Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Li Jiuzhou smiled slightly after hearing Da Hu's words, went inside to get him what he needed, and casually asked:

"Who is it for?"

Da Hu really wanted to say, "Guess," but after seeing his older brother's look, he didn't dare:

"Brother, Yan Jiecheng asked me to do this, so it's not unreasonable for me to earn ten or eight yuan from him, right?"

"Hahaha." Li Jiuzhou laughed after hearing this: "Cats have their ways, mice have their ways, snakes can't be warmed by hand, and wolves can't be tame by feeding them."

"Tiger, it's your skill to make money. It doesn't matter how much or how little you make, as long as you have the ability."

"No, let Yan Jiecheng handle it himself. The problem is, he doesn't have the ability."

Da Hu was very impressed. "Big brother is indeed big brother. I didn't understand a word he said!"

Big Tiger said with great interest:

"Brother, Yan Jiecheng said he's giving someone away. I guess he's trying to find a job. He's so generous, even more awesome than his dad."

"I wonder whose connections he's trying to get through. Could he be trying to get in with you?"

Li Jiuzhou was somewhat taken aback after hearing this. Da Hu wasn't making wild guesses; there was indeed such a possibility, but he couldn't help at all.

Why can't I just ask my own father, Yan Bugui?

Logically speaking, Yan Bugui has the ability to do this. Even if his family background is not good, now is not the time to settle scores.

"Let's not worry about who Yan Jiecheng is going to burn incense for; let's just sit back and watch."

Da Hu nodded, left the money, and took the cigarettes and alcohol home.

Da Hu ate dinner early because Yan Jiecheng had told him when they parted that it would be best if he came when his parents were still around.

As for Da Hu, we naturally had to satisfy him. All he wanted was to show off in front of his parents, right? The customer is always right.

Sure enough, when Da Hu arrived with Zhonghua cigarettes and Moutai liquor, Yan Bugui was completely dumbfounded and shocked.

Yan Jiecheng pretended to be calm, as if this little thing was nothing to him.

But my heart is bleeding!

After Da Hu left, Yan Bugui was overjoyed, thinking that his son had humbled himself and that these things were a filial offering to him.

Yan Bugui stroked the Moutai liquor and sighed:

"Son, how can I accept this? You work so hard to earn money. It's not like I need to smoke Zhonghua cigarettes or drink Moutai. How can I bear this? How can I bear this..."

Yan Jiecheng looked disgusted after hearing this. Who the hell do you think you are?

They still smoke Zhonghua cigarettes and drink Moutai. Where's their shame?

Yan Jiecheng immediately poured cold water on the situation:

"Dad, these two things aren't for you!"

"I'm going to give it to someone so they can help me get a job."

Yan Bugui was shocked upon hearing this, and at the same time, he felt embarrassed and even angry about what he had just said:

"I'm your father, I've raised you for eighteen years, and I'm asking you, can you at least give me these two things as a token of my respect?"

Yan Jiecheng had already made preparations, and he remained calm and composed:

"Dad, I also want to be filial to you, but I can't afford it. I've been working so hard these past two months, and all I've earned is a pittance."

"I applied to various factories but no one wanted me. They either said that my high school diploma was useless or that my family background was bad."

"You didn't say you'd help me get a proper job, so I'll have to figure it out myself."

Yan Jiecheng had already said all that, and Yan Bugui felt utterly choked up, truly too ashamed to ask for more.

Yang Ruihua overheard everything and was heartbroken to learn that her son was going to give these things away.

My son just said it too, 56 yuan, that's really expensive!

She also felt sorry for the little money her son earned; it was really hard-earned. He had to crawl and roll around in the fields catching frogs to scrape together such a small amount of money.

It's true that catching frogs can earn a lot of money, but how will you find a wife if you don't have a proper job?

I'd be laughed at by the neighbors, that's absolutely unacceptable.

The husband also said that as long as his son bowed his head, he would help him find a job.

But the son was stubborn and refused to ask his father for help, even though he would rather spend a lot of money to pull strings.

Yang Ruihua was very skeptical. When did the Yan family become so stubborn?

Yang Ruihua sighed, and finally spoke:

"Master, please accept the gifts; help your son out." Then someone said to Yan Jiecheng:

"Jiecheng, there's no such thing as a father and son holding a grudge overnight. No matter what, your father is still your biological father."

"What's so hard about apologizing?"

"Going to pull strings to find someone else? If your dad didn't have that ability, that would be one thing, but the problem is he does. Wouldn't people laugh at you if word got out?"

The Yan father and son remained silent after hearing this, both wanting to lower their heads, but unable to utter a word.

Yan Bugui thought to himself, "You want me to bow down to my son?"

Never in this lifetime. If I bow my head this time, won't my son be able to shit on my head when I get old?

Absolutely not!

And what about Yan Jiecheng?

He was somewhat tempted after hearing his mother's words; after all, she was his father.

Li Jiuzhou might not even help him, and might not even go all out.

A biological father is different; no matter what price you have to pay, your father will naturally do his best.

Don't forget that you are the eldest son. If nothing unexpected happens, the responsibility of taking care of your parents in their old age will fall to you.

Yan Jiecheng immediately understood. It was just an apology, nothing to be ashamed of, especially since it wasn't a stranger. So he immediately spoke up:

"Dad, I was ignorant before, please forgive me. I'm not cut out for studying, so I'll leave the important matters of the Yan family to my younger siblings."

"My job is to earn money, and then I'll take care of my parents in their old age!"

Yan Bugui and his wife were overjoyed to hear their son say that.

They may not listen to what I said before, but they love to hear the words "retirement"!

In this day and age, retirement is a major life event, especially for Yan Bugui and his wife, who are already middle-aged.

Yan Bugui couldn't bring up the matter of having his son support him in his old age directly, and it wasn't the right time to bring it up either.

He's still the one in charge of this household.

Now that his son brought it up himself, Yan Bugui could tell he was sincere.

For Yan Bugui, sincerity is not important; as long as his son says it, he has a way to make him do it!

Now he finds his son pleasing to the eye, but he'll have to take care of himself in his old age, so why does he find him unpleasant?

Even if one favors Yan Jiecheng among their siblings, it would be justified.

Or will you come and provide for our retirement?

Such is the prevailing social trend, and many people are powerless to change it.

Yan Bugui revealed his usual smile:

"Jiecheng, your parents are very happy that you say that. It's just finding a job, Dad will take care of it for you." He then waved his hand dismissively.

"Tell me, which factory do you want to work at, what kind of job do you want? Just tell me, and Dad will do everything in his power to get it done for you, without a doubt!"

Yan Jiecheng was overjoyed to hear this, not expecting his father to be so generous. However, he quickly realized the key point: his father's care for his elderly parents!

Yan Jiecheng secretly rejoiced. "So that's how it is! I understand now!"

So afterwards, Yan Jiecheng often used the excuse of retirement to extort money from the elderly couple.

Of course, that's a story for another time!

Right now, he still needs to consider what kind of job to do. Yan Jiecheng is ambitious and decided to ask for the moon, gritting his teeth and stating his requirements:

"Dad, I freaking... I freaking desperately want to improve!"

"I want to be a leader, just like Xu Damao."

"He also graduated from high school, and I want to follow in his footsteps!"

Yan Bugui's eyes flashed with delight after hearing his son's words. He was a kindred spirit! No wonder he was his elder; how could he be without ambition?

He's already past the age to become a leader, but his son is still young.

There is still a great opportunity to start planning at this time.

So his tone became serious and excited:

"Okay, okay, Jiecheng, Dad supports you and can help you with the process, but don't get your hopes up too high yet."

"Whether it succeeds or not, Dad will go and check on things. Just relax and wait. When you're free, go get a job and earn some money!"

"Okay!" Yan Jiecheng clenched his fist, his heart filled with anticipation.