Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Xu Damao went to his father-in-law's house again and arranged workstations for his brother-in-law and his younger brother-in-law.

Xu Damao held his head high at his father-in-law's house, and his father-in-law even personally poured him wine.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, Old Su had drunk a bit too much and started slurring his words.

"Da Mao, if I had known you were this capable, I should have killed Wu's second son much earlier!"

"It's not too late now. If anyone gets in your way or causes you trouble in the future, just tell Dad, and I'll kill them!"

Xu Damao sobered up considerably after hearing this:

"Oh, Dad, let's not talk about this, let's not talk about this. This is a society governed by law, and people like us have to eat peanuts."

"Mom, Meizi, Dad has had too much to drink. Help him back to his room to rest."

One early morning, just as dawn was breaking, a slightly burly figure rushed out of the Jia family compound in the middle courtyard.

It was Jia Zhangshi; she was in a hurry to use the outhouse.

She carried the chamber pot and walked quickly toward the courtyard gate, her face still covered in fine beads of sweat, probably because she was feeling a bit uncomfortable from holding it in.

Upon reaching the courtyard gate, Jia Zhangshi quickly unlatched the door without even putting down the chamber pot.

Yan Bugui had already gotten up and was squatting at his doorstep washing up.

He was used to this kind of situation with Jia Zhangshi; neighbors often had to open their doors early in the morning because they were in a hurry to use the outhouse.

For some reason, Yan Bugui liked to see them anxious, so after he got up, he didn't go to open the courtyard gate first, but washed up first.

It's all about waiting for that one moment to see if any unlucky soul will soil their pants.

Over the years, he has indeed waited for a few, but they were all children; adults are more patient.

Finally, the courtyard gate was opened.

"Oh my god!"

Jia Zhangshi gasped in surprise, took two steps back, and collapsed to the ground.

Two black animals were hanging on each of the two door knockers of the courtyard gate.

Madam Jia saw clearly that they were a black dog and a black cat, covered in blood, and clearly dead.

"Ah!!!" Jia Zhangshi screamed wildly in terror!

Yan Bugui swallowed his mouthwash because of her loud shout.

He didn't have time to ask any questions, so he got up, picked up his glasses, put them on, and looked at the door.

After seeing what was on the door knocker, Yan Bu's face turned so dark it could drip water!

He hurried forward, intending to help Jia Zhangshi, but as soon as he got close, he heard the squeaking sound of running water.

Immediately following was a wave of stench!

Yan Bugui knew perfectly well that Jia Zhangshi had definitely cheated.

He couldn't bring himself to be disdainful or sarcastic, because he had more important things to deal with.

Yan Bugui shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Help! Disaster! Help!"

Soon, many neighbors arrived, and their faces turned horribly dark when they saw what was on the door knocker.

Yi Zhonghai also arrived. He didn't speak, but simply beckoned to Tong Jie and Tong Jinfeng and said in a deep voice:

"Go and get your mother-in-law out of there. She was so scared this time, she even peed herself."

Tong Jie wanted to laugh, but she couldn't; this was a huge deal.

Even something as serious as Jia Zhangshi having diarrhea on the spot can be disregarded.

The Tong sisters helped Jia Zhangshi back to the central courtyard and washed her clean.

Jia Dongxu didn't say anything, but with a dark face, he brought over a pile of ash to cover up the traces his mother had left on the spot.

The courtyard was eerily quiet; no one spoke, and the children were all locked inside to prevent them from coming out, for fear of frightening them.

Sha Zhu took a deep drag on his cigarette:

"Who did this? It's disgusting! I don't understand what this means?"

As soon as Sha Zhu opened his mouth, some people immediately became indignant.

Why are they hanging dead dogs and cats at the gate of their compound?

"Old Yan, do you have any explanation?" Yi Zhonghai asked Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses:

"It's obvious this is an attempt to ruin the feng shui of our courtyard. Someone's jealous and trying to cause trouble!"

"Damn it! Don't let me find out who it is, or I'll kill him!" Xu Damao's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

Everyone was cursing and swearing, extremely angry. How could they do such a thing? What kind of deep-seated hatred and grudge did they have?

In fact, Li Jiuzhou knew a little about it. Dead cats and dogs were usually thrown into graves, as this would bring bad luck to the deceased's family.

But you hung it right at the entrance of our compound. That's so unlucky and so immoral.

Li Jiuzhou was also angry.

Yi Zhonghai then asked Li Jiuzhou:

"Jiuzhou, what do you think we should do? There are so many neighbors watching."

Li Jiuzhou thought for a moment and said:

"Report to the local street office and ask the police to send someone over."

"It's highly likely that this was done by our neighbors."

After speaking, Li Jiuzhou walked directly to the front door. Looking at the large crowd of onlookers outside, he spoke, pointing to the dead dog and cat on the door knocker, his voice somewhat somber:

"We'll find out who did it. They're always doing shady things, never doing anything worthwhile!"

"You think you can defeat me with this little thing? You're going to be disappointed. I'm standing right here, and if I even flinch, I'll admit defeat."

The onlookers remained silent, their eyes filled with schadenfreude, mockery, and fear of Li Jiuzhou.

However, it will probably be very difficult to find out who did it.

This was obviously posted in the middle of the night. Where the hell are we supposed to find the person who posted it?

It would be a miracle if they could find it!

Even if they knew who did it, they probably wouldn't report it.

They were insanely jealous of the situation in Courtyard No. 95.

Why are so many leaders emerging within a year?

Could it be that your courtyard really has good feng shui?

Living in the same area of ​​Nanluoguxiang, they naturally felt resentful.

They're overjoyed that someone's offering help; why would they help arrest someone? They're overthinking it.

Li Jiuzhou didn't care; this thing was just disgusting.

But when he looked back at his neighbors in the courtyard, apart from Yi Zhonghai and a few others who were relatively calm, the other women were quite frightened.

After all, there are quite a few people who believe in these things these days.

The deaf old woman was trembling; she was angry and also afraid.

You know, this compound originally belonged to her, so hanging this thing on the door meant she was the first one to be offended!

She now wants to kill the person who started it all.

Soon the police and the local police station arrived. Director Wang was so angry that he started cursing, saying that this was feudal superstition.

The police can only say they will try their best to investigate.

After they left, Shazhu asked Li Jiuzhou:

"Senior brother, what should we do with these two things? The children need to go to school soon."

"How about we invite an old shaman to ward off the bad luck?"

Upon hearing this, all the neighbors turned to look at Sha Zhu, their eyes lighting up.

They all thought it was feasible.

Yi Zhonghai even wanted to go to Baiyun Temple to ask the old immortal to perform a ritual.

After hearing this, Li Jiuzhou pretended to reprimand him:

"What bad luck? Director Wang already said it's feudal superstition. Don't you want to be a worker-cadre anymore?"

Li Jiuzhou's words shattered everyone's preconceived notions.

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

At this moment, Li Jiuzhou spoke again:

"A dead cat hangs from a branch, a dead dog floats down the river!" Li Jiuzhou said somewhat embarrassedly at this point.

"Um... this... which brother has a particularly strong birth chart? I'll personally pay 10 yuan for this job!"

There was nothing he could do. The police hadn't even touched them, and Li Jiuzhou had seen the disgust in their eyes. He could only deal with the two dead cats and dogs in his own yard.

Li Jiuzhou said he wasn't afraid, but he also felt it was bad luck.

Sha Zhu's eyes darted around, and he immediately understood what his senior brother meant:

"I'll also contribute 10 yuan. I'd appreciate it if a brother with a strong birth chart could lend a hand."

"I'll also contribute 10 yuan."

"I'll take five!"

"I'm rather poor, so I'll contribute two dollars."

Yan Bugui quickly calculated the price:

"It's 123 yuan in total, who's willing to do it?"

Upon hearing this, everyone took a step back in unison, thinking, "Let whoever wants to do it, do it."

Jia Dongxu struggled in the crowd because Li Jiuzhou's initial words about brothers with strong horoscopes had hit a nerve.

Isn't Jia Dongxu's birth chart strong enough?

Having escaped death several times, I believe my birth chart is so strong I could forge iron!

So, amidst Yi Zhonghai's stunned expression, he stepped forward and spoke in a loud voice:

"I'll take the challenge; no one has a stronger destiny than me!"

The air froze for a moment, then erupted in a huge cheer:

"Well done, Dongxu! You did a great job! You didn't disgrace the men of Beijing!"

Amidst the cheers of his neighbors, Jia Dongxu was filled with pride, like a victorious rooster.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and sighed. Since his apprentice had taken on this task, he could only support him.

He was given instructions on the details he needed to pay attention to.

That is to say what Li Jiuzhou said: "A dead cat hangs on a branch, a dead dog floats down the river."

As long as Jia Dongxu does as instructed.