Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

After sending Shen Chuxia home, Wang Jianjun noticed that this girl's family conditions were quite good.

The small courtyard has its own door and a courtyard. Although it is not a quadrangle courtyard, it looks quite large from the outside.

The area is nearly 100 square meters.

Those who can afford to live in such a courtyard in the old city are rich, while ordinary people can only live in a slum.

And I saw Shen Chuxia's clothes several times. Although they were not very expensive, they didn't have any patches on them.

Wang Jianjun compared it with his own home.

Although there are two rooms, the total area is less than 40 square meters. Each room is only about 10 square meters on average.

It always feels a bit shabby to want to get married under these conditions.

Wang Jianjun has always planned to change houses.

He has thought about buying a house in the yard.

But no one had a vacant house in the backyard to sell to him.

The old deaf man lived alone in the three rooms of the main house, but since the relationship between them was so strained, she would definitely not sell it to him.

What Wang Jianhua wanted most was a large house with its own entrance and detached building.

Living like this you won't be disturbed by others. The slums are still too noisy and it's not convenient to do things.

But this is not easy to do, as buying and selling houses is not allowed now.

There must be some way to circumvent the policy privately, but you just don’t know it.

The first person Wang Jianjun thought of was Yan Bugui.

This Chief of the Intelligence Section of Siheyuan is a know-it-all.

If you have any questions, just ask him.

Thinking of this, Wang Jianjun directly took out a string of pig offal that he was tired of eating from the space and walked towards the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the gate of the courtyard, I saw Yan Bugui loosening the soil of the flower pots at the entrance.

It was already the end of November, and some of the rivers in the city had begun to freeze.

It was too cold for Yan Bugui to go fishing, so he stayed at home taking care of his potted plants.

"Third uncle, would you like me to use my urine to water your flowers? Then your flowers will grow better next year."

Yan Bugui's face twitched and he said:

"Go away. Watering the flowers like that won't burn the roots. Eh? Jianjun, you've changed your ways today. You actually bought pig intestines."

Yan Bugui always felt that Wang Jianjun was as stingy as himself.

After all, this kid usually eats either cabbage or steamed bread, so even Yan Bugui can't take advantage of him if he's a vegetarian.

Why did this kid change his personality today and actually bought pig intestines?

"Hey, this isn't a gift from my uncle in the country."

Yan Bugui felt a little greedy when he saw the pig intestines. Although this thing tasted strong, it contained a lot of fat.

As long as you wash it clean, pig intestines can be equivalent to pork belly.

"Jianjun, this pig intestine is not easy to handle. Why don't you ask your third aunt to help cook it. Your third aunt's cooking skills are no worse than Shazhu's."

Wang Jianjun couldn't help but complain in his heart.

With Auntie’s cooking skills, I guess he wouldn’t even be happy to be Shazhu’s assistant in the kitchen.

"Uncle, since Auntie can cook offal, I'll give you this pig intestine. I don't really like eating it."

When the third uncle heard that there was such a good thing, he rubbed his hands happily and said:

"How can this be so embarrassing, Jianjun? Then..."

Having said that, judging from Yan Bugui's eyes and actions, he didn't seem to be polite at all.

Wang Jianjun stuffed the pig intestine into his hand and said:

"Hey, you're welcome, Third Uncle. I just have something to ask you."

"You tell me, you tell me! Third Master, I will tell you everything I know."

The third uncle got the benefit and immediately patted his chest and made a promise.

"Uncle, this is the case. I have a friend who wants to buy a house. But as you know, private transactions are not allowed these days. He has no connections and no way to do it, so he wants to ask you for advice."

"Hey, you've asked the right person about this. Jianjun, if you want to buy..."

Wang Jianjun waved his hand and said:

"Uncle San! He is my friend, not me."

Yan Bugui understood and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, he is your friend. Look at your uncle's memory."

Then he lowered his voice and said, "If your friend wants to buy a house, he can use the method of borrowing money as collateral. Ask the seller to write an IOU with an early date, and then take the IOU and the property certificate to the Housing Authority with the homeowner to go through the formalities."

As expected, it’s the Third Uncle who is well-informed about this news.

Thinking that he would not trouble two masters for one thing, Wang Jianjun continued to ask:

"Then Uncle San, if you want to buy a smaller single-family courtyard house, who should you look for?"

Yan Bugui gave him a strange look.

I wondered if I had made a mistake. Was this guy actually a hidden rich man? But he didn't look like a stingy guy.

"If your friend wants to buy a Siheyuan, he should go to Dongcheng District and Xicheng District to have a look. There are also Siheyuans in Shichahai.

But if you want to buy a single-family house, you have to find the old folks. The deeds of the single-family courtyard houses are mostly in the hands of those people, and they are all inherited from their ancestors. But if you want to ask who to find, I really don’t know. ”

Wang Jianjun also knew that this issue was beyond Lao Yan’s business scope.

But at least I have a general direction.

After thanking Lao Yan, I went back home. Since I had mutton today, I would eat something light with some vegetables tonight. Shredded cucumber with braised pork bone would be a good choice.

Yan Bugui happily took the pig intestines, which he obtained by exchanging intelligence, and he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

After returning to the house, Yan Fugui shouted into the house: "Ruihua! Come quickly and see what good stuff I got."

Third Aunt Yang Ruihua came out of the kitchen and her eyes lit up instantly when she saw the pig intestine in Yan Bugui's hand.

"Boss! Where did you get this pig intestine?"

"Hey, Wang Jianjun from the backyard gave it to me."

Then he repeated what had just happened.

"Jianjun wants to buy a yard? Does he have the money?"

"Hey, who cares if he's rich or not. Let's cook this pig intestine first. It's not something that can be stored in a long time. The smell is too strong."

When the third aunt heard this, she agreed and took the pig intestines and prepared to cook them.

"Remember to save the fat inside, it's all oily. Also, cook the pig's large intestine and eat one-third of it tonight. It won't go bad even if you leave it for a few days in the cold weather."

"Okay, I won't know about this."

As the saying goes, when you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; when you marry a dog, you follow the dog. No matter what the third aunt was like before she got married.

Ever since she married Yan Bugui, her personality has become similar to Yan Bugui's.

He is exactly like the second Yan Laokou.

At dinner time in the evening, the Yan family members sat at the dining table and looked at the pig intestines on the table with their eyes glowing green.

Yan Jiecheng, who was still complaining about not having meat at home a few days ago, looked at the pig intestines and said in disbelief:

"Dad, have you changed? You're even willing to buy pig intestines."

Yan Bugui laughed and said, "Look at what you said. We can have some good food occasionally. Let me share it with you according to the old rules."

As he said this, he picked up the plate and distributed two pieces of the pig intestines, which were cut into uniform sizes, to each of them.

"No need to fight, each person gets two dollars."

The amount of pig intestines looked small when it was on the plate, and it was even less after it was divided.

In the end, Yan Bu didn't even leave out any juice in the dish and scooped a spoonful for each person.

At first glance, it looks a bit like French food presentation.