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Chapter 274 Work hard! !
The old Yan family has six people, but only one 20-square-meter side room. Although the house was divided into two rooms by Yan Bugui, the sound insulation is still very poor.

There were many children in the family, and the old couple was afraid of being heard, so they only did that when the four children were not at home.

But it's too difficult to have four children together when no one is around.

today,

Yan Bugui originally wanted to take advantage of the time when the children were helping out at Zhang Shenfei's house to rekindle his old times with Aunt Yan.

Who would have thought that Zhang Shenfei would come to the door after my pants were taken off.

"Hey, Mr. Yan, can you be a little more reserved in the broad daylight???"

It's a very urgent time, why are you still thinking about that? ? "

At this point, I suddenly remembered what Yan Bugui had said to Aunt Yan, and added:
"It's only five minutes in total, and we have to deduct the time it takes to put on and take off clothes... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Uncle Yan, your skills are not very good.

This is not like the way you help your kids with their homework at school, where the faster they finish, the better..."

A 30-minute assignment was handed in in just 3 minutes? ? Would Aunt Yan be satisfied? ? ?

Hearing these cold and teasing words, Yan Bugui gnashed with hatred: "You kid!!! Why do you have a mouth???"

"Thank you for thinking about me. I have this mouth because I am afraid you will be lonely, so I want to make you feel bored." Zhang Shenfei wanted to say something to Yan Bugui, but when he turned around, he saw Aunt Yan covering her face with her apron, so he could only swallow the rest of his words, "Okay, let's not talk about this. The guests will be here soon, Uncle Yan, can you please come with me???"

Yan Bugui felt a little embarrassed when his male dignity was questioned.

But considering that today was Zhang Shenfei's wedding day, he swallowed his dissatisfaction.

With a cold face, he buttoned up his open front, put the pen in his pocket in place, and then said, holding the gift book, "Let's go."

The two of them went out, passed through the moon gate and walked to the middle courtyard, where they saw Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng had already placed the gift table on the road from the front yard to the middle courtyard.

Their table was on the left, and there was another table on the right, where sat a thin young man who looked as if he had never had a full meal since he was a child.

Although the man did not look good, the Zhongshan suit he was wearing was actually high-end merchandise, though a little old.

Yan Bugui knew that this man must be Nan Yi, the cook whom Yan Bugui had hired to act as the accountant.

He glanced at the other person and snorted coldly, looking as if he looked down on the other person.

Zhang Shenfei was quite polite to the cook and walked over and gave him a handful of candy.

"Are you Comrade Zhang Shenfei? One of the grooms today?" Nan Yi respectfully stretched out his hands to take the candy, his attitude more humble than that of ordinary people.

"Yes, you are Nan Yi, right? I heard that you are a cook with great cooking skills. It seems that the Yaheju, which was once famous in the former Sijiu City, is your family's ancestral property?" Zhang Shenfei handed him a cigarette and started chatting with him.

Although Nan Yi and Sha Zhu are both great chefs, the reasons why they chose this path are completely different.

Sha Zhu's father He Daqing was a cook, so he followed in his father's footsteps and started selling buns on the street at the age of twelve.

When he was selling steamed buns on the street, he encountered soldiers passing through the border. Everyone ran away. He chased the soldiers for the tray of steamed buns that was taken away by the soldiers for two miles. He was beaten to a bloody pulp and his father He Daqing gave him a nickname that would accompany him for the rest of his life: "Silly Zhu."

Although the beating was due to Shazhu's own stupidity and stubbornness, it can also be seen that the He family's financial conditions are not good.

In the later period, Sha Zhu became a cook more as a means of making a living.

But Nan Yi is different.

Nan Yi's grandfather founded "Yaheju", a restaurant that was well-known in the city, and received dignitaries and famous gourmets.

The store was famous and made a lot of money every day. There was no son in his grandfather's family, only a daughter, Nan Yi's mother, so Nan Yi was raised as a young master when he was a child.

Such a person is willing to learn to cook purely out of his personal interest.

Nan Yi loves to work hard, and the dishes he usually studies are all high-end and elegant dishes such as boiled cabbage, Buddha jumps over the wall, and Wensi tofu.

But later, when Yaheju was confiscated, he entered a machine repair factory and became a cook.

Although they are both cooks, he and Sha Zhu have completely different ways of dealing with people because of their different education and living environment.

Firstly, he never holds back when teaching his apprentices, and secondly, he never takes leftovers.

Even though his living conditions became difficult later in the TV series and he wanted to take care of Liang Lati's four children, he would tell the host of the banquet in advance that he would bring a few people to dinner.

From this point of view, Nan Yi seems to be more noble than Sha Zhu.

However, these two people are very similar in that they only love widows. In addition, He Daqing ran away with the White Widow. Zhang Shenfei pondered that perhaps "Qinxing" also has this inheritance.

Hearing Zhang Shenfei say the three words "Yaheju", Nan Yi was so scared that he waved his hands repeatedly: "Oh, what Yaheju or not, my grandfather donated it a long time ago, and now the place is called Xiangyanghong!!!
Now, our whole family is a glorious working class and we have long since drawn a line in the sand with the past!!!"

Well, he is a very cautious person, Zhang Shenfei thought to himself.

Seeing that Nan Yi didn't want to talk about this, Zhang Shenfei started again and began to ask him why he wanted to work as an accountant for Xu Damao.

Nan Yi quietly glanced at Sha Zhu who was frying something, and whispered: "Isn't this because Xu Damao and Sha Zhu don't get along?"

Zhang Shenfei was a little puzzled: "So what?"

Xu Damao and Sha Zhu don’t get along, but Sha Zhu is a cook!!! Shouldn’t he let Nan Yi prepare the banquet and give Sha Zhu a slap in the face???
Now let a cook be the accountant, how can it slap another cook in the face???
This brain circuit...

Nan Yi scratched his head: "I don't understand either, but Xu Damao said so. He said that the neighbors in your area like to ask Sha Zhu to cook because he is the only one they know.

He asked me to come here and get to know everyone so that I can steal Sha Zhu's business later."

At this point, he seemed to be afraid that Zhang Shenfei would misunderstand him, so he quickly explained: "I don't mean to intercept him. I just came here to make a dollar from him as the accountant."

This guy is really honest. He said everything in just a few words.

Zhang Shenfei didn't mean to complain to Sha Zhu. The relationship between Xu Damao and Sha Zhu was already a mess and couldn't be sorted out.

Let them fight among themselves, he doesn't care.

After all, he is the groom today, and Zhang Shenfei doesn’t have much time to hang out with Nan Yi.

After saying hello to Nan Yi and Yan Bugui, he turned and went to the front yard.

As soon as Yan Bugui saw him leave, he immediately took out a prepared piece of red paper and wrote on it - Secretary of the Director of the Steel Rolling Mill, Project Manager of the Collective Housing Project, and Comrade Zhang Shenfei, a technician at the Peeler Factory, Gift Registration Office.

Ah, this...

6! !!
Seeing this, Nan Yi could only silently take out a piece of white paper and write on it - Level 25 Officer of the Steel Rolling Mill, Comrade Xu Damao's Gift Registration Office.

After they both put the paper on, they looked at each other, then stepped away at the same time, snorted, and neither of them gave in. Zhang Shenfei arrived at the front yard, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard several guests discussing whether Zhang Shenfei had good conditions, while other families' weddings were "four-in-one projects" with a spittoon, a washbasin, a thermos, and a double bed.

What about him? He had a large double-door wardrobe, a chest of drawers, a table, four chairs, and a double bed with "thirty-six legs".

"These days, except for the people in the compound, who can get married with 'thirty-six legs'!!!!" An old lady smacked her lips and said, "Tian Xiaozao is also lucky."

"Well, you can't say that. Xiaozao is the director of the neighborhood committee. She is not an ordinary woman." Another neighbor who had a good relationship with the Tian family spoke up for Tian Xiaozao.

"If you ask me, getting married is becoming more and more troublesome. At first it was 'four ones', then 'thirty-six legs', and in the future, maybe we won't even be able to live without a bicycle!!!" Another old man came over and said dissatisfiedly.

Human desires are always endless.

Zhang Shenfei couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "It's more than just a bicycle. In the 1970s, you had to prepare "three turns and one ring" when you got married.

After the reform and opening up in the 1980s, people paid attention to the four major items. In the new century, it was three pounds of new banknotes and "a riot of colour and a splash of green".

Finally, what about emptying four wallets, six wallets...

Afterwards, men and women opened their own eyes to see the world.

Of course, there is no need to tell these people about these strange phenomena in later generations.

Zhang Shenfei turned around to discuss the bride-picking with Fatty and the others, and then he saw Qin Huairu fiddling with something on the kang in the new room.

"Hey, Sister Qin, what are you looking at?" He walked over and suddenly spoke.

Someone! !
"No, nothing. I just want to take a look at your house..." Qin Huairu hurriedly stuffed the things in her hand into her front, her pretty face flushed: "Your house is so well decorated. When I got married, I couldn't compare with you."

There's something wrong with this woman? Zhang Shenfei looked her up and down, and seeing that this little girl's skin was obviously bulging, he decided to cheat her, and said with a dark face:

"Sister Qin, we are all neighbors. It's fine if you don't help me on my wedding day, but it's inappropriate to come and steal things, right?"

Stealing???
"I didn't, I didn't steal anything!!!" she explained in a panic.

Zhang Shenfei's face became even darker: "You still haven't admitted it? Do you want me to contact the security department?"

Security Department?? Hiss!!!

Qin Huairu was really panicking now. She immediately took something out of her lapel and explained, "Da Fei, I really didn't steal anything. I just came to visit the house and accidentally knocked your pillow off, and then I saw this book underneath...

I kept thinking about it," she chose her words carefully, "and wanted to learn...

I really intended to return it to you as soon as I finished learning it, but I didn’t expect you to find out so early.”

It was just a few thin pages of the book, and she thought she would finish reading it quickly while Zhang Shenfei was busy, but she was caught as soon as she started to read.

Book???
Zhang Shenfei lowered his head to look at what Qin Huairu was holding. When he saw the cover of the book and the four big words "Wu Song and Her" on it, he immediately smiled.

Qin Huairu was already feeling guilty, so she hurriedly put the book back, pressed it down with the pillow again, and pressed it hard a few times: "Well, Dafei, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to run.

"Wait a minute, Sister Qin." Zhang Shenfei stopped Qin Huairu and walked over with the book. "It's always right for people to be eager to learn new knowledge... I'll lend this book to Sister Qin. Please read it carefully. I'll get it for you after you finish it."

He was not afraid of Qin Huairu exposing him. The young woman had just admitted with her own mouth that she had read the book, and now the two of them were tied to the same rope.

Qin Huairu seemed to have not expected Zhang Shenfei to say that. She was surprised for a moment, her cherry lips slightly parted.

Zhang Shenfei didn't care and stuffed the book into her hands: "You take it, I have to go out."

Qin Huairu didn't know what she was thinking about, her face turned redder, she took the book, and walked away gracefully. Before leaving, she glanced at Zhang Shenfei with a shy look.

……

On this side, Zhang Shenliang was discussing the bride-picking process with Siyan and others, and on the other side, the guests had already arrived. Zhang Shenfei stood at the gate of the courtyard, accepting everyone's blessings.

There are three types of guests. One type is those who come alone and only have a red envelope in their pocket, which is money.

One type carries a thermos, a spittoon, and a washbasin, and these are for use.

There is also another type of people who carry or hold a gold ingot-shaped basket with flour, eggs and sugar in it.

When seeing this kind of guests, everyone knows that they are not giving gifts of money or things to use, but food.

In fact, no one gave gifts like this a few years ago. Everyone gave money and daily necessities.

But in the era of planned economy, even if the newlyweds did not hold a wedding banquet, they still had to treat everyone to a meal of noodles with gravy, noodles in soup, a big stew, etc.

When there are more people, the consumption of flour will be more. We can’t let the young couple get married and tie their mouths, right? ? ?
Therefore, in recent years, sending flour and eggs has quietly become popular.

When the guests arrived at the gate of the courtyard, they first congratulated Zhang Shenfei. After a few words, they were led into the central courtyard by Siyaner, Li Youbing, Liu Guangqi and others.

When you get here, you will pay your respects to Yan Bugui and register, and then you can move around freely and wait for the banquet to start.

Zhang Shenfei has many friends, and Xu Damao also has many buddies. At this moment, a dozen young men, under the command of Liu Haizhong, went to each household in the alley to borrow tables, chairs and benches.

Seeing that it was still not enough, they began to remove the door panels of each household and propped them up with benches.

Soon, nearly twenty tables were set up in the courtyard.

According to the previous plan of Zhang Shenfei and Xu Damao, there are definitely not enough tables, but since it is a buffet and the tables can be turned over, there is no need to worry about not having enough tables.

Tang Danniu had just finished eating the sauerkraut core and came out to do some chores while yelling and scolding the nine Vajras in the house. Her roar could be heard from far away.

Yi Zhonghai, as the eldest uncle of the courtyard house and the one who loves to show off, was originally trying to make his presence felt by looking here and there.

From time to time, he would show his face in front of the guests, smile, and sigh at his ease. After hearing Tang Danniu's voice, he suddenly lost his energy.

What does it have to do with him if Zhang Shenfei and Xu Damao get married? ? ? He doesn't even have a child, why is he hanging around here? ?
It’s boring, really boring. Life is not worth it. I might as well go home and lie there.

Thinking of this, he turned around and went home.

Time soon came to ten o'clock in the morning, and most of the guests had already arrived.
The open-air stove in the middle courtyard has been set up, with a roaring fire in the stove pit and a large iron pot placed on it.

Sha Zhu held an eighty-two spoon in one hand and held the wok handle with a towel in the other, and was busy stir-frying the dishes inside.

"Shazhu, the way you cook the stir-fried pork skin is wrong..." At this moment, a questioning voice suddenly came from behind him.

(End of this chapter)