Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

It must be said that Tian Baohua's cooking skills are quite good and his movements are very quick. He prepared 6 dishes in less than an hour, and they were all delicious dishes.

Stir-fried pork slices, stir-fried pork intestines, braised shrimps, fish with soybean sauce, chicken stewed with mushrooms, large bones stewed with sauerkraut, and the staple food is pot stickers and pancakes.

As for wine, he drank the homemade liquor he brewed with corn and sorghum. It was rough, turbid, and spicy. It was like a line of fire that went straight into his throat when he took a nap.

However, when paired with authentic Northeastern cuisine, it does have a unique sense of roughness.

Du Weiguo enjoyed the meal very much.

Not only did he finish all the food, he and Guan Qiuyue also shared and drank up most of the jar of local liquor, which was at least 7 kilograms, and he drank almost 6 kilograms by himself.

This homemade liquor is very strong. Tian Baohua distilled it four times repeatedly, starting at at least 4 degrees, and it has a strong aftertaste, going straight to the top of the head.

Even Du Weiguo felt a little tipsy when he finished the last glass of wine.

As the old saying goes, when you are well fed and warm, you will think about sex. This is absolutely true. Du Weiguo, who was drunk, found Guan Qiuyue, the white lotus in front of him, more pleasing to the eye.

In addition, this woman had seductive eyes, her clothes were half-undressed, and she kept actively teasing me.

"Hiss~"

It was a case of lightning and fire, and Du Weiguo was rarely picky. He pulled Guan Qiuyue's dress casually, and it shattered in an instant.

In the afternoon, there was a shower in St. George's, with constant rumbling thunder.

"Brother Shanhe, are you sober now?"

Seeing Du Weiguo looking normal and walking out with steady steps, Tian Baohua's pupils suddenly contracted and he jumped up from the recliner.

The panic on his face only flashed for a moment, and instantly turned into a simple smile. He even handed Du Weiguo a cigarette.

"Wow, Camel brand, Brother Tian, ​​you have a strong taste, don't you?"

Tian Baohua took out a match and helped him light the cigarette. Using the fire, he also lit a cigarette himself.

"Well, I'm a cook. I'm always around the stove. The smoke is so smoky that I can't smell any other kind of smoke."

Shaking out the match, he gave Du Weiguo a thumbs up:

“But having said that, Brother Shanhe, your alcohol tolerance is really this high. I, Old Tian, ​​have lived for most of my life and have never seen anyone who can drink better than you.”

"Oh, that won't work. He's either drunk or drunk and has sex."

Exhaling the smoke, Du Weiguo pointed towards the south bedroom and said with a half-smile.

Tian Baohua's illegal restaurant was converted from a three-bedroom house, the northern room of which should be where he sleeps.

The other west room and south room were converted into private rooms. Although small, they have everything they need.

The private room not only has a dining table and a tea table, but also a bed, a sofa and even a bathroom. The sound insulation is very good, and when the door is closed, it becomes an independent little world.

This model is very similar to the private restaurants opened in later generations for certain special people who cannot be seen in public, with very strict reservation requirements.

"Hehe~" After hearing what Du Weiguo said, Tian Baohua also smiled apologetically, but it was dry and a little forced.

"Brother, you are really like that. Men from the north are straightforward."

"Come on, brother, stop flattering me."

Du Weiguo sat down in front of him and pinched his temple in annoyance:

"It's obvious that I drank two cups of horse urine and couldn't control the meat in my pants."

Seeing him being so sensible, Tian Baohua's eyes flickered and he asked tentatively:

"Brother, I heard from Qiuyue that you two seemed to have just met today? How do you plan to end this situation?"

"Ah~ I don't know how this is going to end. Damn, drinking really messes things up!"

Du Weiguo scratched his head in annoyance and took two puffs of his cigarette:

"Brother, I won't hide it from you. I live on the edge of a knife and lick blood. There is no tomorrow. I might die on the street at any time.

A person like me is not worthy of having a family, nor is he qualified to harm a decent girl. Sister Guan and I are destined to be apart."

In terms of acting, Du Weiguo has now reached a high level, with his tone, intonation, and expression all coordinated perfectly.

Tian Baohua licked his lips subconsciously:

"Brother Shanhe, I am asking you something that should not be asked. You are probably from the military and are working as a bodyguard now, right?"

"Yeah." Du Weiguo nodded: "Brother, you have good eyesight, your guess is absolutely correct."

Tian Baohua waved his hands quickly and said modestly:

"Well, how can I have such good eyesight? In St. George's, a man with a good physique like you, who is vigorous and strong, is either snatched away by the army or joins a security company to make a lot of money."

"Really?" Du Weiguo looked smug and puffed out his chest a little arrogantly.

Tian Baohua complimented him half-heartedly:

"Of course you are. Brother Shanhe, I can tell from the looks of it that you are the kind of tough guy who can run horses on his arms and dare to fight and struggle. If you were in ancient times, you would definitely be the kind of fierce general who can kill generals and seize flags."

"By the way, brother, how is your income at the security company?" He changed the subject and asked casually.

"Hmm~" Du Weiguo smacked his lips and said in a somewhat Versailles way:

"When there is work, I get $300 a day, but I work three days and rest a week, and the company takes a cut. In the end, I can barely make ends meet."

"Hey hey!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Baohua was immediately stunned, and then his eyes revealed an eagerness that was difficult to conceal.

"200 dollars a day, brother Shanhe, you are incredible. You are a second-class bodyguard, a rare talent."

In order to prevent vicious competition, the three major security companies in Saint George Town, which have the same origin, have unified and transparent bodyguard prices.

There are four levels in total. The highest level, first-class bodyguards, earn $400 per person per day, second-class, $200, third-class, $100, and fourth-class, $50.

Some people may say that this price is too low, isn't it? A bodyguard priced at carrots?

But now it is 1968, and the bodyguards' salaries are still calculated in US dollars, which is actually not low at all.

Even the lowest-tier fourth-rate bodyguard costs US$50 a day, and also has to provide food and accommodation.

Converted into Hong Kong dollars, it is a net profit of more than 400 Hong Kong dollars, and more than 200 Guyana dollars, which is more than the average monthly salary of St. George.

Because fourth-class bodyguards are cost-effective, they have the most work, and sometimes they can even be scheduled for a full month.

It doesn't have to be a full month. Even if you only work 7 days a month, after deducting the commission, you can still make around $300. This income level has already caught up with Citi's current per capita income.

If it was the second-class bodyguard that Du Weiguo mentioned, then it would be even more amazing.

As long as you take one order a month, the most conservative estimate is that you can earn over a thousand yuan. This is definitely a high-income earner worldwide.

The key is not just the high income, senior bodyguards also represent ability, connections and status.

The three major security companies in the city have very strict rating and review procedures for their bodyguards, with many items included.

Physical fitness, reaction, observation, decision-making, fighting, shooting, swimming, posture, reconnaissance, tracking, anti-tracking and other subjects all need to be assessed, which is comparable to the selection criteria of special forces. At present, there are nearly 2000 registered bodyguards in the entire Saint George Town, with only a single digit of first-class bodyguards and only a hundred second-class bodyguards.

The clientele of high-level bodyguards are mostly wealthy people, and occasionally they can come into contact with the truly top bosses.

After all, although they have their own personal bodyguards, the bodyguards of the three major security companies are local bosses in Saint Georgetown, they are familiar with the place and have the support of the government.

Not only that, any second-class bodyguard, no matter which company he belongs to, as long as he passes the political review and meets the required age requirement, can join the Kunpeng Special Forces without taking an exam and enjoy the treatment of a lieutenant officer.

From this we can see how valuable a second-class bodyguard is.

"Heh~" Unexpectedly, after hearing Tian Baohua's compliment, Du Weiguo shrugged self-deprecatingly. His expression suddenly became a little lonely, and his tone sounded melancholy and helpless.

"What's so great about it? I don't have any other skills, and my brain isn't very good. If I want to make a living, I can only do these fighting and killing jobs.

Brother Tian, ​​if there is a choice, who doesn't want a wife and children, and who wants to have their head tied to their belt all day long? "

After putting out the cigarette, Du Weiguo looked out the window at the rain with a distant gaze. Even his voice seemed a little far away.

"My hometown was too noisy and I couldn't stand it any longer, so I tried every possible way and came all the way to Saint Georgetown. I originally wanted to live a peaceful life for a few days, but I didn't expect that I would have to risk my life."

"Yeah, after leaving home and running so far away, who wouldn't want to live a good life?"

As if touched, Tian Baohua was a little dazed.

But he quickly came to his senses, frowned slightly, and seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his hand to look at his watch, and suddenly stood up anxiously.

"Well, Brother Shanhe, please sit down for a while. I have a table reservation for tomorrow, so I need to make a phone call to finalize the food preparation."

"Okay, Brother Tian, ​​you go ahead and do whatever you need. I'll just go back inside and get some water."

Du Weiguo also stood up and walked towards the box where Guan Qiuyue was.

As soon as I pushed the door open, an unpleasant smell came in. In addition to the remaining smell of food and wine, there was also a unique fishy smell of seafood.

"hu~hu~"

Guan Qiuyue was curled up on a soft couch by the window, naked, with a flushed face.

At this moment, she was sleeping very deeply, the spring color between her eyebrows and eyes was almost overflowing, there was a strange expression of crying and laughing at the corner of her mouth, and long snoring sounds continued from her nose.

This is not acting, it is 100% real. Today, this beast Du Weiguo did not hold back at all.

After enduring the storm, Guan Qiuyue suffered from severe exhaustion. Fortunately, she had given birth to a child, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

Even so, without any strong external stimulation, she will be able to wake up naturally tomorrow morning, which shows her extraordinary talent and physique.

"Damn, I was careless. The ingredients added to the wine today are quite strong."

Glancing at Guan Qiuyue who had turned into a pool of spring water, Du Weiguo felt eager to make a move again and couldn't help but grinning.

If it was just 6 kilograms of earth-roasted liquor, Du Weiguo would not be unable to control himself, but there must be something else added to the wine, probably some kind of powerful and slow-release aphrodisiac ingredient.

This thing is not a poison, so even with his physique, he cannot be completely immune to it.

There was a towel blanket on the armrest of the bed. Du Weiguo pulled it over to cover Guan Qiuyue's beauty, then turned and walked into the bathroom. He really had to hold his urine.

While the water was being released, Du Weiguo's ears fluttered slightly and he heard Tian Baohua in the north room talking on the phone with someone.

Speaking of this, let me digress. Since Su Li is an infrastructure fanatic, the penetration rate of fixed-line telephones in Saint Georgetown is ridiculously high.

Because the urban area is basically full of new houses and new roads, when the road was paved and the electric poles were installed, the telephone lines were also installed to ensure full coverage.

Moreover, installing a telephone in St. George's is free, so almost every household has a telephone installed, making communication very convenient.

Tian Baohua spoke in a loud voice, without any intention of disguising himself:

"Hello, is this Lao Mo? I ordered that fish. Please don't deliver it today. Send it tomorrow. Yes, don't come today, or the fish will not be fresh~~"

"Lao Mo, fish? Damn, why are you barging in like this? Are you trying to make me laugh?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't hold back his laughter and almost bit his feet.

With his current experience in the underworld, he could of course tell that Tian Baohua was speaking in code, and he could even guess the general content.

However, this secret message inexplicably overlapped with a film and television meme in later generations, which made him feel a little amused and helpless.

In fact, when he was making love with Guan Qiuyue just now, Tian Baohua came over quietly to eavesdrop, and then talked to someone on the phone.

Du Weiguo guessed blindly that Tian Baohua was not just a private chef, he had other identities.

At the very least, there must be a small gang behind him.

Guan Qiuyue and Tian Baohua must have been happy to cooperate. She brought Du Weiguo to this shady restaurant, forced him to drink earthenware liquor with added ingredients, and then made the deal a done deal.

The possibilities are nothing more than the following:

First, it was a honey trap. When the two were doing their work, several burly men suddenly broke in and blackmailed Du Weiguo until he was left with nothing.

Of course, this is the lowest and most useless method, which can only be used once, and it has considerable hidden dangers and is very easy to be retaliated against.

Second, using the dual threats of morality and law, he forced Du Weiguo to be responsible for Guan Qiuyue and become her long-term blood donor.

However, there are also disadvantages to doing so. After all, they don't know Du Weiguo's background and abilities. If they provoke a ruthless person who they can't afford to offend, they may end up in trouble.

The last possibility is to use Guan Qiuyue as a bridge to deepen the relationship between him and Du Weiguo and achieve the goal of bundled cooperation.

According to Du Weiguo's judgment, Tian Baohua and his group should have been more inclined to the second design plan.

He also called some people, most likely witnesses of the moral kidnapping, and people who had a say in the police, to come and block the door.

However, when he heard that Du Weiguo was actually a second-class bodyguard, his value instantly soared.

He had just changed the plan temporarily and had just made a phone call to inform his accomplices not to come.

When Du Weiguo came out after washing his hands, Tian Baohua smiled and brought him a cup of hot tea:

"Brother Shanhe, come and try the barley tea I made myself."

"Thank you, this tea is good and fragrant."

After taking a sip of tea and giving a perfunctory compliment, Du Weiguo put down the teacup and glanced out the window.

"The rain has stopped, and I should be leaving soon. Brother Tian, ​​please calculate the total amount. Oh, and Sister Guan will probably have to sleep at your place for another night, so take that into account."

While speaking, Du Weiguo reached into his trouser pocket and pretended to take out money.

Tian Baohua was a little anxious and held his hand:

"Brother Shanhe, what's the big deal? We are all brothers. Besides, don't leave in a hurry. I have something important to tell you."

"Business?" Du Weiguo raised his thick eyebrows. (End of this chapter)