Courtyard House: He Yuzhu started in 1948

Tian Zao didn't take the ten US dollars; instead, she exchanged them for silver dollars and sent them to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu examined the hundred silver dollars and found two Li Yuanhong bald heads, a sailboat from the 18th year of the Republic of China, a Shanghai Zhongwai Daobao coin with a tael and a Tai Chi symbol on the back, and the rest were quite ordinary...

He Yuzhu collected what he thought was valuable, and spent the rest as he saw fit.

The next day, he went to the street and bought a washboard, which he delivered to Jia Zhangshi, since her washboard had broken because she was helping him.

It's just a small amount of money, not worth mentioning!

Jia Zhangshi beamed with joy as she held the brand-new washboard.

On the 8th, He Yuzhu went to work as usual, working in the kitchen as always, mainly for supervision.

While Jia Zhangshi and the other four old women were kneading dough and washing vegetables, they recounted He Yuzhu's impressive performance during the spring break, while also praising their own contributions.

"You didn't see it... seven or eight young men were surrounding Manager He, and I charged at them with a roar..."

Jia Zhangshi was happy as she spoke, and the people behind her were also happy to hear it. They praised He Yuzhu for being both a scholar and a warrior, saying that he would definitely be an extraordinary figure in Beiping in the future!

He Yuzhu thought to himself, "A year later, there will be many big shots in Beiping, and I will be just a nobody!"

Let's chat, just don't let it interfere with our work.

The food in the cafeteria is actually very simple, stews or home-style stir-fries, mainly characterized by being oily and flavorful. As for cooking techniques... there really aren't any.

Affordability is key.

The five old women, including Jia Zhangshi, often cooked at home and knew how to cook. As long as they put the seasonings prepared by He Daqing into the pot at the right time, the food would not taste bad.

He Yuzhu taught them step by step, and their cooking skills improved rapidly. The five old women were extremely grateful to He Yuzhu, feeling that he had taught them some kind of family secret recipe.

Actually, no, these old women can't get jobs as chefs in restaurants outside of school.

He Yuzhu was simply trying to gain more time for studying.

He already had a solid foundation, and after mastering traditional Chinese characters, his progress was rapid. Moreover, He Yuzhu's future development direction is clear: he is moving towards becoming a literary and artistic worker.

As for math, physics, and chemistry... He Yuzhu said he didn't want to suffer anymore, and that mastering simple addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and being able to keep accounts would be enough.

These artists and writers are not just people who make movies or write novels.

Journalists also fall under the category of cultural workers.

The five old women had no objection to He Yuzhu spending his time in the library instead of the kitchen, and Jia Zhangshi wholeheartedly supported it.

Jia Zhangshi told Jia Dongxu about He Yuzhu's frequent visits to the library to read. After learning about this, Jia Dongxu studied even harder, which gave Jia Zhangshi a glimpse of a bright future.

Read books, read good books, and when you get a job, become a school principal. She'll be the principal's mother. Let's see if He Yuzhu still dares to cause trouble at the drop of a hat.

The more Jia Zhangshi thought about it, the happier she became, and then she accidentally cut her hand... Joy turned to sorrow!

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye. School was closed tomorrow, so He Yuzhu took the week's expenses to Zhang Tianyong for reimbursement.

Sixty-two silver dollars, reimbursed based on actual expenses, not taking a single cent more from the public funds.

Zhang Tianyong looked at the price list compiled by He Yuzhu and remarked, "The handwriting is quite nice."

"hey-hey……"

He Yuzhu has over twenty years of basic calligraphy skills, and his handwriting becomes smooth and natural when he's not paying attention, making it impossible to forge: "Maybe I'm just good at imitating and learning."

Zhang Tianyong didn't say anything, but took out another notebook, copied down the purchase items written by He Yuzhu, and then it became seventy-seven yuan.

The extra fifteen silver dollars were used to pay for storing flour in the underground storage room.

Zhang Tianyong also learns to be flexible very quickly.

It wasn't that he wanted to do it, but that he had to. He couldn't let the He family, who were dedicated to public service, suffer losses. Giving the money to others as soon as possible was the right thing to do.

Zhang Tianyong took note of the quantity and price He Yuzhu quoted him. He himself had bought things at the market before, and the prices He Yuzhu quoted were about 90% lower than the market prices.

It's a fair price.

He Yuzhu didn't take more than his share, and Zhang Tianyong certainly wouldn't let He Yuzhu suffer any loss.

In the afternoon, Zhang Tianyong delivered the silver dollars to He Yuzhu.

As was customary, He Yuzhu would first pick and choose among the silver dollars, finding those he believed would be of great future value, and then send the money to He Daqing.

He Daqing only knows how to save money, not how to manage it. He doesn't care if He Yuzhu takes a few from it.

The main point is to be casual.

On weekends, He Yuzhu was bored, so he went to Suoyi Hutong to find Tian Zao. He had been there a few times before, and Tian Zao's neighbors all knew him and knew that he was helping Tian Zao, so they were not wary of his arrival.

"Get a gun! How can I avenge my parents without a gun?"

Tian Zao's voice came from the crack in the room, making He Yuzhu's face turn serious.

At such a young age, they were secretly plotting to make guns, and there wasn't even a lookout outside the door?

Avenge my parents?

He Yuzhu recalled that Tian Zao had mentioned revenge to him before, but Tian Zao had only said it briefly and hadn't said anything more.

If He Yuzhu hadn't come today, he probably wouldn't have heard about Tian Zao's schemes behind the scenes.

Da Yong's voice came through: "Sis, should we tell Brother Zhu about this? We're all brothers, and the money we make from gun dealing comes from our business with him."

He Yuzhu's face darkened even more upon hearing this.

Not only did they get involved with guns, but they also embezzled my money?

The room fell silent. After a long while, Tian Zao said, "Don't tell him. He's a coward. Besides, among us, only Zhu Zi can accomplish anything except for me. If something goes wrong when I take revenge, you should all listen to him."

Tiger: "Sister Zao, we're with you!"

Shunzi: Me too.

Da Yong...

He Yuzhu's expression was slightly sad; he still had some conscience, but not much.

What do you mean I'm a coward?

This is damn steady!

You little bean sprout, you almost ruined my big plan!

"Stop talking. Do you still consider me your older sister? If you do, then listen to me."

Tian Zao didn't want to waste any more words and said to his underlings, "Getting guns doesn't necessarily require money. Let me think of a way. How about we get... a pillar without spending any money?"

Before she could finish speaking, He Yuzhu pushed the door open and entered, quietly picking up where Tian Zao left off: "Trying to mess with me, huh?"

"No... I..."

Tian Zao was speechless, stammering and unable to speak.

Da Yong stood up, and He Yuzhu moved a chair over and sat down: "You didn't tell me about something this big? Don't you consider me a brother?"

"I don't."

Tian Zao wanted to explain, but didn't know how. Faced with He Yuzhu's questioning, she felt that she was in the wrong.

He Yuzhu continued, "Getting guns, revenge... You think you can get revenge just by getting guns? Can you even fire one? Can you hit the bullseye every time?"

"I……"

Tianzao doesn't know.

He Yuzhu slowly said, "If you want revenge, listen to me. I'll figure out a way to deal with the gun."

"you?"

Tian Zao looked at He Yuzhu in disbelief and blurted out, "You're not good enough."