Siheyuan: Supernatural from the Ninth-level Engineer

He Yuyu finally saw Yang Gang and greeted excitedly.

"You're so early today?" Yang Gang responded, "I'll go do something first

"I'll be with you..."

He Yuyu wants to follow along.

How can Yang Gang agree, "This is not very convenient."

For He Yuyu, he was not polite at all.

He was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"Rainwater, what's wrong?" Qin Huairu came out.

Ask knowingly.

He Yuyu just glanced at her and didn't speak.

"If you like a guy, you have to know what he likes. If you don't have any feelings for you, the more you hold on to it, the less he will pay attention to you..."

Qin Huairu said with a smile.

He Yuyu snorted coldly after hearing this, "So, that's how you hang my brother, right? Qin Huairu, don't think I don't know, my brother has given you a lot of food stamps from the family in the past few months. He was not allowed to bring food back, so he bought it himself and brought it to your family..."

I was unhappy.Directly to Qin Huairu.

"Rain, your brother has been helping us, I know..." Qin Huairu's face became aggrieved.

Silly Zhu was cooking in the house, and when he heard the movement, he came out and called He Yuhui back.

"I'll fry the meat in a while, and I'll bring you a plate over..."

Silly Zhu said with a smile.

Then he asked Qin Huairu, "Aren't you going to work overtime tonight? I bought two movie tickets.

"I have something to do tonight. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow."

Qin Huairu refused directly.

Immediately, the fool was not happy.

The second uncle came back with a pound of meat.

Thinking about this pound of meat is hard to make a tooth sacrifice in the family.

A while ago, Yi Zhonghai worked overtime every day, and he was the one who had the final say in the courtyard.

But nothing happened.

At most, Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe quarreled, and he went to persuade them.

Maybe Xu Da Mao is not a projectionist and a cleaner, and that's not good.

Can't even drink.

This time I finally had a chance, and ran to find the third master.

"We have never eaten together in this yard. How about we gather the meat and let silly Zhu hold a feast, so that we can celebrate the festival together?" Yan Bugui heard that, he was worried that everyone in the yard would eat meat, and he The house is not stinky.

"Take it down, everyone just order some meat!"

After hearing this, the uncle shook his head.

"Master, your family has divided more than ten kilograms! Just as I was in the factory, I carried forward my style. Is it possible to carry forward my style here? It's all in the same compound.

044 Two bottles of Erguotou for a Doucai chicken cup (8000 flowers plus more)

The second uncle said.

As a leader, it is natural to seek welfare for everyone.

"Fuck you! Didn't you see that Gangzi was so thin? The leaders in the factory looked at Gangzi's situation and rewarded him a little more!

The old man was instantly angry.

This bastard, want to enjoy the official addiction.

Use Yang Gang's interests to buy people's hearts?

"Gangzi said that if you want to get meat from him, you can exchange it for meat tickets! He also exchanged meat tickets for it!"

"I'm not here to ask you. If you don't agree, you won't agree. What are you doing in a hurry."

The second uncle said.

The third master didn't say a word.

"This shit is really not a thing!" The uncle said angrily.

The aunt was a little worried, "Don't Gangzi have dozens of pounds of meat tickets..."

"He took out most of them again. If there are cadres and workers in the factory who do errands at home, they can apply for it.

Yi Zhonghai said.

I like this nephew more and more.

Things are getting smoother.

Yang Gang carried the meat and approached the yard next door.

Many people looked at him with meat and wine.

A look of envy.

There were discussions about whose relatives this was.

When he saw Yang Gang walking to the small courtyard at the back, he couldn't help shaking his head.

The old man in the backyard has a weird temper, and few people like it.

"Boy, you are willing to show up!"

Uncle Guan is sitting on a bamboo chair.

There is a purple clay pot in front of it, and I take a sip from time to time.

"I've just finished my work, so I'm here to greet you old man!"

Yang Gang said with a smile.

He lifted the meat and wine in his hand up.

"Master Guan, our factory will divide the meat today and bring you some."

"We know each other well?"

Uncle Guan has a very unfriendly attitude.

Yang Gang almost cursed out.

Anyway, have you dumped meat tickets and canned food from yourself?

"In your eyes, there is only food! There are too many good treasures. Come into the house with me.

Uncle Guan just glanced at the knife, which was at least two pounds of meat.

Went into the room.

Take out some old objects and explain them one by one.

What age, where is it made, how to distinguish true from false, etc...

Yang Gang was going to learn this from the old man.

It doesn't matter if you are a teacher or not, just listen carefully.

The descendants of Chongyangmen tax officials have collected these old objects in their families for several generations.

I have been immersed in my ears since I was a child, and when I say it, it makes people fascinated.

"Master, take a break first, drink some tea to moisten your throat, I'll go get the rice,

In the evening our grandfather drinks two cups. "

Shut down the old man's wine.

It happened that Yang Gang had wine in his hand.

Although I don't know why the stubborn old man has to pull himself to learn these things, he wants to learn anyway.

Yang Gang went outside to wash the meat and cut it into cubes.

Then make the braised pork.

"Put your Erguotou aside, this Yanghe Daqu has been preserved for XNUMX years!"

After Yang Gang finished the dishes, he was ready to pour the wine.

Erguotou was also signed.

Obviously, the old man despised this wine.

Then he took out a small clay pot from the cabinet.

It can hold a pound of wine at most.

Just opened, the wine is full of aroma.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a good craftsmanship?"

Uncle Guan opened his eyes wide as he ate the braised pork cooked by Yang Gang.

"The mouth is soft and glutinous, and there is no greasy fat. Even the royal chef back then was just like that!"

The old man was a little shocked.

I have never heard of Yang Gang cooking at all.

"Master Guan, you have to keep it a secret! I'm lazy, if it spreads out, I have to cook every day.

We have a cook in our yard

Yang Gang said.