Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

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Part of the meat is not fully processed, leaving half of it raw, while the other half is cut into thin slices, thick slices, long strips, shreds, minced meat, and fine minced meat.

Seeing the middle-aged man cooking the ingredients, Yang Jun suddenly recalled the scene in the TV series "Water Margin" where Lu Zhishen teased Zheng Butcher, and a strange emotion surged in his heart.

He required ten kilograms of selected lean meat to be chopped into finely minced meat, without a trace of fat.

For the same ten pounds of pure fat pork, every layer of meat must be made sure there is no lean part and is chopped into the same stuffing.

Next comes ten pounds of top-quality pork ribs and soft meat. Even if the meat is not visible, it must all be processed into minced meat.

The scene before me seems familiar.

Yang Jun couldn't help but wonder: If he imitated Lu Zhishen, what kind of tense situation would he face?

In less than ten minutes, all the cutting and processing work was completed. The middle-aged man's skilled techniques were truly extraordinary.

Yang Jun took the meat carefully wrapped in oil paper, put it into the bamboo basket on the cart, turned around and asked:

"Comrade, how do you sell by-products like offal?"

"Pig intestines, pig ears, pig lungs, etc. are 3.5 cents a pound, and pig trotters are 6 cents a pound," the old salesperson said, emphasizing, "No tickets are needed."

Although the price of pork in the market is 78 cents per pound, and a receipt is required to purchase it; in comparison, byproducts such as pig offal are cheaper and there is no limit on the purchase quantity. Usually people who cannot afford regular meat will choose these to satisfy their cravings.

Pork by-products are often hot-selling products, sometimes even outselling regular pork.

To Yang Jun's surprise, he could actually buy offal products at such a time.

So he ordered some good stuff: two kinds of pork offal, each weighing two pounds, plus two pairs of pig's trotters.

These are real treasures. When properly processed and cooked, their flavor far exceeds that of ordinary pork.

He soaked the pig intestines in wine and salt for half an hour, cleaned them, cut them into sections, and stir-fried them with onions and fungus.

The taste of that moment,...

Pig ears and pig lungs are both delicious cold dishes. They are crispy when chewed and are indispensable in hot pot, especially in the cold winter.

Yang Jun paid the money and got the meat ticket, then said to the butcher, a middle-aged man:

"Hey, buddy, can you hold on to that piece of pork for me? I'll come get it in half an hour."

Seeing the remaining half of the pork, the butcher readily agreed, but put forward a condition that a deposit of five yuan must be paid first.

He wanted to finish his business as quickly as possible, and he didn't want to freeze in such a freezing cold weather.

After paying the deposit, Yang Jun left the market.

He found a quiet and deserted alley, looked around, and the newly bought meat suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Then he rode back to the market to complete the transaction.

After paying the bill, Yang left triumphantly with the pork, and passers-by looked at him with envy and jealousy.

Some people were surprised: "How can we finish all this meat?"

Seeing the jealousy, envy and hidden hatred in the eyes of others, Yang Jun felt uneasy and immediately stepped on the pedal to speed away.

He made a circle, found an empty corner, and quietly put the pork into the dimensional bag.

Afterwards, Yang Jun took out some food for the evening and put it in the basket. Realizing that it was getting late, he rode towards the courtyard.

Inside the courtyard:

"Hey, Yang Jun, have you bought a bicycle?" The old man who was loosening the soil for flowers and plants in the yard came over.

"Oh! Why is it a women's car?" Uncle Yan Bugui looked surprised when he saw that there was no beam on the car.

"I bought this for my sister. She has a long commute to work and this will be more convenient for her." Yang Jun explained with a smile and tied the bicycle tightly.

I know Uncle Yan Bugui very well. If I don't let him touch me for a while longer, he will never leave in peace.

The Phoenix brand bicycle in front of him made his eyes sparkle: "It's really good, high quality, and it runs as easily as a phoenix. It's a good omen!"

The uncle thought silently in his heart: I wish I could have a Phoenix brand bicycle like this.

There was no worry about food and clothing, but budgeting was difficult. He saved money all his life to collect spare parts and was able to barely assemble a second-hand bicycle.

He was once proud that his family was the first in the yard to own a car.

However, Yang Jun actually bought a brand new bicycle when he returned home these days, which undoubtedly hurt his pride.

Although there were two cars from the Xu family in the courtyard - one was made by his daughter-in-law Lou Xiao'e, and the other was specially prepared by the steel rolling mill for the projectionist.

But facing Xu Damao, the uncle is still not inferior.

Looking at Yang Jun's new car at this moment, he felt a little unbalanced.

"Yang Jun, now that we have a new thing, shouldn't we celebrate?" he suggested cunningly.

Yang Jun folded his arms and asked, "How are we going to celebrate?" He was secretly planning a reason for the party. Since the dinner was already arranged, why not go with the flow.

"Of course I'll treat you!" said the uncle immediately.

Yang Jun took this opportunity to decide, "That's it, let's go to Brother Zhuzi's house tonight, I'll treat you.

After all, buying a car is a big deal." He had some secret reasons in his mind for them to be together.

Hearing this, the uncle was slightly stunned and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yang Jun, you are quite serious?" He was interrupted by his aunt clapping her hands.

Chapter 55: Treating Guests

"Old man, what's wrong with you? You look so happy, as if you've eaten honey?"

Uncle San came to his senses after hearing this and replied, "Junzi bought a new bicycle and will host a dinner for everyone at Zhuzi's house tonight.

"

Aunt San asked, "Did Junzi invite you?"

"Of course. Do you think I'm just a decoration?" His tone was full of pride.

Auntie San looked towards the other side of the yard and said, "I just saw Zhuzi leave work early. He shouldn't just be talking nonsense. He should be serious."

"Old man, do you think it's appropriate for me to help? There's a big table of food, I'm afraid Zhuzi can't handle it alone."

Uncle San immediately cheered up: "Then hurry up and go, how can you go empty-handed! I remember there is still half a bottle of Lao Baigan left, just in time to take it."

"Old woman, don't block the way." Third uncle Yan Bugui said as he ran home to get some wine.

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At the doorstep of Daizhu's house, he stroked his shiny new bicycle, feeling emotional: I must save money well in the future, at least I cannot lose to Junzi. There must also be a decent competition between brothers.

Yang Jun handed the vegetables in the basket to Dai Zhu, indicating that he should prepare them at home while he went back to the new house first.

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Wang Yuying was making matchboxes by hand in her room. The fifth child, Yang Huai, was unhappy about being trapped at home all day and was rolling on the ground and yelling.

Yang Jun stopped working and quietly took out half a pound of orange juice flavored roasted melon seeds from his storage bag and threw them on the table.

Upon hearing the sound, Yang Huai immediately shut up, stood up quickly, his face full of anticipation.

"Oh, mom...there's...something."

Wang Yuying looked at the brand new bicycle at the door and the melon seeds on the table. A cloud flashed across her face, but she said nothing.

After the eldest son came back, her status and authority had been weakened, and even her right to speak had been taken away. In particular, the children's attitude towards their eldest sister-in-law was like that of four ungrateful people. Whenever they heard her criticize their eldest brother, they always had countless excuses prepared in advance.

My children have grown up and no longer listen!

She was helpless to do anything about the decline of her family and had to concentrate on making money.

Relying on her own handmade paper boxes, the monthly allowance from her daughter Mei Zi, her husband's pension and years of savings, she only hopes to find a suitable partner for her eldest son in the future, which is her responsibility as a mother.

Xiang Yuying learned about the dinner party and briefly told her about it before going to take a look at the new house.

The house is still under renovation. Five workers are busy laying the floor slabs. In just a few days, the main structure has been roughly completed, with only details left to be repaired. In two days, the decoration stage can be officially entered.

The project is expected to be completed before the end of the year. Yang Jun distributed cigarettes to five workers and left only after all arrangements were made.

He first came to the home of the second uncle Liu Haizhong, told him about the dinner party at Sha Zhu's house in the evening, and also conveyed the matter to the second aunt.

When he returned to Dai Zhu's house again, he did not plan to invite his eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai to attend, but only invited his second uncle Liu Haizhong and his third uncle and third aunt.

After all, since the uncle had taken action against the Yang family, conflicts were inevitable sooner or later. He believed that maintaining superficial harmony was no longer important and that it was time to show his position.

Yang Jun decided to fight back, starting with tonight's banquet.

Third Aunt was preparing a chicken by the well in the yard. Sha Zhu, like a silly boy, moved the table and chairs to the courtyard and started cooking.

At the door, Uncle San was sitting on a small stool peeling garlic.

When he saw Yang Jun coming back, he stood up and said:

"Junzi, I know you don't have enough manpower here.

Don't worry, your third aunt and I are willing to come and lend a hand, what do you think?

"Uncle, you are so kind, I am so happy.

Auntie, thank you so much. "

Nodding to his aunt who was preparing the chicken, Yang Jun knew exactly what his uncle was thinking and knew that he would have to leave some food for him if he helped.

But what's a meal? It's not a big deal for him.

In a few days, the copied food in the storage space will soon pile up like a mountain.

Of course, no matter how much food there was, it would not all be wasted, but he had no intention of inviting everyone in the hospital to share it.

He understood the principle that "a liter of kindness is a bowl of gratitude, a bucket of grain of hatred is a mouthful of hatred."

Not everyone knows how to be grateful.

The problem is not that there is too little stuff, but whether it is distributed fairly.

It is crucial to provide meals for the elders in the yard, which can reduce many unnecessary disputes in the future, because his whole family lives in this place, and a good external environment is an important indicator of the quality of life.

Sha Zhu arranged six dishes for tonight's dinner: braised pork, sweet and sour fish, cold bean sprouts and lasagna tofu, Kung Pao chicken, century egg tofu and the signature braised lion's head dish, four meat dishes and two vegetable dishes.

But after Yang Jun's suggestion, the plan was to make full use of all the remaining ingredients and prepare two portions of each dish.

They enjoyed one portion themselves and took the other portion home for Wang Yuying's family to taste.

How can I watch my family’s table empty while my own is full of delicious food?

Sha Zhu took off his coat and wielded his hands to chop meat for stewing the lion's head.

Yang Jun was also busy helping to prepare the seasonings.

However, not long after, Auntie and Auntie also joined in to help.

Yang Jun had no choice but to step down and let others take over.

After telling Sha Zhu about this, Yang Jun went out to buy some wine.

There are actually some wines stored in his space, but they are all bottles that have not been copied yet.

So he decided to go to the market to buy.

There are certain rules when it comes to entertaining guests, especially when it comes to drinks.

Certain social statuses should be entertained with corresponding drinks.

If you are entertaining the second master and his entourage, you cannot just use Maotai or Fenjiu, after all, it is not in line with their status.

If the level is too high, they will mistakenly think that they have a special place in your heart.

Yang Jun originally wanted to buy two kilograms of bulk sorghum liquor, but forgot to bring his drinking utensils.

Packaged wine requires a purchase order, but bulk wine does not.

Most people can't afford packaged alcohol, so he chooses to buy it in bulk.

Even so, bulk wine is still not affordable for ordinary people.

After a while, I saw a few boys buying wine for their fathers, and the amount was only two taels.

When he returned to the courtyard and put his things down, Yang Jun noticed a figure passing by the window of Qin Huairu's house.

When I turned around, I saw a round figure immediately retracting its body.

Without thinking too much, you know it was Jia Zhang's doing.

It would be hard for Sha Zhu not to attract the attention of the Jia family if he acted like this.

At this time, over at the Jia family.

Jia Zhang simply walked out of the house, found a small stool at the door, sat down and started mending the soles of her shoes.

After every two stitches, she would look up at Sha Zhu, muttering to herself, "I knew Sha Zhu wouldn't ignore me. Once his family has finished cooking, he will definitely think of entertaining me."

"Even if you don't ask me to go, at least bring some meat and vegetables."

"No, Huairu and the others will come back from get off work later and they will have to take the kids over. It would be strange if he dares to refuse a guest."

The Shazhu family across the street, Yang Jun and the others naturally noticed the conspicuous presence of Jia Zhang.

Your actions couldn't be more obvious, and everyone knew it clearly: which way Jia Zhang's butt was moving, we knew what she wanted to release.

Third uncle Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes and joked: "Junzi, you are treating me to a bicycle feast today, so I must eat more when I treat you, Third Uncle."

Yan Bugui didn't have a good impression of Jia Zhangshi, so his words were a hint to Jia Zhangshi that today's wine was hosted by Yang Jun and she should not have any bad ideas.