Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

"Bah! Nothing!" Xu Damao spat. He didn't want to fight with Sha Zhu right now, as it would make Lou Xiao'e worry. However, he was already very adept at using the Jiang family's large size. It also strengthened his belief in having more children. More brothers is good. If his father had given him more brothers, would he still need to be afraid of Sha Zhu?

Xu Wood: Rebellious son! Do you think I don’t want to?

When he arrived at Jiang Fan's house, Xu Damao put down the food.

Jiang Fan wanted to say something polite, but Xu Damao stopped him, "Don't say you don't lack food. That's your business. What I'm delivering is another matter."

Jiang Fan couldn't say anything after hearing this. He patted Xu Damao on the shoulder. He remembered the favor. No matter what, Xu Damao at least sent the gift. If this hypocrite could remain a gentleman forever, he would still be considered a true gentleman.

When Xu Damao learned that Jiang Fan and his family were going to the black market, he volunteered to accompany them. Jiang Fan refused, and the family never really planned to buy food.

"Wait a moment." The two chatted for a few words, and Jiang Fan turned around and took out a box from the drawer, actually from the space.

"Here, I hope you don't need it."

"What is it?" Xu Damao asked curiously, and he opened the box gently with quick movements.

Inside the box were three small bottles, each with a small red piece of paper taped to it, with the words "One Day of Heroic Wind Powder" written on it in brush.

Xu Damao was quite educated and knew what it was used for just by looking at the name. He immediately said disdainfully, "Jiang Fan! You look down on me! Do I, Xu Damao, need this kind of thing? You're insulting me!"

"Then give it back to me."

"But then again. Although I don't need this thing, I can give it to someone else." Xu Damao put the box in his arms and asked Jiang Fan with a smile, "How do I take this thing?"

"There are fifteen pills in each bottle. Just one is enough. Dissolve them in water or wine. Don't take more than you need."

"Don't worry, I won't eat too much."

Chapter 165 Going to the Black Market Again

black market.

Jiang Daniu and Jiang Fan and a few others stayed for a while a few dozen meters away from the black market, then turned around and left.

As soon as they left, Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu, Jia Dongxu and Yan Bugui came over.

They entered the black market with their faces covered.

After entering, Jia Dongxu and Yi Zhonghai, and Sha Zhu and Yan Bugui acted separately.

Jia Dongxu found his former partners with ease.

"Old Cow, do you have any food left?"

"Yes, cornmeal is one dollar if you have a ticket, and one dollar and twenty cents if you don't."

"Why is it so expensive?"

Jia Dongxu was shocked by the price. The last time he came to buy it, it was only 80 cents per pound.

"Brother, this is the price on the black market. If you had come yesterday, it would have been 80 cents, but you chose to come today. Now everyone in the whole city knows that the quota has been reduced again, so the price increase is only natural." Boss Niu explained. He and Jia Dongxu are old acquaintances.

Jia Dongxu didn't argue. He knew Lao Niu was right. "Never mind. Just give me 50 kilograms of cornmeal." Jia Dongxu now had a small savings.

"Okay, since you are an old customer, I will give you a discount, fifty-eight yuan." Boss Niu took Jia Dongxu's money with a smile and took out two yuan to return to him.

Yi Zhonghai, standing behind Jia Dongxu, suddenly reached out and took out twenty-four yuan. "Boss Niu, give me another twenty kilograms."

"Uh, okay, wait a moment." Boss Niu took the bags from the two people and handed them to the person behind him.

Soon, two bags, one large and one small, were handed to Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu.

After buying the things, the two left the black market. They came here just to buy food, so there was no need to look for other things.

Yan Bugui and Sha Zhu's actions were not so smooth. Although they found a few people to buy food, they were all scared by the high prices.

Yan Bugui still wanted to bargain with others, but they ignored him. There were many people who wanted to buy food these days, and he was not the only one who needed it.

Sha Zhu was quite courageous. After knowing the market price, he bought thirty kilograms.

"Uncle Yan, are you going to buy it or not? I don't want to carry this 30-pound thing with you to the black market." After leaving a stall, Sha Zhu looked at Yan Bugui with a complaint.

"Buy it, I'm not trying to bargain, silly... Zhuzi, you also know what the situation is like in our family, that evildoer..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Sha Zhu impatiently interrupted what Yan Bugui was about to say. He could guess what Yan Bugui was going to do, which was nothing more than playing the victim to gain sympathy. What did it have to do with him?

After He Daqing left, he and He Yushui were in great pity, and Yan Bugui didn't take care of them.

"Three minutes. When the time is up, I will leave regardless of whether you buy it or not." Sha Zhu set a firm time for Yan Bugui. He also wanted to go home early to hand over the food to Yang Shufen.

Yan Bugui looked at Sha Zhu, who was so determined. He gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and turned to walk back to the stall. He didn't know when Yi Zhonghai and his men would come to buy food again. He couldn't come to the black market alone. Even Yan Jiecheng, who was tall and strong, had been attacked. If he was so thin, he would have no chance of survival if he got hit by a stick.

It's said that when pushed to the limit, people are capable of anything. Yan Bugui's small body contained enormous energy, and he carried fifty kilograms of grain on his shoulders like a sack of cotton. His steps were so brisk that even Sha Zhu couldn't keep up.

After returning to the courtyard, Yan Bugui took a look at the back room of Yan Jiecheng. There was a lock on the door. He didn't know where Yan Jiecheng had gone. During this period, Yan Jiecheng often did not spend the night in the yard.

Yi Zhonghai returned home and took out a small bag from the cabinet. It contained about 7 or 8 kilograms of cornmeal. This was what he wanted to give to Jia Dongxu. The plot changed. Now he could no longer use Sha Zhu to sacrifice himself for the benefit of others, so he had to pay for Jia Dongxu out of his own pocket.

Thinking of this, he wanted to slap himself. Why didn't he realize that Yang Shufen was such a strong-minded person when she first came to the courtyard?

But it's not his fault. At that time, he and Jia Dongxu were as close as father and son. He was gradually giving up on Sha Zhu, the backup candidate, so he just let him be. Who knew that he would find such a capable wife.

When Jia Dongxu received the seven or eight kilograms of cornmeal at his doorstep, even though he knew that Yi Zhonghai had some plans for him, he felt deeply moved.

"Master, how can I ask for your food? Your monthly salary is not much, and life is not easy."

"Dongxu." Yi Zhonghai held Jia Dongxu's hand and said to him earnestly, "My current salary is indeed not high, but the work is not tiring. I just write and take notes every day, which is not very strenuous. Your master's wife is at home all day and has nothing to do, so we don't have much to eat. On the other hand, you, I won't say much about your family's situation, you need this food more than I do."

Yi Zhonghai's words struck a chord with Jia Dongxu. What a considerate master! He saw his difficulties and helped him solve them. He was much better than his mother, who only caused trouble. If Jia Dongxu hadn't been so impressed by him, he wouldn't have considered Yi Zhonghai his godfather.

"Master, I will always remember your great kindness to me. Please wait for me." Jia Dongxu returned to the house and woke up the sleeping Banggeng.

"Dongxu?"

"Huai Ru, come over here too."

That night, Jia Jiabanggeng knelt in front of Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Wu, kowtowed, and called them grandpa and grandma.

As for Jia Zhang’s opinion?

Now it was Jia Dongxu who was the head of the Jia family! After he said this, could Jia Zhang still object?

Yi Zhonghai was deeply moved by Jia Dongxu's behavior and exclaimed, "Very good, very good, very good."

Hearing Banggeng calling him "Grandpa" over and over again, Yi Zhonghai's heart melted. He had originally wanted to adopt Jia Dongxu as his adopted son, but had never brought it up. But now that Jia Dongxu had taken the initiative to let Banggeng acknowledge him as his godfather, it was no different than him becoming Jia Dongxu's godfather. Besides, a son is no match for a grandson.

"Dongxu, thank you."

"Master, please don't say that. I've had the idea of ​​having Banggeng become your godparents for a long time, but I just haven't made up my mind yet."

Jia Dongxu's words made Yi Zhonghai feel relieved: Fortunately, I was pretty good to Dongxu and didn't let him become alienated from me.

"Dongxu, you've already accepted this as your godparents. Do you want to find some time to tell the people in the hospital?"

"It all depends on Master."

Jia Dongxu understood that Yi Zhonghai wanted to show off in the yard. Aunt Wu's infertility was no longer a secret in the courtyard. Yi Zhonghai had been extinct for many years, and now that he had a grandson, of course he had to announce it to the entire courtyard!

In an inconspicuous alley, Yan Jiecheng was slightly drunk and smelled of cosmetics.

Chapter 166 Yan Jiecheng

"So what? Did you find out? How much money does he have left?"

A hoarse voice came from outside the room, followed by a burly man with a crew cut pushing the door open and walking straight to the bed and sitting down.

Inside the house, a heavily made-up woman combed her long hair. "I found out after asking him that he has at least 800 yuan on hand. He's saving it for buying a job, but it's all in the bank."

"Wow, that's quite a bit of money." The big man smiled when he heard this. "But they'll all be ours soon, hahaha."

"By the way, you've been with him so many times, and he's never gotten up?"

"No. He is just a dead eunuch. Although he is holding that thing, it is no different from broken tofu dregs." The woman stood up and recalled Yan Jiecheng's performance, her face full of sarcasm.

"So he didn't even come in?"

"What door are you going to enter? How can a limp key unlock it?" The woman sat next to the big man, not caring about his dishonest hands. "Look at who you're looking for. The last one walked right to the door, and this one can't even get to the door. It took me convincing him to teach him a lesson."

"That's even better. I can wear fewer green hats on my head." The big man didn't seem to care at all whether the woman had sex with other men or not. It was like an old piece of clothing that anyone could wear for two days.

"Xia Lao Hu, you have no dignity as a man at all, bah." The woman seemed a little angry and slapped Xia Lao Hu's hand away.

"Azhu, why are you pretending to be a heroine in front of me? Isn't it time for you to challenge the three of us brothers?" Xia Lao Hu didn't get angry. He laughed heartily and then grabbed Azhu...

Three minutes later.

"You useless piece of trash! You're so big but useless. Come to me next time after taking the medicine." Ah Zhu got off the bed in disgust, found the toothbrush and started brushing her teeth.

Xia Lao Hu didn't feel embarrassed at all, pacing the room. "Should we use the same tactics we used to catch him in adultery, or should we try to get his bankbook and ID?"

Ah Zhu spat out the mouthwash and said, "Let's get his passbook. He's different from the others. He's a eunuch. Besides, you've checked. Most of the people in his courtyard probably know about this. I guess he won't care."

"Yeah, that makes sense, but I have a better idea that I want to try out, hehehe!"

……

bang bang

"Open the door, uh. Open it quickly, or I'll burn this broken courtyard down."

Yan Jiecheng banged on the door hard, shouting "burn everything" and "rob everything".

"This Yan Jiecheng, I'm going to beat him up." Jiang Dalei got out of bed. He was about to fall asleep, and this shout perked him up.

He went out and walked towards the front yard. He wanted to call Yan Bugui and ask him to look after it so that Yan Jiecheng wouldn't blame him if he said he lost something tomorrow morning.

This was not something he came up with, but something Jiang Fan told him. When doing good deeds, it is best to have several pairs of eyes watching. Not to mention leaving a name, at least he cannot get involved.

When they pushed open the door, Yan Jiecheng was lying in front of the door like a dead dog in the mud. The smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and powder on his body irritated Jiang Dalei and Yan Bugui's noses.

"This evil creature!" Yan Bugui didn't want to care about Yan Jiecheng at first, but Jiang Dalei told him that he wouldn't care either. If Yan Jiecheng was short of money tomorrow, he shouldn't come to him.

When the topic of money came up, Yan Bugui came out reluctantly.

"Teacher Yan, I'll leave this to you. It's really annoying to disturb someone's sleep."

Yan Bugui turned a deaf ear to Jiang Dalei's words until he heard the sound of Jiang Dalei closing the door. Then he struggled to drag Yan Jiecheng back inside.

"Three dollars and sixty-seven cents, half a pack of cigarettes and matches. This is my reward for saving you." Yan Bugui threw Yan Jiecheng on the bed and searched out the money from him.

the next day.

Jiang Fan went to work as usual, and on the way he heard Jiang Dalei say that Yan Jiecheng drank too much again last night and collapsed in front of the door.

"Brother, let me tell you, the smell on him is so terrible. I don't know how he managed to walk back here when he was so drunk."

Jiang Dalei's eyes were full of disgust. Twenty-somethings are the age to make a living, but Yan Jiecheng behaved like a prodigal son. No one would look down on such a person.

Jiang Fan didn't care whether Yan Jiecheng lived or died, but he was surprised by what Da Lei said just now that Yan Jiecheng smelled of cosmetics.

"Yan Jiecheng is so useless now, why would he still go looking for the secret door?"

He waved his hand and let the black scorpion go, letting it stare at Yan Jiecheng. He always felt that something was wrong.

The workload at the steel mills has been much lighter now. There aren't many orders, and it's the same everywhere. Because of the disaster, the food distribution is not enough, and workers have limited food purchases.

The work at the steel mill is almost all manual labor. How can you work if you don't have enough to eat? If you don't feed people and still make them do manual labor, then you're a capitalist!

Given the current situation, the next step is probably to lay off temporary workers and adjust working hours. By then, the actual working time will probably be just over five hours a day. The rest of the time, just lie down and save some food.

Siheyuan.

Yan Jiecheng woke up dazed from a hangover. He slapped his face and asked, "How did I get home last night? How did I get into bed?"

He got out of bed in a daze, poured a bowl of cold water from the thermos, and drank it in gulps.

"Ah, that feels good."

After wiping his mouth, Yan Jiecheng wanted to take out a cigarette from his pocket. But he searched his pockets and found no tobacco.

"Where are my cigarettes? No, where is my money?"

Yan Jiecheng searched every corner of the house for the lost money. It was three yuan, sixty-seven cents, enough to buy several pounds of meat.

Not finding it in the house, he went out to look for it again. He searched back and forth several times but still didn't find the money. Instead, he received a lot of ridicule from others.

"Yan Jiecheng, what are you looking for so carefully?"