Siheyuan: The Villain's Cool Life

These pigs were raised using the old method, but the meat still doesn't taste as good as it does now.

When Shen He arrived, it was almost noon and there were not many people on the road.

"Comrade, I'm here to buy pig's trotters."

"Hey, brother, you're here. I saved some for you. I picked the big ones for you. I also tried to leave some extra meat on the ribs for you."

"Hehe...that's good, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? These days, there aren't many people who would generously give up their meat. I'm just a butcher, and sometimes I have no other choice. So, brother, you're here. There won't be much else. If you want to eat a certain part of the meat, come and tell me, and I promise to save it for you."

"Hey...Thanks, Brother Yao. My name is Shen He. I'm a temporary electrician working in Nanluoguxiang. I live in Courtyard 95, Nanluoguxiang. I'm also a cook and a doctor, both with certificates. If you need me for a banquet, just let me know. No hesitation."

"Hey... bro, you can do it.

Okay, I'll take care of you as my brother. Yao Zhixing doesn't have much talent. Three generations of his family have been butchers and meat sellers. Nothing else matters. As I said, if you want to eat meat, come find me. I won't hesitate.

The two shook hands and became friends, but as for how close their friendship would be, that would have to wait and see.

Shen He returned home, and soon the aroma of pork ribs wafted out.

When returning to the yard, many people saw the ribs and pig's trotters hanging on Shen He's handlebars.

Chapter 95 Buying Ancient Books

"Dr. Shen, you are here. Let me pour you some tea." When I arrived at the college to work in the afternoon, I was greeted by the enthusiastic Wang Dongling as soon as I entered the infirmary.

"Xiao Wang, thank you." Shen He took the cup of water.

"What are you thanking me for, Doctor Shen? I should thank you for teaching me a few moves whenever I have time. I should treat you like a master. I'm just starting out."

"Well, we're not that different. There's no need to do this. We can just have a normal academic exchange."

"Hehe... That won't do. I can ask questions without feeling ashamed, but I must repay the kindness I received. My family taught me since I was a child that I must be grateful."

"Very good. I won't hold back then. Comrade Wang, please keep up the good work and strive to pass the junior physician qualification exam."

"Hehe... Doctor Shen, don't worry, I will definitely try my best."

There was nothing to do on the first day at work. As soon as he got off work, Shen He had already packed up, got on his bike and went out the door.

Tomorrow is Sunday, another day off.

This class is so casual.

There is no plan to get married in January.

After work, Shen He didn't go anywhere and went straight back to the compound.

There is still a lot to do tomorrow, Sunday.

Nothing happened all night.

The next morning, Shen He pushed the cart out.

I went to Dongdan Library first.

After searching around, I finally found some books about cameras in a small corner.

I didn't go anywhere, just stood here and started flipping through the pages.

There are not many books here about photography and cameras, just a few.

Finished it quickly.

I saw some books on aesthetics and design on the side.

I looked at my watch and it was just past 10 o'clock, so I picked up a book and started reading.

Until noon.

Donglaishun changed its name to Minzu Restaurant

I followed most of the people out of the library.

This place is next to the Dongdan Market, and it’s a good place to eat mutton hotpot at this time.

Then the only option is Donglaishun, but now it is called Minzu Restaurant.

There was a time when Donglaishun almost went bankrupt. If the old man hadn't spoken, Donglaishun would have become a small restaurant on the street.

Several other old restaurants were also not spared.

To be preserved forever.

This is not an ordinary number of people.

But Shen He is alone, so just wait a while.

After less than half an hour, Shen He finally came in.

"Comrades, how about you?"

"It's just me, so just give me a small table and a small pot, and two pounds of meat."

"Comrade, with a ticket it's 1.28 yuan, without a ticket it's 3.4 yuan per jin. Each person can only order jin."

"Okay, please give me one and a half pounds. I don't want the other dishes. I want sesame paste as the sauce, and all the other side dishes." Shen He took out 5 yuan.

The cashier issued a ticket and pointed to a seat, "Comrade, please sit there."

"OK, thanks."

Shen He looked around from his seat.

Most of the people who come here today are partners, or three or five friends.

Single...I guess it's just Shen He.

Soon, a small copper pot was brought over.

The dipping sauce was also brought over.

A small bowl of sesame paste, topped with soy sauce and pickled garlic.

One and a half pounds of mutton is actually not much, just a large plate.

It’s done, let’s eat.

Add some tang to the sesame paste and some soy sauce for flavor.

Eating a few big chopsticks of mutton and cracking a clove of pickled garlic is very delicious.

This meat is really good.

Just too expensive.

If it were the Shen He of the past, he would never come here even if he was beaten to death.

After spending half a month's salary on one meal, I lost it.

It’s like if you earn 6 yuan a month, would you spend yuan to eat a premium king crab in a big restaurant?

I guess there aren't many like this.

I ate all the meat and drank a bowl of soup.

Cool.

It's almost 1 o'clock.

We have to go to Liulichang.

Shen He had already ordered some for others, including some books on Taoist temples, various Feng Shui, Chinese medicine, and other ancient books he could find.

It would be even better if you can practice alchemy and medicine.

With a belly full of mutton, I felt comfortable all over and didn’t feel cold even when facing the wind.

We didn't take the Dazhalan route, but the main road.

Liulichang is also quite lively.

Shen He strolled around first.

Use the money-watching technique to look at the stalls passing by.

Whenever I feel that something is not right, I will stop and take a look.

Then bargain a bit.

I bought basically everything I could.

Anyway, I'm wearing a mask, so it doesn't matter who I am.

There are also many people selling old books.

Most of them are from the late Qing Dynasty, and there are very few from the middle Qing Dynasty.

Shen He arrived at the agreed stall.

"Master, are you busy?"

"Hey, it's you, little brother. You're here."

"Fuck... can you still recognize me even though I'm like this?"

"Hey... I'm here. I have a nickname called Three Ears. Little brother, I knew it was you the moment you opened your mouth."

"Okay, no more nonsense. Do you have what you want?"

"Yes, quite a few. Who wants books these days? I'm saving them all for you. Six big boxes full of books. Awesome, huh?"

"Really? Hey...then this is it for you." Shen He gave a thumbs up, quickly took out a good cigarette and gave it to his brother, leaving the rest to him.

"Ma Zi, watch the stall for me for a while, and come back later. We'll have a meal together tonight."

"Okay, don't worry, Master Er." A wretched man beside him smiled.

I took Shen He to an alley. Not far away, I saw a dilapidated house. I unlocked the door and went in.

There's a lot of junk lying around here, it's a mess.