When they are admitted to university, they can live in their own courtyard house. If they live in the school dormitory, there will be no way for us to kiss, hug and lift each other up.

"Gongjian Hutong, the house of the old writer Ye Junjian!"

“This location is great!”

Tang Xiaofu grew up in Beijing and was very familiar with the area. She smiled and said, "This area originally belonged to the old imperial city. During the Ming Dynasty, the Neigongjian Office was located here, so it was called Neigongjian Hutong. Ordinary people were not allowed to live there."

"After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, people began to live here. Later, someone found that Gongjian was homophonic with two of the Chinese characters Wen, Liang, Gong, Jian, and Rang in the Analects of Confucius, so the name was changed to Gongjian Hutong."

Xu Zhigong had an ear hanging nearby.

At this moment, he interrupted excitedly: "Zhengjun, are you planning to buy a house in Yanjing?"

"Yes, I plan to buy a courtyard house!"

"That's amazing! If he gets admitted to university next year, he can settle down in the capital!" Xu Zhigong was extremely envious and was also happy for Lin Zhengjun.

After saying goodbye to Xu Zhigong, they rushed to the county town together.

He first went to the post office to send "The Shepherd" to Xie Jin of the Shanghai Film Studio, and "The Road of Life" to Liu Xinwu.

Then, we rushed to Lao Gandie Restaurant.

……

Ten o'clock in the morning, Lao Gandie Restaurant.

"Xianzhi, hurry up and wash today's waste!"

"Hongdan, wipe the table again, and go to the vegetable market to buy some cabbage..."

Lin Hongmei was carrying her child on her back and was busy with a group of people. Her little face was rosy, with a smile on her lips, and she was full of energy.

I thought the good sales on the opening day were due to the support of Lin Zhengjun's friends, and that business would slow down after a few days.

Unexpectedly, business is getting better day by day. Yesterday's turnover reached 500 yuan, with a profit of more than 300 yuan!

It seems that Lin Zhengjun made the right choice to make "Yanjing Luzhu". The price is not expensive, but you can still eat meat, which is exactly what the working class wants.

What made her even happier was that she finally moved into Yang Kaixuan's dormitory and was able to live a married life.

After all, she is still young, and she is a normal physiological woman. It is no exaggeration to say that her life as a military wife for several years is almost like being a widow!

Moreover, perhaps Yang Kaixuan felt guilty, or perhaps he felt that she had worked hard, so he took special care of her.

He prepared water for her to wash her feet every day, changed the baby's diapers at night, and got up early to make breakfast for her. She felt that her life was sweeter than honey.

At this moment, Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu arrived.

Seeing Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu coming in, Lin Hongmei was very happy and said with a smile: "Zhengjun, Xiaofu, please sit down! Why are you in the county town?"

"We both came here to submit articles and send letters, and by the way, we came to see you and see how the hotel is doing!" Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

Zhao Xiuli quickly brought two cups of tea and said with a smile, "Director Xiaolin, Tang Zhiqing, have some tea."

"Where is Mr. Bai?" Lin Zhengjun asked as he sat down casually.

"He's gone to buy some coal. They're almost out."

"How's business?" Lin Zhengjun asked.

Lin Hongmei immediately took out the account book and excitedly talked about the business situation.

Each person can get a profit of about 100 yuan a day, which is a huge sum of money for Lin Hongmei, but it is just a drizzle for Lin Zhengjun.

Lin Zhengjun nodded and asked, "By the way, is the street quiet recently? Are there any people from any unit coming here to cause trouble?"

"No."

Lin Hongmei shook her head and said, "Maybe Mr. Bai's name is too big. The heads of various departments all know that this is his store and have never come to inspect it."

"only……"

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Lin Zhengjun said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be so hesitant."

"I'm just worried that you're busy, so I don't want to waste your precious time with such trivial matters!"

Lin Hongmei said: "Recently, five or six young people came here to eat and kept whistling at Zhao Xiuli and Wu Hongdan."

"Just whistling, no other excessive actions?" Lin Zhengjun asked.

In this era, whistling is actually a teasing behavior. Country girls are thin-skinned and probably bothered by it.

"No." Lin Hongmei shook her head and said, "Just whistle."

Lin Zhengjun waved to Zhao Xiuli and Wu Hongdan who were working in the kitchen and said, "Come here, both of you!"

Two girls came over.

Lin Zhengjun said: "Don't be afraid if they whistle. Just ask them if they want more food or bread. If they don't want it, you can say, 'How can such a big person eat so little?' In fact, it is to mock them for having no money... But you must smile."

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Xiuli and Wu Hongdan nodded.

Lin Zhengjun asked them to get busy, took out the money and tickets, and said, "Big sister, give us two bowls of stewed pork and four sesame cakes, so that Xiaofu can taste your cooking skills."

"You still take money?"

"I've taught you so many times, you must keep your accounts clear when doing business."

Lin Zhengjun insisted on paying, so Lin Hongmei took the money and the receipt and went to the kitchen to busy herself.

After a while, Lin Hongmei brought out the braised pork and sesame cakes.

Tang Xiaofu was excited and expectant, and said, "Big sister is amazing, not to mention eating it, just smelling it makes it smell so good!"

Lin Hongmei said modestly: "This is the recipe that Zhengjun told me. The pork offal soup in our Huanghuai area is actually a bit fishy and greasy!"

Tang Xiaofu picked up her chopsticks and started eating, praising: "Not bad, it really tastes like Yanjing stewed food!"

At this time, five young men came in leisurely and said to Lin Hongmei with a smile: "Good sister, each of you give me a bowl of stewed meat and two flatbreads!"

"My dear sister, please don't shortchange me!"

The call was quite intimate, but when Lin Zhengjun heard it, he felt that there was a hint of teasing in the words.

He turned to look.

The five young men were all wearing tattered work clothes and bell-bottom pants, which were rare in that era, looking slovenly.

Lin Zhengjun's gaze finally locked on a young man with a flat head.

Song Changgen.

Skillful!

In his previous life, there were two famous people in Huaibian County, one was him, Lin Zhengjun, and the other was Song Changgen in front of him.

However, Lin Zhengjun is a well-known private entrepreneur and philanthropist.

But Song Changgen is a notorious gangster boss.

When Lin Zhengjun was doing business in Huanghuai City, this guy often came to ask for money and even harassed and blackmailed him!

Of course Lin Zhengjun would not tolerate this. This guy was convicted by the judicial authorities in 2005 and was directly hit by the target.

Lin Hongmei's face flashed with a trace of embarrassment, and she forced a smile and said, "Comrades, wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

She turned into the kitchen.

After a while, Zhao Xiuli brought the braised pork and sesame cakes and said with a smile, "Enjoy your meal, brothers. Call me if you need anything." After that, she left.

Song Changgen immediately blew a sharp whistle at Zhao Xiuli, and several of his companions burst into laughter, with very obscene and vulgar looks in their eyes.

At this time, it was almost time for dinner. Several tables of guests came in and immediately cast disgusted looks at them, wishing they could just get up and leave.

Zhao Xiuli was actually a little scared, but with Lin Zhengjun around, she suddenly gained a little more courage.

She turned back and said with a smile, "Brothers, do you think the food is not enough? Do you want more?"

Song Changgen had not yet evolved into the fierce and domineering gangster boss of later generations, he was just a small-time street thug.

Hearing this, he looked a little stunned and embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "No, no, it's enough."

"Oh, you eat so little, only two sesame cakes each? Other guests usually eat four or five, you really don't want more?" Zhao Xiuli said with a smile.

As a member of society, Song Changgen instantly heard the sarcasm in Zhao Xiuli's words. He became annoyed and his face turned red.

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