Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

The books will be printed soon, and my house is ready for inspection.

All that's missing is some basic furniture, and you can move in immediately.

The two little girls, Yushui and Lele, have already mastered the Wing Chun routines taught by their master in the past two months and are now quite proficient.

Sha Zhu was debating whether to move out immediately or stay with his master for a while longer.

Mr. Li has been very close to his blind date for the past two months, and they have already set a date for their wedding.

Thinking back to my verbal promise to Yushui that I would eat at all eight famous restaurants in Beijing and then raid Wangfujing,

Sha Zhu plans to wait until Master Li gets married before leaving; it's not too late.

Anyway, Master Li didn't want his brother and sister to leave so soon.

During this time, you can also take some time to go to the flea market to pick out some good quality old furniture and bring it to the new house without attracting attention.

You can also take the rainwater with you to see the world and create a wonderful childhood memory.

After that, I won't be able to play and eat and drink so freely in Nanluoguxiang anymore.

You can also go to the Eight Great Restaurants to sample some delicious food, and even learn how to cook all the dishes through mental focus, to satisfy your future cravings.

On Sunday morning, reporter Li Wei got up early to buy breakfast.

Everyone had gathered around the table. Little Liu Guangtian had come over without even washing his face at home, already treating this place as his second home.

Reporter Li generously said, "Eat up, everyone, don't be shy!"

My food column in the newspaper is going to be reprinted in large quantities, and my boss has given me a large sum of money for it.

To date, there are still over 100 dishes that haven't been featured in the newspaper.

I can live here comfortably for two months. Master Li, I'll be learning martial arts with you all later.

"Once I've mastered martial arts, I'll see if any fool dares to come near me again, and I'll give them a good beating."

Reporter Li also started to get arrogant.

Sha Zhu, standing nearby, said sarcastically, "Reporter Li, don't you realize how old you are?"

We all started learning at six or seven years old, but I started building up my physical strength at six.

At your age, your body is already set; even if you study, you'll mostly just learn superficial skills—good to look at but useless."

Reporter Li was furious. "He Yuzhu, isn't this all your fault?"

They said you're too young to handle other people's anger.

Now I have to hide like a mouse every day.

I should never have listened to your nonsense and put my own name on it.

"You can't blame me for this. You said yourself that there's nothing to be afraid of and that you don't want the royalties."

"You said you'd take it if it was free, but now you're blaming me?" Sha Zhu said innocently.

"Sigh, it's all because of those lousy cooks in those eight famous restaurants."

They've all sent people to cause trouble in our editorial office; we can't find me anywhere.

The newspaper is still being published, and even our leaders are starting to have a headache about it.

"Zhu Zi, you said we don't publish the signature dishes of the Eight Great Restaurants, so why do they keep contacting me?" Reporter Li was a little worried.

"It's simple, it's for their own business. Some of the secret recipes for those dishes have been leaked."

According to the secret recipe, the dishes prepared by each restaurant chef can be improved.

Some restaurants were unwilling to comply, like the chefs at Cuihua Restaurant, who used to be chefs at Dongxing Restaurant.

These chefs left Dongxinglou and joined together to establish Cuihualou.

Now that we have the secret recipe, any chef with even a little skill...

"Based on the leaked recipe, we can also learn from Cuihualou, now the top of the eight famous restaurants." Sha Zhu told the reporter Li, who didn't take it seriously.

Hearing this, reporter Li became frightened, thinking, "Does this mean I've become the target of those restaurants' elimination efforts?"

"What's there to be afraid of? They're all selfish bastards. In times of national hardship, these restaurants should all be nationalized."

It's only a matter of time. I also have some secret recipes for signature dishes from the eight famous restaurants.

If you want it, Reporter Li, I'll compile it for you in a while.

"You've published it, you'll have to figure out how to get the photos yourself," Sha Zhu said nonchalantly.

"Yes, down with capitalism!" Reporter Li rallied himself.

I also heard that Sha Zhu asked me to publish the secret recipe for his signature dish. Does that mean I still have a chance to live?

"Zhu Zi, let's forget it. These 200-plus dishes have already made me a thorn in their side."

Suddenly, reporter Li thought, "Where did you learn Zhu Zi's secret recipe from? It seems like you can cook anything."

Sha Zhu smiled mysteriously and rambled on, "Hehe, I like Taobao."

These are all books compiled from the wisdom of our ancestors.

Add to that my own research and summarization, isn't that amazing?

Sha Zhu casually pulled out a Suiyuan Restaurant menu and handed it to reporter Li, saying, "Here you go. Can you understand it?"

Reporter Li took the book, casually flipped through a few pages, and became increasingly confused, his face a complete mess.

"As expected, Zhu Zi, you are a born culinary master. I recognize every single word here."

However, the instructions were completely incomprehensible; my own explanation was much simpler and easier to understand.

After a simple breakfast, the group began practicing martial arts under Master Li's tutelage.

Even reporter Li joined in, and under Master Li's guidance, he began practicing standing meditation. In order to avoid being shot in the back in the future, he practiced it in great pain.

Sha Zhu had long since strayed from his master's teachings.

After demonstrating a set of boxing techniques, he greeted Master Li and prepared to go find Boss Zhang to inspect the house together in Nanluoguxiang and settle the remaining payment.

Sha Zhu and Zhang the Bald, each on a bicycle, quickly arrived at No. 137 Nanluoguxiang.

The original ruins no longer exist. At Ying Shazhu's request, the walls were all made of city wall bricks, which are sturdy, economical, and low-key.

After all, anyone can bring back the city wall bricks if they have the time and energy.

It's a pity that, due to the lack of suitable tools and carts among ordinary people, few are willing to travel such a long distance to collect bricks.

The lower half of the wall was completely coated with cement.

If it weren't for the exposed bricks at the top, it would look like a brand new house.

The two large doors are made of beech wood. According to Mr. Zhang, beech wood is very hard.

It is wear-resistant and not easily deformed, and it does not have the grandeur and eye-catching appeal of rosewood or sandalwood.

After being aged, Sha Zhu thought it was a second-hand door he had gotten from somewhere.

Mr. Zhang, gritting his teeth, said, "If there's any problem with the gate, like it gets damaged by someone, I'll replace it with a rosewood gate for you free of charge."

Sha Zhu rolled his eyes. "Why bother with such a nice replacement? Are you waiting for someone else to dismantle it and sell it for money, or for someone else to take over your place?" "The old door is fine, as long as it doesn't break."

Boss Zhang grew anxious, "Zhu Zi, this was made to order. I only had it aged because you told me to."

"I've already done a good job for you, and now you're saying it's a second-hand door? Aren't you ruining my reputation?"

Sha Zhu ignored Boss Zhang, opened the door, and went inside. "A businessman's mouth is a liar's mouth. I don't care if the door is old or made to look old, as long as it's sturdy and can withstand impacts."

Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Just this little alley of yours..."

Even if you use it as a battering ram, he can't exert any force with it.

Go find a few big, strong men and kick them all you want. They won't budge an inch. If anything goes wrong, it's on me.

Sha Zhu turned around, slammed the door shut, and kicked it, but the door didn't budge.

Of course, Sha Zhu didn't dare to use all his strength.