Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

Quiet.

silence.

At this moment, time seemed to stop.

"Oh my god."

Yan Bugui's voice was like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing ripples and awakening the "time" that had stopped.

"Huhuhu.."

The heavy breathing sounds came one after another in the room.

Jia Dongxu sat there with a smile on his face, sipping his wine as steady as an old dog, giving Yi Zhonghai and the other two time to digest.

"Brother, dear brother, take me with you, take me with you."

Sha Zhu grabbed Jia Dongxu's hand and knelt down immediately.

"Dongxu, Third Uncle begs you, no, as long as you can take me with you, I will call you uncle."

Yan Bugui had a flattering smile on his face and stared at Jia Dongxu.

"Snapped."

Yi Zhonghai slapped himself.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Jia Dongxu was shocked. It was over. Did he spurr his master to death?

"call.."

Yi Zhonghai took a long breath and asked in a deep voice: "Dongxu, we can't do anything illegal."

Jia Dongxu looked unhappy and said, "Master, you have watched me grow up since I was a child. Don't you know who I am? Besides, after what happened last time, I am no longer the same person I used to be."

"That's right, Lao Yi, look at you, we can't dampen Dongxu's enthusiasm."

Yan Bugui is still waiting for Jia Dongxu to help him get rich, so of course he has to stand on Jia Dongxu's side.

Sha Zhu expressed his opinion on the spot: "Don't worry about whether you believe it or not, I believe in my brother anyway."

"I just can't believe it. Two hundred a day is equivalent to my three months' salary. The young are really formidable."

"By the way, Dongxu, what business are you doing?"

Yi Zhonghai still wanted to understand it more deeply so that he would feel more confident.

"Master, Fourth Brother said that this is a unique business. The fewer people know about it, the more money we can make."

Jia Dongxu's words once again aroused the curiosity of the three people, especially when they heard the words "unique business", their heartbeats became faster and faster.

Even though these three people are not well educated, they know one thing: from ancient times to the present, anyone who runs a unique business has become rich. Even if they are not as rich as a country, they can at least be rich for three generations.

"Dongxu, how do you think we can participate in this business?"

Yi Zhonghai's interest was also aroused. With this good way to make money, it seemed that he could retire early.

"Yeah, Dongxu, how do you say we join?"

Yan Bugui held Jia Dongxu's other hand tightly, while the other hand was held by Sha Zhu.

"You can't. Fourth Brother won't recognize you."

At this moment, Jia Dongxu felt like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai regardless of the wind and waves.

"Dongxu, in that case, we only trust you, so why not just take a stake from you?"

Look, he has to be a scholar with a flexible mind. Yan Bugui thought of a way to have the best of both worlds in a blink of an eye.

Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu also looked at Jia Dongxu nervously.

"this..."

"Oops, my shoulders are a little sore."

Jia Dongxu said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Brother, sit down and let me give you a massage."

Sha Zhu immediately stood up and started hitting and pinching him, causing Jia Dongxu to close his eyes in comfort.

"Dongxu, stretch your legs. I'll give you a leg massage."

In order to make a lot of money, Yan Bugui also lowered himself to massage the legs of a younger person.

Yi Zhonghai saw it and thought, no, I have to show off, so he quickly poured a glass of water: "Dongxu, have a drink of water to moisten your throat."

"Thank you, Master."

Jia Dongxu didn't hesitate to take the cup and took a sip.

"Brother, is it comfortable? Is the force appropriate?"

Sha Zhu asked patiently while pinching.

"Shazhu, not bad, you are worthy of being a chef, your control of strength is very good."

"Uncle Yan is not bad either, his strength is a little lacking, but he has a good grasp of the frequency. This kick makes you feel comfortable."

Jia Dongxu was pretending for a while.

I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional.

Anyway, his actions dispelled Yi Zhonghai's doubts.

In the past, Jia Dongxu would never have dared to let himself pour tea for him. But today, this just proved that Jia Dongxu can really make money, and a lot of money at that.

As the old saying goes, money is a man's courage.

That’s right. These days they’re selling roast duck and roast chicken. They’re not really making money. Who would dare to do that?

Yi Zhonghai knew very well that Jia Dongxu used to be timid and submissive, especially when it came to spending money, he would rather spend every penny in half.

Yi Zhonghai tried to ask: "Dongxu, can you tell me now?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll tell you something. You pay the money and I'll give you 20% of the profit."

Jia Dongxu opened his eyes and waved his hand, asking Sha Zhu and Yan Bugui to stop.

"Only 20%?"

Yan Bugui was somewhat dissatisfied with this division.

"Uncle Yan, people should learn to be content."

Jia Dongxu glanced at Yan Bugui with dissatisfaction.

"Dongxu, we have been neighbors for many years, you can add a little more."

Bargaining is deeply embedded in Yan Bugui's genes. No matter whether he is buying or selling, he will subconsciously bargain. How can he succeed?

"Uncle Yan, how much can you offer?

"Dongxu, I don't have much money, about 500, right?"

When Yan Bugui said this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but look at him twice more. Old Yan is really something.

"Five hundred, this..."

Jia Dongxu seemed a little unsure.

"Uncle Yan, you watched me grow up, so let me give you another suggestion, 30%. If you still don't agree, I can't do anything about it."

"Thirty percent is thirty percent. Dongxu, wait. I'll go back and get the money."

If we have to say it, it has to be Yan Bugui, who even pinched a chicken head before leaving.

"Brother, what about me?"

"Silly Zhu, how much money do you have?"

"Brother, I don't have much money, just a hundred dollars."

"Silly Zhu, you...ah...what can I say about you? Don't say that I don't take care of you, I'll still give you 30%."

"Thank you brother, you really are my brother."

Shazhu's eyes were red. Over the years, apart from the uncle, Brother Jia was the best to him.

"Dongxu, what about me?"

"Master, how much are you offering?"

"Two thousand, that's all I have."

When seeing Jia Dongxu's incredulous eyes, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but blush. He had no choice but to pay He Yushui six thousand last time, and his savings over the years were only four thousand yuan left. However, Yi Zhonghai was used to keeping something in reserve no matter what he did.

"Master, we are closer. I won't make any money from you. I will give you 50%."

"Okay, okay, Dongxu, don't worry, this money will be yours when I'm old."

"Master, it's too polite to say all this."

"Good boy."

Yi Zhonghai went back to the inner room to get the money.

"Dongxu, I only have two small yellow croakers left. The market price is 250 yuan for one, so two is 500 yuan. Can you write me a receipt?"

Yan Bugui carefully took out two small yellow croakers from his pocket. These were passed down to him by his father.

"Uncle Yan, you don't trust me?"

"Of course I can trust it, but issuing a receipt is a normal procedure."

"Forget it, Uncle Yan. You can take it back. I, Jia Dongxu, don't have the habit of writing receipts."

"this..."

Yan Bugui hesitated.

"Yan Laokou is Yan Laokou. He doesn't even believe my brother. This is my hundred dollars."

Sha Zhu took out a handful of change and counted it in front of Jia Dongxu. It was exactly one hundred. Jia Dongxu didn't hesitate and put it directly in his pocket.

Just when Yan Bugui was considering the pros and cons, Yi Zhonghai also came out with the money, wrapped it in a cloth and gave it directly to Jia Dongxu without writing a receipt.

"Uncle Yan, what do you think?"

"Well, Dongxu really can't make an exception?"

"Haha, Uncle Yan, don't you see that my master didn't ask me to write a receipt?"

"Well, then I'll throw less, half as much."

"That's fine, but I can only give you 20%."

"what?"

Yan Bugui was unwilling to accept this.

Yi Zhonghai watched from the side and nodded, and the last bit of doubt in his heart completely dissipated.

"Okay, 20% and 20% respectively, I'll invest half."

Yan Bugui made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and handed one of the small yellow croakers to Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu patted his chest and said, "Uncle Yan, don't worry. I'll be at my master's house in three days. We'll share the money together."

Sha Zhu suggested: "Brother, if the money is not enough, we can still look for Liu Haizhong, the official fan."

"Don't look for him. Liu Haizhong pretends to be a great man all the time. I get annoyed when I see him. This kind of money is not something that he, who is obsessed with power, can earn."

When talking about Liu Haizhong, Jia Dongxu's face was full of disdain. In the entire compound, the person Jia Dongxu looked down upon the most was Liu Haizhong, who beat children at every turn. Although Jia Dongxu sometimes beat them, he always had reasons and grounds.

Since Jia Dongxu was unwilling to take Liu Haizhong with him, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui naturally would not say anything. The God of Wealth cannot be offended.

"So, everyone, is this where we end today?"

"Row."

"can."

"Okay, let's all go to bed early."

"..."