Siheyuan: It’s so nice to be Lao Liu

The little episode of changing the fish passed quickly. Under the effect of the space water, Yan Jiefang and He Yushui were very busy, while the third uncle Yan Bugui was enjoying the flattery of everyone.

About two hours later, the two buckets and a large fish basket that the three of them brought were all full.

Seeing this, Yan Jiefang said, "Dad, let's go, let's load the truck and go, shall we?"

Just an hour ago, the third uncle Yan Bugui saw his son's heroic performance and knew that there would be a good harvest today, so he went home and borrowed a cart. After hearing Yan Jiefang's shout, he ran over pushing the cart.

"Jiefang, why don't you fish a little longer? It's not even noon yet!" The calculating nature of the third uncle flared up again, and he urged, "You've caught so much in just two hours. If you sell it to the steel mill, you can make 60 yuan. If you fish for a whole day, you'll make several hundred yuan!"

Yan Jiefang also felt helpless. Indeed, if he fished here for a day, he would surely be able to sell for hundreds of dollars, but this was too high-profile and did not suit his identity as the Sixth Brother!

So he said, "Dad, we caught a lot today, but the others didn't catch much. If we keep fishing, they will be jealous."

Sure enough, the third uncle Yan Bugui glanced at the people around him and saw different expressions on their faces, some envy, some jealousy, and a hint of greed.

Seeing that he had fooled his father, Yan Jiefang continued, "Dad, we come here once a week and earn fifty or sixty yuan each time, which means we can earn more than two hundred yuan a month. This is already a lot. Let's go, safety first!"

It's not that he is afraid of others coming to snatch it away. In fact, Yan Jiefang feels too bored here. It is better to go back early and take He Yushui out to play than to have Yan Bugui as a light bulb.

In fact, if the third uncle Yan Bugui thought about it carefully, he would find the loophole in Yan Jiefang's words. Although there are enemy spies and bad elements everywhere at this time, there are also many patrol personnel, and there are not many robberies in public.

While collecting and protecting the fish, Yan Jiefang collected several fish of different species into his own space. He wanted to see what the fish raised in the water in the space tasted like.

Yan Jiefang pushed the cart, followed by Yan Bugui and He Yushui, and they soon arrived at the back door of the steel mill.

Because he often came to deliver fish, he was familiar with the old man guarding the door, so he naturally didn't stop him, and he arrived at the third canteen without any obstruction.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's almost noon. Why are you cleaning instead of cooking?" Yan Jiefang saw He Yuzhui holding a broom and looking dazed, so he couldn't help but teasing him.

Hearing someone talking to him, He Yuzhu looked in the direction of the voice. When he saw that it was Yan Jiefang, his third uncle Yan Bugui and his sister Yushui, he knew that the voice was from Yan Jiefang. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and pouted, "Didn't Director Yang punish me to clean the place because I brought food to the Jia family? I am an apprentice now, why should I be the chef? Director Yang is really something. He just brought a box of braised pork! He only allowed them to eat the meat and not the soup!"

"Besides, as the old saying goes, if the cook doesn't steal, the grain won't be harvested. Bringing a lunch box is a rule passed down by our ancestors."

Because of his relationship with He Yushui, Yan Jiefang reminded him, "Brother Zhuzi, everything is ruined by your mouth. Director Yang has been very good to you, and you bring lunch boxes home. To put it more seriously, it is embezzlement of state-owned property. Even if you are shot, you have nowhere to complain. Not firing you is a great favor, and you are still complaining here."

"Also, Brother Zhuzi, do you know what it means that if the cook doesn't steal, the crops won't be harvested? And bringing lunch boxes is a rule passed down by our ancestors? This is a mockery of you chefs who steal things. It's a derogatory term for you chefs. In the past, cooks brought lunch boxes without the permission of their employers and stole other people's things privately. Do you know why it was passed down? It's because the cooks were too rampant and couldn't be controlled! Now you use it to show off."

"Really? Don't lie to me?" He Yuzhu heard Yan Jiefang's explanation and felt that what he said made sense, so he couldn't help asking.

"Why would I lie to you?" Yan Jiefang changed the subject and said, "Don't talk about anything else, just help me collect the fish first!"

"I'm an apprentice now, so I can't help you collect it. You can find the canteen director. He's in the office, the innermost one."

He Yuzhu was also helpless. He had lost his identity as a chef and had no power to make the final decision. He could only ask Yan Jiefang to find the canteen director Li Youde.

Yan Jiefang went straight to the canteen director's office. He had been to the canteen many times and knew the third canteen quite well. He arrived at the canteen director's office with ease.

There was not much nonsense, because at this time, no matter which factory, materials were in short supply. Fish meat was also meat, and it was also a scarce commodity. As before, it was sold to the steel mill at the market price.

After weighing the fish, the canteen director handed the money to Yan Jiefang, smiled what he thought was a charming smile and said, "Jiefang, these fish total fifty-nine dollars and fifty cents. I'll round it off to sixty. If you have good stuff in the future, send it directly to our third canteen. I guarantee to give you the highest price."

"Okay, Director Li. I'll definitely send you the next fish I catch." Seeing Director Li so enthusiastic, Yan Jiefang also said politely.

He walked out of Director Li's office, came up to the three people, took out three big unity notes, handed them to the third uncle Yan Bugui, and said, "Dad, this time we will split it equally between the two of us. The total is 60 yuan, and I will give you 30 yuan."

Yan Bugui knew his son's temperament. He seemed to have become a different person in the past six months. He was the one who did what he said, and even he, as a father, couldn't control him. He couldn't control it either. His son was too lucky. He had already made a lot of money for himself just by fishing.

Seeing that his father quickly put away the thirty yuan and had no objection to his distribution, he was relieved. It seemed that his actions in the past few months had begun to affect his father's character, and he became relatively generous to his children.

He turned to look at He Yushui, handed her fifteen yuan, and said with a smile: "Thanks to your help this time, otherwise I wouldn't have made so much money. This fifteen yuan is your reward."

"Brother Jiefang, I don't want it. I just went there to play and didn't do anything."

When He Yushui saw Yan Jiefang handing him fifteen yuan, he quickly raised his hand to refuse.

Yan Jiefang ignored her objection and stuffed the money directly into her pocket. He ignored He Yuzhu beside him and said to himself, "Take this as your meal money for next week. Your brother has become a pauper due to someone's scheme. How can he have money to give you living expenses?"

He Yuzhu, who was standing next to him, had a slight twitch in his mouth and a dark face. He was touched on a sore spot by Yan Jiefang, but he couldn't get angry because it was too embarrassing. If his sister hadn't told him before and he didn't know the details, he wouldn't have cared about Yan Jiefang's words. But now he knew the general situation. What was the difference between Yan Jiefang's words and stabbing him in the heart?

"You've sold out all the fish, so hurry up and leave!"

He Yuzhu was in a bad mood when he saw the three people dividing the money in front of him and then bullying him with words, so he started to drive them away.

Yan Jiefang laughed secretly in his heart, but he still had a calm expression on his face. He said to He Yuzhu: "Brother Zhuzi, Yushui will soon graduate from high school and start working. As her brother, you should buy her a bicycle, right?"

"How about I pay for the bicycle ticket and you pay for the money? A women's Fei Ge brand bicycle is only 180 yuan, which is enough for half a year's salary. That should be okay, right?"

The more Yan Jiefang talked, the uglier He Yuzhu's expression became. Finally, He Yushui couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Yan Jiefang out. She couldn't guarantee that if Yan Jiefang continued to fan the flames, his brother would explode in anger and beat Yan Jiefang up.