Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

Just like what this person is thinking now, after Lao Bian said this, will anyone think of telling the He family, and will the He family come to settle accounts with him...

To the extent that this person with ulterior motives completely hated Comrade Lao Bian.

Of course, that’s another story.

Anyway, as long as Lao Bian is still in the position of grain station, no one would dare to cause trouble for Lao Bian even if he had the guts.

This is the case with everything in society. We are not afraid of officials, but we are afraid of being controlled.

Lao Bian is in charge of food for everyone in Nanluoguxiang.

As for the He family, He Yuzhu was reluctant to let anyone else touch the jar of wine in his hand.

He placed the wine on the table in the study and didn't even bother to make tea for Lao Lu.

Carefully observe the sealing status of the wine jar.

I'm afraid there might be some damage.

This jar of wine was sealed with oil paper and beeswax, which made He Yuzhu curl his lips.

It’s not that He Yuzhu discovered anything.

The oldest workshops usually use lotus leaves and yellow mud to seal the seals. The more sophisticated ones use wooden corks and pig bladders.

Those two methods are for long-term storage.

Although oil paper and beeswax look cleaner, He Yuzhu always feels that they are not authentic.

Of course, this is also He Yuzhu pretending to know everything and just doing blind research.

In fact, what He Yuzhu is thinking about now is what exactly does Lao Lu want from him this time?
Will it be too difficult?

Should he refuse? And so on!
He Yuzhu didn't collect these old things on purpose.

He just touches it, if he touches it, he takes it. If he doesn't touch it, forget it.

Over the years, he doesn't distinguish between good and bad. No matter whether it is Fenjiu or Erguotou, as long as the wine is old, he will spend money to buy it.

In the cellar of his house, and in the house that Miss Tan gave him, there are all kinds of old wines in bottles and jars before the liberation, including all the brands that could be seen in the cities in 1949.

He Yuzhu was thinking that after the reform and opening up, it would be no big deal if he opened a wine expo.

But if He Yuzhu really took the time to collect them, the amount of wine would probably increase several times.

Not to mention, the playmate he used to hang out with on the streets was the one who worked for his father in the winery.

Later, that girl also approached He Yuzhu and said that his father's winery had dozens of jars of vintage Erguotou and asked He Yuzhu if he wanted some.

It's a jar, not an altar.

The jar of wine that Lao Lu gave to He Yuzhu weighs only five kilograms even if not a drop of it leaks.

But if the winery has large vats specifically for storing wine, a vat may hold 50 kilograms, 100 kilograms, or even 200 kilograms.

Those dozens of tanks hold several thousand or even tens of thousands of kilograms.

If He Yuzhu gritted his teeth and used his connections, he could have raised the money. After all, liquor was not expensive at that time, and 50 or 80 cents a pound would be enough.

But He Yuzhu still didn't want it.

There are so many that there is no place to put them.

Besides, even if He Yuzhu could find the storage place, he couldn't trust people's hearts.

When faced with a business worth nearly ten thousand yuan, even the best of friends cannot be trusted.

Although He Yuzhu refused that time, he still feels heartbroken every time he thinks about that incident.

Being able to resist temptation doesn’t mean you don’t feel bad.

After all, those were dozens of jars of old wine that had been sealed and stored before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

This is enough for drinking, even taking a bath is enough. But there is no other way, men have to learn to resist temptation.

He Yuzhu didn't ask later, but he heard that a large group of leaders of the original winery of his playmate's father were unlucky.

"Comrade Liu Ting, please wait a moment." Liu Ting made a cup of tea and brought it in. Just as she was about to go out, Lao Lu stopped her.

Liu Ting was a little confused. Usually, she had to avoid this leader Lu when he came to the He family.

In fact, over the years, Liu Ting has developed a habit. As long as there are outsiders in He Yuzhu's study, she will not stay.

Today it was He Yuzhu who asked her to make tea, otherwise she didn't want to get involved in this matter.

Liu Ting looked at Lao Lu with her big eyes. Lao Lu knew that Liu Ting was waiting for him to speak, but he couldn't help blushing a little when being stared at by such a beautiful woman.

He Yuzhu also had his eyes on Lao Lu, so he naturally wouldn't doubt what Lao Lu would think of his wife.

He has seen many introverts, and Lao Lu is no different.

Lao Lu hurriedly lowered his head, took out a copy of the telegram sent from Hong Kong Island from his pocket, and slapped it on the table.

He Yuzhu took a look and was in disbelief. He looked at it carefully again, wishing he could use a magnifying glass to analyze it carefully.

"Hiss" He Yuzhu took a breath and handed the paper back to Liu Ting who was standing by and wanted to see it but didn't dare to.

Liu Ting took it and looked at He Yuzhu first. After He Yuzhu nodded in confirmation, she looked up.

"Ah? So many?" Liu Ting exclaimed and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand.

He Yuzhu stared at Lao Lu seriously. Lao Lu dodged his gaze for a moment, but said in a muffled voice: "It has nothing to do with us. We have no arrangements with He Yuan."

"Hey! Wife, you go out first. Don't worry about this matter for now. I will tell you after I find out clearly." Although He Yuzhu listened to Lao Lu's explanation, to be honest, he didn't quite believe it.

But no matter what, he didn't want to make Liu Ting worry.

After pacifying Liu Ting, the smile on He Yuzhu's face disappeared.

He must have been upset at this time, but he forced himself to ask Lao Lu: "What's going on?"

Although Lao Lu had never been a father, he understood He Yuzhu's concerns. He thought for a moment, organized his words, and then said to He Yuzhu: "Lao He, first of all, please believe me, I swear on my faith that we have never contacted He Yuan, nor have we arranged anyone around her.

Except for some actions of He Yuan that could easily reveal her identity, we helped cover them up.

Otherwise, we did nothing.”

He Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded when he heard this.

He still believed what Lao Lu said.

He may not believe in Lao Lu's character, but he will definitely believe in Lao Lu's beliefs.

Seeing that He Yuzhu believed the first one, Lao Lu said, "We have contacted Comrade Guo Shumiao, and it may be related to He Yuan's experience.

Some time ago...

But to be honest, it was only at this time that we learned that your daughter, He Yuan, was not only a cartoonist, but also a well-known editorialist in Hong Kong Island."

"Hiss..." He Yuzhu also felt a toothache. At this time, he also wanted to fly to Hong Kong Island, grab He Yuan, and spank her hard.

Naughty kid, so troublesome.

“…If we hadn’t seen this name, we really wouldn’t have been able to connect He Yuan with the “People of Yuan Yuan”.

A certain society in Hong Kong cooperates with us, but they won't tell us everything.

So we just found out about this." Lao Lu explained, pointing to the pseudonym He Yuan used for her donation on the telegram.

"Did she really earn this hundred thousand yuan by herself?" He Yuzhu let go of his worries, but couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)