Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

When Yi Zhonghai heard that a belt cost ten dollars, he almost gasped and rushed over.

His face was wrinkled, and he pointed at Yan Jiekuang: "You...why don't you go and rob..."

Yi Zhonghai glared at Yan Jiekuang, holding his breath and growling, his eyes seemed to want to eat the other person alive.

"Am I not robbing?"

Yan Jiekuang spread his hands, grinned at the weak Yi Zhonghai, and shook the belt in his hand, "Ten yuan for a belt, tell me whether you want to buy it or not, if not I will continue to beat you, my hands are still itchy."

Yan Bugui was yelling loudly just now, but when he heard his eldest son directly raise the price tenfold, he immediately became interested and turned his eyes away.

However, he knew in his heart that forty dollars for four belts was indeed a bit too much, and even if Yi Zhonghai was rich, he would not pay so much.

"Old Yi, you're still mad at me and Old Liu for what happened yesterday, but you always called me Old Yan before!"

Yan Bugui sighed heavily, "My third son really wants too much. How about this, instead of ten dollars for a belt, eight dollars is the right price. This number is auspicious. What do you think, Lao Yi?"

"Yan Bugui, you are talking nonsense. You think my money was blown by the wind? Do you know how much eight yuan is?!"

Yi Zhonghai held on to the bench and straightened his body while enduring the pain. He looked at Yan Bugui and his son and said, "Even if you two were robbing people, you wouldn't do this. You are simply raising the price."

Yan Jiekuang nodded in agreement: "That's right, I'm just raising the price."

"You...you bastard..."

Yi Zhonghai was furious and began to curse Yan Jiekuang, "Yan Bugui, this is the good son you taught, but he is no different from a robber. He is cunning and treacherous at such a young age, and all he knows is to ask for money."

"Snapped!!!"

Yan Jiekuang hit the bench with his belt, and Yi Zhonghai shivered with fear.

"Yi Zhonghai, I don't want money anymore. I don't need your money. Now, get down on the bench." Yan Jiekuang shouted, pointing at the bench. "You said I only care about money. Now I have listened to your teachings and decided not to ask for money. I have decided to finish the remaining four belts."

"After this period of rest, my energy is back and my hands are itching badly."

Seeing Yan Jiekuang shaking the belt, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help feeling a palpitation in his heart, and his originally numb buttocks began to ache slightly.

Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong, Liu Guangtian and others came over to watch the fun, and when they heard the bargaining had come down to eight yuan, they couldn't help but gasp.

There are four belts left, and if each belt costs eight dollars, that would be thirty-two dollars!

Who wouldn’t be envious when an ordinary worker can get a month’s salary so easily?

Seeing that Yan Jiekuang was serious, Yi Zhonghai was also afraid, "I'm not saying I won't give you money, but you guys are asking for too much."

Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao were watching from the side. They wanted to stop it but were afraid of offending Yan Bugui's family, so they could only stand by and watch.

"Old Yi, we still have to discuss how much it is." Yan Bugui could no longer conceal his excitement and hurried over. "How about this, since you don't agree with our offer, why don't you give us a price and we can continue to discuss it."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Bugui thoughtfully, then glanced at the belt in Yan Jiekuang's hand, and finally slowly stretched out two fingers, "Two, I really don't have more."

"Come on, let's continue."

Yan Jiekuang really didn't want to talk to Yi Zhonghai anymore, so he walked towards Yi Zhonghai holding his belt.

Yi Zhonghai held his hip with one hand and took a step back. "Two dollars and fifty cents, four belts make up ten dollars. That's all. If it's more, I'd rather be beaten. Anyway, I've been beaten so many times with the belt, so a few more hits won't make a difference."

Yan Jiekuang ignored him, pointed at the bench, and motioned Yi Zhonghai to lie down on it.

Yi Zhonghai also became tough, snorted coldly, turned around and was about to lie on him.

"Hey, Old Yi, what are you doing? Why are you, an adult, angry with a child?"

Yan Bugui quickly reached out and held Yi Zhonghai, his eyes revealing infinite kindness, "Just do as you said, Old Yi, we'll just pay ten dollars, and this matter is over. You should go home and recuperate, don't delay, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Hearing that Yan Bugui agreed to buy the remaining four belts for ten yuan, Yi Zhonghai straightened his back, sighed and looked at the aunt.

The aunt was already in tears, but when she saw that the boss finally agreed to pay for the punishment, she no longer felt sorry for the money and quickly got up and ran home to get the money.

After a while, ten yuan was handed to Yan Bugui.

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and was supported by an old lady and went back home.

Yan Bugui held the big black ten in his hand, with the corners of his mouth curled up to his ears. When he put the money into his pocket, he noticed that Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao were watching him.

"This ten dollars is a little too little..."

Yan Bugui saw the meaning in the two people's eyes, which was nothing more than wanting a share of the pie. "He only got ten yuan, and he really didn't want to share it with others. But it's not appropriate not to share it, after all, Xu Damao promised him nine yuan in the first place."

Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao did not force Yan Bugui, they just watched quietly.

"How about one piece each, Lao Liu, Damao, and Dabao?"

Yan Bugui stamped his feet and sighed heavily, "It's still too little money. I can't help it. Otherwise, everyone could share more."

Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao looked at each other and agreed to Yan Bugui's proposal. After all, something is better than nothing.

After the meeting, everyone dispersed. Sha Zhu barely stood up and walked home slowly. He tripped while going up the stairs and it took him a long time to drag himself into the house.

Yi Zhonghai was gone, Sha Zhu was gone, and no one cared about the deaf old lady. Everyone watched her move to the backyard.

Wang Dabao also got one dollar, and he put it in his pocket, thinking it would be a waste if he didn't take it.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when Wang Dabao returned home, and he still went into the island ranch to rest.

After a series of events, the compound began to calm down.

Nothing happened for half a month, which was beyond Wang Dabao's expectations.

Yi Zhonghai seems to be keeping a low profile, treating people kindly in the compound, hoping to regain his status as a master one day.

Sha Zhu's arm hasn't fully recovered yet, but the wound on his butt has basically healed, and he has returned to work in the factory.

Jia Dongxu's foot has almost recovered and he started working a week ago. Now he has been demoted and cannot bear to stay any longer due to his family's lack of money. Without Yi Zhonghai's support in the compound, he has also learned to keep a low profile.

Xu Damao is a bit idle. Since he became the third uncle, he has only held one hospital-wide meeting. He has not yet fully demonstrated his power and prestige.