Yan Jiecheng's Leisurely Life in Siheyuan

Chapter 39 Growing up
Yan Jiecheng handed the malted milk to Liu Lan and said.

"Liu Lan, I heard your child is still young, so I'll give this malted milk to you."

This malted milk is not cheap. Just a small can costs more than 30 yuan, and it is often out of stock. It can be said to be a luxury in this era.

How could Liu Lan accept such a valuable item? He immediately declined.

"Master Yan, this malted milk is too expensive, you should keep it for yourself."

Just kidding, malted milk may be more precious to others.

But for Yan Jiecheng, that's all.

In Yan Jiecheng's portable supermarket, there are a lot of things better than malted milk, but he just doesn't have a suitable excuse to take them out.

"Okay, Sister Liu, we just happened to find this this time. It's not like we always have such rare things. You can keep it. But I have to tell you first, keep the things and don't tell anyone else."

Liu Lan declined several times, but seeing that Yan Jiecheng insisted on doing so, she had no choice but to accept it.

However, Liu Lan had no plans to take it back for her family to drink. This can of malted milk was equivalent to seven or eight laying hens, so it would be more practical to exchange it for money.

Then Yan Jiecheng handed half a pound of White Rabbit noodles and two pounds of bacon to Ma Hua.

Ma Hua quickly waved his hands and stepped back.

"Master Yan, I'm already very grateful that you can bring me out to see the world. How could I take your things? If this gets out, I'll be ashamed to live like a human being."

After working in the third canteen for a period of time, Yan Jiecheng has a very good impression of MCA.

He is an honest and hardworking person, and he has not taken Sha Zhu as his master. He is definitely his future right-hand man.

"Ma Hua, don't be so quick to refuse. Listen to me first. This is our first time doing private work together. There will be more in the future. I can't always use you for nothing, right? If you don't want it, how can you expect Sister Liu to accept it?"

Ma Hua was stunned by what Yan Jiecheng said. He looked at Liu Lan beside him, then looked at Yan Jiecheng. He was extremely conflicted and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng continued.

"Just keep it. We're all grown men, there's no need to fight over such a small thing. It's too ugly."

After hearing what Yan Jiecheng said, Ma Hua had no choice but to accept the bacon and White Rabbit milk candy.

Then, Yan Jiecheng took out two more dollars from his pocket and gave one to each of them.

"This is your hard work fee. You take it, and the rest belongs to me. Do you have any objections?"

They had already accepted the things, so how could they continue to ask for money? They quickly declined.

Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng could only continue speaking.

"Well, since today is our first time doing private work, I'll set some rules."

"From now on, when you go out with me to do private work, no matter how much money the master gives me, I will give you one dollar each as hard work fee. If there are gifts like today, I will distribute them. Just accept whatever is given to you. Don't argue..."

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng had said so, Ma Hua and Liu Lan had no choice but to bite the bullet and put the money away.

Yan Jiecheng was satisfied when he saw that they had received enough money. After asking them to keep it secret, the three of them left.

When Yan Jiecheng returned to the courtyard, he saw a man squatting at the gate. He didn't care and walked straight into the courtyard.

"Solution."

Yan Jiecheng heard someone calling him, so he turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw the man who was squatting in the corner stand up and walk towards him.

"Qian Jin, when did you come?"

Looking at the face of the person who came, Yan Jiecheng evoked memories deep in his mind.

Qian Jin was my childhood friend. Not only did they both live in Nanluoguxiang, but they were also my elementary and middle school classmates. They even worked odd jobs together. Logically, they should have been very close, but unfortunately, my original self was too stingy and liked to take advantage of others.

Qian Jin came from a poor family, had little money, was taciturn, and didn't like to talk, which led to the relationship between the two being rather ordinary.

Qian Jinlai came to Yan Jiecheng and spoke after hesitating for a long time.

"Jie Cheng, weren't you supposed to be resting today? Why did you come back just now?"

Seeing the other person's conflicted look, Yan Jiecheng guessed that he had something to ask of him.

Yan Jiecheng was not opposed to this. As the saying goes, a single tree cannot make a forest. He always needed a few close friends. Qian Jin was a good candidate.

"Oh, the boss has assigned me some work for today, so hurry in and sit down."

After welcoming the other party into his room, Yan Jiecheng quickly asked the other party to sit down and made tea for him.

"Qian Jin, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How are you now?"

Qian Jin said with a bitter look on his face.

"Same old thing, doing odd jobs on the street."

After saying that, Qian Jin lowered his head and said nothing.

Yan Jiecheng saw that this was not going to work, so he could only ask tentatively.

"Qian Jin, are you having any trouble? We've been friends since childhood. If you really have any trouble, just tell me. As long as I can help, I will definitely help you."

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's confident look, Qian Jin finally mustered up the courage and spoke.

To be honest, it’s really not easy to make this money.

Qian Jin's father died of illness when Qian Jin was twelve years old, leaving behind Qian's mother, Qian Jin and three young daughters.

Qian's mother played the role of both father and mother, and raised Qian Jin with great difficulty, but she also fell ill due to overwork.

Qian Jin worked odd jobs on the street, but his income was meager, barely enough to cover the family's daily expenses. How could he afford to treat his mother's illness? He had to borrow from friends and family.

As the saying goes, lend money in times of need, not in times of poverty. No one's money came from the wind. Given Qian Jin's family conditions, who would dare to lend him money? What's more, the money Qian Jin needs is not a small amount.

Qian Jin had no other choice but to come and borrow money from Yan Jiecheng after hearing that he had been doing well in the past two years.

After hearing Qian Jin's words, Yan Jiecheng immediately asked how much money was needed?

Qian Jin hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Jie Cheng, if you have enough money, could you lend me fifty? If that's not possible, forty will be fine."

Yan Jiecheng did not answer, but got up and went to the inner room. After a moment, he handed a stack of money to Qian Jin and said.

"Qian Jin, I have a hundred here. Take it and don't rush to pay it back. First, treat your mother's illness. If it's not enough, I'll find another way."

In the past few days, Qian Jin has been looked down upon countless times because of money.

Originally, he came to see Yan Jiecheng with the attitude of giving it a try, and he didn't actually have much hope.

He didn't expect that Yan Jiecheng, whom he didn't think highly of, would lend him so much money without even hesitation.

Qian Jin's eyes suddenly turned red and his voice was choked.

"Jie Cheng, I don't know how to thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

(End of this chapter)