Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

Yan Bugui and several other workers hurriedly returned to the courtyard house.

They all had a huge piece of news on their minds that they had to get out.

……

When Yan Bugui brought the doctor's "final verdict" back to the courtyard, the entire courtyard erupted in chaos.

"What? You're completely infertile?"

"My God! Isn't that what Xu Damao's father meant by becoming a eunuch?"

"Now it's confirmed! We used to think Tan Zhaodi couldn't have children, but it turns out it was Yi Zhonghai who was impotent!"

"Poor Tan Zhaodi, she's been carrying this burden for so many years!"

The news spread like wildfire, originating from the Intermediate People's Court and quickly throughout the front and back courtyards.

Sun Dali, Liu Haizhong's wife, who was sulking at home, overheard this and gloated, "Serves him right."

The deaf old lady in the backyard had just finished comforting Tan Zhaodi and hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath when she heard the news. She was so angry that she almost threw her cane away.

Finished!

This is truly the end!

Yi Zhonghai's reputation is now completely ruined!

"Why are those guys like Yan Bugui acting like such gossipy old women!"

The deaf old woman couldn't help but start cursing.

The news spread much faster than anyone could have imagined.

The next morning, not only the No. 95 courtyard house, but also several neighboring courtyard houses, all knew the shocking news that Yi Zhonghai, the fitter at the steel rolling mill, was a "eunuch".

After finishing breakfast, Cheng Shuhai took his younger sister, Cheng Ling'er, to a small restaurant.

All he heard along the way was talk about Yi Zhonghai.

"Hey, have you heard? Yi Zhonghai from No. 95 Nanluoguxiang courtyard had that place demolished!"

"Which Yi Zhonghai? Is he from the courtyard house at number 95?"

"That's him! I heard his thing was born different from others, pitifully small. This time, he got kicked and it's completely ruined!"

"Really? His wife must be so pitiful!"

"Who says otherwise! Now the neighbors don't call him Yi Zhonghai anymore; they've given him a nickname: 'Eunuch Yi'!"

"Hahaha, Eunuch Yi? That's an amazing nickname!"

As Cheng Shuhai listened to these discussions, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

Eunuch Yi?

These neighbors are really something else.

This nickname is much harsher than calling him "dead without descendants."

That was a hat welded to his head; Yi Zhonghai would never be able to take it off in his lifetime.

Cheng Shuhai felt incredibly relieved.

You old codger, you schemed against me, you pretended to be a moral saint, and now look what happened! Your image has collapsed, you're socially dead. Let's see how you'll ever stand in Beijing again!

Even Cheng Ling'er, who was holding hands with him, understood. She looked up at him happily and said, "Big brother, that annoying Yi Zhonghai has finally been punished!"

Cheng Shuhai smiled and nodded, then patted her little head.

"Yes, bad people should get what they deserve."

The brother and sister listened to gossip all the way to the small restaurant.

Cheng Shuhai was in a great mood and decided to treat himself to a nice meal today.

But business is more important.

Old Shi specifically requested boiled fish, so we need to get that done quickly.

Before the restaurants got busy, Cheng Shuhai said goodbye to his sister, picked up a bamboo basket, and headed straight for the market.

He remembered clearly that the best choice for making authentic boiled fish was grass carp, because of its tender flesh and few bones.

Upon arriving at the fish stall in the market, a strong fishy smell wafted towards me.

"Boss, how much is the grass carp?"

"Live ones are 500 yuan per jin, dead ones are cheaper, 300 yuan." (The prices may be slightly different; please feel free to offer your opinions. I will revise them if they are reasonable. Thank you all.)

In those days, money was still very valuable. Ten thousand yuan was only equivalent to one yuan in later years.

Five hundred per catty is actually equivalent to just a few cents in later times.

"Alright, give me live ones, the big ones!" Cheng Shuhai waved his hand.

He's going to buy a lot today and keep them in his virtual space so he can eat them anytime he wants.

"Okay!"

The fishmonger was overjoyed to see such a big customer.

He scooped several large, lively grass carp out of the pond, each weighing three or four pounds.

Cheng Shuhai ordered ten fish in one go, and also bought some other fish, such as silver carp and crucian carp, and got a few of each.

In total, it cost about 40,000 yuan.

After paying, the shopkeeper used a professional technique that Cheng Shuhai had never seen before to tie the fish up one by one with wet straw rope.

This is called "fish bowing technique," which allows fish to survive for a long time even when temporarily out of the water.

Cheng Shuhai left the market carrying a heavy bamboo basket.

Instead of going straight back to the restaurant, he turned into a deserted alley.

After looking around to make sure no one was there, he had a thought, and he and the fish in the basket disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he had already appeared in the blessed land space.

He walked to the edge of the vast lake in the space, untied the straw rope, and poured dozens of kilograms of live fish into the lake.

The fish entered the water, immediately wagging their tails happily before disappearing into the clear lake.

Cheng Shuhai nodded in satisfaction.

Now, the problem of raw materials for boiled fish is completely solved.

He emerged from the space, carrying an empty basket, whistling, and leisurely returned to the small restaurant.

Not long after he returned, the restaurant began to fill up with customers and quickly became busy.

At the same time, the punishment decision for Liu Haizhong was also announced.

He was detained for seven days by the Military Control Commission to deeply reflect on his actions!

When the news reached the courtyard, Sun Dali collapsed to the ground, wailing and crying.

The eldest son, Liu Guangqi, also looked terrified. His biggest worry was whether the steel mill would fire his father because of this.

If they lose their jobs, their family will be finished.

When the two brothers, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, heard the news in the backyard, they looked at each other and saw undisguised joy in each other's eyes.

Very good!

That old bastard who beat them every day has finally been locked up!

For the past seven days, they have finally been able to get a good night's sleep!

As lunchtime approached, the restaurant became increasingly busy.

"Boss, another order of spicy chicken!"

"Is my plain noodles ready yet?"

"Boss, your cooking is amazing! It's better than any restaurant I've ever been to!"

Cheng Shuhai was so busy in the kitchen that his feet barely touched the ground, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Cheng Ling'er, like a little adult, ran around in the front hall, helping to clear the dishes and serving tea and water to the guests. Her clear, childlike voice sounded particularly pleasant in the noisy restaurant.

Just then, a black Jeep pulled up in front of the restaurant.

The car door opened, and Li Weimin, the logistics director of the steel rolling mill, got out of the car.

He was taken aback when he entered and saw the bustling scene.

In just a few days, this little restaurant is doing even better business than the last time I came!

He squeezed through the crowd to the kitchen door, poked his head out, and called out, "Boss Cheng, busy?"

Cheng Shuhai turned around and saw it was Director Li. He smiled and nodded, "Director Li is here. Please wait a moment, I'll be done right away."

"No rush, no rush," Li Weimin waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm here to buy spicy chicken for Old Shi. Ever since he ate your cooking, Old Shi hasn't been able to eat or drink, he just wants yours!"

As he spoke, he took two large lunchboxes out of his pocket and handed them over.

"Same as always, two portions, fill them up."