Siheyuan: The Qing Dynasty is back

The next day, He Daqing got up and had breakfast. Thinking that he had nothing to do today, he decided to go out for a walk.

I thought that I was a chef after all, so I should get myself a set of good equipment. So I found a very remote alley based on my memory.

According to He Daqing's own memory, there was a very good blacksmith here. His ancestors were all imperial craftsmen in the palace, but they fell into decline later, but they still passed on their extraordinary craftsmanship.

I remember it was here before the founding of the People's Republic of China. I wonder if it is still here?

They quickly found the place. Looking at the rusty gate, He Daqing even doubted if anyone still lived here.

I went up and knocked on the door and waited for a long time before I saw a thin old man open the door.

He looked at He Daqing in front of him and said, "Who are you looking for?"

He Daqing stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, are the Yangshi Lei family still living here?"

The old man looked at He Daqing carefully and said, "Why are you looking for Yangshi Lei?"

This old man was probably a relative of Yangshi Lei. So he said, "I'm a chef and I want to ask him to do some cooking. I wonder if he's still cooking?"

The old man thought for a moment and then opened the door and said, "You go in first."

Pushing his bicycle, He Daqing followed him into the gate.

It was very messy inside and the yard was full of dead grass.

There were some blacksmithing tools under the thatched shed on one side, but it looked like no one had used them for a long time.

When we got to the house, the old man said, "I am the Yangshi Lei you are looking for, but I don't take jobs anymore. I am too old to work anymore."

Hearing this, He Daqing said disappointedly: "Alas, I didn't expect that the once famous Lei family would become like this. What a pity!"

Old man Lei also sighed: "Yes, now private individuals are not allowed to work. Young people have all gone to work in factories. This craft has been lost to me."

He Daqing said, "Since you have already closed the furnace, Mr. Lei, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go look somewhere else."

Old Man Lei saw He Daqing was about to leave, so he said, "Don't worry. I have a set of knives here that I've passed down from generation to generation. Why don't you take a look and see if you need them? If you do, take them. They're just gathering dust here."

He Daqing was overjoyed when he heard this. He thought that anything that the Lei family could preserve must be good things.

Soon, Old Man Lei came over with an old leather bag. He put it on the table for He Daqing to check.

Touching this leather case made of some unknown animal's leather, it feels soft and strong.

When it was spread out, there were seven knives inside, of different sizes and shapes.

He Daqing took out each knife and looked at them. There were slicing knives, mulberry knives, civil and military knives, bone-cutting knives, boning knives, skin-cutting knives and carving knives. It can be said that he had a relatively complete set of knives.

Each knife is as shiny as a mirror, with a cold gleam on the blade. It feels sharp when you hold it in your hand.

He Daqing was very satisfied with the set of knives, so he asked, "Mr. Lei, I like this set of knives very much. How much do you want to give it to me?"

Old Man Lei touched the knives on the table and said, "Give them to you as you like. I give them to you because I don't want them to be covered in dust. I'm old, and these things are of little use to me."

He Daqing thought about it, took out two hundred yuan from the space and put it on the table.

This set of heirloom items would definitely be worth more than this in the future. But these days, these things are not worth much. What He Daqing gave is definitely too much.

Old man Lei looked at it and said, "You gave too much. It's not worth that much money now."

"It's okay. Just think of it as my admiration for your Lei family."

Old Man Lei thought for a moment and said, "I won't take advantage of you. Over there is the warehouse. There are some things I made over the years. Just pick out what you need. Otherwise, they will all be sent to the scrap yard."

After hearing this, He Daqing also looked over with some curiosity.

When I opened the door, the whole place was filled with dust. There was also a layer of dust on the ground.

The small warehouse was surrounded by wooden shelves, on which were scattered a few things.

He Daqing walked around inside one by one.

He picked out a Tang sword, which looked very carefully made.

The three spears had long spear heads and flexible wooden handles, about three meters long. The spear heads were about fifty to sixty centimeters long and very sharp.

There is also a dagger, or a dog-leg knife. It looks like a Nepalese army knife. It is very handy in the hand. It is also very sharp.

Finally, I found a fishing rod in a corner. I couldn't tell what kind of bamboo it was made of. It could be divided into three sections. Each section was connected by an iron ring. The workmanship was very clever. It was neither light nor heavy in my hand, just right. It was about five or six meters long. But there was no fishing line or hook.

With these things, He Daqing left the warehouse. Although there were still many things in it, they were not what he needed.

Old Man Lei looked at the things He Daqing brought, smiled and nodded, saying, "Adding these, it's almost done. But this fishing rod was used by me when I was free. It has been many years since I used it. I don't know where the fishing line and fish hook are. You have to find a way to match them yourself."

He Daqing took out another hundred yuan and said, "Mr. Lei, these things together only cost two hundred yuan. Take this money and take good care of yourself. The society will get better and better in the future."

After Old Man Lei refused several times without success, he stopped being pretentious.

He Daqing also took these things and left the Lei family.

The harvest this time can be said to be quite big. First of all, the set of knives. It is really something that can be made into a family heirloom. It can be said to be true: one knife is passed down for three generations, and the knife is still there even after the person dies!

Then there is the Tang sword, which is also beautifully crafted.

The blade was straight, and the blade glowed blue, and it was made of fine steel. If it was placed in the end times, it would be a good weapon.

He Daqing planned to go to the mountains in the next two days to get the three spears. After all, many things now cannot be bought with money. So he wanted to go into the mountains to get some mountain products. Anyway, he had a space, which was empty.

As for the dagger, use it for self-defense.

Holding a fishing rod, that is his hobby. Before the end of his previous life, he was a fisherman. He likes to watch some fishing videos every day. He also often goes fishing in the wild. But he is more likely to be empty-handed.

When I have nothing to do, I can go fishing here to kill time. And with my spiritual power, I can find the fish nests accurately.

When I went out, I put all my things into the space.

He Daqing rode his bike to find a shoe repair stall. These were small vendors that were jointly owned by the government and the private sector. He bought more than ten meters of braided thread from the shoe repairman. He also bought a few needles and went back to make a fish hook.

After wandering around, I came to the department store. I went in to look around, bought some cigarettes and alcohol, and took out the radio ticket I bought at the black market last time and bought a Shanghai brand radio for more than 80 yuan.

Holding this heavy thing, He Daqing secured it on the back seat.

I thought it was noon now and there was nothing more to do, so I went home.

This time when he returned to the courtyard, it was noon and no one came to bother him.

When I got home, I didn't feel like cooking. I took out two donkey meat buns and one dumpling from my space and ate them. Then I slept until the afternoon.

Sitting in the yard, I took out the fishing rod. I tied the fishing line, heated the needle red, and then bent it into a fish hook. I didn't make a float. The fish nowadays are not as smart as those in later generations. Once they are hooked, they will eat desperately. There is no such a thing as so many techniques.

In terms of resources, it can completely beat all other technologies.

It was not yet time to get off work, and an old lady came back carrying some things, followed by two people carrying Yi Zhonghai.

Passing by the middle courtyard, they looked at their old home. An old lady shook her head in disappointment, and took two people to carry Yi Zhonghai to the home of the deaf old lady in the backyard.

He Daqing saw it but didn't say hello. Auntie didn't say hello either.

The two families are now mortal enemies, and they would both want to kill each other if given the chance.

He Daqing didn't plan to torture him now. He would make him lie down when he got better. It would be best if he stayed in bed all the time. He would see who would come to take care of him. He would torture him in pain little by little.

Soon, everyone who went to work came back. Sha Zhu, the big mouth, also brought new news.

Yi Zhonghai's injured leg was saved, but the doctor said he needed to stay at home for a month or two.

He Daqing thought, this guy is lucky, nothing happened.

It seems that good people don't live long, but bad people live for a thousand years.

Tonight, He Daqing tried to make two new dishes for Sha Zhu and Yu Shui, which are also popular in later generations: Sichuan style boiled pork slices and Shandong style first-class tofu.

Shazhu and Yushui were full of praise for these two dishes.

Sha Zhu even looked at He Daqing, wanting to learn how to cook these dishes.

He Daqing could only give him a brief explanation and would teach him slowly when he had the chance in the future.

After dinner, He Daqing turned on the radio and listened to opera leisurely.

When I first heard opera, I didn't understand the nonsense. But when I listened to it again, I felt that there was some charm in it. When I was older, I listened to it again. It was full of truth. All the songs were classics. The more I listened, the more addicted I became. I often wanted to hum a few lines.

There was a radio at home, and He Yushui would not leave after finishing her homework, but would sit at home and listen. I didn't know if she could understand it, but she seemed to be paying attention.