Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

Get up in the morning,

Before Wu Youde went out, he heard the noise outside, but he didn't pay attention. There were so many people living in this courtyard, and the morning and evening were the busiest times.

But when he opened the door to go out to use the toilet, he was shocked to find that many people in the courtyard were... playing briquettes.

Except for Yan Bugui, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang and his son,

Xu Damao is also there, and his father Xu Wood!

Five people were beating briquettes there. Yan Jiefang and Xu Damao each held a shovel in their hands and kept stirring the pulverized coal slurry.

From time to time, I would put the shovel up and shovel it with a bang-dong-dong sound. This is to shovel the big coal lumps and lime lumps inside. After the shovel is broken, the various raw materials and water can be better integrated together. The briquettes produced in this way have the best quality.

As for Yan Bugui, Yan Jiecheng, and Xu Wood, each of them holds a mold in his hand.

The mold is made of iron and is in the shape of a T. The bottom end is a large round tube with small cylinders inside. Take the mold and pound it into the pulverized coal slurry a few times, then carry the mold to the side and press the top With the handle, a standard honeycomb briquette is squeezed out.

Leave the briquettes in place. After two or three days of sunburn, you can take them away and stack them up for display.

The five people work together in an orderly and efficient manner.

When Wu Youde pushed the door open and came out, there was already a large area of ​​briquettes neatly arranged in the yard, at least two to three hundred of them.

This large pile of dark briquettes formed a sharp contrast with the white snow on the surrounding roofs!

Seeing this scene, he was very surprised!

It is normal for Yan Bugui and his son to play briquettes here. The father and son have been playing briquettes for half a month.

I play two or three hours in the morning before going to work, and another two or three hours in the evening after I get back from get off work.

So far, a total of about 2,000 have been beaten.

All belong to Wu Youde.

This is also what Yan Bugui promised to Wu Youde when he purchased coal in a group, and now he is just fulfilling his promise.

But why are Xu Wood and Xu Damao here?

Even if his family plays briquettes, it should be in the backyard. What the hell is going on in the middle yard?

and,

Wu Youde clearly saw that the briquettes extruded from the mold in Xu Wood's hand were also placed in the pile next to Yan Bugui.

Wu Youde raised his eyebrows, was he making briquettes for his family?

Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Damao saw him with sharp eyes and immediately shouted: "Brother Angkor, are you up? Morning!"

"Well, get up."

Wu Youde walked over and said with a smile: "Good morning, everyone. Thank you for your hard work, Third Master, Jiefang and Jiecheng."

"Uncle Xu, Damao, what are you doing?"

Xu Wood put down the mold in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Good morning, Director Wu, haha... I have finished making briquettes at home."

"It didn't snow last night. I see that you still have so much coal to grind at home. Anyway, you have nothing to do at home. If you come to help me, it's just like exercising."

Hit briquettes.

Exercise?

This reason is really impeccable!

Wu Youde was too lazy to expose it. Anyway, someone was working for him for free. Isn't that a good thing?

In this case, we can finish making briquettes today.

"Thank you so much. Excuse me, Uncle Xu, and Damao. Have you all eaten?"

"Eat, eat, come out after eating!"

Xu Wood smiled and said repeatedly: "Director Wu, just take care of your business and don't worry about us."

"Um...this..."

Xu Damao opened his mouth, then closed it again unwillingly.

In fact, he really wanted to say that he could still eat some more...

He had seen and tasted the quality of Wu Youde's food.

The braised pork is really braised pork. Each one is a big piece of meat. It's hard to find a dish to eat in it.

How does it feel like home...

The braised pork is filled with vegetables, including radish lumps, potato lumps, and cabbage. If you want to eat a piece of meat, you have to search hard among the vegetables to find it.

While he was working in the yard, he could already smell several scents.

There is the smell of meat, scrambled eggs, and steamed white flour buns, all wafting out from the kitchen window of Wu Youde's house...

The food at Angkor’s house is really good!

This morning, there are eggs, meat, and steamed white flour buns...

Xu Damao's mouth watered. He wanted to have a meal, but his father refused him first. This made him so angry that he almost wanted to jump! !

"That's it, everyone is busy, I'm going to wash my face and eat."

Wu Youde said with a smile, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Yan Bugui, who was next to him, felt a little unhappy. Why didn't he ask himself?

In the morning, I ate two steamed buns, drank a bowl of stick rice porridge, and a plate of dried radishes. I'm not very hungry!

After shooting more than 200 briquettes, my stomach was empty again.

'This boy is really becoming more and more of a thief! '

'I still don't know how to respect the old and love the young...'

Yan Bugui thought to himself, and turned around to see Yan Jiecheng standing there holding the mold, not moving for a long time.

"Jie Cheng, don't be lazy, hurry up!"

"We must finish all the coal today while the snow stops. If heavy snow comes in two days, it will be a disaster."

"hurry up!"

Yan Jiecheng said with a bitter face, "Dad, I'm hungry and I have no energy to work anymore."

"fart!"

Yan Bugui was furious and cursed: "You boy also ate two steamed buns, a big bowl of rice porridge, and thirty dried radishes this morning."

"It's only been so long, why are you hungry?"

"Don't be naughty. Work quickly. When you're done, go home and drink some water."

Before Yan Jiecheng spoke, Xu Damao couldn't help it anymore. He was amazed in his heart.

"Jie Cheng, your family only eats pickles based on their roots, right?"

"Hahaha, Jie Cheng, how many pickles can your family eat at most at one time?"

Yan Jiecheng's face turned red instantly. He groaned for a long time and didn't know how to answer.

He had no choice but to turn around and talk about coal, without answering Xu Damao's words.

He felt embarrassed and embarrassed to say it.

But Yan Bugui didn't think so. He still looked complacent, looked at Xu Damao, and said earnestly: "Da Mao, you are young. As the saying goes, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are when you are not a family member."

"When you get married in the future, you will know that life is not easy. If you want to live a good life, you have to plan carefully."

"Is thirty pickles a meal too little?"

"That's quite a lot!"

"You eat three mouthfuls of steamed buns, one pickle, two mouthfuls of soup, and one pickle, no more, no less, just right!"

"Young man, you are still young..."

"whispering sound!"

Xu Damao sneered and curled his lips disdainfully, too lazy to elaborate further.

Who in the entire courtyard doesn't know that Yan Laoxi is stingy?