Courtyard House: New Life, New Silly Zhu

"Zhu Zi's back. What good stuff did he buy?"

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they ran into Yan Bugui.

He was carrying a bucket in one hand and a bamboo fishing rod in the other.

"I just bought some offal, Uncle. You look like you're going fishing?"

"Hehe, Zhuzi, you know me best. There are a lot of people in our family, and we're lacking in nutrition, so we can only catch some fish to make up for it," Yan Bugui said, waving the fishing rod in his hand.

The fishing rod is smooth and clean, with every branch and twig meticulously cleaned; it's clearly a carefully crafted piece.

"Uncle, this pole looks like a good one. Did you make it yourself?" He Yuzhu asked curiously.

Upon hearing He Yuzhu mention his fishing rod, Yan Bugui, who had originally intended to ask about the pig offal He Yuzhu had brought, stopped paying attention and instead began showing off his own fishing rod.

"You have a good eye, Zhu Zi. This fishing rod of mine is made from bamboo that grew in the collapsed yard next door." Yan Bugui seemed to remember something: "Oh, right, I didn't break this bamboo. It fell by itself. I don't know when it broke. I just picked it up. I didn't break it, Zhu Zi."

He Yuzhu didn't pay attention to what Yan Bugui said. He only heard that it was made from the bamboo in the neighboring yard, and his mind immediately started to wander.

"Uncle, why don't you go fishing? I still need to deal with this pig offal."

Bamboo poles can be made anytime, but if we don't deal with the pig offal now, it will be difficult to handle later.

At this moment, Yan Bugui remembered that He Yuzhu had bought pig offal. He asked curiously, "Zhuzi, what kind of pig offal did you buy? It's such a big piece, is it pig liver?"

"Uncle, how could it be pig liver? Why would I need to buy pig liver? It's just a pig lung." He said, waving the large paper package around.

Upon hearing that it was pig lungs, Yan Bugui said with some disdain, "Pig lungs are troublesome to prepare. They're troublesome, and they shrink a lot when cooked."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu didn't pay any attention and waved his hand as he walked towards the central courtyard.

"Rain, go back and put your things away, then bring some salt over."

Passing by the pool, He Yuzhu didn't go back. He gave instructions to He Yushui, who was beside him, and began to clean the pig lungs.

"Okay, brother." Seeing that she didn't have to do anything herself, He Yushui was quite happy. She skipped back to her side room and put everything away. Then she went back to the small kitchen and grabbed a handful of salt from the salt shaker.

Looking at the faucet, He Yuzhu opened the paper package. At this moment, the pig lungs had begun to ooze some blood that had not yet dried out.

He took the pig lung tube and connected it to the tap, then picked up the straw rope tied with the paper package and tied it tightly to the tap.

Then he turned on the tap and slowly let the water flow down. In order to make it faster, He Yuzhu slowly adjusted the water flow to a suitable level.

Soon the pig lungs began to swell, and when pressed down, they felt somewhat hard.

As the water flowed, dirty blood quickly began to flow out.

At this moment, He Yushui also brought over the salt, and He Yuzhu then put it aside, preparing to use the salt to wash the wound after the blood had mostly drained away.

It would take a while to rinse the pig lungs clean, so He Yuzhu didn't bother with them anymore. He patted the water off his hands and went back inside.

He took out all the money he had on him, then squatted down and pulled out an iron box from under the bed.

Upon opening the tin box, one finds some small bills and some receipts.

He Yuzhu put the money inside and the money on his person together and counted it.

Now there's only 53 yuan left, and the receipts are just some cheap bath tickets and the like.

"There is still a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to be undertaken."

Seeing the dilapidated furniture all over the house, He Yuzhu wanted to replace it, but he didn't have the money.

There was no other way; the person in question was already struggling to make ends meet by doing odd jobs and supporting himself and his sister.

Before He Yuzhu's time travel, the brother and sister had managed to save nearly 40 yuan, which was already quite an achievement.

A man can't get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse can't get fat without night grass; we still need to find a way to get some.

Unfortunately, the only thing He Yuzhu knew was the Prince Gong's Mansion, and he also knew its location.

The main reason is that this location is too special. Even if He Yuzhu didn't care about these treasure locations before he traveled through time, he would still know about this special treasure spot.

After all, Prince Gong's Mansion was Heshen's residence, especially since people had already taken away Heshen's treasures. Unexpectedly, Heshen had created a warehouse within a warehouse.

Moreover, this treasure trove was only discovered in later generations when people destroyed it while renovating their mansion.

Therefore, this is the most important treasure location for the time travelers. As for the others, that's beyond He Yuzhu's knowledge.

In particular, He Yuzhu's only cheat ability is a spatial ability; he has nothing else.

He Yuzhu returned to the pool and found several little ones gathered there.

In the backyard lived the brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, in the front yard lived Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang, and there was also a little girl named Yan Jiedi.

What caught his attention even more was the stick that Qin Huairu was holding.

At this time, Banggeng was only two years old, not even three. He was chubby and looked very different from the other children.

At this moment, Banggeng kept wriggling in Qin Huairu's arms, trying to get down.

He Yuzhu knew that these kids were just bored and came to watch the fun. Sometimes He Yuzhu himself liked to join in the fun. Even when others were painting their coats, he could squat by the wall and watch them paint for an entire afternoon.

"Come on, move aside, or you'll get all dirty."

He Yuzhu pushed the children aside to prevent them from getting their clothes dirty when he washed them.

At that time, cloth coupons were very precious, and if they got dirty, their family would definitely have a problem with them.

Although He Yuzhu didn't care, he wasn't a child, and he still had to be careful about what he needed to be careful about.

He Yuzhu checked the water draining from the pig's lungs and found it to be very clean. The pig's lungs had also become white and tender, like jade.

Then he turned off the tap, untied the rope, squeezed the water out of the lungs, took out scissors, and slowly cut downwards along the pulmonary tube. He cleaned the pig lungs into tofu-sized pieces, then sprinkled salt on them and began to gently rub and wash them.

You can't use force at this point, as the pig lungs are already very tender and can easily break if you use too much force.

Put the cleaned pig lungs in a basin, take them back to the small kitchen, turn on the stove to boil water, and put the pig lungs into the pot.

I threw in two slices of ginger to start removing the fishy smell.

After the pig lungs had been bubbling for a while, He Yuzhu scooped them all out, washed them again in the sink, and drained them. He glanced at the water; it was already 5 PM. Without further hesitation, He Yuzhu decided to stop.

I started taking out the starter dough from the jar to make steamed buns.

After finishing, I set it aside to rest, then threw a lump of dough back into the flour jar, ready to cook.