Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Yi Zhonghai came full of excitement but left disappointed. Li Jiuzhou gave him face on the surface, but why was he so unhappy?

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and decided not to investigate further. As long as he understood that Li Jiuzhou was someone he couldn't handle, that was enough.

So he called Yan Bugui and went to Liu Haizhong's house to discuss things.

Yan Bugui, however, seemed to know how to enjoy life. He picked up a bottle of loose liquor, intending to have a drink.

When Yi Zhonghai passed by his own house, he also picked up some peanuts and melon seeds, just so he wouldn't go empty-handed.

Seeing that the two of them had brought things, Liu Haizhong wasn't stingy and had his wife fry some eggs to go with the drinks.

The three drank slowly, while also discussing their power struggle with the courtyard.

Actually, it's mainly their liaisons who are playing the game, and ordinary residents are being used as pawns.

It must be said that Yi Zhonghai and his two companions took this seriously and truly focused on their game against their opponents.

They've stopped using overt tactics and started resorting to underhanded ones.

参与博弈的有91、92、93、94、95、96、97、98、99等九座大院的联络员。

Nobody wanted to be subservient when it came to status, so they started fighting.

That morning, as Jia Dongxu was driving to work, he had just pushed his car out of the gate when he was greeted by a strange, sarcastic voice:

"Hey, isn't this Yi Dongxu? You're up early!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu looked over angrily and saw that there were seven or eight people on the other side, staring at him with mockery.

As the saying goes, those who understand the times are heroes, and a true gentleman is one who can bend and stretch.

Seeing that no one had come out of his yard, Jia Dongxu immediately suppressed his anger and began to sing:

"The waters of Honghu Lake, oh, the waves, oh the waves, oh the waves!"

"On the shore of Honghu Lake, yes, that's my hometown."

He pretended he hadn't heard or seen anything...

The seven or eight people on the other side were stunned. They had seen cowards before, but they had never seen anyone as cowardly as Jia Dongxu, who didn't even dare to say a word back.

Of course, if Jia Dongxu dares to talk back, they are prepared to beat him up.

After all, he was alone, and they could easily escape after he finished hitting him.

As for Jia Dongxu's revenge, that's a matter for later.

But Jia Dongxu clearly didn't take them seriously, and he even started singing.

The young man in the lead said:

"Yi Dongxu, if you're so capable, sing something else, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."

Hearing this, Jia Dongxu felt as if he had been greatly insulted, but the situation was beyond his control. He glanced at the yard again, but still no one came out. He could only squat down and pretend to check the bicycle pedals, then start singing another song at the top of his lungs:

"The fifteenth moon rose into the sky..."

"Why are there no clouds around...?"

To be honest, Jia Dongxu sang quite well. Li Jiuzhou, who was at home preparing to go out, heard him. He sang so loudly that almost all the neighbors in the courtyard could hear him.

"Dongxu, what are you doing? Why are you howling so loudly so early in the morning?"

The speaker was Yi Zhonghai.

When Jia Dongxu saw his master arrive, he immediately stood up, his eyes brimming with tears.

Yi Zhonghai immediately understood that someone was bullying his apprentice.

"What's wrong? You're having too much fun at the factory, aren't you? Well then, we'll give you a little extra today."

Yi Zhonghai remained unfazed, resolving the situation with a single sentence. The group's faces paled, and they began to shove and push each other, preparing to leave. However, one person couldn't take it anymore. He found it too unbearable that Yi Zhonghai had tripped them up at the factory, so as he walked away, he turned back and cursed:

"Yi Zhonghai, you're a son without a bloodline, I spit on you!"

He turned around quickly after speaking, because he could imagine the harm his words would cause Yi Zhonghai.

At the same time, he dared not look at Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai stood there dumbfounded, muttering to himself, "How dare he? How could he dare?"

After speaking, he grabbed Jia Dongxu's collar with both hands, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and growled in a low voice:

"Help me find Old Mo and tell him I want to eat fish. (Help me find Guo Da Piezi and tell him the nets are being harvested today.)"

"Understood." Jia Dongxu nodded blankly, frightened by Yi Zhonghai's ferocious expression.

By this time, many people had come out of the courtyard. Many people had heard the sentence, "Yi Zhonghai, you're a bastard!"

Aunt Yi burst into tears and then covered her face as she went home.

These words hurt not only Yi Zhonghai, but also his wife.

The neighbors in the courtyard could feel Yi Zhonghai's anger at that moment.

This kind of insulting and exposing someone's shortcomings is too ruthless; they certainly wouldn't do it.

Of course, if Yi Zhonghai offends them too much one day, he might not be able to care about anything else.

The greatest pleasure comes from a single, fatal blow!

This time, Yi Zhonghai didn't go back to comfort his wife; instead, he had Jia Dongxu drive him to work at the factory.

In his anger, Yi Zhonghai briefly recalled what Li Jiuzhou had said the night before, and decided to have someone fire the person who had cursed him for being childless.

The more ruthless the revenge, the more pleased Yi Zhonghai would be, but the thought quickly passed; this approach wouldn't work.

So, after working for two hours today, the person who called Yi Zhonghai childless got a severe scolding from the workshop foreman just because he took a little too long in the toilet.

You like going to the toilet, right? Then go clean the toilet today. If you don't clean it properly, you'll lose a day's wages.

Yi Zhonghai's retaliation came swiftly and ruthlessly. The others were almost isolated and assigned the heaviest work, their hands cramping from tightening screws.

Don't think there's anything strange about it; Yi Zhonghai can do it. As an eighth-grade fitter, he has more say in the workshop than even the factory director.

Several parts made by third- or fourth-level craftsmen were all rejected by Yi Zhonghai because they were deemed unqualified.

I didn't expect it to reach the highest standard, but it's usable, and Yi Zhonghai is fully qualified to fight back.

This made those people feel very uncomfortable, and even a little regretful.

For several days in a row, these people were subdued by Yi Zhonghai, and some even went directly to Yi Zhonghai to apologize.

Yi Zhonghai only said one sentence: "What does this have to do with you? Wasn't it the work of your respective liaison officers?"

So these people went to their own liaison officers to resolve the matter.

The liaison officers were naturally unwilling to back down.

Apologize? What are you apologizing for?

I haven't studied, so I don't know how to write these two characters.

A few days later, the residents, having reached their breaking point, beat up the liaison officer in their own compound.

You're all so high and mighty. What are you comparing yourselves to Yi Zhonghai for?

They're an eighth-grade fitter, what about you?

In the end, he couldn't even beat Liu Haizhong; he's truly useless!

Yi Zhonghai achieved an unprecedented victory in the power struggle among the various courtyards, further enhancing his reputation in Nanluoguxiang.

It wasn't just talk; it was the result of hard work and dedication.

Just ask those people he messed with, do they submit or not?

If you're not convinced, then stand up and let's continue!

Eventually, internal strife broke out in the other courtyards, and even the liaison officers were killed by people from their own courtyards.

Who do you think won and who lost?