Siheyuan's Silly Pillar has been replaced by someone else

The aroma wafted through half the city. A thin, bespectacled old man stood at the doorway.

This man was none other than the third uncle of courtyard number 95, Yan Bugui.

As time went by, the aroma spread throughout half the city and eventually reached Nanluoguxiang.

Listening to the crowd's discussion, Yi Zhonghai's face was filled with resentment. Yan Bugui and Qin Huairu, on the other hand, were filled with envy.

Listening to everyone's discussions every day, Yan Bugui became increasingly restless.

He felt a surge of urge to come and take a look. At the same time, he also harbored the thought of taking advantage of the situation.

"Wow, so many people."

With a sigh, Yan Bugui followed the crowd into the fragrant city.

Once inside, the aroma of fried chicken became even stronger, and Yan Bugui couldn't help but lick his lips.

The entire city was filled with the aroma of food, mostly by young people. The few elderly people there were also accompanied by their children.

The first thing Yan Bugui looked at wasn't the people, but the price list on the wall.

He had a very clear understanding of the prices in the capital, and with a little calculation, he understood the profit margin.

After figuring it out, Yan Bugui gasped in shock.

Such expensive food, yet so many people still eat it.

Faced with the high price, Yan Bugui simply couldn't bear to spend the money to buy a serving and try it.

He could only find a seat and watch the others eat.

A young man came and sat down opposite him with his plate, then picked up a chicken nugget and started eating it eagerly.

Yan Bugui stared at the young man, making the young man very embarrassed.

The young man had no choice but to ask, "Grandpa, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yan Bugui licked his lips: "Nothing. I just wanted to ask you, is this good?"

"It's delicious. It's crispy and crunchy, of course it's delicious. Sir, if you want some, you can go buy some. There aren't many people in line right now." The young man glanced at the ordering counter and, seeing that there were few people, reminded Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui was a little embarrassed: "Well? I'm too old to eat that anymore."

Do you often eat here?

The young man nodded: "Yes. The food here is better than in other restaurants. Many of my friends come here often."

Yan Bugui continued, "Then let me ask you, does their boss come here often?"

The young man stared at Yan Bugui for a while: "Grandpa, you're here to see Lou Bancheng, right? I heard that Lou Bancheng is in poor health and rarely comes here."

Yan Bugui was taken aback. He had come to see He Yuzhu, so how did he get involved with Lou Bancheng?

"Isn't the owner here surnamed He?"

The young man didn't know who the owner was. Most people wouldn't ask who the owner is when they go to a restaurant.

The "Fragrance Spreads Across Half the City" promotion is for Lou Bancheng, and the store's logo is also Lou Bancheng's portrait.

The young man assumed the restaurant belonged to Lou Bancheng.

Judging from Yan Bugui's age, he felt it was about the same as Lou Bancheng's. He then assumed that Yan Bugui and Lou Bancheng had once been friends.

"Grandpa, the restaurant owner is Lou Bancheng. Look, his picture is still hanging there."

The profile picture resembles that of Harlan Sanders, but it is not a photograph.

Yan Bugui had never met Lou Bancheng before, so he asked curiously, "How do you know he is Lou Bancheng?"

The young man said, "That's what the restaurant waiter said. Sir, you must be Lou Bancheng's friend."

Yan Bugui thought to himself that he would like to be Lou Bancheng's friend, but he was not qualified to know Lou Bancheng.

On second thought, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong might know Lou Bancheng.

If I had known this earlier, I would have brought them over to take a look.

"I wanted to ask who manages the restaurant. Is it Sha Zhu?"

The young man was taken aback: "What 'Silly Pillar'? Sir, are you confused?"

Yan Bugui then realized that he had accidentally called out He Yuzhu's nickname.

"It's He Yuzhu. 'Silly Zhu' is his nickname. He doesn't like people calling him that, so please don't tell anyone."

Now that he's older, he's no longer afraid of He Yuzhu slapping him.

On the contrary, he even hoped that He Yuzhu would take action, so that he could cling to He Yuzhu's name. The young man was quite righteous: "Grandpa, you're so old, aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for calling someone by their nickname? I advise you not to."

Yan Bugui snorted, thinking that if he didn't shout, wouldn't all the slaps he had received before have been for nothing?

"Alright, it's not your place to lecture me. I'm asking you, where is He Yuzhu, the restaurant owner? When is he coming over?"

The young man was also unhappy. He had tried to speak to the old man with good intentions, but the old man didn't appreciate it.

He said angrily, "I don't know any He Yuzhu."

The young man couldn't stand Yan Bugui's stare any longer, so he took his things and moved to another table.

Yan Bugui glared at him angrily: "It's only because it's me. If Lao Yi came here, he would definitely accuse you of being unfilial."

Soon, the store became crowded with customers. Many people lined up to buy various kinds of fried chicken.

Yan Bugui listened intently as the waiter collected the money, his mind racing with calculations.

In just a short time, the store earned nearly a thousand yuan.

This number startled Yan Bugui so much that he jumped up.

They don't earn that much money in a month.

A little girl came and sat down opposite Yan Bugui with some things in her hands.

The little girl didn't buy much fried chicken, but she did buy a large cup of cola.

Yan Bugui looked at the dark-colored cola and asked curiously, "What are you drinking?"

The little girl casually said, "Cola. Never even seen that before, you country bumpkin."

Yan Bugui was taken aback at first, then became extremely angry. He had actually been looked down upon by a junior.

He had a lot of contact with Yi Zhonghai and was deeply influenced by him.

Especially that elder who was always right, which suited his tastes perfectly.

With that phrase hanging in front of him, he can legitimately take advantage of others.

Now, a little girl dares to say such things about him.

"You child, do you have no manners at all? Don't you know that there are no elders who are always wrong?"

The little girl looked at him with disdain: "Whose elder are you? Do I know you?"

"You and I……"

The little girl's voice was loud enough that most of the people in the store heard her and turned to look.

Yan Bugui was both angry and anxious, and didn't know what to say.

The commotion alerted Chen Xiaofang.

When Chen Xiaofang came down and saw that it was Yan Bugui, she immediately went back.

She knew Yan Bugui all too well.

Ninety-nine percent of the time, they're here to take advantage of her. Even if not, they'll still try to get something out of her if they see her.

Chen Xiaofang didn't want to get entangled with Yan Bugui, as that would affect the shop's business.

She called a waiter and said, "Go and keep an eye on that old man, don't let him affect our business."

Also, no matter what he asked, she said she didn't know.

The waiter didn't understand why this was necessary, but immediately agreed.

The shop pays well and offers good benefits. Any unsold items from the daytime are given to the workers to take home.

Such a good job, anyone who dares to ruin it will be her enemy.

"Manager Chen, I understand."

The waiter then approached Yan Bugui and said, "Sir, you've been in our shop for quite some time."

Do you want something to eat, or do you want to do something else?
If you're not eating, please don't disturb our other customers.

The little girl said, "That's right. I just ate some food and got scolded. Who can I complain to?"

The young man who had spoken earlier stepped forward: "I think he's here to cause trouble. He's looking for Sha Zhu in the shop. He even said Sha Zhu is the shop owner."

You went into someone's shop and called the owner an idiot? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up? (End of Chapter)