Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The hot air from the chimney of Master Du's breakfast shop disappeared in the cold wind, leaving only the aroma of fried food in the air.

Qin Dabao reached the door and lifted the curtain, and a wave of hot air hit him in the face. He was about to turn around to let Cuicui go in first when a man rushed out of the house and bumped into Dabao. The force was so strong that Dabao was standing with one foot in the door and the other outside, and this time he was knocked out of the house.

Cuicui was behind Dabao and was also knocked out. Fortunately, Dabao pulled her up, otherwise she would have fallen on her back.

Dabao stood outside and wondered, how the hell did I get out?

The man chased her out, only to see her wearing a large woolen scarf, unable to see her face clearly, but she just kept apologizing: "Ouch, ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Qin Dabao gnashed his teeth in anger and slammed her head: "You silly girl! It's a good thing you bumped into me. If it was an old man or old woman, they would have been sent away."

No need to ask, this hairy but extremely strong guy is none other than the silly girl Shachun. She is holding a basket filled with fried dough sticks and a few buns, and the cloth covering it has fallen to the ground.

Shachun covered his forehead and yelled: "Dabaozi, you're too ruthless, aren't you? It's like a bulge."

Qin Dabao pulled a fried dough stick from her basket, tore off half and gave it to Cuicui: "If I don't give you a hard time, you won't learn your lesson. Chun'er, how's Aunt Xu?"

"Hmph, she's so lazy. She lies down as soon as my dad goes to work, but becomes diligent as soon as he comes home. She always wants to eat sour food, and secretly eats spicy food. My mom told my dad that diligent boys are like boys, and lazy girls are like girls. This time she's pregnant with a little brother, but from what I can see, it's still a little sister."

Qin Dabao was so amused that he fell backwards. Nowadays, favoring boys over girls is really a social phenomenon. Even great intellectuals like Zhao Yuchu are not immune to it.

"I think your family is quite interesting. How come there is a family inheritance? Giving birth to one son is not enough, but you have to keep giving birth?"

Silly Chun stroked her scarf and said, "Do you think my dad thinks Sujue is nothing? He's so disappointed, so he wants to have another child."

Qin Dabao laughed heartily: "What you mean is that this son is useless, so why don't you get another one and start over?"

Silly Chun thought for a moment and said, "Well, I think it should be"

"Bullshit! What do you believe? Why did you only buy these few fried dough sticks? Is that enough? Can I buy you a few more?"

Silly Chun ran away, shouting: "No, no, that's enough..."

Qin Dabao shouted, "Chun'er, tell Uncle Zhao that I'll bring him some food and wine tonight..."

"I know..." The voice was already indistinguishable. It was so fast.

Dabao shook his head and laughed, "This silly girl."

He and Cuicui went into the breakfast shop.

Master Du had just had some free time and was taking dough sticks out of the frying pan when he saw Dabao come in and said happily, "Here you are, man. I haven't seen you for a long time."

Dabao lifted the cover of the basket, picked up a bun and took a bite. It was filled with cabbage and vermicelli, with a little lard, and it was quite fragrant.

"Uncle Du, when it comes to making buns, you are definitely the best!" He gave a thumbs up.

"Haha, that's right. Our craft is inherited from our ancestors." Master Du was happy when others praised the deliciousness of his cooking.

"Then I will buy all your buns and fried dough sticks today?"

"It's good to have a full package, it's good to have a full package. I knew you were the most connoisseur of goods." Master Du laughed heartily, his mouth wide open enough to fit two fist-sized buns.

Dabao counted them and found that there were twenty-three big buns and eleven fried dough sticks, which filled up a basket in the breakfast shop. Master Du was afraid that the buns would get cold, so he covered them with a steamed bun cloth.

"My dear, I still have the money you put here last time. After deducting these, I still have 3 yuan left. I don't have enough food coupons. You have to give me another pound and a half of food coupons."

"Okay, here are five kilograms of food coupons. My sister works at the state-owned restaurant on Gulou Street, so she has food. I also have a younger sister who will go to elementary school in a few days. I will bring her to your place later to have a look around, so you can get to know her. She will have breakfast here from now on. Please bear with me. If you don't have enough money and coupons, I will make up for it."

"No problem, man. My girl, if you have a brother like this, you should burn incense to express your gratitude! How much virtue did he accumulate in his previous life?"

Cuicui nodded: "That's right, my brother is the best."

Qin Dabao smiled and patted her head: "Okay, after you two gave me this blow, I feel like I should find a board to sit on and be worshipped. Man, I'll see you later."

Cuicui carried the basket and went out, following behind her elder brother. Her little face was full of pride. She held her head high and looked left and right, as if she wanted to tell everyone, this is my brother. My brother has bought out all the breakfast shops. Isn’t that awesome?

Passing by the middle courtyard, Dabao called out at the Jia family's door: "Huairu, your uncle Qingfu and his family are here. Bring Banggeng with you to have breakfast together."

Qin Huairu agreed from inside the house, and Banggeng ran out wearing cotton shoes.

Qin Huairu rolled up the sleeves of her cotton-padded jacket and chased after Xiaodang, holding him in her arms: "Hey, little bastard, wash your face! You haven't washed your face yet! Come back..."

Banggeng had already slipped to Cuicui's side and kept making faces at his mother, which made Qin Huairu so angry that she carried Xiaodang and looked around for a broom.

But Xiaodang in his arms was also a worry. He opened his little hands and kept shouting "ah oh" at Dabao.

Dabao took Xiaodang over with a smile, touched his little face, felt a little warm, and quickly opened his arms and stuffed Xiaodang into his arms: "Okay, you should also hurry up and pack up and come over for breakfast. On the way, go with your grandma to the street office and the police station to register your household registration. The sooner you register, the more food you will get for the day."

"Oh." Qin Huairu had no idea what to do when she saw her children rebelling against her uncle as soon as they saw him. However, she was secretly glad that she and Master Qingrong lived in the same courtyard, and there was someone to help and make decisions in the family no matter big or small matters. Otherwise, they would be left alone as orphans and widows, and life would be very difficult.

Dabao stuffed a piece of milk candy into Xiaodang's mouth. It is said that the milk content of the White Rabbit milk candy at that time was very high. Two or three milk candies were equivalent to two spoons of milk powder, which was very nutritious.

Xiaodang hugged him and started chewing him again, leaving his face full of small teeth marks and saliva, but Dabao didn't get angry. Few people could match his patience with children.

Banggeng took the bun given by his aunt, ate it and ran to the backyard.

Dabao and Xiaodang were talking in Martian language while they entered the house with Cuicui.

Lu Xiu'e had already cooked the cornmeal paste and placed it on the table. Cuicui placed the basket on the table and lifted the cloth, which startled Qin Qingfu and Qin Qinggui. There were so many white breads and fried golden and crispy dough sticks.

Goudan's mother had never seen fried dough sticks before, but she knew they were good stuff. She kept waving her hands: "I dare not. How can I eat such good food without working? Oh my God! What is this? Why is it dripping with oil?" She said while trying to find a bowl to catch it.

Dabao felt sad. This is our hardworking and simple farmer. He faces the loess and back to the sky all year round and grows countless grains, but she has never even seen fried dough sticks.

"Second uncle, old uncle, Goudan, come, sit down. Goudan's mom, don't cry. These are fried dough sticks. When Goudan arrives at the army and receives his allowance, you can eat these every day."

Goudan's mother wiped her face, took the fried dough sticks that Xiaohua handed her, and said repeatedly: "Brother Dabao, don't dare to eat like this. Isn't that better than what the landlord eats? No, if you eat such good things every day, you will suffer retribution."

Qin Dabao's forehead veins popped out as he listened. Who was he referring to? Who was being punished? Was he referring to me?

Dabao decided to ignore this silent sister-in-law. He played with Xiaodang by himself. Xiaodang was much better than her. At least she would not make him angry.

Lu Xiu'e tried hard to hold back her laughter as she served them corn porridge one by one. She also found it funny to see her son's frustrated look.

The Qin brothers definitely weren't shy about it, as their brother's home was no different from their own.

Cuicui, Xiaohua and Xiaohong were too afraid to even take the buns and fried dough sticks in front of their father. They just lowered their heads and drank the porridge.

Dabao was unwilling to do so and gave one bun to each of his sisters. He was not so bad. What was wrong with girls? Many girls were better than men.

Xiaohua and Xiaohong smiled happily at their brother and started eating with big mouthfuls.

Banggeng didn't care about anything else and sat in Cuicui's arms eating fried dough sticks.

Qin Qingfu asked curiously: "Sister, whose children are these two? Why are they staying here with us?"

He and Qinggui grew up with Lu Xiu'e and were also beaten, so their relationship was different. Usually, he didn't call her sister-in-law, but sister.

"These two are from Huairu's family. Huairu lives in the front yard."

"Oh, it's Tiezhu's daughter's child."

As they were talking, Qin Huairu also came in. She was four months pregnant and her figure was already a little obvious. She was strong and fertile, and she had not been idle in the past few years since she got married. She had been giving birth to children one after another. She already had a son and a daughter, and there was also a posthumous daughter in her belly. Dabao knew that the baby she was carrying was Xiao Huaihua.

"Master Qingfu, Master Qinggui, Auntie, Goudan." After greeting everyone, Qin Huairu took Xiaodang over.

Dabao went downstairs to make milk powder for Xiaodang. Without even turning his head, he asked, "Huairu, has your mother-in-law been acting strange these past few days?"

"No," Qin Huairu wiped Xiaodang's saliva, "I had a good talk with her the night before yesterday. I told her that if she wanted to live a good life in the city, she should be good and stop looking for trouble. If she didn't want to live a good life, I would send her to the countryside and give her ten yuan and twenty kilograms of food coupons a month. She said she wouldn't do anything. At first she was quite arrogant, but later when she saw that I didn't give in, she softened and said she would live a good life with me. When I went to work, she would stay at home to look after Xiaodang and cook for the children."

Qin Dabao placed the powdered milk on the table and stirred it back and forth with a small spoon. He knew that Jia Zhang would compromise for the sake of her grandson. Even though her son was dead, she would fight to the death to keep this family for her grandson...