Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 45: Has the bodyguard issue been resolved?

Can I still teach you now?

This is really a bit too hurtful.

Especially for Jia Dongxu, who really treats the uncle as half his father!

Because the reason why he spoke out to stop him just now was because he was considering the uncle from beginning to end and was trying to clean up the mess for him.

As a result, the old man not only did not appreciate it, but also said such hurtful words.

Jia Dongxu couldn't bear it anymore and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Master, what you said is a bit hurtful. No matter what, you are my master. You are both a good teacher and a kind father."

Jia Dongxu's true feelings moved even the old man.

Just like that, the master and the disciple were silent for a long time. In the end, the master still couldn't say anything harsh to this precious disciple.

Just sighed.

"Never mind. I'm a little tired today. Auntie, please help me take the kids to school."

Then, he walked towards the inner room in a gloomy manner.

Jia Dongxu wanted to persuade his master again, asking him not to go and cause trouble for Ximen Lang just to maintain the so-called stability of the Siheyuan.

It’s a pity that before he could say anything to persuade her.

The old lady, who had listened to Yi Zhonghai all her life and never said a word against him, sighed and sent him out the door.

"Dongxu, stop talking. Your uncle isn't feeling well. You can continue your conversation when he feels better."

Jia Dongxu didn't dare to talk to the old lady who had always been in poor health about these topics that would definitely make her angry.

The result was that Jia Dongxu didn't even dare to ask the old lady to persuade the old man.

He forced a smile.

"Okay, I'll come see you again tomorrow."

He sighed and left.

Because the old man was just a few steps away from Sha Zhu's house.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Jia Dongxu, with a heavy expression on his face, was stopped by Ximen Lang.

"Xiao Jia, Xiao Jia, come here! What are you doing? You look so sad? Are you lost in thought?"

Of course, Jia Dongxu couldn't tell Ximen Lang that he was worried about his uncle's affairs.

He just laughed it off and let the matter go.

Putting aside the worries in his mind, Jia Dongxu asked.

"What are you"

"Hey, aren't we having a dinner party soon? But we haven't found a chef yet, so we quickly came over to invite the chef."

Ximen Lang has always wanted to try how delicious the Beijing-style Sichuan cuisine is that was praised so highly by the senior leaders of the Ministry of Metallurgy in the original drama.

Yes, the Sichuan cuisine made by Sha Zhu is actually not traditional Sichuan cuisine.

Instead, it is a special Beijing-style Sichuan cuisine that is rooted in the traditional Sichuan cuisine of the former Sichuan province and has been improved over generations according to the tastes of the people of the former Sichuan province.

Although it is still called Sichuan cuisine, it actually has little to do with authentic traditional Sichuan cuisine.

But even so, Ximen Lang still wanted to try it.

He immediately raised Sha Zhu's hand.

Although it was mostly a joke, Sha Zhu, who had completely adjusted his mindset, didn't dare to accept it like that.

He quickly bowed to Ximen Lang and said that he didn't dare to take charge.

"It's not your turn to ask me for help. If you have anything to say, just ask me. I can't promise you anything else, but when it comes to cooking, please do it! I guarantee that it will be delicious and I will never let you down!" "That's fine. Dongxu is here too. It's just a small matter. I won't bother those people. Let us young people do it ourselves."

"Here, you two make a list of how much meat, vegetables, and seasonings you need. Tell me when you're done, and I'll arrange it later."

Thinking about so many things, Sha Zhu might not be able to handle them all by himself, Ximen Lang asked again.

"Oh, right. I forgot to ask, with so many things to cook and such a tight deadline, can you handle it? Do you want to hire a few more kitchen helpers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zhang's voice was heard from the side.

"Why hire a kitchen helper? Why bother with all that? We have so many old ladies in our courtyard. We can just let any of them come and take care of the food. Why bother with so much trouble?"

"Hey, how could I have forgotten about this?"

After saying this, he was about to tease Jia Zhangshi again as usual.

However, considering Jia Zhang's extraordinary fighting ability, Ximen Lang did not say a word in the end.

Instead, he turned to Jia Dongxu and Sha Zhu and made a request.

"My request is, don't do anything fancy, and don't try to save me money. As I said, I'm broke and all I have left is money."

"So, if you can use meat for these dishes, don't use vegetarian ones. For things like chicken, duck, fish, pork, dog, cow, or mutton, as long as you know how to cook, just go for it!"

"In short, you only need to remember one sentence. As long as it's what's mentioned above, Brother Lang will take care of it! Do you understand?"

As they talked and laughed, a sense of heroism came over them, causing Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu, and even the old waist of Jia Zhang beside them to subconsciously lower a few inches, shocked by Ximen Lang's generosity.

Ximen Lang has said this, so what else is there to say?

Just make as much meat as you want!

With the help of Jia Zhang, a professional foodie, it only took a short while for them to compile a list that was considered luxurious in this era of food and clothing shortages.

As for Ximen Lang, he simply confirmed that the above materials were all common, without any fancy things, and could be easily assembled.

I was just about to discuss with Sha Zhu how to calculate the wages, and I had just started.

On the other side, Sha Zhu immediately shook his head and refused.

"Brother Lang, I don't know how to thank you enough for entrusting such a big event to me and letting me perform. I'm so grateful. If we talk about money again, I won't know how others will look at me. I will even look down on myself and have no face to live in this courtyard anymore."

No matter how Ximen Lang tried to persuade him, He Yuzhu refused to do so.

"Don't give up! Then get ready!"

"Okay, I'll set up the stove tonight!"

After saying that, Ximen Lang took the list and went back to prepare.

Before he entered the house, Bai Ling, who had caught Ximen Lang at the right time, stopped him directly.

"There are quite a few people in our hospital. Can we prepare everything in just one day? Do you want me to help you transfer some from other places?"

This is the sentence that Ximen Lang can't stand hearing the most.

"What do you mean by 'can we prepare everything?' Give me the word 'that' and say it again! Do you want me to get some from somewhere else?"

"Who are you looking down on?! I'm the almighty Brother Lang! Let alone just this little bit of stuff, even if you flip it over a bit, that's no big deal for me!!"

Bai Ling was waiting for Ximen Lang to say this.

"Since this little bit of stuff is nothing in front of Brother Lang, let's prepare some more."

"Remember what you said before, that you wanted me to find some bodyguards for you?"

"The matter has been settled now. My trusted comrades will be back the day after tomorrow."

"Well, would you be willing to do me the honor of meeting me?"

(End of this chapter)