea, read a book, and cook something to eat when he is hungry.

After preparing the bait, I threw half of it directly into the nest, and then started to make tea.

Cao Anping thought that Yan Jiecheng seemed to have found a bundle of straw to take home, and he complained in his heart:

'I don't know whether Yan Bugui really prepared the bait according to the method he said. I'm quite curious.

Don’t let him get lucky and actually catch a fish, otherwise Yan Bugui will probably start showing off.”

......

Grain station.

Everyone in Yard 95 had been lining up since early morning, and now it was finally their turn.

Yi Zhonghai, who was at the front of the line, was about to pay when he suddenly discovered that the staff at the window was a familiar face.

Isn’t this the young man who helped Cao Anping buy groceries just now? His name seems to be Zhou Gen.

His heart skipped a beat, and he thought: "What a coincidence, could it be that Cao Anping has influenced him to choose a bad dish for us?"

Zhou Gen urged, "Comrade, what are you standing there for? What food do you want? Take out the money."