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

Steel rolling mill, fitter's workshop.

When Shi Tingyue reappeared before everyone, the entire workshop fell silent for a moment, then erupted in concerned greetings.

"Mr. Shi, are you alright now?"

"Mr. Shi, you really need to get some rest!"

............

The young students who were learning from Master Shi immediately surrounded him, their eyes filled with worry.

"I'm fine, perfectly fine!"

Old Shi waved his hand, a warm smile on his face, his voice full of energy.

He patted the shoulder of the student closest to him and said loudly, "Cheer up, everyone! These machines are our battlefield! We were delayed for half a day yesterday, we have to make up for it today!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked to the huge machine that was not yet fully installed, picked up the blueprints, and began to continue the work that he had not finished yesterday.

The installation was explained as it was being carried out.

Mr. Shi imparted all the valuable knowledge and experience he had in his mind without reservation.

He described everything in great detail, from the torque of a screw to the direction of a wire.

The workers and students in the workshop were all completely focused, listening intently, afraid of missing a single word.

Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li stood not far away, watching Old Shi, who was back at work and full of energy. They exchanged a glance and saw in each other's eyes the joy of relief and the deep gratitude for the young man in Nanluoguxiang.

.............

Meanwhile, at Cheng's Restaurant in Nanluoguxiang, a different kind of bustling scene unfolded.

At lunchtime, the small restaurant was already packed, and there was even a queue outside.

The rich aroma of the dishes mingled with the bustling sounds of people, filling the entire restaurant with vibrant energy.

"Hey bro, guys at this table, one order of spicy chicken and two bowls of egg noodles, please!"

"They're here!"

In the kitchen, Cheng Shuhai wielded a spatula, flames roaring in the stove, each dish taking shape rapidly in his hands.

My cousin, Cheng Shujun, was running around the front hall so fast his feet barely touched the ground. With a towel around his neck, he was quickly tidying up the tables while loudly responding to the customers' orders.

Cousin Cheng Shufei and younger sister Ling'er were at the kitchen door, one helping to hand out bowls and chopsticks, and the other responsible for pouring water for the guests. Their small figures moved back and forth between them, and they cooperated in an orderly manner.

Just then, a restaurant owner who had just finished eating and was about to leave wiped his mouth and shouted loudly towards the kitchen:

"Comrade Cheng, your dish is absolutely amazing! It's just a little lacking, it's missing something!"

Cheng Shuhai continued working, then called out, "What's missing, comrade?"

The old man slapped his thigh and spoke in a loud voice.

"Liquor! Just think about it, us laborers, after a long day's work, come here, a plate of spicy chicken, a plate of peanuts, and two ounces of strong liquor, take a sip, that's what I call comfortable!"

His words immediately drew unanimous agreement from the room.

"That's right! Comrade Cheng, let's get some wine to sell!"

"That's right, even immortals would be troubled if they had food but no wine!"

"Chef Cheng, your business would be even better if you paired this dish with wine!"

............

The diners offered a variety of suggestions.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuhai stopped what he was doing, peeked out, and smiled as he looked at the expectant eyes filling the room.

"Alright! We'll listen to everyone; the voice of the people is our command!"

"I'll then try to figure out a way to get some good wine to sell!"

Cheng Shuhai nodded with a smile.

"good!"

"Comrade Cheng is very generous!"

A chorus of cheers erupted in the restaurant.

Cheng Shuhai smiled and pulled his head back to continue cooking, but his mind was racing.

"Bring wine? Nothing beats homemade wine."

He secretly made his own plans.

"The Blessed Land Space has basic processing capabilities; I wonder if it can process grains directly into alcohol... I definitely have to try it! Anything produced by this space is bound to be of high quality; the alcohol we brew will surely taste amazing!"

The idea arose in Cheng Shuhai's mind.

Once the lunch rush had passed, Cheng Shujun finally had a moment to himself. He ran to the kitchen, grabbed a ladle, gulped down several mouthfuls of water, and then leaned close to Cheng Shuhai, whispering, "..."

"Brother, are we...are we really going to sell alcohol?"

"Is that thing easy to make? Will it cause trouble?"

In his simple mind, alcohol is not something that ordinary people should touch.

"Don't worry, with your older brother here, there won't be any trouble."

Cheng Shuhai patted him on the shoulder to reassure him.

Cheng Shujun said "Oh," then seemed to remember something, sighed, and showed a regretful expression on his face.

"Alas, what a pity, my third grandfather passed away so early."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't need to buy it outside."

Cheng Shujun said slowly.

"Third Grandfather?"

Cheng Shuhai was stunned upon hearing this, and the spatula in his hand stopped in mid-air.

This title was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

"Yes," Cheng Shujun nodded matter-of-factly, "I heard from my dad that my third grandfather's wine was incredibly fragrant! It was famous for miles around! When he was young, his skills were absolutely amazing!"

He gestured to his name, his face beaming with pride.

"Back then, there was a regular customer from the city named He, and everyone called him Old Man He."

"Every few days, they would take a special trip to our village just to buy the wine that Third Grandpa brewed, to sell in his own little tavern!"

Cheng Shujun spoke slowly.

"boom!"

Cheng Shujun's unintentional words, however, struck Cheng Shuhai like a thunderbolt!

Old Man He?

Surname He...

He specially traveled from the city to the countryside to buy the wine brewed by his third grandfather, and then sold it at his own little tavern...

Cheng Shuhai's breath hitched, and an absurd yet highly probable thought surged wildly from the depths of his heart!

What the hell!

Could it be... Xu Huizhen's father-in-law from "The Little Woman Under the Zhengyang Gate"?!

First, he met Chen Xueru, but unexpectedly, his distant relative was in contact with Xu Huizhen's side.

His heart raced instantly, and his fingers gripping the spatula turned slightly white from the force.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and, with a hint of curiosity in his voice, pressed on:

"Shujun, you...think about it carefully again. Have you heard your dad mention that old man He? Does he...do he have an adopted son named...He Yongqiang?"

"what?"

Cheng Shujun was completely baffled by the question. He scratched the back of his head, trying hard to remember.

"Well... I don't know, brother."

He shook his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"I only heard about it from my dad and other older folks when they were chatting. It's been so long, how would I know anything about what city people are like?"

Although Cheng Shujun couldn't give a definite answer, Cheng Shuhai was already seven or eight parts certain in his heart!

"The He family... Xu Huizhen..."

His lips curled up slightly, forming a playful arc.

That's most likely it.

"That's really interesting!"

"What a small world!"

Cheng Shuhai spoke slowly at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shujun curiously leaned over and asked, "Big brother, what do you mean by 'really small'?"

"It's nothing!" Cheng Shuhai shook his head. Seeing that guests had arrived, he immediately gestured to Cheng Shujun to go and serve them.

Just as Cheng Shuhai and his team were busy, Officer Wang arrived with some members of the Military Control Commission for lunch.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Shuhai immediately came over. "Officer Wang, you're here for lunch? What would you like to eat?"

He had a slight smile on his face.

Before Officer Wang could react, he laughed and said, "Little Cheng, this is your little restaurant? I didn't know you were such a good cook! You've become quite famous lately!"

She never expected that the young man who brought his younger sister to Beijing would have such excellent cooking skills.