Urban Entertainment System: Starting from the Siheyuan

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Huairu told Sha Zhu that her cousin Qin Jingru was coming over early in the morning.

Shazhu's coke broke, and he kept polishing his pair of leather shoes all morning, using a shoe brush to polish the shoe polish, and using a torn cloth strip to polish them.

After that, he put on new clothes, took a comb, and played with his hair in front of the mirror.

"It's alright, bro! You're already pretty enough, I'm sure Sister Ru and her cousin will catch you at first glance!" Ye Chen was speechless.

"Brother, my future happiness depends on the blind date. No matter whether it succeeds or not, I can't dress sloppily!" Silly Zhu said seriously.

"Okay, what you said makes sense!"

Silly Zhu continued to look at the mirror, "Oh! It's so beautiful, you say that such a good-looking person, why is there no little girl who likes it!"

"Maybe they are blind!" Ye Chen said.

"Well! Makes sense!"

Qinhuai is like home.

As soon as Qin Jingru entered the room and sat down, Qin Huairu picked up the tea bottle and poured water for her and said.

"Anyway! According to what you said, you want to leave the countryside!

There is only one way to marry silly Zhu, this car wheel talk, I have told you eight hundred times over and over again!
If you still want to be your farmer, earn seven work points a day, and live that kind of hard life!
Then you just pretend that I didn't say this to your sister, and I don't have to run all the way to waste round-trip ticket money.

its me!

You don't have to worry about it anymore! "

Qin Jingru took the teacup, held it in his hand, and took a sip.

"Stupid? Huh, I'm just worried that he's so stupid!"

"Hehe! He's stupid? Ask my mother-in-law, she knows it well!" Qin Huairu looked at Zhang Shi and said.

Mrs. Zhang knew Shazhu quite well, she watched him grow up, she said while drinking water.

"Hey! Child, Shazhu is not stupid! If you want to ask how this silly Zhu got his name, then I really have to talk to you."

Mrs. Zhang put down her glass and began to tell Qin Jingru the origin of Sha Zhu's name.

This matter has to start from the year when Kyoto was just liberated, and Sha Zhu was only twelve or thirteen years old.

His father, He Daqing, was also a cook, and Sha Zhu learned all his skills from him.

One day, He Daqing didn't know what he was doing, so he had to let Shazhu go to Dongzhimen to sell buns by himself.

As for the boy Shazhu, when he arrived at Dongzhimen, he set up a stall and waited for the guests to come to the door without shouting.

There is also a steamed stuffed bun seller opposite him, and his yelling can be heard all over the street.

"Hey~~!

Sell ​​buns!
Sell ​​buns!
Hot buns just out of the pan!

The buns are delicious!

Take a bite of DC oil! "

His yelling attracted pedestrians coming and going on the street.

"Is your bun safe?"

"Look at what you said, this is what our family makes. It must be delicious if it is cooked!"

"Okay, then I'll buy some!"

"Come on, how many are you here?"

"Buy four of them!"

"Four, Sixi get rich! Alright, alright, it's ready, take it and walk slowly!"

The buns were sold very quickly, but Shazhu's side didn't sell a single bun.

The steamed stuffed bun seller on the opposite side knew Shazhu, and he began to tell him that selling steamed stuffed buns requires shouting, and he couldn't just stand still and say nothing.

While the two were communicating, a military truck drove up from a distance.

It was full of wounded soldiers, and these wounded soldiers were so hungry that when they saw someone selling things on the street, they all ran down with guns in their hands.

When other sellers saw it, they ran away as fast as they could, so they didn't care about anything!

But silly Zhu, he hastily put the steamed stuffed buns into a basket lined with white cloth.

A wounded soldier was amused when he saw it. He walked up to Shazhu and wanted to take the basket, but he was knocked down by Shazhu without paying attention.

Sha Zhu hurriedly picked up the basket and ran away.

This annoyed the wounded soldier, he got up and chased after him.

The two chased after each other, and the wounded soldier in the middle wanted to shoot Shazhu with a gun, but fortunately his comrades beside him stopped him.

The wounded soldier that Shazhu knocked down was also a stubborn donkey, and he chased him from Nanshuncheng Street to Chaoyang Gate.

Fortunately, Shazhu is a native of Kyoto, he is familiar with all kinds of trails.

Even though the wounded soldier was chasing him closely, he flung the wounded soldier away while holding the bun in all directions.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Qin Jingru and said.

"Hey~~! This bun was saved by Sha Zhu with his life."

Qin Jingru pursed her lips after hearing Zhang's words.

"Then he is really stupid! You want buns, you don't want your life!"

Qin Huairu retorted.

"I don't think it's so stupid! Selling this steamed stuffed bun is enough to feed the whole family for a month. They know how to live!"

Mrs. Zhang interrupted the two of them.

"I'm not done yet!"

"All right, all right! Keep talking!" Qin Jingru was eagerly preparing to continue listening to the story.

"You idiot, after getting rid of the wounded soldiers, it stands to reason that you should go home with this bun on your back!

Fortunately, he didn't go home!
On the way, he sold the bun to a passing businessman.

Whoops, this kid, sweating profusely, was so frightened that he was out of breath, and came back holding the money out of breath, and handed over the money to his father! "

"Then he's pretty smart!" Qin Jingru said.

"What's more, his father took the money so little, guess what?" Mrs. Zhang stopped talking and looked at Qin Jingru.

"What's the matter?" Qin Jingru asked anxiously.

Mrs. Zhang slapped her hands and smiled.

"His father took a look, and the money is all fake!"

"Ah??? No way!" Qin Jingru asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"That's right! His dad didn't do it at the time, he was jumping around in the yard and scolding you, you idiot!
You are so stupid, you should carry the bun back!
Everyone in the lower courtyard knew about it, and since then, they all started calling him silly! "

"Hahaha!" Qin Jingru covered her mouth and laughed wildly, tears were about to come out.

Zhang continued.

"At the beginning! He was not happy when others called him, but later he got used to it!"

Qin Huairu was still thinking of matching up her cousin and Sha Zhu, but it was okay when her mother-in-law didn't explain, but it became even more chaotic when she explained.

She quickly circled.

"Oh, this matter! Blame his father, you say he is so young, how can he know the difference between real and fake money!"

It was only then that Mrs. Zhang realized that she wanted to help explain.
"Who said it wasn't! His father is just that one! So, Sha Zhu is not stupid at all!"

After hearing Zhang's words, Qin Jingru also felt that it made sense.

She put down her glass and looked at Qin Huairu.

"Hey~~~! Sister, how much money does Shazhu earn a month now?"

"He is now the cook of the third rolling mill, 37 yuan a month!" Qin Huairu replied.

"So much! How many work points will it take to get it!" Qin Jingru cried out in shock.

"That's not right! Silly Zhu's salary is too high!" Mrs. Zhang said helping.

"Sister, didn't you say that you only earn more than 20 yuan a month?" Qin Jingru asked.

"That's right! Look, he spends the money alone. You say he's a big man, and he doesn't buy any clothes. How can he spend it all and save it!"

Qin Jingru's eyes rolled wildly, and she silently calculated how much more than 30 yuan was, thinking to herself.

"How about making do with it? I don't know how much Ye Chen pays a month."

"Sister, let me ask again, the last time the two of us watched a movie and met that good-looking young guy named Ye Chen, how much does he earn a month?" Qin Jingru asked.

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with him!" Qin Huairu was speechless.

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she became excited.

"Ye Chen! I know, he's at Sha Zhu's house right now, eating and drinking. He doesn't know what to do all day long, and he doesn't have a serious job. Don't mistake him!"

"He doesn't have a job?" Qin Jingru asked.

"Yeah, just these few days, sitting outside basking in the sun every day!"

"I don't have a job! It's a pity that you are so good-looking!" Qin Jingru slammed her mouth.

Qin Huairu originally wanted to refute her mother-in-law's words, but after thinking about it, she didn't speak out.