Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Yan Jiecheng couldn't wait, so he picked up a piece of pig intestine and stuffed it into his mouth.

The first thing you taste is an indescribable texture and flavor.

"Mom... Is this pig intestine? I can't chew it at all. And what does it smell like?"

Yan Jiecheng had a strange look on his face. He had eaten braised pork once before, and his impression of large intestine was not the taste like this.

Yan Bugui also took a bite and found that the pig intestine was indeed a bit difficult to chew and he couldn't chew it through even after chewing it for a long time.

"Hey, as long as it's cooked, it's fine. Cooking it for so long would be a waste of firewood."

The cooking of the three aunts is full of the essence of Yanbu.

Every bit of fuel saved counts.

"That...this smell?"

“Isn’t this the taste of pig intestines?”

As the third aunt spoke, she picked up a piece of pig intestine and put it into her mouth. Then she also fell silent.

Yan Bugui twitched his lips, turned his head to look at his wife and asked:

"Mother of the child, have you washed the pig intestines?"

"I washed it, but maybe I didn't wash it clean enough..."

The three aunts were a little embarrassed.

In order to save water, she only rinsed the pig intestines briefly. However, in such a cold weather, the fat inside the intestines solidified and the dirt on top could not be washed away.

Plus she couldn't bear to part with the oil.

So this dish of original soup and original food came into being.

Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng's faces turned green after hearing this.

Yan Jiecheng almost vomited when he saw the piece of pig intestine left in the bowl.

Yan Bugui is okay.

The stinginess deeply rooted in his bones supported him in finishing the remaining piece of pig intestine.

"Your mom is just trying to save some oil. Besides, as long as it's cooked, it's fine. Why bother with so much? Just eat it quickly."

These words caused Yan Jiecheng and others to fall into silence.

Don’t eat it? That’s meat, and you may not be able to eat it even during the Chinese New Year.

Eat? That would be like eating the unspeakable things that were not cleaned thoroughly.

To eat or not to eat? That is the question.

Let’s not talk about the Yan family’s entanglement.

On the other side, Wang Jianjun finished eating the braised pork ribs in the space and then started to eat a green cucumber.

It's okay to eat some vegetarian food occasionally.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he went out and jumped over the courtyard wall.

Regarding the transaction last week, Chen Biao asked him to meet tonight to discuss continuing the cooperation.

After leaving the hospital, Wang Jianjun took out the bicycle from the space.

Still wearing the same disguise, he rode his bicycle all the way to the courtyard where Chen Biao and others were.

After entering the courtyard, the people inside recognized Wang Jianjun by his attire, and approached him like lackeys, flattering him:

"Mr. Ye, you are here. Our boss has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

Wang Jianjun was used to it, so he followed him into the house without saying a word.

When Chen Biao in the room saw Wang Jianjun coming in, he immediately stood up and said with a smile:

"Mr. Ye, you are finally here!"

His tone was so respectful that it was hard to imagine that he was the boss of the pigeon market in this area.

There's nothing you can do about it. These days whoever has the resources is the boss.

Chen Biao and others have been living a very comfortable life recently, and it's all because of Wang Jianjun.

"I heard that you came to me to discuss a deal?"

"That's right. The reason I came to you this time, Mr. Ye, is to ask if you can supply us with more goods for the next transaction."

Chen Biao was very cautious when he said this.

He was afraid that the conditions he proposed would anger Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun raised his eyebrows. What a coincidence! He was just thinking about how to earn more money to buy a house.

But he was not in a hurry to agree. After thinking for a while, he slowly said:

"Your pigeons can't normally eat that much, right?"

The Pigeon Market is essentially still a market, and it also does business for the surrounding residents.

Sijiu City is so big that there is more than one pigeon market.

Thinking of the news he heard last time he went to the black market, Wang Jianjun also guessed Chen Biao's plan.

He was planning to wholesale the products from his own store and then resell them to his peers.

As expected, Chen Biao immediately said awkwardly:

"My brothers in the same business are jealous of me because I made a little money. Now they come to me one by one to ask for help..."

Wang Jianjun just smiled and didn't expose her.

Chen Biao is obviously a smart man. A smart person can't do this job.

But this just happened to be convenient for him.

Wang Jianjun thought for a while and then said calmly:

"How much stuff do you want?"

Chen Biao knew there was hope when he heard this, and he suppressed his excitement and said carefully:

"If possible, quadruple the previous amount... not triple it."

Wang Jianjun said directly:

"No problem if it's less than five times. If you need it, I can provide some sheep next month. Twenty or thirty sheep a month is not a problem."

When Chen Biao heard this, his head started buzzing.

This happiness came too suddenly, and he could hardly accept it for a while.

If you have five times the amount of goods, you can keep a portion for yourself and sell the rest to make a lot of money.

Seeing the other party's excitement, Wang Jianjun poured cold water on him at the right time and said:

"The quantity is not a problem. In a few months, even if you want ten or twenty times the quantity, I can sell it to you. But you have to remember that the transaction must be kept low-key. If someone finds out about me, then our deal is over."

Wang Jianjun’s words also made Chen Biao break out in a cold sweat.

I've been thinking that I've been a bit high-profile recently. There's nothing I can do about it - people tend to become arrogant when they have money.

This is especially true for those in their line of work.

Wang Jianjun also knew that this business was likely to attract envy, and when the profits were too great, it would always attract the attention of people with ulterior motives.

We still have to find a safer sales channel.

After the deal was finalized, Wang Jianjun went to the black market again.

Ever since he went to the black market and killed two people last time, Wang Jianjun's fame has spread.

Although he doesn't have a good reputation, everyone in the black market knows that there is a man wearing a mask, sunglasses and a big felt hat who you should never mess with.

No one would even pretend to be him.

After all, no one except a blind person would wear sunglasses when going out late at night.

So every time Wang Jianjun came to the black market, the sentry at the door didn't dare to say a word and just stepped aside to let him in.

After entering the black market, Wang Jianjun went to the stall selling weapons as usual to take a look.

The gun vendor seemed to already know what Wang Jianjun had done and said speechlessly:

"Dude, are you buying guns or bullets this time?"

"I want bullets, and I want a gun, too."

The stall owner really couldn't understand why you bought a gun when you have this skill.

But I don't think too much when I have business to do.

He took out a bag of bullets from his pocket and handed it over, saying:

"One thousand rounds. I don't have any in stock. You'll have to wait until next year."

"Where's the gun?"

The man took out a bag from behind and whispered:

"This gun is very troublesome, so don't show it."

Wang Jianjun opened the bag a little, took a look and almost exclaimed "Oh my God!"

"You actually got this thing?"

"You're the one who keeps asking me for it."

"Just one handful?"

"How many more do you want?"

Wang Jianjun thought for a moment and said:

"If you have any, how about seven or eight?"

The stall owner looked at Wang Jianjun speechlessly:

"Dude, it took me a lot of effort to get this one. It's good enough. I'll have to hide for the next few months after I finish this business with you."