Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

In Yan Jiecheng's opinion, Nanyi is a big joke of the steel rolling mill.

He Nanyi was originally the young owner of a large restaurant in the old days. After liberation, although he was criticized because of his background, he relied on the antiques in his family to live better than most people. Coupled with his superb cooking skills, after coming to the steel rolling mill,

, quickly took Sha Zhu’s place and became a chef specializing in cooking for the leaders.

Factory Director Yang and several deputy factory directors think highly of Nanyi and have praised Nanyi several times during meetings.

In recent years, as the issue of family background has faded away, Nan Yi has become the team leader in the cafeteria, which is a position that Shazhu only dreams of getting.

A well-informed person analyzed that once the canteen director retires, Nan Yi might be able to become the canteen director.

It was such a single chef who came from a wealthy family and had a promising future, but he actually married a young widow with three children.

Besides, the little widow had a bad reputation. She flirted with the workers a lot for food. Although no one took advantage of her, her reputation was ruined.

Of course, Yan Jiecheng now wanted to seek help from Nan Yi and did not dare to reveal his contempt.

Nan Yi looked at Yan Jiecheng with some confusion: "Comrade Jiecheng, if you have nothing to do, I will leave first."

"It's like this, I'm getting married soon, and I want you to prepare a banquet for me." Yan Jiecheng grabbed the handle of Nan Yi's car.

"Marry? It means we are gay. Logically speaking, we are in a gay relationship. Your marriage is a big event. I have to help you no matter what, but I am really busy lately."

Nan Yi has also heard about the Yan family and knows that the Yan family likes to take advantage and is unwilling to deal with such a family.

Nan Yi was about to pick up the child in a hurry, but Yan Jiecheng couldn't let him go. He stretched out his hand to hold Nan Yi's arm, "Master Nan, don't worry, as long as you help our Yan family cook, we will definitely not lose you! We all

I am a factory worker, so you must be embarrassed to ask for my money. Well, after the banquet, you can take away any leftover vegetables and meat."

Nan Yi stopped, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes.

He has a rich family, and now he still has a bunch of antiques passed down from his ancestors at home, but those things cannot be sold at high prices now, and if he sells them easily, they may cause trouble. In the past, he could feed himself and the whole family would not be hungry.

There was no need to worry about money. Ever since he married Liang Ladi, he had to consider these issues.

After all, raising three children is not an easy task no matter what age you are in.

In recent years, Nan Yi has given up his previous obsessions in order to make a living, and has often helped others prepare banquets to earn extra money. He knows very well that in order to hold a decent wedding banquet, the host will prepare extra vegetables and meat, and the leftover dishes

The value combined with the meat far exceeds the cost of hiring a cook.

Especially since Da Mao and Er Mao have been arguing about eating meat recently, they just took advantage of this opportunity...

Nan Yi thought about it again and again, and finally agreed: "Okay, let's become brothers. Why are we co-workers? Let's make an agreement."

"Don't worry. Although our Yan family has a bad reputation, I, Yan Jiecheng, am an upright man and can spit nails."

"...it's a common proverb to say that one spits and one nails. It means that a person keeps his word and never goes back on his word!" Nan Yi curled his lips.

"That's right, you educated people know better!" Yan Jiecheng laughed loudly: "We have an agreement!"

Nan Yi nodded. He felt that even if the Yan family played tricks, he, as a cook, would not suffer a loss.

After all, when the time comes to stir-fry, wouldn’t it be possible to save money by using less dishes?

.....

After the cook's affairs were settled, the Yan family began to plan the feast.

Yan Bugui has already thought about it. In order to respond to the call of his superiors to be thrifty, this banquet will be an all-vegetarian feast.

For example, hot and sour Chinese cabbage, hot and sour shredded potatoes, boiled Chinese cabbage, boiled shredded potatoes, stir-fried Chinese cabbage with potatoes, stir-fried white radish with carrots...

In just the blink of an eye, Yan Bugui wrote down seven or eight dishes on paper.

The third aunt looked on beside her and was dumbfounded: "Old Yan, are you treating guests, or are you feeding rabbits?"

"What do you know? This is called carrying forward the style of hard work and simplicity." Yan Bugui put down his brush and said with a somewhat proud expression: "Before liberation, you couldn't even eat these dishes! This is already an extraordinary treat."

The third aunt gave Yan Bugui a thumbs up in her heart. With such cleverness, there was no one else in the courtyard except Yan Bugui.

only....

The third aunt said with some worry: "These are just vegetables, and the guests won't be able to eat enough!"

No matter what age you treat guests to a meal, the most basic requirement is that the guests have enough to eat.

"I know this. Can't we just buy some more Wootou when the time comes? A Wootou only costs two cents. Even if a guest eats five Wootou, our family only pays 10 cents. We will definitely make a lot of money this time.

.”

Yan Jiecheng listened to Yan Bugui imparting knowledge, learned to draw inferences from one instance, and raised his hand impatiently.

Yan Bugui glared at him: "What a waste of buying stick noodles! If you buy stick noodles and let that chef Nan Yi make the steamed buns, wouldn't you save more than half the money?"

"Gao, Dad, you are really clever!"

Yan Jiecheng took a breath and gave a thumbs up.

Only a stingy person like Yan Bugui could come up with the idea of ​​asking the cook to make steamed buns.

After finishing the menu, Yan Bugui did a simple calculation and found that the cost of a table should not exceed two yuan at most. The next step was to invite the guests.

In addition to relatives of the Yan family, residents of the courtyard are also among those invited.

Yan Bugui rattled the abacus pillar, "Each household gives six yuan as a gift. There are twenty-six households in our courtyard house. After taking into account the expenses, we can still earn one hundred and thirty yuan."

"Six yuan..." The third aunt frowned, poured a cup of tea for Yan Bugui, and whispered: "Lao Yan, is six yuan too much? You know when Lao Zhang's son next door got married.

, we just gave them a gift of 80 cents."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yan Bugui slammed the enamel jar that was close to his mouth on the table, his eyes widening as big as a bell.

"Do I have the same status? I am a veteran teacher for many years and I am deeply respected by others. It is their honor to come to our house to have dinner. Even if I tell them, their faces will be happy.

Lao Zhang is just a temporary worker, so handing him 80 cents is considered as giving him face."

This reason is reasonable. The third aunt gave Yan Bugui 18 likes with her thumbs up.

Yan Jiecheng also stood up and said loudly: "That is, you can let them come to the banquet to give them noodles. Besides, dad, you are still a teacher. If anyone dares to complain that the gifts and money are too much, then their children should not go to Red Star Steel Rolling School."

I went to factory primary school."

Although a large part of the residents in the courtyard are not employees of the steel rolling mill, due to the strong teaching staff of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, most of the children attend Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill Primary School.

Of course, according to regulations, children who are not employees of the steel rolling mill cannot attend school in the primary school of the steel rolling mill. However, as long as the parents of the students can pay the tuition on time and no one raises any objections, the school will accept it.

.....

Early the next morning.

The third aunt took Yan Jiefang from door to door to inform them.

The first one is the old Zhang’s house next door.

Aunt Zhang was eating with her rice bowl. When she saw the two people standing outside the door, she immediately understood the reason.

He put down the bowl, walked out, and asked with a smile: "Xie Cheng, congratulations, I was not at home yesterday, and I heard from the head of my family that you are getting married tomorrow."

"Yes, Auntie, we are neighbors and have always had a good relationship. I am here to invite you to the banquet." Yan Jiecheng said politely.

"Okay, I'll be there on time." Auntie Zhang agreed without thinking too much.

She was about to close the door when she saw Yan Jiecheng still standing at the door and asked with some confusion.

"Xie Cheng, Third Aunt, you..."

"I....."

After all, Yan Jiecheng was young and thin-faced. He opened his mouth and was too embarrassed to say it.

The third aunt glanced at him sideways, pursed her lips and said, "Sister, our family is going to treat the whole compound to a feast this time."

"Having a big meal? This is a good thing!" A look of suspicion appeared on Aunt Zhang's face. With the Yan family's stinginess, would they be willing to treat everyone to a big meal?

"It's a good thing, but you also know how expensive food and meat are now." The third aunt took courage and said, "My Lao Yan said that each family will get six yuan as a gift."

"What! Six dollars, Third Aunt, are your family crazy?"

The aunt of the Zhang family took a breath of cold air and hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold the door frame, "We hand out gifts in the courtyard, and they only cost a few cents on weekdays. You want six yuan all of a sudden. Are you planning to make a fortune from this?"

"Look at what you said. Our Lao Yan is a teacher. I remember that your three children all go to Hongxing Primary School in the Steel Rolling Mill. You don't want your children to miss school, right?"

Now that her face was broken, the third aunt stopped hiding it and directly used her trump card.

"you....."

Aunt Zhang didn't expect the Yan family to be so vicious, but for the sake of the children, she could only bite the bullet and admit it.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, don't worry, I will be there on time. Xie Cheng, I wish you a happy wedding!"

The sinister tone made Yan Jiecheng feel very uncomfortable. On the way to the middle courtyard, Yan Jiecheng tugged at the corner of the third aunt's clothes.

"Mom, is this too much for us to do?"

The third aunt stopped and felt a little dizzy.

I wonder how such a shrewd person like Yan Bugui could be such a fool after giving birth to Yan Jie.

Unfortunately, Yan Jiecheng is still the eldest son of the Yan family, and the Yan family will have to rely on Yan Jiecheng to support it in the future.

She suppressed her discomfort and looked at Yan Jiecheng with a cold face: "Too much? You kid is really stupid.

If our family is not excessive, where will the money come from to support you and buy you so much furniture?"

I remember back in the day, your father was a private school teacher, teaching in the home of a wealthy man.

When I was a child, my family was poor, so I was sold to a rich man's family and became the second concubine of an old man in his sixties.

Your father was in his prime at that time, and he was literate, and I was young, beautiful, and charming.

The two of us fell in love for a long time and made a private commitment in the stable for life.

Paper can't cover up the fire. I'm afraid of being discovered by the rich man all day long. That rich man is cold-hearted. If he knew, he would definitely sink the two of us.

Just when I was thinking about how to escape from the rich man's house and elope with your father, Jincheng was liberated.

The rich man took advantage of the chaos to escape. Your father and I also took the opportunity to escape from the rich man's house.

In order to hide our identities, we left everything behind and fled to the capital.

At that time, the most valuable thing in our family was the sewing needle I hid in my clothes.

Now look at it, our house is equipped with bicycles, televisions, radios, all these things that ordinary people would never dare to think of.

What are you relying on? Isn’t it just taking advantage of others!

You kid is just too honest. Please learn more from your father in the future."

Yan Jiecheng was dumbfounded when he heard this. He had also known that Yan Bugui had problems with his background, but he didn't expect that he was the private tutor of a rich man's family, and that the third aunt turned out to be the concubine of a rich man...

The third aunt regained her composure and seemed to realize that she had said a bit too much. She hurriedly said to Yan Jiecheng with a straight face: "Jiecheng, what I just told you, you must not tell others, even if you liberate them

No way. If you tell me, you will get into big trouble."

"Understood, mother, don't worry, I'm already so old." Yan Jiecheng nodded heavily.

.....

Under the threat of the third aunt, most of the residents in the compound agreed to attend Yan Jiecheng's banquet.

There are only a few places where the third aunt has not dared to visit.

They are the Yi family, Liu Haizhong's family, Shazhu's family, Xu Damao's family, Qin Huairu's wife, and Wang Weidong's family who lives in the outer courtyard.

These families are the thorns in the courtyard.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The third aunt has no confidence in handling them.

but.

The thought of giving up the six yuan she was about to receive made Third Aunt's heart ache like blood.

So she hesitated again and again and knocked on Liu Haizhong's door.

There is a reason why the third aunt chose bangs as her breakthrough point.

First of all, Liu Haizhong is relatively rich. As a seventh-level blacksmith, he has a monthly salary of more than 70 yuan, which he cannot spend all of his money.

Second, Liu Haizhong is now the second uncle, and after Wang Weidong became the first uncle, he is isolated and helpless in the compound and is in urgent need of Yan Bugui's help.

really.

When Liu Haizhong heard that the Yan family wanted a gift of six yuan, he was ready to get angry.

However, the third aunt's words made Liu Haizhong smile with joy.

"Haizhong, my old Yan said that as long as you agree to attend our Yan family's banquet, we will form an alliance with you to deal with Liu Hongchang together."

"...Forget about dealing with Liu Hongchang, as long as you don't get bullied by him." Liu Haizhong didn't wait for the third aunt to continue talking, took out six yuan from his pocket and handed it to the third aunt.

"This is my gift money, you should keep it first!"

"Second uncle, you are so impressive." Yan Jiecheng gave a thumbs up.

After fixing Liu Haizhong, the third aunt regained her confidence and knocked directly on Yi Zhonghai's door.

Yi Zhonghai was angry about what happened two days ago. When he saw the third aunt, he glared and said, "Your Yan family's affairs have nothing to do with me, so don't bother me."

"boom!"

After saying that, before the third aunt could react, he closed the door heavily.

The third aunt was so angry that she almost jumped up and cursed.

Fortunately, Yan Jiecheng stopped him, "Mom, Yi Zhonghai is an old fox. It's a good thing that he doesn't come to the banquet, so as not to cause trouble later."